Bamboo horse is king

Chapter 70 Serious nonsense
Shen Jue'er and Mu Jingyuan sang together, speaking freely.

None of the courtiers dared to say anything wrong with them.

The emperor just felt helpless.

"Seventh brother! Don't go too far!" Mu Qizhen said coldly with a dark face.

Mu Jingyuan raised his eyebrows, stared at Mu Qizhen with dark and cold eyes, and said in a voice as cold as ice, "Brother, if you have time to get angry, you might as well pay more attention to your current situation."

"The Prince's Mansion is full of dangers, even the self-proclaimed Daoist Chiyuan can't protect himself. After nightfall tonight, your life is afraid..."

Mu Qizhen's face was ugly, and his heart was indescribably serious. If he couldn't move, he could only let others slaughter him.

The emperor's face also became serious, looking at the monks, pursing his lips, worrying.

No one speaks anymore.

After about half an hour.

Chi Yuan and all the guards remained motionless.

Shen Jue'er pursed her lips, she didn't come to the Prince's Mansion to listen to monks chanting scriptures.

What should be done to punish Chi Yuan's evil way?
"What's wrong?" Mu Jingyuan asked in a low voice.

The eyes of the crowd looked over.

Shen Jue'er smiled slightly, holding Mu Jingyuan's big palm, drawing and drawing on the wide palm with her white and tender fingers, and wrote down a few large characters.

"Kill Chi Yuan!"

Mu Jingyuan wrapped Shen Jue'er's little hand with his backhand, squeezed it heavily, pursed his lips and remained silent, staring into the distance with icy eyes, his face was stern.

Another half sound passed.

The eminent monk of Huguo Temple finally opened his eyes.

The emperor hurriedly stood up, and asked nervously, "Master, how is it?"

"Amitabha!" The eminent monk clasped his hands together.

"The prince's mansion is too cloudy, and the old monks have already saved the souls of the dead. I only wish the dead to rest in peace."

"Everything is a cause and effect, and everything has its own destiny."

"There is no evil spirit in the body of the benefactors, there is nothing I can do."

"As for Taoist Priest Chiyuan, who is guilty of sin, if he can escape this catastrophe, may he be merciful."

"Amitabha! Farewell, old man!"

Several eminent monks left one after another.

Chi Yuan's eyes sharpened, a few stinky monks even said that he was guilty, how would he win people's trust in the future?
The emperor looked solemnly at the court ministers, "What can you do, my love?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, speechless for a while.

Shen Jue'er quietly pinched Mu Jingyuan.

Mu Jingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and gave her a cold look. He looked at the emperor with dark eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Father, my son has a way, but..."

"What way?" The emperor asked anxiously.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Mu Jingyuan.

"My son often reads ancient books, and has seen such a situation as Taoist Chi Yuan."

"Reverend Chiyuan is a practitioner of the Tao, so he should know that all things have spirits, and all things can attain the Tao."

"People have their own ways, demons have their ways, and ghosts have their ways."

"As long as you practice well, no matter whether you are a ghost or a demon, you can have profound Taoism."

"The person who came to the Prince's Mansion last night, I don't know whether it is a ghost or a demon, but the skills are definitely superb."

"Master Chiyuan couldn't move. He must have been enchanted by a witchcraft. If you want to get rid of the witchcraft, you have to wait for death or die and live."

"How can I put it to death and live?" Chi Yuan and Mu Qizhen asked at the same time.

Mu Jingyuan's expression remained unchanged.

His previous words were all foreshadowing, and the next one was the key point.

"This king read in an ancient book that using the method of bloodletting to put people in a state of suspended animation, after two days, the sorcery will be lifted naturally."

Mu Jingyuan's words are very mysterious, if there is no previous foreshadowing, it will be very fake.

His tone was unhurried and his face was serious, which made people naturally convinced, without any doubts.

Shen Jue'er buried her head in Mu Jingyuan's chest, she really wanted to laugh!It's a waste of work, and it's hard to hold back.

Mu Jingyuan raised his hand and rubbed Shen Jue'er's head, and comforted him with a magnetic voice, "Don't be afraid! It's just bloodletting! Just close your eyes later!"

(End of this chapter)