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Chapter 854 Evil Ghost

Go to the capital, the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The old prime minister has been in power for nearly twenty years. With his age and the rise of the Qingguo Hou Party, his influence in the court has become increasingly weaker and weaker. Many years ago, the crowded scenes in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion have long disappeared. The neglect of the party is a true portrayal of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

This family once had a glory in the Qing Kingdom. There was a queen in the palace, and the queen gave birth to three princes. The old prime minister had a very high prestige in the court and had a lot of disciples.

But that has become history.

Six years ago, the former queen suddenly became crazy, and the emperor has been indifferent to the prime minister's clan since then. If it weren't for the fact that the prime minister did have a high prestige in the court and was protected by Shang Zhongli, the emperor even wanted to depose the prime minister.

However, the emperor's indifference to the prime minister also made the court officials realize the weakening of the prime minister's power. Throughout history, that's the case in the officialdom. When you are favored, there will definitely be a large group of people following you and will think of ways to get close to you. However, once you lose power, everyone will regard it as a broom star and avoid it.

Five years ago, the fire in Yuhan Palace, the queen and the prince were buried in the sea of ​​fire, and Concubine Lu was appointed by the new queen. The emperor was extremely obsessed with the new queen and followed the rules. The party gradually formed, and the power of the prime minister plummeted. Many officials who had once depended on the prime minister were attracted by the Qinghou using the Jin-Yuan policy. Later, the prime minister almost became a decoration in the court.

Although there is not as crowded as the market situation in the past, the old prime minister is much more comfortable, at least he has enough free time to read books and play chess every day.

The Prime Minister's Mansion has also become the least concerned mansion in Shangjing.

...

There are two houses in the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion that the Prime Minister rests on weekdays. If there is no Prime Minister's permission, no one will be able to enter without authorization.

In the quiet room, an old monk was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, his hands folded, his eyes closed, and he remained motionless.

The old monk's left hand actually had only four fingers, but this old monk was Master Xuanji who Han Mo met in Yichun County. Aunt Bi returned to life, but Master Xuanji also made an indelible contribution.

The side door was gently opened, Mo Shierlang, wearing black clothes and a silver mask on his face, came in through the side door, closed the door casually, and then came to Master Xuanji, sat cross-legged, stared at Master Xuanji for a moment, and finally said, "Master, thank you!"

Master Xuanji slowly opened his eyes, looked at Mo Shierlang, pondered for a moment, and finally said slowly: "Do you still remember your Dharma name?"

"Shan'an!" Mo Shierlang said solemnly.

Master Xuanji asked again: "But why did you give you such a magic number?"

"Be kind to others and practice Buddha with peace of mind!"

Master Xuanji nodded and sang softly: "Amitabha. Shan'an, since you know the meaning of being a teacher, you have been teaching you carefully with Buddhism over the years. Can't you eliminate the hatred in your heart? You must know that thousands of people in the world are just a dream. Love and separation, meeting with enemies and hatreds, returning to the West, are nothing like this. It's just empty words and illusions!"

Mo Shierlang lowered his head and said slowly: "I have been terrified all night in the past few years. The master said that practicing Buddhism and meditation can be free from great terror, but the disciple has never been able to eliminate the distracting thoughts in his heart."

"This is because you can't let go of your distractions in your heart, and you have not seen through the confusion of the world." Master Xuanji said peacefully: "All things have no form. If you are attached to them, then there will be demonic obstacles in your heart, and demonic obstacles are the source of great terror. For many years, you have taken you to travel around the world and see and hear from the world. Do you know why?"

Mo Shierlang raised his head, and looked at Master Xuanji under the mask, flashing, but he didn't say anything.

"You are the teacher who brings you into the world, so that you can break the world." Xuanji said calmly: "Only by looking at the world can you see through the world. But not only do you not see through the world as your teacher wishes, but you are getting deeper and deeper. All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows. Like dew and lightning, you should make such observations. If you cannot see through it, you will never be able to dispel the great terror in your heart, but instead you will be terrified and suffer all the sufferings of sins!"

Mo Shierlang reached out to grab his hair, lowered his head, and said in pain: "Master, the disciple also wants to stay away from great horror, but every night, the disciple will think of that day. It is already engraved in the disciple's bones. If the disciple cannot arouse his hatred, he will never be able to eliminate the resentment in his heart."

Master Xuanji shook his head and sighed: "Have you ever thought that the evil karma in the world originated from this. If the old hatred is gone, new hatred will be added. The hatred will continue, and the evil karma will not end. If you see through it as soon as possible, you will be able to enjoy the perfection as soon as possible and stay away from evil karma and demon obstacles. If you are obsessed with it, you will be afraid that it will be difficult to turn back then and be trapped by demon obstacles for life!"

Mo Shierlang tried his best to grab his hair, looking extremely painful. The blue veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and the blood vessels on his neck were also congested and raised, which was extremely terrifying.

Master Xuanji still sat in meditation, not moving like a mountain, closed his eyes, and chanted: "Sitting is also Zen, walking is also Zen, one flower is one world, one leaf is one Tathagata, spring comes from flowers, autumn comes from leaves wither, infinite Prajna mind is free, speech is silent, movement is still, body is natural...!"

