After a while, the soldiers who had been making trouble for most of the day were finally tired and hungry, and they all went back to the camp to have dinner. As for the bloodshed of six people who died, it was just a side dish for the meal.

"Only six died, it's boring!"

Many people say this because in the Red Eyebrow military camp, the incident of fighting and bleeding or even death is common and is not news at all.

At this time, real news came.

"His Majesty the Emperor wants to do something to slap God and ask the gods about the three chapters of the law, tonight."

"I also heard that the divine will be slumped tonight, and the divine master will come in person, right on the court."

Since Wu Zhu brought His Majesty to the Emperor's death, the soldiers of the camp have become more and more respectful to him, and everyone respects him as a divine master. As for ordinary prayer activities, the old Wu Zhu rarely takes action himself, and his disciples always take action.

"Is it the divine master himself? This is really rare, you must go and see it!"

"Go together, go together! Ask the gods, why don't they let us collect taxes!"

"Let King Jing of Chengyang takes care of his children and grandchildren, and stop issuing such unreasonable imperial edicts."

"Yes! Let the gods seek justice for us!"

Everyone was filled with their stomachs and became angry again, so they made an appointment to go to the court together in the evening. This senatorial event seemed to be a condemnation gathering organized for them.

Before it was dark, the football field was full of people, and the entertainment activities in the Red Eyebrow military camp were poor. No one wanted to miss this large-scale excitement, not to mention that their anger during the day had not completely disappeared, and no one wanted to sleep, and they all wanted to gather together to vent their emotions.

However, the content of the conversation among the crowd was very different from during the day. From one side to one's criticism of the military law of "ban on theft" to the beginning of worrying about how to live after the ban on theft, because in the football field, I naturally thought of the debt I was carrying. The gambling debt was about to expire soon and should be paid back the debt. I don't know how to pass this level.

"I have nowhere to make money in the future. How can I pay this debt?" Someone was worried.

"What are you afraid of? You are not the one who owes debts. How many tens of thousands of people are owing debts from the Football Association, and no one pays them back. What can he do to us?"

"The Yulin Football Association is the emperor's. Do you dare to rely on the emperor's account?"

Many people have switched from the idea of ​​resolutely resisting the "ban on theft" to worrying about their livelihoods after the "ban on theft". Perhaps they themselves have not noticed this wavering.

When Wu Zhu's disciples appeared and began to prepare for the pre-submission, the topic naturally changed to the submission in front of him. Everyone temporarily threw their anger at the ban on theft and worries in the future, and decided to take a look at the excitement in front of him first.

A high platform was set up on the court, with many torches lit around the platform, illuminating the middle of the platform. Several disciples of Wu Zhu were busy working on the platform. One of them placed sacrificial supplies on the platform, and the other was holding a pottery bowl in his hand and splashing water everywhere on the platform. I don’t know what kind of divine water was contained inside.

When they were ready, they began to kill the animals and sacrifice to the gods. Then nine people came to the stage one after another. It was said that they were all disciples of the old witch Zhu. The nine people formed a square with three horizontal and three vertical shapes on the stage, knelt on the ground and prayed in unison. They didn't know what they were talking about, and everyone knew that this was a blessing and a prayer to the heaven.

I wish you good fortune, yearly blessing, auspicious blessing, auspicious blessing and auspicious blessing, which are for the six blessings. The content of the prayer is different. I wish you a good fortune, longevity in the year, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, longevity, longevity, longevity, good fortune, good fortune, longevity, good fortune, good fortune, longevity, good fortune, good fortune, longevity, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, longevity, longevity, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, longevity, good fortune, good fortune, longevity, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, good fortune, long life, good fortune, good fortune, good

Everyone in the audience also knelt down on the ground, muttering words. They each had their own prayers, and at this time they all whispered, hoping that God could hear it and relieve their worries.

Whether the gods can hear it or not, people have expressed their thoughts, and it seems that they have some reliance in their hearts, a little more anticipation, anger and worry have left at least at this moment, allowing the people who are wandering in the world to temporarily calm and tranquility.

The divine master admired by the whole army finally appeared, still draped with dirty hair and wearing a brown robe. His eyebrows and eyes were lowered, his steps were gentle, and he walked up to the platform step by step.

Following his footsteps, the drum sounded, gently tapping to a soothing and mysterious rhythm. The people on the platform began to dance with the drum sound. Only the divine master stood still, raised his hands, looked up at the sky, muttering to himself, saying things that only the gods and himself could understand.

Everyone also looked at the sky with his eyes, and only saw the dark night sky and the hidden stars dotted therein. People believed that the divine master had a unique eye, and believed that his eyes could penetrate the dark night, see the gods above the starry sky, and talk to him as a messenger on earth.

If the gods want to give some revelation to the people in the world, they will use the body of the messenger to express the god's own thoughts, which is called senatorial.

The sermon may not be successful every time. It depends on the will of the gods and the cultivation of the witch who is above the body.

