Kong Han'an transmigrated into a fictional world.
In this world, the Netherworld Administration had not yet been established, and a hundred ghosts roamed the human realm at night.
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"I, indeed, am a little confused... I am tired, so let the Master handle it."
Of course the little emperor knew that what had just happened was true.
But in his eyes, that old ghost, his father, had branded him with this mark with a dragon robe.
This, then, is the destiny of the country.
He is the emperor, a lonely man, and he will not trust anyone.
Buddhism wants to change the fate of the country? Dream on!
Of course, he will also settle accounts with Confucius in the autumn.
I am now protected by the great destiny of the Qi Kingdom, and all my people will bless me...
I can finally do whatever I want!
After all, Fahua had little contact with the little emperor, and he couldn't guess why the little emperor suddenly stabbed him in the back. For a moment, he was at a loss.
He pointed outside the bedroom and said.
"There are evil spirits everywhere outside! Master, can't you see?"
Confucius snorted.
"I only saw a demonic Taoist performing a magic trick, releasing a mist that enveloped the imperial city, causing all the people and animals in the imperial city to fall into a coma."
"If he is the evil spirit you are talking about, you don't have to worry about him. I killed him on the spot!"
"I strongly suspect that you are in cahoots with him. Otherwise, why don't you get rid of him instead of pretending to be so in the emperor's bedroom?"
Confucius figured it out along the way and of course knew that he had been plotted against.
The chess player has already entered the game himself. How can he make a profit without removing a few pieces?
The five people of the Lotus Sutra were so powerful that no one could refute them at that moment.
You've said everything, and you've silenced everyone. What else can we say?!
But our Buddha is not the Jade Emperor who can be manipulated by you.
The five men kept silent and stood with their heads bowed, as if admitting their guilt.
Outside the imperial city, a ray of sunlight shone from the horizon, driving away the darkness of the night.
It's dawn.
The shaky Da Qi seemed to have stabilized a little.
But except for the little emperor, everyone knew it in their hearts, but it was only one point.