Mo Shierlang suddenly stood up and said sternly: "Don't read it again, stop reading it again!"

Master Xuanji sighed lightly, closing his eyes without saying a word.

Mo Shierlang knelt in front of Master Xuanji, and his voice was sad: "Master, even if the disciple falls into Avici Hell, he will take revenge. Over the years, the disciple will never forget the master's kindness to his disciple. But even if the disciple recites another thousand Buddhist scriptures, it is afraid that the hatred in his heart will not be eliminated. Even if he is terrified, the disciple will go to the end." He said sadly: "I can no longer enter the three thousand worlds, but can only enter the six evil spirits and Shura Realm..."

Master Xuanji said in a deep voice: "Shan'an, Buddhist practices, and there is no fear in his skin!"

"Not afraid?" Mo Shierlang shook his head and said, "How can you not be afraid? Master and disciple will feel terrified when they see their faces. Who is not afraid of such a skin!"

He suddenly took off the silver mask from his face and showed a shocking face.

This is a ghost face from hell.

There was no complete piece of skin on the whole face, and the pits were bumpy, just like a wet mud trampled by a horse, with a sarcoma bulge, and bright red meat was even turned on in some places.

This is a face that anyone who sees will have a nightmare for the rest of their lives.

Only those pair of eyes can still show an extremely sad look.

Master Xuanji looked at the evil ghost-like face in front of him kindly and said slowly: "All things have appearances, everything is empty, the world is all illusory, and thousands of things are not the original appearance. Why do you have to be upset and be clumsy in appearance!"

Mo Shierlang slowly put on the silver mask again and shook his head and said, "Master, my disciple is destined to be unable to participate in the Buddha from that moment on. God made me like this, so that I could see my true nature clearly. My disciple's true nature is a ghost, and I have some grudges to take my life, so I must not forget it!"

Seeing that Mo Shierlang was obsessed with this, Master Xuanji shook his head and sang together, "Amitabha, how good is it!"

...

A knock on the door suddenly came from outside the door. Master Xuanji was as motionless as a mountain. But Mo Shierlang got up, left the quiet room, arrived at the hall, and then walked to the door of the hall. He heard an old voice coming from outside the door, saying, "It's me!"

Mo Shierlang opened the door bolt, and the old prime minister in a gray robe came in from outside the door. Mo Shierlang immediately tied the door and then turned around.

The old prime minister walked to the chair next to him and sat down, looking a little bad. When he saw Mo Shierlang sitting down on the chair next to him, he asked softly: "Have you not woke up yet?"

Mo Shierlang shook his head, "He was seriously injured and lost too much blood. I'm afraid it will take a while to wake up." Seeing that the old prime minister's face was not good, he couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, what's the situation outside?"

"The situation is not good!" The old prime minister shook his head and said, "The gates of various cities in Shangjing City have been blocked, and they can enter and not exit. The senior generals of Shangjing Security Battalion were either killed or imprisoned overnight. Early this morning, an order was heard from the palace that all guards of the security battalion had new generals taking office. Without any questions, it was clear that those people were from the Hou Party. Overnight, the Hou Party had already controlled the security battalion. The palace sent great masters, and the Ministry of Justice also sent a large number of servants to Beijing.

Yun Canglan is searched everywhere and wanted notices are posted everywhere. As long as Yun Canglan is caught, he will be rewarded with a thousand taels of money regardless of life or death." After a pause, he lowered his voice and said: "Yun Canglan's family and relatives in Beijing have been arrested and imprisoned. Early this morning, the Ministry of Justice seemed to have sent many people to Yun Canglan's hometown to capture the Yun family in one place. The Ministry of Revenue sent officials to seize all the Yun trade bank, and all the goods were confiscated and paid to the national treasury...!"

"That bitch is indeed cruel." Mo Shierlang sneered.

The old prime minister frowned and said, "I can't figure it out, how dare the party in the back party act so recklessly? Aren't they worried that the saint general will attack?"

Mo Shierlang said calmly: "Grandpa knows that the war ahead has stopped? The Qing army attacked Nanyang Pass and gained the upper hand, but an order was passed from the palace, so the Qing army retreated and refused to attack?"

The old prime minister nodded and said, "I naturally know about this." Then he frowned and said, "But I can't figure it out, how could the emperor issue this order? Even if that woman deceives her, the emperor will not be confused. Nanyang Pass is really important to me, Daqing, and how can it fall into the hands of the people of Wei?"

Mo Shierlang smiled faintly and said, "One thing, grandpa may have forgotten. With Shang Zhongli's character, when the Qing army was at the top of the list and he was about to take down Nanyang Pass, how could he order the troops to retreat because of an inexplicable order? This is not Shang Zhongli's character."

The old prime minister leaned on the chair, frowned and said, "I am indeed puzzled by this. The saint general is a famous general of the world. According to his nature, he will definitely deal with it with the orders of the general outside the king, but...!"
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