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Text Chapter 1134 Resurrection (second update)

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    Zhou Yuanhu was startled and blinked his eyes.

    Mrs. Zhou hurriedly said, "Prince Jing is dead?"

    "Yes." Lao Deng nodded hurriedly: "I heard that he died, and was killed by Prince Xi's palm."

    "Where's Shenshui?!" Mrs. Zhou hurriedly said, "There should be Shenshui in Prince Jing's mansion, right?"

    As far as she knew, Xuankong Temple had divine water for the imperial palace, and each prince's mansion would also have some.

    Although not much, maybe only a small pot.

    But this small pot can save lives at critical moments.

    No matter how serious the injury is, as long as you take the Shenshui, you can hang your life and win the chance to save it.

    She was able to conceive because of Shenshui.

    The concubine of Prince Qi's Mansion is her cousin, and she is given a glass of divine water every day.

    Because of this, she also knows that Shenshui exists in Dayun, not just in Shenjing.

    After drinking for a month, she became pregnant.

    Prior to this, the couple had seen countless doctors, several miraculous doctors, and treated them for several years, but to no avail.

    Therefore, she admired Shenshui extremely, and the first thing that came to her mind was Shenshui.

    Lao Deng said blankly: "Shenshui? What kind of water?"

    Zhou Yuanhu frowned and said, "Go and inquire again to see if Prince Jing is dead or not. How is Prince Xi?"

    "Yes." Old Deng wiped off his sweat, and hurried out again.

    Zhou Yuanhu looked in the direction of Prince Jing's mansion, his eyebrows furrowed.

    Mrs. Zhou said softly: "I didn't expect that Prince Xi would be so bold that he would directly kill Prince Jing."

    "It seems that it is indeed Prince Xi who was assassinated by Prince Jing." Zhou Yuanhu shook his head and sighed.

    After all, Prince Jing is still going too far.

    It is clear that Prince Mingxi has no threat to the throne, and if he wants to be assassinated, he must be put to death.

    The rabbit still bites people when it is in a hurry. No wonder Prince Xi was so angry that he came to kill him directly.

    Where are the guards at Prince Jing's mansion?

    How could Prince Jing not be prepared for Prince Xi's sudden attack?  Prince Xi has been pushed to a corner, how can he not jump over the wall in a hurry?

    Under precaution, still unable to prevent King Xi's assassination?

    It seems that King Xi is more domineering than imagined, even hiding his secrets.

    "It's not a mistake, right?" Mrs. Zhou said, "It's not a big-time assassin who put the blame on Prince Jing, right?"

    "It's hard to say." Zhou Yuanhu shook his head.

    I am not from Prince Jing's mansion, how could I know this?

    But presumably Prince Xi is not mistaken, and it is likely that he came to the door in person to find out this.

    After finally figuring it out, he was so angry that he ordered the killer to kill Prince Jing directly.

    The only thing to worry about now is whether Prince Jing can be revived. If the water pipe doesn't work, it's okay if he can be revived.

    If it cannot be saved, the entire Great Cloud will be in turmoil.

    After all, Prince Jing is an unknown prince and the only heir to the throne.

    Madam Zhou frowned in thought.

    Zhou Yuanhu held her catkin and said softly: "Madam, when the sky falls, there will be a tall person supporting it. We don't have to worry about it, and be careful not to get tired."

    It is not easy to get pregnant, and there must be no accidents.

    Mrs. Zhou looked at him worriedly: "I hope you won't be troubled, sir."

    "I didn't enter Prince Jing's mansion, so it's not my turn." Zhou Yuanhu said with a smile, "It's also considered lucky. If Prince Xi came a little later, I might really go in."

    "Alas!" Mrs. Zhou sighed.

    Lao Deng quickly ran back again, out of breath, with a pale face, clasped his fists and said: "Master, madam, Prince Jing is indeed dead, Prince Xi punched Prince Jing on the head, bleeding to death from seven orifices, drink the magic water if you want  No."

    "Prince Jing got punched in the head?"

    "It is said that the brain burst, and the red and white ones flowed out from the seven orifices!"

