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Following the order, Zhang Yutang saw a thick golden cloud boiling three feet above Wang Zeguang's head. There was a square official seal suspended in the cloud, as big as a palm. The official seal had a clear light, like a
The water flow shone in all directions, and the evil spirit and blood light above the pond were forced away.
The people around responded to the order, and two yamenmen with swords led a group of slaves to find shovels and other things from the Zen room. Anyone who could dig soil and dig holes was found one by one.
"Dig ditches and release water!"
"yes!"
Everyone was of one mind, and their blood energy condensed into one, turning into a majestic aura that connected with the official seal on Wang Zeguang's head.
Wow----
Along the ditch, the water in the pond slowly flows outward. At the beginning, it is still a trickle. As the water is dug deeper and deeper, the water flow becomes more and more rapid.
After digging for a long time, there was no less water in the pond. Wang Zeguang's face was filled with sorrow and he said viciously:
"Some people are digging water channels here, and some people are following me out to move huge rocks to fill the pond."
These people followed the order and left. Wang Zeguang turned back and looked at Zen Master Wu Neng:
"Monk, if you haven't done anything until now, what kind of evildoer is causing trouble here?"
Zen Master Wu Neng was silent, sighed, and closed his eyes. Wang Zeguang waved his hand and two government officials came up:
"Take him down, torture him severely, and make sure he tells you about the white lotus descending from the sky."
"Yes, sir."
Two government officials, one on each side, dragged Zen Master Wu Neng out like wolves and tigers, dragging them to death.
After a while, screams were heard in the distance. The people's hearts were as strong as iron, and the official laws were as strong as furnaces. Even the heroes who were made of iron could not bear the punishment of the officials.
The people who were working hard on the side heard the screams and worked even harder, not daring to be lazy at all.
Outside Jinshan Temple, Fahai paused the Zen staff in his hand, stopped the vibrating sound, and looked at the sky above Jinshan Temple in confusion:
"In the upright Buddhist Pure Land Temple, where incense is flourishing and gods and Buddhas appear, how can there be evil spirits in the clouds?"
Walking towards the temple, two government officials flashed past the door:
"Master, please stop. The Hangzhou magistrate's office is on official business and no other people are allowed in."
Fahai looked with his eyes and saw that there was a ray of golden cloud light above the heads of the two government officials. The clear light was like water, emanating from the depths of Jinshan Temple and staying on top of their heads.
He knew in his heart that this ray of light was the power of the magistrate of Hangzhou, and the two government officials also relied on the power of the magistrate to block all pilgrims and tourists who came here.
"Amitabha."
Fahai's face was rosy, his monk's clothes were moon-white, and he smiled and said:
"Brothers, what happened in Jinshan Temple? Why don't you let me wait for the wandering monks to enter the temple and place orders?"
One of the officials said:
"Master, something has been committed in Jinshan Temple and is being investigated. You'd better leave first and don't get burned."
"Thank you so much, donor."
Fa Hai straightened his body and exuded aura:
"I am Fahai from Bailong Cave in Da'e Mountain. I passed by here today and saw the demonic atmosphere in the temple. I came here specifically to subjugate the demons. I also asked the two donors to be accommodating and accommodating."
Feeling the towering momentum of Fahai, the two government officials also knew that they had met a strange person. They hesitated for a moment and cupped their hands:
"Master, I can't make the decision on this matter. Please allow me to report it to your Excellency."
Fahai smiled and said:
"Donor please."
"What? There is a monk who wants to subjugate demons. It's really nonsense. Under the clear sky, there are no monsters anywhere. Don't let him confuse people with his monstrous words and drive them away. Drive them away."
When ordinary people hear about monsters and monsters, they will naturally be frightened and their hearts will be in chaos. If there are any more thoughtful people to provoke them, it is very likely to cause an earth-shattering upheaval in Hangzhou Prefecture.
Such a thing would never be allowed to happen. Wang Zeguangming knew that there were indeed demons, gods and Buddhas in the world, but he could not tell it to his mouth. As soon as the government officials left, someone came over.
The person who came had a serious look on his face:
"My lord has already asked."
Wang Zelong cheered up:
"What did the old monk say? What happened to White Lotus's ascension?"
After asking about the torture of Zen Master Wu Neng, he told Wang Zelong one by one. Hearing that the old lady was eaten by the monster in the pond, Wang Zelong felt his eyes darken and almost fainted:
"My poor mother——"
The sound is like the heart breaking, which makes people cry sadly when they hear it.
"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you."
Wang Zelong's eyes flashed coldly:
"In the wilderness, there are gods of land and mountains to protect you, and in the county and city there are gods to protect you. Jinshan Temple in Hangzhou Prefecture is a densely populated place, and the gods are actually watching the demons running rampant without paying any attention to it. Why are they still here?"
"Once the Jinshan Temple matter is settled, I will drive out all the ghosts and monsters in Hangzhou Prefecture, destroy all the temples, and turn all the statues into dust."
Secretly feeling resentful, he asked:
"Did you ask about the spell to summon the demon?"
"When asked, the old Zen Master Wu Neng said that for some reason, the monster seems to be extremely weak. It can only be awakened through spells when eating. The rest of the time, it is in a deep sleep and does not panic."
"It's good to fall asleep, it's good to fall asleep."
Wang Zelong continued to ask:
"What's going on with that lotus? Could it be that the demon in the pond knows some magical powers? If that's the case, we mortals are no match for him."
The Yamen servant reported back:
"Don't worry, adults. Old Monk Wu Neng said that the white lotus was transformed into the demon's big mouth. Once you step on the white lotus, it is equivalent to entering the demon's mouth and being swallowed as food."
"Is it the devil's mouth?"
Wang Zelong stood up, walked back and forth a few steps, and clapped his hands:
"Yes!"
Immediately, he informed the yamen officer of his attention and asked him to do it as quickly as possible.
After a while, several government officials brought a large bucket of hot oil. The bucket was as thick as two people's arms and more than one meter deep. They carried it to Wang Zeguang's side and put it down.
Wang Zelong took a look and said:
"Get ready. I will recite the incantation in a moment. Once the white lotus appears, you can immediately put this bucket on the white lotus."
"Yes, sir."
With murderous intent all over his body, Wang Zelong walked to the pond and asked people to leave the pond. Zhang Yutang also followed the flow of people and walked aside. Abao whispered:
"Sir, what do you think Mr. Wang is doing?"
Zhang Yutang thoughtfully:
"You'll know after a while."
As the mantra was chanted, a huge white lotus rose slowly out of the pond, crystal clear and green, as if dewdrops were rolling on it.
"put!"
Several people lifted the barrel, danced with their hands, and threw the barrel onto the white lotus. They felt something falling on it. The six petals of the white lotus closed up, and the smoke swirled and slowly sank.
Ouch---
Suddenly, there was a roar from the depths of the pond, and the water surged to the sky. A huge python head emerged from the pond with an extremely ferocious face. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to register as a member of Piaotian Literature
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