There was a lot of mourning sounds everywhere in the Buddha Bone Temple, and the monks and pilgrims rescued the injured who were affected by the collapse of the temple.
More people spontaneously sorted out the collapsed Buddhist temple and hurriedly dragged out some of the flesh-body Bodhisattvas pressing down on them.
Among the panic crowd, no one noticed the black spindle that had rolled to the corner of the wall.
Two pointed cones with blood were stretched out, picking up the spindle that no one cares about like chopsticks.
Li Huowang, who had a slightly frown, looked at him carefully, what Zhuge Yuan gave him before.
This spindle is made of a waxy old bone with large ends and narrow middle. It looks like the scratches on it are old.
The extremely black threads are tightly wrapped around them to form a ball of thread, making the entire spindle worthy of its name, like a hammer head without a handle.
What is this thing?The first question popped up in Li Huowang's mind, and then the second question is, will this thing have any hidden dangers?
Zhuge Yuan's kindness to him again appeared in his mind. If he was the one who made money by killing him, then his strength should be far above him. If he wanted to deal with him, he would have no backhand power at all.
Li Huowang took the torture awl and clamped the bone spindle, sat on the steps beside him, and started to sort out his clues from scratch.Zhuge Yuan... Zhuge Yuan...
First of all, it is certain that from the shocked attitude of the dead eunuch who learned Zhuge Yuan's name, it can be seen that Zhuge Yuan should have come from some other forces, and this force is very strong, at least stronger than the previous Zhengde Temple and An Ci'an.
The cause of this incident was because of the three parties robbing the heart turbidity, the Jiantiansi, and Zhuge Yuan. The final outcome was already known. Zhuge Yuan killed the money and bypassed the record, and finally grabbed the heart turbidity and became the winner of this incident.
Li Huowang has been in this ghost place for so long, and he knows the weight of the Jiantiansi. Such an existence would actually be afraid of Zhuge Yuan. It was really hard for him to imagine how powerful Zhuge Yuan was.
And he also has the ability of Zhuge Yuan. Although Zhuge Yuan dressed up as a scholar, he could get rich by just a scholar.
Li Huowang remembered the words he had asked him before.
Our family asks you, do you have any strange things when you go to the Buddha Bone Temple?Has anyone done something ridiculous but very reasonable?
This is what he said before, but Li Huowang couldn't understand what it means to be ridiculous and reasonable?What does this have to do with Zhuge Yuan? Why did he scare him like that?
Li Huowang closed his eyes and read all the things in this Buddha Bone Temple in his mind again. If it could be called ridiculous but very reasonable, it would be that Xincai suddenly framed himself as if he had forgotten.
I am confused and contempt may be a sloppy person, but when I am always ambushed, I still have to do something to myself. It seems a bit strange.
And before, when he pretended to be his own, Xincai could say that Li Huowang was another accomplice, and the two of them were playing a double act.
But he didn't say that, but he was like a young boy, without any excuses, and just let it go.
Li Huowang, sitting on the stairs, was sorting out inch by inch, but the more he thought about it, the more he was doubtful.
Is this Zhuge Yuan’s ability?Can he change a person's behavior without others' awareness?What kind of magical power is this?Is it a way to control your mind?Li Huowang was randomly guessing.
Wait, since he can control others, why didn’t he use it to me before?
If he really has this special magical power, there is no need to talk nonsense to himself if he wants to achieve any goal. Just control himself to do whatever he wants.
Unless... Li Huowang's pupils shrank slightly and his heart beat faster.Unless he has no purpose.
Thinking of this, Li Huowang looked down at the spindle in front of him again.
Then why did he give me this?Is he kind-hearted?Look at me, do you want to help me?How is this possible!This is illogical!There is no such a good person in this world!I don't believe it!He must have something else to do with me!
At this moment, the monk on the side walked over from the side with an hallucination and said with a strange expression: Taoist priest, you can't say that. I am a monk just to do good deeds. And isn't that Master Jingxin good person?
Li Huowang stood there for a long time after hearing this, and thought about it until his head was swollen and he couldn't come up with anything.
Li Huowang shook his head hard and sighed deeply. He had long been accustomed to malice, and now Li Huowang is even more afraid of kindness.
He would rather Zhuge Yuan do it directly to himself like others, no matter whether he was dead or alive in the end, at least he would not be as entangled as he is now.
