Quick Wear: BE cannon fodder does not follow the routine

Chapter 645: Abandoned Son - Hegemony (9)

After returning to the East Palace, Wu Dejing locked himself in the room, wondering whether that woman was her.

"At that time, Ye Shiqi was sent by me to Xigua to hunt down the rebels. It couldn't have been her."

The plague broke out in the border area between Xigua, Qianxin Dynasty and Wu Dynasty. At the beginning, Qianxin Dynasty was the most threatened, and Wu Dynasty took this opportunity to attack the northern part of Qianxin Dynasty.

The woman who solved the plague treated everyone equally, and all the plagues in the Three Kingdoms were solved. What kind of righteous woman was this to abandon the restrictions of her country and only have the people of the world in her heart.

The men tried to figure out who that woman was. Since she was not Bai Heqi, what she said in Xinchao Prison might be false.

Even if it was true, it was possible that the woman had pawned her belongings, and Ye Shiqi just happened to buy something similar.

"Who are you?" Wu Dejing muttered to himself. When they were infected with the plague, even the consultants they sought were helpless against the plague.

The medical skills are far superior to those of the consultant. There are only a few people like her in this world, and she is a woman, so the scope is much smaller.

Apart from Ye Shiqi and the deceased Baicao Gu...could it be that Xuwuzi is a woman?

Thinking of this, Wu Dejing felt that finding the Void Seed might be able to solve the mystery. In the past, people with excellent medical skills would know each other, and the same went for that woman.

"Master, the master is here." A loud and urgent shout came from the guards outside the study.

"Pass it quickly!" Wu Dejing, who was in the room, was delighted when he heard this, and an excitement that was difficult to conceal appeared on his face.

He stood up quickly and walked out of the study door in a hurry.

As soon as he walked out of the palace gate, Wu Dejing saw a white-bearded and white-browed monk wearing a cassock and holding a Zen stick standing in front of him.

The old monk had a kind face, bright eyes, and exuded an otherworldly aura.

Wu Dejing hurried forward, bowed deeply to the old monk, and said respectfully: "Master, I am very sorry to have you come here this time."

The old monk smiled and returned the greeting, then said slowly, "Your Highness, you are too kind. The evildoers are rampant now. If we cannot eradicate them, I am afraid they will bring endless disasters to our country."

Wood nodded, looking worried, and then asked, "Master, have you noticed anything strange about that woman?"

The old monk clasped his hands together, narrowed his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "This is due to the cycle of cause and effect. I think everything in this world has a destiny, and that woman must have been burdened with many injustices. These tens of thousands of wronged souls cannot rest in peace, and they urgently need to be liberated to cleanse the injustices they have suffered. Only in this way can this disaster be resolved."

"Thank you, Master. What you said is absolutely right." Wu Dejing bowed slightly and said sincerely.

The old monk put his hands together and said slowly, "Your Highness, after this disaster, I believe you have made some progress in identifying people and things. As the saying goes, what you see may not be true, and what you hear may not be false. The fate of the world is determined by heaven. Even if the destined people are separated now, they will meet again in the future. Why force them to be together at the same time?"

Wu Dejing bowed deeply again and said gratefully: "Thank you very much for your guidance. This experience is like an epiphany, it has opened my eyes."

After this ordeal, he became more determined to protect the common people and all people in the world!

They are all innocent people and they really shouldn't lose their precious lives because of the selfishness and power struggles of those in power!

At this time, a solemn altar had been quietly set up in front of the main hall.

The old monk stood steadily in front of the stage, muttering something and tapping the wooden fish in his hand rhythmically.

Along with the clear sound of wooden fish, the sound of scriptures spread out slowly, echoing throughout the temple, making people feel awe. Everyone present held their breath and watched the scene in front of them quietly.

A moment later, the talisman paper that was originally lying quietly on the altar and covered with vermilion talismans suddenly flew into the air, like a nimble butterfly dancing.

At the same time, billowing black smoke suddenly emerged from the surroundings and spread rapidly like ink.

Wu Dejing was shocked and looked carefully, and found that wisps of black smoke were continuously coming out of his forehead, as if being pulled by a mysterious force.

When the black smoke from all directions was about to gather on the talisman in the center, the old monk's forehead was already covered with sweat. His eyes were determined, and the blackened talisman was ignited with flames.

After the blazing flames gradually died down, everyone was surprised to find that the black smoke that had been lingering around the other people had disappeared without a trace.

However, what was shocking was that only the center of Wu Dejing's forehead was still emitting billowing black smoke, as if there was no end.

The old monk who had been calm and composed all this time suddenly changed his expression. He felt a sweetness in his throat, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

"Master! What happened to you?" Seeing this, the people around were all shocked and rushed forward to support the staggering old monk.

The old monk endured the discomfort in his body, took a deep breath and said slowly: "I have been practicing for decades, and I have never seen such a horrible retribution from heaven! If it weren't for the heinous crimes and the great evil, how could someone suffer such torture?"

As he spoke, he looked meaningfully at Wu Dejing, who was standing beside him with an anxious look.

Wu Dejing quickly reached out to support the old monk and asked with concern: "Master, now that things have come to this, is there any way to resolve my current predicament?"

The old monk shook his head lightly and said in a heavy tone: "Your Highness, as the saying goes, good deeds and evil deeds will be rewarded in the end. Only by doing good deeds and accumulating merits can you eliminate the bad luck and disasters on your body.

It’s a pity that my magical powers are limited and my Taoism is still shallow, so I can’t completely eliminate the dirty energy and bad luck in your body.

Now, the merits that I have cultivated over the years have been exhausted, and everything has to be accumulated slowly from the beginning..."

"I……"

"This is your personal fortune. No one can help you. I have already spent a lot of effort to help you half way, and naturally I have been punished by God. Your Highness, do good deeds and don't indulge in extravagance and greed, like you did before."

After saying this, the old monk fainted. Wu Dejing also felt a chill in his heart and understood what the master said.

Because Xin Ji assisted Zhou in his evil deeds and did not stop Bai Heqi, innocent people died.

And he is also a bastard. In order to help Bai Heqi escape from Qian Xinchao, many innocent lives were taken on his hands. This punishment is contagious.

"Ye Qi, take the master to rest, take good care of him, and make sure he is in good health."

"Yes."

Seeing that the bad luck on Wu Dejing had not been completely eliminated, everyone became anxious.

"Master, I will find other masters to help you solve your doubts."