When they left the palace, there were already twelve guards waiting outside, plus two large sedan chairs carrying twelve people.
The two of them each got on a sedan chair, and then moved forward lightly and silently. They quickly walked a mile and stopped outside the palace.
The guards outside the palace were heavily guarded, blocking their way directly. They were then asked to change to a sedan chair, which the palace guards personally carried inside.
After three miles, they came to a large hall.
Standing outside the main hall were eight guards in purple clothes with swords on their waists. They stood with their swords in hand and stared coldly at Chu Li who had stepped out of the sedan chair.
King Jing Zhao Zhenghe was a familiar person. They were unprepared. When they saw Chu Li, they couldn't help but tense up. The veins on the hand holding the sword stood out, ready to draw the sword and stab him at any time.
Chu Li smiled, and the warmth spread.
The veins on the hands of the eight guards disappeared, and their hostility was gone. However, their eyes were still fixed on Chu Li, not daring to be careless.
They didn't feel hostility, but instead felt friendly. They couldn't help but want to loosen the hand holding the sword, but their reason stopped them.
Chu Li tithes and then stands where he is.
Zhao Zhenghe said in a deep voice: "If you go and pass the message, I'm sure the holy monk will arrive."
A chamberlain not far ahead said: "Yes, Your Majesty."
He has a chubby face, a kind face, and a smiling face, which makes people inexplicably like him.
Zhao Zhenghe turned around and said: "Master, my father is very kind."
Chu Li laughed.
Zhao Zhenghe said: "But we can't relax just because our father is kind."
Chu Li nodded.
"Declaration is like entering the palace!" a chamberlain shouted from a distance, which was heard very far in the empty palace.
Chu Li and Zhao Zhenghe looked at each other and slowly entered the hall.
As soon as you enter the main hall, you feel like you have stepped into the lake.
The ground was bright and swaying, but it was because it was clean and shiny, and looked like a lake.
Four guards stood at the foot of the steps in the middle of the hall. There was a book table on the nine steps. Behind the table sat an old man with white beard and eyebrows. He was dressed in a bright yellow gown and had a clear face. He looked over with piercing eyes, as if he wanted to see through people's hearts.
Standing next to him was an old man in blue, with white hair and a boyish face. He looked a bit older than him, looking at the two of them kindly.
The two of them came to a stop ten meters away from the steps. Two guards were already standing in front of them, standing with their swords in hand, staring at Chu Li closely, ready to make an attack at any time.
"Father." Zhao Zhenghe cupped his fists and saluted: "Master is here."
Chu Lihe bowed and said with a smile: "This young monk must have seen Your Majesty before."
The large round xuankong mirror could clearly see the surroundings, looking down at the entire palace, and secretly admired that it was really heavily guarded, and there was an invisible force blocking his view. He could only see the outline, but not the details.
It was as if there was a layer of water curtain, vague and shadowy, but you could feel the underlying cold aura, which was obviously caused by the guards.
"Divine Monk Dingru?" Emperor Yu Zhao Yancheng looked at Chu Li and sneered: "Hey!"
Chu Lihe smiled: "It's the young monk."
"The so-called divine monk is said to be able to bring the dead back to life." Zhao Yancheng stood up from behind the case, walked down the steps with his hands behind his back, and came to Chu Li. Two guards followed him, their whole bodies tense.
Chu Li smiled and nodded without denying it.
"Can you really bring the dead back to life?" Zhao Yancheng snorted, his eyes flashing like a tiger trying to bite people.
His body is thin, but his momentum is amazing.
Chu Li said: "It depends on the chance. If there is really no merit and virtue, life has expired, and there is nothing the monk can do."
"Hey, you monks always have a way to excuse yourself!" Zhao Yancheng sneered.
Chu Li smiled and said nothing and did not refute.
"Father!" Zhao Zhenghe said unconvinced: "That is certain. Cheng Hao's incident may have been a fake death, but the death of the princess did not last for a while. It is absolutely inevitable. I am not stupid!"
"If you're not stupid, who is stupid?" Zhao Yancheng glared at him.
Zhao Zhenghe took a deep breath unconvinced.
Zhao Yancheng waved his hand: "Shut up!"
Zhao Zhenghe was even more unconvinced.
Zhao Yancheng said: "Well, if you have magical powers, we might as well try it on the spot. You will be like a master. Do you dare?"
Chu Li smiled and said, "How dare you disobey His Majesty's orders?"
"Okay!" Zhao Yancheng said, stroking his palms: "Gu Yuanhe!"
The old man beside him bowed and said: "Yes!"
He left the hall and came in quickly, followed by several guards. At the same time, four young men were tied in. They were tied up and looked numb, as if they were walking zombies.
As soon as they entered the hall, they stopped. Gu Yuanhe bowed and said: "Your Majesty, everyone is here!"
Zhao Yancheng lowered his head and looked at Chu Li: "Master Dingru, these four are death row prisoners. I want to kill them on the spot. Can you make them come back to life? If you can do it, then I will believe in your magical power. If you can't do it,
If you arrive, then get out of the capital obediently!"
Chu Li smiled and glanced at the four young people.
He pointed with his left hand: "Among the four of us, this little monk is powerless."
"You can't save him?" Zhao Yancheng asked: "Why?"
Chu Li said: "This man is full of evil and has no merits in his life. He only has evil deeds. It can be said that there is no place in the world. The young monk will never save such a person. If the young monk is not mistaken, he has one hundred and thirty-one things in his hand."
Human lives.”
Zhao Yancheng raised his eyebrows: "He killed so many people?"
Chu Li said solemnly: "It is really wrong to keep such a person alive. We must punish him as soon as possible!"
"Don't you Buddhists emphasize compassion, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately?" Zhao Yancheng snorted.
Chu Li shook his head: "Your Majesty has misunderstood. We are not blindly merciful. Although this person is in human form, he is actually a demon. Buddhism also requires a vajra with angry eyes to subjugate demons."
Zhao Yancheng looked at Gu Yuanhe.
Gu Yuanhe bowed and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, this person's name is Sheng Tianmang. He is a criminal thief who commits all kinds of crimes including robbery and robbery."
"Hmm." Zhao Yancheng nodded: "What about the remaining three?"
Chu Li lowered his head and said: "Everyone can be saved."
Zhao Yancheng hummed: "They have all committed capital crimes, so they can be saved?"
Chu Li said: "Although this man killed someone, he was an evil person. He also had profound merits. He obviously did a lot of good deeds in his daily life and had good intentions. He should not die like this."
Zhao Yancheng glanced at Gu Yuanhe.
Gu Yuanhe said: "Your Majesty, this is Li Jikun, who killed a bully in the same village. It's a pity that the murderer deserves his life, and he is still guilty of death."
"Killing people indiscriminately, where will the court and government be?" Zhao Yancheng snorted.
Chu Li said: "Although the remaining two have also killed people, they both have merit and virtue, and they have not completely offset it."
Zhao Yancheng snorted: "In that case, don't kill that guy, kill the other three!"
Gu Yuanhe hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's better to avoid it."
"Am I still afraid of killing people?" Zhao Yancheng said angrily: "Meng Qing, take off the heads of these three guys!"
"Yes!" A middle-aged guard said solemnly, cupping his fists.
Gu Yuanhe waved his hand, and a guard took Sheng Tianmang out. Only three people were left. The guard Meng Qing came to the three of them.
The faces of the three young men were all numb, as if they had lost their sense of the outside world.
"Ding..." There was a clear cry like a dragon's roar, and a cold light flashed across the necks of the three of them like a horse.
The three heads immediately rolled to the ground, blood spurting out like pillars.