Namo Amitabha, this donor, I am polite.When Li Huowang looked up, he saw an old monk wearing a cassock standing in front of him with compassion.
Donor, I know that doing big things is not about minor details, and I also know that the Jiantiansi has lofty ambitions, but please don’t just increase the sins of killing, because you, five Buddhist disciples in this temple have passed away.The old monk with his hands folded down and knelt down at Li Huowang.
Looking at the nine scars on his head, Li Huowang stood up with his knees and turned around and walked towards the entrance of the Buddha Bone Temple.Another good person?Maybe, but I still can't believe it.
When he walked out of the Buddha Bone Temple, Li Huowang had already thought of the next countermeasures. Instead of staying here and making random guesses, it would be better to think about asking something from Jixiang. What is Zhuge Yuan's origin? The old eunuch must know!
After figuring out the origin of this man, think about how to deal with this spindle!
Li Huowang lowered his head and wrapped the spindle firmly in the cowhide bag used to release the torture instruments, and turned his body to the horse.
Dada~ The horse's hooves with horseshoes kept rising and falling, bringing up and down the mud on the ground.
The cold rain crackled and hit the horse's back, and also hit Li Huowang's face.
Li Huowang looked up at the gloomy sky above his head, and then continued to look at the increasingly muddy dirt road in front of him.
Before I came, I came by a carriage. I was not afraid of rain but cloudless. But when I rode back, the day was like a leak and I never stopped for a moment.
It was already late at night and it was raining again. We shouldn't have been able to get on the horse, but it was even worse if we stopped and were wet by the rain. Li Huowang now needs to find a place to shelter from the rain as soon as possible.
When he saw a flag with the word "一" shaking left and right under the erosion of the rain, Li Huowang's eyes lit up, stepped on the saddle with his left foot, turned over and dismounted, and broke in.
The post station is a place for Daliang to convey military information and officials to eat, board and change horses on the way.
When the post officer yawned and opened the door with a lantern, he saw the Jiantian Si waist sign on his face.
The half-dream and half-awake official suddenly felt aroused all over and woke up completely.
After a while, the groom woke up and took Li Huowong's horse away, offering it to her as her own father.
The chef also woke up, and all the dishes that could be taken out in the inn were brought to Li Huowang's guest room.
More people spontaneously sorted out the collapsed Buddhist temple and hurriedly dragged out some of the flesh-body Bodhisattvas pressing down on them.
Among the panic crowd, no one noticed the black spindle that had rolled to the corner of the wall.
Two pointed cones with blood were stretched out, picking up the spindle that no one cares about like chopsticks.
Li Huowang, who had a slightly frown, looked at him carefully, what Zhuge Yuan gave him before.
This spindle is made of a waxy old bone with large ends and narrow middle. It looks like the scratches on it are old.
The extremely black threads are tightly wrapped around them to form a ball of thread, making the entire spindle worthy of its name, like a hammer head without a handle.
What is this thing?The first question popped up in Li Huowang's mind, and then the second question is, will this thing have any hidden dangers?
Zhuge Yuan's kindness to him again appeared in his mind. If he was the one who made money by killing him, then his strength should be far above him. If he wanted to deal with him, he would have no backhand power at all.
Li Huowang took the torture awl and clamped the bone spindle, sat on the steps beside him, and started to sort out his clues from scratch.Zhuge Yuan... Zhuge Yuan...
First of all, it is certain that from the shocked attitude of the dead eunuch who learned Zhuge Yuan's name, it can be seen that Zhuge Yuan should have come from some other forces, and this force is very strong, at least stronger than the previous Zhengde Temple and An Ci'an.
The cause of this incident was because of the three parties robbing the heart turbidity, the Jiantiansi, and Zhuge Yuan. The final outcome was already known. Zhuge Yuan killed the money and bypassed the record, and finally grabbed the heart turbidity and became the winner of this incident.
Li Huowang has been in this ghost place for so long, and he knows the weight of the Jiantiansi. Such an existence would actually be afraid of Zhuge Yuan. It was really hard for him to imagine how powerful Zhuge Yuan was.
And he also has the ability of Zhuge Yuan. Although Zhuge Yuan dressed up as a scholar, he could get rich by just a scholar.
Li Huowang remembered the words he had asked him before.
Our family asks you, do you have any strange things when you go to the Buddha Bone Temple?Has anyone done something ridiculous but very reasonable?
