Dama looked up and looked at the magic instrument. Her muddy eyes were shocked. She was wriggling her lips. She was about to open her mouth. Feng Zhiwei had already passed by like the wind. She went to the golden basin with the crisp cheese. She picked up the white cheese with the silver knife on the roasted sheep and waved it to the public.
Under the sun, the silver knife with cheese slowly turns black!
People opened their mouths in disbelief. For a moment, they were shocked and speechless. Fengzhi looked at the Dharma living Buddha and said slowly, "Dama ala, if he Lianzheng had not been poisoned, he would not be able to escape the killer of your pastry? You've tried your best to kill him
"You You... " Damar wriggled her lips, trying to say something, but her body was shaking so much that she looked more and more shriveled, as if she was about to shrink into the vestment.
"You took a bribe from fox to slander the imperial concubine for him and prevent her from participating in the celebration, so that they could murder the king Damar. Are you also a disciple of precepts? A monk? Do you deserve the worship of millions of huzhuo children over the years? Is it right to look up at the blue sky and look down on the vast grassland? "
"You..." Dama seems to want to use his hands to support his body and refute Feng Zhiwei. His fingers, thin and old as tree roots, are powerless to scratch on the ground, and his long nails are scraping with mud, but they can't move a bit.
"You are known as a humble man in this world, a little qingdeng temple, plain and simple. You have won the love of millions of people on the grassland. Unfortunately, you are a hypocritical Buddhist scum who is fishing for fame and deceiving the world!"
Feng Zhiwei took a step forward, tore off a piece of Dama's sleeve, tore the cloth open with her fingers, revealing the same bright and shining gold silk. She unfolded the half of the sleeve in the air and said in a loud voice, "my brothers and sisters on the grassland, have you ever touched the frugality and thrift of Dharma living Buddha because of his Dharma clothes which have not been changed for 30 years? Today, let you see clearly that it has not been changed for 30 years because there are no clothes worth the real value! "
The robe made of black gold filament is shining in the sunlight. Everyone closes their eyes for a moment. They don't know whether they are stabbed by the light of black gold or by such an unacceptable reality.
It's like seeing the God standing on the grassland for many years crashing down, and it's like a sudden crack in the belief fortress in the heart. People's hearts are a little confused. They can't believe it or don't want to believe it, so they all look forward to the Dharma living Buddha - as long as he defends himself, they all believe it!
However, it did not.
The Dharma living Buddha always trembles, his throat gives out a low sob, and his turbid eyes turn powerlessly. He is unable to make any response to Feng Zhiwei's pressing interrogation.
Ke lie's eyes twinkled and opened his mouth to speak. Gu Nanyi felt his own small walnut in front of him and ate it quietly. From time to time, she aimed at her mouth. She believed that if she really sent out a word, a walnut would be immediately put into her throat.
He looked back slightly, and there was some anxiety in his expression. However, with such a plague God in front of him, it was impossible to move forward.
"Damaalla." Feng Zhiwei stood at a distance and looked down at him, "you are the son of the holy eternal Heaven. You can foresee the destiny of heaven, protect the grassland, and the light of the eternal Heaven. No one can hide your wisdom eyes and pour sewage on your head. Therefore, fengzhiwei is standing here waiting for our father to answer."
Her expression is bright and upright. Her fingers are white, standing in the wind like a statue of snow mountain and cold stone. She is firm and strong.
The prairie man looked up at her, and suddenly felt that this Han woman whom he had always looked down upon seemed noble and awe inspiring at the moment.
In a day, she was accused, besieged and humiliated, but she was still calm and calm. She overturned the unfavorable situation when she raised her hand. She was sharp but not aggressive. She dared to act but left room. Even now, facing the Dharma living Buddha who has been targeting her, she is still bright and magnanimous to give the other party a chance to defend herself.
What grassland men appreciate most is the upright and magnanimous people. By contrast, the posture of the God like Dharma living Buddha in silence on the carpet is too disappointing.
Although the destruction of faith is not overnight, as long as the seeds are planted, there is the possibility of germination.
The men on the grassland were silent. Although their eyes were still dubious, it was obvious that under such fierce accusations from fengzhiwei, no one was abusing the accusation as before. The implication was self-evident.
Dama raised her old eyes full of blood and looked at Feng Zhiwei. What she saw in her eyes was not a woman in a black dress, but a female wolf walking toward the grassland in blood.
He has no longer tried to wriggle his lips. Since Feng Zhiwei stood up just now, his whole blood seemed to be suddenly bound by something, sticky and thick, which bound all his language and movements.
In a trance, I think of Feng Zhiwei's visit last night She went to pick up the oil lamp She sat in the shadow opposite him Two men standing on the windward side of the door Vaguely, like a flash of thunder in the heart, roaring but splitting the chaotic will.
She did come prepared. Although she did not know how she did it, it was obvious that she had attracted all his attention last night. She sent people to replace his copper magic weapons and robes and poisoned him.The most important problem is that there must be a top poison expert around her, who can completely control the time when he has a toxic attack, so that he can't speak at this moment. However, with so many people present, everything is as usual before, but now he has nothing to say, which is tantamount to tacit accusation.
She not only solved her own danger, but also pushed him to the throne of theocracy. The female wolf had long suspected of clee and Nata's children. Therefore, she set up a suspicious array, lured the enemy in depth, but still did not give up. She also pulled him in and killed all the enemies that were not good for her.
The living Buddha takes bribes, colludes with the head of the fox clan, frames the imperial concubine and plots against the king It's hard to imagine!
Damma dropped her eyes and took a heavy breath Is the future of grassland really doomed to be manipulated by this woman No No
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