"Lord?"
Baili zongyou's bodyguard came over first, knelt down to him carefully and asked.
Although his master was impulsive, he was determined not to make such a mess when he was worshiping the Buddha. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. There must be something wrong.
"Itch..."
Baili zongyou almost clenched his teeth to squeeze out a word. He was afraid that speaking would make the pain break out between his lips.
"Lord!"
The bodyguard, surnamed Zhou and named Changsheng, was a close bodyguard who had been with Bai Li zongyou for many years. He immediately found that Bai Li zongyou was strange. He was worried and frightened. Without being wary, his voice became louder, and the abbot who closed his eyes and recited sutras heard him.
When he raised his eyes, he saw Bai Li zongyou's awkward appearance, and the guide monk standing in front of him was not satisfied. Of course, he thought that the fifth Prince didn't sincerely pray, and his expression froze.
dying!
There was a cold sweat on Bai Li zongyou's forehead. After enduring it, he found that he couldn't bear the torment of grinding his bones. He just gritted his teeth and raised his head to the abbot and said, "master abbot, I just thought about my mother and concubine when I was worshiping Buddha. For a moment, I couldn't bear the mood. I want to be quiet."
The abbot only thought that the fifth Prince looked really strange, but it was hard to ask what happened to his mother's wife. He had to recite the Buddha's name, and then raised his hand for arrangement.
He is not qualified and has no right to manage and ask about the Royal affairs. Since the fifth prince said he wanted to have a rest, naturally, he had to make arrangements.
In his heart, he was not satisfied. Baili zongyou was disrespectful to God and Buddha, but the abbot would not show it in front of him. He specially arranged a quiet room for him to have a rest.
And Bai Li zongyou stood up with the help of Zhou Changsheng. In the eyes of outsiders, he said that he was in a sad mood.
"Close the door, close the door quickly!"
After entering the wing room, Bai Li zongyou turned around and urged Zhou Changsheng to close the door quickly. He could not wait for his two hands to start to catch up everywhere on his body.
The itching of scratching his heart almost drove him crazy. He didn't have enough hands, because he was crying all over.
"Lord, what's the matter?"
Zhou Changsheng first obeyed orders and quickly closed the door. He turned around while asking.
When he saw Bai Li zongyou again, he was shocked.
Bai Li zongyou was itching all over his body, so he could not stop scratching through his clothes. He just started to lift his robe while holding it. The purple boa robe, which symbolized dignity and power in the eyes of the world, was wrinkled and had long been out of shape.
It wasn't these little things that surprised Zhou Changsheng, but he saw the spots on Bai Li zongyou under his robe.
Under the long red scratches, almost all the skin exposed by Baili zongyou is covered with a layer of blood red rash, which makes people feel shocking.
"Itch, itch to death!"
Baili zongyou had no time to answer Zhou Changsheng's questions. He was busy scratching around his body with his hands. Even if he scratched his skin, the feeling of itching into the bone marrow didn't get any better. He almost tormented him.
It's not enough for him to grasp by his own hands, and Bai Li zongyou doesn't care about his image. He distorts his body and begins to rub the corners of tables and chairs. That look is as ugly as a pig or dog scratching.
But even so, it still can't stop itching. Baili zongyou just wants the whole person to roll on the ground. The ugly man makes Zhou Changsheng more and more frightened.