This is what he said before, but Li Huowang couldn't understand what it means to be ridiculous and reasonable?What does this have to do with Zhuge Yuan? Why did he scare him like that?
Li Huowang closed his eyes and read all the things in this Buddha Bone Temple in his mind again. If it could be called ridiculous but very reasonable, it would be that Xincai suddenly framed himself as if he had forgotten.
I am confused and contempt may be a sloppy person, but when I am always ambushed, I still have to do something to myself. It seems a bit strange.
And before, when he pretended to be his own, Xincai could say that Li Huowang was another accomplice, and the two of them were playing a double act.
But he didn't say that, but he was like a young boy, without any excuses, and just let it go.
Li Huowang, sitting on the stairs, was sorting out inch by inch, but the more he thought about it, the more he was doubtful.
Is this Zhuge Yuan’s ability?Can he change a person's behavior without others' awareness?What kind of magical power is this?Is it a way to control your mind?Li Huowang was randomly guessing.
Wait, since he can control others, why didn’t he use it to me before?
If he really has this special magical power, there is no need to talk nonsense to himself if he wants to achieve any goal. Just control himself to do whatever he wants.
Unless... Li Huowang's pupils shrank slightly and his heart beat faster.Unless he has no purpose.
Thinking of this, Li Huowang looked down at the spindle in front of him again.
Then why did he give me this?Is he kind-hearted?Look at me, do you want to help me?How is this possible!This is illogical!There is no such a good person in this world!I don't believe it!He must have something else to do with me!
At this moment, the monk on the side walked over from the side with an hallucination and said with a strange expression: Taoist priest, you can't say that. I am a monk just to do good deeds. And isn't that Master Jingxin good person?
Li Huowang stood there for a long time after hearing this, and thought about it until his head was swollen and he couldn't come up with anything.
Li Huowang shook his head hard and sighed deeply. He had long been accustomed to malice, and now Li Huowang is even more afraid of kindness.
He would rather Zhuge Yuan do it directly to himself like others, no matter whether he was dead or alive in the end, at least he would not be as entangled as he is now.
Namo Amitabha, this donor, I am polite.When Li Huowang looked up, he saw an old monk wearing a cassock standing in front of him with compassion.
Donor, I know that doing big things is not about minor details, and I also know that the Jiantiansi has lofty ambitions, but please don’t just increase the sins of killing, because you, five Buddhist disciples in this temple have passed away.The old monk with his hands folded down and knelt down at Li Huowang.
Looking at the nine scars on his head, Li Huowang stood up with his knees and turned around and walked towards the entrance of the Buddha Bone Temple.Another good person?Maybe, but I still can't believe it.
When he walked out of the Buddha Bone Temple, Li Huowang had already thought of the next countermeasures. Instead of staying here and making random guesses, it would be better to think about asking something from Jixiang. What is Zhuge Yuan's origin? The old eunuch must know!
After figuring out the origin of this man, think about how to deal with this spindle!
Li Huowang lowered his head and wrapped the spindle firmly in the cowhide bag used to release the torture instruments, and turned his body to the horse.
Dada~ The horse's hooves with horseshoes kept rising and falling, bringing up and down the mud on the ground.
The cold rain crackled and hit the horse's back, and also hit Li Huowang's face.
Li Huowang looked up at the gloomy sky above his head, and then continued to look at the increasingly muddy dirt road in front of him.
Before I came, I came by a carriage. I was not afraid of rain but cloudless. But when I rode back, the day was like a leak and I never stopped for a moment.
It was already late at night and it was raining again. We shouldn't have been able to get on the horse, but it was even worse if we stopped and were wet by the rain. Li Huowang now needs to find a place to shelter from the rain as soon as possible.
When he saw a flag with the word "一" shaking left and right under the erosion of the rain, Li Huowang's eyes lit up, stepped on the saddle with his left foot, turned over and dismounted, and broke in.
The post station is a place for Daliang to convey military information and officials to eat, board and change horses on the way.
When the post officer yawned and opened the door with a lantern, he saw the Jiantian Si waist sign on his face.
The half-dream and half-awake official suddenly felt aroused all over and woke up completely.
After a while, the groom woke up and took Li Huowong's horse away, offering it to her as her own father.
The chef also woke up, and all the dishes that could be taken out in the inn were brought to Li Huowang's guest room.
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