Chapter 911 Speaker and Flashlight
Prince Zhi was silent for a long time. After a long while, the Eighth Master suddenly slammed the table and said, "Mingzhu!"
Prince Zhi touched his nose and frowned for a long time before saying, "A Si, go and deliver a message. If Lord Mingzhu hasn't rested yet, ask him to come over."
"Yes." Asi took the order and walked out quickly.
The two brothers stared at each other for a while, and remained silent for a long time.
It was not until they heard a burst of Buddhist chanting that they were stunned for a moment.
He stood up and wanted to go out to check, and then he saw Ah Si, who had gone out to look for Mingzhu, hurried back.
"Something big is going to happen to me, go out and take a look!"
Prince Zhi frowned and said, "What happened? Explain clearly."
Asi hesitated for a long time without being able to explain clearly. Prince Zhi frowned, glanced at him, and quickly walked out the door.
Mr. Ba stood up and stretched himself for a while, then followed him.
When the Prince of Zhi opened the door, he was shocked for a moment. Why... was it so bright?
The Eighth Master followed the Prince of Zhi's gaze and looked over, his pupils shrinking suddenly: "That's... the direction of the altar!"
From afar, a beam of golden light shot up from the altar into the sky.
Soon, the melodious and powerful Buddhist chanting sounded again, as if it were encircling the entire sky.
The powerful and deep voice sang softly, as if the restless heart was soothed, making people calm down unconsciously.
"What's going on?"
Prince Zhi looked at the scene in front of him in extreme shock.
"Brother, look!"
The Eighth Master took a look at the distance and pointed it out to the Prince of Zhi.
Prince Zhi followed his finger and saw that, as expected, the civilians who had helped to repair the altar during the day had come out of the house at some point.
Now, they were kowtowing towards the altar from afar, and seemed to be shouting something like blessings from heaven.
"Master, could it be that we really saw a miracle from heaven?" Ah Si was also shocked at this moment and couldn't help but say, "I heard that when the Fourth Prince and the other little princes in his mansion were born, there were also miracles from heaven. Could it be that... the Fourth Prince really carries a blessing with him?"
"Ridiculous!" Before Prince Zhi could say anything, the Eighth Master beside him glared at him and said, "Ah Si, I think you haven't been thinking straight lately! If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll pull out your tongue!"
Go ahead, the Eighth Master clenched his fist and said, "I have to go and see who is causing trouble! Fukuzawa? Ha, I don't believe it!" As he said this, he rushed to the altar with his guards.
Ah Si was silent for a moment, then glanced at the Prince of Zhi beside him and said, "Master, shall I go and call Master Mingzhu?"
Prince Zhi frowned slightly: "No need. We will go to the altar as well. It won't be long before he will go too."
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"Master, look at the speakers I got for a redemption card. How's that? The 3D surround sound is pretty good, right? I'm sure everyone living near the bottom of the mountain can hear it."
Xiao Jin was sitting on Wenjiu's shoulders, swinging her legs proudly.
Wen Jiu couldn't help but nod: "Well done, I'll reward you with a big heart."
The song chosen for warming the wine was the Great Compassion Mantra, and coupled with the environment halfway up the mountain and the bright light of the giant flashlight, the effect was amazing.
To be honest, even Wenjiu wanted to bow to himself at this moment.
While talking to Xiao Jin, Wen Jiu's hands were not idle either. He and the Fourth Master each held a large piece of wood to support the altar. After going up, he patted the white and tender hands and said, "Master, how is it? Is it repaired now?"
"Um."
The Fourth Master responded subconsciously, his eyes fixed on the dazzling object in Wenjiu's hand, which looked like the sun. "Jiu'er, what on earth is this?"
Wen Jiu touched his nose and said, "This... is called a flashlight."
The Fourth Master was secretly astonished. "Flashlight? What a strange name. Where did you get this treasure? It's as dazzling as the sun. How much brighter than the night pearl?"
Wenjiu scratched his forehead, not knowing how to explain to him for a moment.
Fourth Master Qiao Wenjiu didn't seem to want to say anything more, but he didn't make things difficult for him. He pointed again and asked, "What is that object that makes a sound?"
Wen Jiu: "This... is the thing that can record sound. I call it a speaker..."
The Fourth Master stared with a frown. "How can such a small thing make such a loud noise? Speaker, that's an interesting name."
After pondering for a while, the Fourth Master suddenly looked at Wenjiu: "Jiu'er, I remember you didn't bring so many things with you when you went out. Where did these... come from?"
Wenjiu was thinking for a moment about how to explain to the Fourth Master the origin of these things, or just tell him clearly.
[Master, please be careful. We still have a mission to complete. If you talk too much and disturb Emperor Star's mood, you might get a warning from the system again!]
Wen Jiu paused in a daze: "Master, some things cannot be explained clearly in a few words, and now is not the time to explain them to you clearly. But these things were all obtained by Jiu'er in a proper way, not by stealing or robbing."
The Fourth Master was slightly stunned, and before he could say anything, he heard light footsteps coming from a distance.
"Someone's coming."
Wenjiu waved his long sleeves and put away the speakers and flashlights in front of him. He and the Fourth Master hid in the dark in the blink of an eye.
Then the sound of hustle and bustle could be heard. The Fourth Master raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that more than one person has gone up the mountain."
Wenjiu stuck his head out and glanced down, then couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"The Eighth Master has also come here with his men. Surprisingly, there are quite a few civilians following behind him."
To be precise, everyone who could make it from the southern suburbs had already headed here.
"Master, do you think that given the situation offline, should we go out?"
The Fourth Master was slightly taken aback: "You want to..."
"right."
Immediately afterwards, Wenjiu smiled and pulled the Fourth Master's hand and stood on the altar.
When the others came a little closer to Wen, he let go of the Fourth Master's hand, knelt on one knee and shouted loudly.
"The Fourth Prince, appreciating the people's hard work, went out at night to investigate the condition of the altar. Fortunately, with divine help, he repaired the altar in an instant. This is an auspicious sign, a blessing from heaven. Please pray to the Heavens on behalf of the Emperor and the people of the Qing Dynasty, praying that the Heavens will bless the Qing Dynasty with peace and prosperity."
The Ninth Master approached and, upon hearing this, immediately knelt on one knee with his men, shouting, "Please, Fourth Prince, pray to the heavens to bless our Great Qing with peace and prosperity."
As soon as these words were spoken, the officials below looked at each other, and one after another tremblingly knelt down, kowtowed and shouted together.
The people below were so excited that some even started to weep. Some even kowtowed to the Fourth Master above them while shouting, "Fourth Master! Fourth Master! Fourth Master..."
One shout became louder than the other, echoing through the sky.
The Eighth Master's face turned pale this time, and he looked up at the Fourth Master on the altar. He really couldn't understand how his fourth brother had done it.
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