    "In this case, I am afraid that even if the divine monk Fakong came to cast the Ksitigarbha Kinabalu mantra, he would not be able to save him." Zhou Yuanhu said.

    Prince Xi is a top grand master, with a solid punch, his head will definitely be a mess, and he can't die anymore.

    "Alas" Mrs. Zhou sighed.

    How high-spirited and illustrious Prince Jing was before this, but now he was beaten until his brains were cracked and died, which is unspeakable.

    Zhou Yuanhu said: "Didn't you send anyone to invite the Fakong monk?"

    "This" Lao Deng hesitated, shook his head and said, "I don't seem to have heard of this."

      "Explore again!" Zhou Yuanhu waved his hand.

    Lao Deng hurriedly responded and left in a hurry.

    Zhou Yuanhu stood up and paced with his hands behind his back.

    Instead, Mrs. Zhou calmed down, and said softly: "Prince Jing is dead."

    Zhou Yuanhu nodded: "I don't know how the emperor will punish Prince Xi, Prince Xi is too reckless."

    "He was also forced to do nothing."

    "It's okay to send someone to assassinate him, but Prince Jing who killed him himself is different." Zhou Yuanhu shook his head: "It's a pity."

    He has a great affection for the eldest prince Hu Houqing. As the eldest prince, he did not stay in Yunjing to compete for the crown prince, but went to a remote place to guard Longyuan. His mind is astonishing and impressive.

    The eldest prince is already like this, and Prince Jing still wants to kill him, which is really too wrong.

    Mrs. Zhou nodded slowly.

    After a while, Lao Deng hurried over again, with a look of surprise on his face: "Master, madam, Prince Jing is alive again!"

    "Alive?"

    "The emperor left the customs and invited the monk Fakong, and then the monk Fakong cast a Buddha spell and resurrected Prince Jing!" Lao Deng was amazed.

    This is really beyond the scope of his imagination.

    Mrs. Zhou got up abruptly, startled Zhou Yuanhu, quickly supported her and stared at her reproachfully: "Madam!"

    Mrs. Zhou smiled embarrassedly, and looked at Lao Deng: "Did the Fakong monk make a move?"

    "Yes, after the emperor came out of customs, he went to Xuankong Temple to invite him in person." Lao Deng nodded vigorously, and said excitedly: "Shen Monk Fakong cast a what a curse, and saved Prince Jing!"

    "Can you come back to life even if your brain is splashed?" Zhou Yuanhu said.

    He had always thought that those who came back from the dead were wounded secretly, not the ones whose brains were shattered.

    How to revive with a broken head?

    The Buddha's mantra can always prevent the broken brain from flowing out with blood like tofu brain, how to recover?  No matter how strong the Buddha mantra is, it cannot do this!

    Lao Deng nodded vigorously and said: "Yes, he is alive and can speak, but it takes time to recover slowly. It is said that it will take a month to recover."

    "This" Mrs. Zhou and Zhou Yuanhu looked at each other, still feeling incredible.

    This is outrageous.

    Seeing their doubts, Lao Deng hurriedly said: "My lord, madam, I don't believe it either, so I bought a maid from Prince Jing's mansion. She saw it with her own eyes, and said that the sacred monk of Fakong performed the Buddha's mantra in person, accompanied by the emperor.  After that, Prince Jing woke up and spoke, and then soaked in the divine water, and the divine monk himself said that it would take a month to recover."

    "It can be recovered in a month" Zhou Yuanhu said with emotion: "The Ksitigarbha Dakini mantra of the monk Fakong is well-deserved."

    Madam Zhou nodded.

    Zhou Yuanhu said: "After Prince Jing comes back to life, he can continue to be the crown prince. I'm afraid the eldest prince will be in trouble."

    Mrs. Zhou said softly: "Master, Prince Jing only has sixty years to live, and he is no longer fit to be an emperor. Let's wait."

    "Yes, wait." Zhou Yuanhu nodded hurriedly: "We will go to Xuankong Temple tomorrow and kowtow outside the temple."

    He really wanted to see Farakon
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