Everyone looked at Wu Zhu on the stage with a deep voice, praying in a low voice, hoping that Wu Zhu would be brought to the gods and show them to these devout believers. Everyone has full confidence in the cultivation of the divine master, and it depends on the god's wishes now.

Ordinary people cannot understand the thoughts of gods. Maybe he is not at home today, or maybe he doesn't want to come. In short, this time the senator was not as fast as he imagined. Wu Zhu's body began to sway left and right, and his long hair floated back and forth, emitting a golden red light against the backdrop of the fire.

The drums became louder and faster and faster. Wu Zhu's movements became crazy. His shoulders shook violently, his hair was shaking randomly, and his footsteps were changing back and forth. His whole body was like a willow tree in the wind, with branches flying all over his body.

The drum sound suddenly changed from a quick short sound to a shaking sound. Wu Zhu suddenly stopped his whole body movements, raised his arms high, raised his head and shouted towards the sky: "Zhengyang Jingwang King! Chengyang Jingwang King!"

"I'm on King Jing of Chengyang!"

His body suddenly froze, frozen between the dark night sky and the shining fire. The disciples around him all knelt down and shouted: "King Jing of Chengyang!" "King Jing of Chengyang is the master of the divine master!"

Everyone in the audience also shouted: "Zhengyang Jingwang surrenders! Chengyang Jingwang surrenders the divine master!"

At this time, the old Wu Zhu suddenly fell straight backwards and fell on the high wooden platform, making a loud "bang", and then his whole body twitched and foamed at the mouth, as if he was roaring.

"Subdued, subdued!"

"It's time to go, the gods are on the body!"

"Divine Master, Divine Master!"

"It's not a divine master, it's King Jing of Chengyang!"

Everyone present shouted happily.

Wu Zhu sat up suddenly, staring at his eyes wide, but didn't know what he was looking at. He shouted in a voice that was so strange that he didn't look like him: "I am Liu Zhang, the king of Yang in the Greater Seoul City!"

When this sentence was said, everyone knelt down. Although the people behind him could not hear his words clearly, they knew that it was a god who saw him, so they all knelt down and listened to the instructions of King Jing of Chengyang devoutly.

"You guys, listen to my words!"

Wu Zhu's tone of speaking was completely different from usual. It seemed like there was another person in his body, and he was just a tool to lend his body for people to speak.

There were too many people on the scene, and the people behind couldn't hear what was being said on the stage, so His Majesty the Emperor thoughtfully arranged twenty Yulin Lang to convey Wu Zhu's words.

The old Wu Zhu said, and the Yulin Langs repeated it loudly together so that everyone on the scene could hear it clearly.

After the twenty people shouted the first sentence together, the audience calmed down, and everyone bowed to the ground and listened to the instructions of the gods.

Wu Zhu suddenly raised his head, pointed his hand in the direction of Chang'an City in the south, and shouted: "You are a traitor, and you must be held by the emperor!"

Someone asked in a low voice below: "Who is King Jing of Chengyang talking about? Who is the traitor?"

"Seeing what he is referring to, it must be the pseudo-Emperor Liu Xuan."

This makes sense. The gods are foreseeing the result of this battle in Chang'an. The pseudo-emperor Liu Xuan will inevitably be held by their emperor Liu Penzi.

Everyone was relieved immediately. They were worried that Chang'an City was high and thick, and it was difficult to attack, so they were somewhat suspicious about whether they could enter Chang'an. Now, it was definitely the case that the gods meant it.

"Chang'an! Chang'an! Chang'an!" Wu Zhu suddenly called Chang'an three times in a row, and suddenly stopped as if he couldn't catch up.

There was a dead silence around, and everyone was waiting. I wonder what the gods had in Chang'an had to mention it here.

"The place where our ancestors do not desecrate!"

Everyone felt a deep heart when they heard this, and it was right, Chang'an was the place where Chang'an was prosperous, Liu Bang, the descendant of Liu Bang. Liu Zhang, the king of Chengyang, should have feelings for Chang'an. Therefore, he used the mouth of Wu Zhu to protect Chang'an and not to commit rash things here.

"I will kill anyone who is tyrannical!"

Those who originally wanted to go into the city and robbed them were now secretly irritating. Did the gods know their thoughts? Could it be that the emperor's three rules were also taught by his ancestors?

The will of God is extraordinary. If you do not obey, you will be punished by God. However, you have to pay off your debts and live your life. If you obey the oracle, how will they live in the future?

Everyone dared not be angry about the gods, they could only be awe. They were only awe, but they could not help but feel worried.

The sect ended in a thrill of Wu Zhu. The old Wu Zhu sat alone on the platform, looking up at the sky, as if looking at the back of the gods who had gone away.

If the whole camp's emotions are angry during the day, then after the night of the sacrificial activities, the anger fades, and the soldiers began to seriously think about how to survive after the "ban on theft" and where their future is. However, such thinking makes people sad, and many people can't sleep because of this.

People are lazy and have inertia. Although they are not easy to live by running around and robbing, the Red Eyebrow soldiers are already used to it and feel safe in this unstable wandering life.
Chapter completed!