Four Hundred and Four: Move the Capital to Chenzhou (10)

Monk Liao Chen did not mind Zhang Ping's doubts and continued, "I am an outsider and should not interfere in the affairs of the world of mortals. Lie Δ Wenwang Ww W. Lie Wen. CC But the evildoers caused trouble and stole the country's destiny, causing Natural disasters have multiplied, and even with this earthquake, people all over the world have lost their lives due to the greed of monsters. Monsters steal not only the destiny of a country, but also the destiny of the people. You should be able to understand if you have learned some magic. "

Wei Ci was frightened several times by Liao Chen, and now his mind was much clearer.

"Who is that monster?"

Liao Chen shook his head and said, "I don't know. This monster is so cunning that he still doesn't know his true appearance."

Wei Ci said in horror, "How dare this evildoer do this..."

He has studied mystical arts, and naturally knows some heresies. Stealing and transferring luck are all evil arts, and almost no one ends up well.

Stealing even a little bit can lead to the death of the whole family, but...

Wei Ci closed his eyes and carefully recalled the successive disasters in Dongqing over the years. Compared with the situation in the previous life, there were at least 30% more disasters. Coupled with this huge earthquake, he simply could not imagine how much Dongqing's national destiny had been stolen. How much of the people's luck has been stolen.

It's incredible that he can still be alive and kicking after stealing so much.

Dongqing's vitality is almost real, but he can still survive for seven or eight years. But looking at the current situation, he may not be able to survive for two or three years.

The ability to check a country's destiny is something that only a powerful person can do.

The old monk in front of me is probably a truly enlightened person.

"In fact, I was aware of it more than ten years ago. At that time, the national luck in Dongqing was weakening faster and the luck was getting thinner."

A country will perish, either today or tomorrow. Liao Chen doesn't value this at all.

People outside the country always don't like to interfere in worldly affairs, and they will be in the debt of karma.

However, this stealing monster had sinister intentions. When Monk Chen made up his mind to catch it, he found that the monster was acting strangely and could not find any trace at all. The other party robbed Dongqing and left a mess, but made innocent people bear the consequences.

"Even with master's level of cultivation, he can't catch that evil spirit?"

Wei Ci frowned, worried.

“Nothing can be done.

"Monk Liaochen shook his head helplessly, "But it was this earthquake that gave me some clues. The luck of the next Ziwei Emperor Star has also been stolen a little, but everything the Emperor Star does is in compliance with God's will, and it should have grown..."

Wei Ci's face suddenly turned pale, and he understood who the Ziwei Emperor Star in Chen's mouth was.

According to what he meant, could it be that the evil spirit was targeting her?

Although Ziwei Emperor Qi was just a mysterious and mysterious thing, Wei Ci knew that lacking it at certain times would be really fatal.

For example, if you have advantages such as the right location and people, but lack the critical "timing", what kind of stupid feeling is that?

Luck is sometimes part of strength.

Wei Ci knew that that person was capable, had a good temperament, and had good means, but if he lost miserably because his luck was weaker than the other person's, it would be an unfair defeat.

"What does Master mean by this...that evil spirit is lurking around Lan Ting now?"

"Well, I realized this, so I hurried north to tell Liu Langjun to be careful. It's just..." Liao Chen suddenly smiled bitterly, "It's just that Langjun is full of evil spirits, not to mention evil, even if he is threatening his life If a ghost comes, I'm afraid I'll turn around and run away."

Monk Liao Chen discovered that Jiang Pengji's Imperial Qi decreased inexplicably, and then steadily increased after a period of time.

He made a calculation with great effort and found that this person's fate was several times worse than that of Prime Minister Huangfu of the previous dynasty.

If the evil spirit really targets her, I'm afraid she won't be able to please her.

Speaking of which... the fate of the young man in front of me seems to be the same as that of Prime Minister Huangfu?

No wonder, this man has a mortal connection with Liu Langjun.

Fight evil against evil, and make a pair.

Harm each other and save the common people.

Amitabha!

Good! Good!

Monk Liao Chen recited the Buddha's name in his heart, and showed a compassionate look on his face, as if the light of the Buddha was shining behind him.

"So, I am preparing to go back."

Everyone is fine, so why bother going to the earthquake-stricken area?

Wei Ci was speechless.

"While passing by this place, I saw a phoenix that was about to fall and was dying. I knew it was a little friend, so I came to visit."

After Monk Liaochen finished speaking, he looked at Wei Ci silently.

If this person dies, the real dragon will be left alone. Even if he can found a country but has no inheritance, it is equivalent to ruining a dynasty.

Enlightenment of this person's depression is equivalent to saving his life. It indirectly affects the fate of a country but does not affect the cause and effect.

Beautiful.

For an expert like Monk Liao Chen, nothing is more attractive than merit.

Wei Ci was reserved by nature, but after Monk Luochen said this, his cheeks turned red, not because of the fever, but because of embarrassment.

At this moment, he was really glad that he was seriously ill, otherwise he would not be able to see anyone.

Liao Chen said, "Ziwei Emperor Xing is fine over there. My little friend should take good care of his health and don't think too much."

"Thank you, Master."

As if a huge boulder had been lifted off, Wei Ci felt that his whole body felt lighter.

Seeing that his brows were still tired, Monk Liaochen made a gesture to say goodbye. Zhang Ping stood up to see him off. His expression was extremely tangled along the way.

Monk Liao Chen thanked the farm owner for the two cooking cakes and the filled water bag, and accepted the bamboo hat and wooden staff from the young novice.

"Donor, take your leave." Monk Liaochen was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, Master—" Zhang Ping stopped him and asked hesitantly, "Zixiao...is he Feng Ming?"

Since ancient times, has there ever been a man who became the queen?

Master Liaochen said, "The phoenix is ​​a male bird."

So, there is nothing wrong with the phoenix's fate.

Zhang Ping's expression became more and more entangled, but he still did not get to the bottom of it. Instead, he went back to take care of the patient with a lot of worries.

When Zhang Ping walked away, the little monk looked up in confusion and asked, "Abbot, why did the donor look so uneasy?"

Liaochen said seriously, "It's because I'm surprised by what I've seen."

The little monk seemed to understand but not quite.

Liaochen said again, "When you walk through thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with your feet in the future, and see the sufferings of the world with your eyes, you will naturally be used to it."

Zhang Ping felt that his three views were severely reshaped. After a few days, Wei Ci had already recovered from his illness, and he was getting entangled.

In addition, Jiang Pengji led the people to Xiangyang County and encountered many mobs along the way, but how could the unorganized and undisciplined mobs compare with the well-equipped imperial army and the strong and capable troops?

With nearly 20,000 people, the progress was naturally slow. Jiang Pengji was not in a hurry. She walked during the day, rested on time for three meals, and camped on the spot at night. Even the elderly and children could easily keep up with the team, and none of the injured people were left behind.

Another night of camping, the troops sent to Xiangyang County to lead the way came back in a mess.

Jiang Pengji learned the news and hurriedly sent someone to report.

When she heard it, she almost exploded.

"What?" Jiang Pengji's voice suddenly rose, "Which bastard did you say occupied my Xiangyang County?"

Facing the furious Jiang Pengji, the troops trembled and answered, "Yes, it was a blue-clothed army! Gathered nearly 10,000 rioters!"