Thinking of this, Princess Qingyang bit her lip unconsciously. She was originally reluctant to go to that shabby temple so early in the morning, but she couldn't persuade An Mengran, so she followed her.
Ruan Zhixiao watched the backs of his mother and sister leaving, and then grabbed a servant in the Shufei Palace to ask.
"Did they go to Panyang Temple?"
Although Panyang Temple was not far from the capital, Ruan Xiaozhi was still worried that something might happen to the two of them. Fortunately, he had nothing to do today, so he changed into casual clothes and followed them.
Just as Concubine Shu and Princess Qingyang were about to arrive at Panyang Temple, Han Xiangxu gave an order, and the mountain torrent that had been blocked and accumulated overnight rushed to the bottom of the mountain as the obstacles were removed, constantly washing away the surrounding soil and short and thin trees.
For a moment, the people in the temple felt that something was rolling down from the top of the mountain. However, when Panyang Temple was built, a very thick and high retaining wall was built to cover it. Therefore, no matter how big the mountain torrent was, the people in the temple were not panicked at all. Instead, the soil around Panyang Temple had been washed away.
Before An Mengran knew what was going on, she saw corpse after corpse being pushed down from the mountainside by the water and mud. She was instantly frightened and turned pale. Princess Qingyang, who was standing by, was so frightened when she saw the corpses with their intestines disemboweled that her legs went weak.
Ruan Xiaozhi, who was accompanying them, was also shocked for a long time when he saw this scene, and then hurriedly ordered his servants to settle Concubine Shu and Princess Qingyang.
Then someone in the crowd recognized Ruan Xiaozhi's identity, causing the surrounding people to kowtow to him.
There was even a woman who was crying so hard that she almost fainted while holding the corpse whose intestines had been disemboweled.
"Mengmeng, my dear Mengmeng, you came to the temple to play a few days ago, but now your heart has been cut out. Mengmeng, if you die, how can I live?"
"Your Highness the Second Prince, please give me justice."
Seeing that corpses continued to be washed out from the mud around Panyang Temple, Ruan Xiaozhi quickly realized that something was wrong with the temple.
Ruan Xiaozhi looked at the large number of people kneeling around him and couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
Isn't this the best opportunity for him to win the hearts of the people?
Thinking of this, Ruan Xiaozhi helped up the woman in coarse linen clothes in front of him and comforted her: "Please rest assured, and please rest assured everyone present, I will give you justice!"
Sure enough, in a short period of time, Nguyen Hieu Tri gained a lot of support from the people.
"Host, this is bad, it's not a good thing to host, something big has happened"!
A novice monk ran to the meditation room in a panic, only to see the old abbot still leisurely gnawing on a chicken leg.
"It's becoming more and more unruly!"
The old abbot glared at the young monk, then waved his hand impatiently, "I'm busy now."
"Master, all those corpses were washed out by the mountain torrents, and the temple is in complete chaos"!
"What!"
The old host was so panicked that his hands were shaking. He hurriedly packed up the gold and silver jewelry under the bed and was about to run out, but was stopped by Ruan Xiaozhi who came over.
"Host, where are you going?"
The old host was holding a large bag of gold, silver and treasures, and looked at Ruan Xiaozhi who was approaching step by step with dissatisfaction.
"Who are you? If you have nothing to do, please don't block my way."
However, just as the old host finished speaking, a sword was pressed against his neck.
"How dare you, bald donkey, be rude to the second prince!"
The old abbot quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, and gold, silver and treasures scattered all over the ground, causing the surrounding people to shout and curse.
"Tell me, who gave you the courage to kill hundreds of children?"
Seeing this, two figures in the crowd quietly left.
Han Shijun took a sip of tea and quickly described what he had seen today in vivid detail.
"At that time, the people around wanted to skin that old bald donkey alive."
When Han Xinyu heard this, she couldn't help but shed tears for the children who died in vain.
[He helped the dog emperor do such a heartless thing. Not to mention skinning that old bald donkey, even if he was ground into ashes and his soul was taken to the underworld and fried eight hundred times, it would not satisfy me.]
No one in the Han family commented on Han Xinyu's remarks.
As a Buddhist, the old abbot not only lacks benevolence and kindness, but also uses the important Buddhist place as a cover to do such despicable things, which is truly disgusting to the world. What is even more chilling is that only because of the selfishness of the superiors, so many lives are lost.
Ruan Changtian is truly unworthy of being the Lord of Daqi!
"According to the spy who just came back, no matter how severely Nguyen Hiao Chi tortured the old host, he still refused to reveal the mastermind behind the incident. In the end, he bit his tongue and committed suicide, and no clues were obtained from him."
The Han family also felt that the host was truly guilty. He knew that he would die, but in the end he did not reveal any information to Ruan Xiaozhi. How could he be unworthy of the hundreds of innocent children who died in vain?
The old host really didn't dare to reveal that Ruan Changtian was the mastermind behind the entire incident.
Han Xinyu lowered his eyes in thought, and then continued to review the details in the book.
Seeing that Han Xinyu didn't continue talking, the family pricked up their ears, wanting to see what other key information Han Xinyu could reveal.
Because the old host knew that once he revealed that this was instructed by Ruan Changtian, the evil sect would definitely find a way to lock his soul in a small space, making him unable to reincarnate forever.
The Han family members widened their eyes at this moment, and even the water that Han Shijun had just poured into his mouth was held in his mouth, for fear that he would miss some key information if he swallowed it.
This is really strange. It's clearly a simple ancient Chinese novel, but upon closer inspection, there are so many strange things. Could it be that the author made a mistake in the classification?
What's with the simple ancient sayings? This is clearly a profound metaphysics. There aren't a lot of demons and monsters in it, are there? No wonder I just arrived here and for the first time emphasized that Daqi is a country that attaches great importance to Taoism. This is clearly a metaphysical text, no doubt.
From Han Xinyu's chatter, everyone found some useful knowledge points.
First, the demon Taoist has great magical powers and can even try to control the whereabouts of a person's soul after death.
Second, the world they live in might be in a space wrapped in a barrier, and outside of that space is an unknown place, where there might be countless monsters and demons.
Han Haiyang panicked for the first time and took several gulps of tea before he calmed down.
In his entire life, this was the first time he had heard of such terrifying things as demons and monsters.
He originally thought that these strange things only existed in storybooks.
But when I heard Xinyu say that the old Taoist had a way to imprison people's souls after death, I felt that things like demons and monsters were so real for the first time.
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