"Virtue will guide the people's hearts, and the years will be fulfilled."

"Good-natured, humble and respectful."

"Restore his honorable name and return to the palace in Tai'an!"

Song Min, the Prime Minister of the Chu court, held the imperial edict in both hands and spoke one sentence at a time, his voice was loud and his steps were thick. From the opened gate of the ghost prison, he walked step by step into the depths of the ghost prison, and finally came to the door of Xiong Zidu.

Fengdu Yin, who had been following him, was like a black flag unfolding behind him, floating all the way over.

At this moment, he quietly took a step forward and opened the cell door.

There is no barrier between Song Min and Xiong Zidu.

Gorgeous official uniforms are outside the cell, and linen prison uniforms are inside the cell. The separation between inside and outside has never been strong.

Song Min raised his hands high and bent his whole body in an exaggerated manner: "By the emperor's order, I welcome His Highness back to the palace! Your Highness, you have worked hard these years!"

Except for him, all the eunuchs and palace guards were waiting outside the ghost prison. Because the ghost prison is such a strict place, even if the emperor declares an edict, no one can enter.

Xiong Zidu was born in Yunmengze. When he was born, auspicious clouds were in the sky, forming a magical platform. He had been in the ghost prison for many years, and he didn't just chat with the prisoners every day. He didn't have time to read and write.

He personally wrote annotations for the Confucian classic "Nine Hills" - this move was regarded by many as his goodwill towards Shushan.

The emperor released him from prison, but he did not say that he was innocent, nor did he say that he had redeemed his sins enough. He only said "years and months are over." But when he was thrown into Fengdu Ghost Prison, he did not say the year. Many people said

I thought I was being imprisoned until death, so I didn't think about the possibility of Xiong Zidu's resurrection.

Gu Chi stretched out his hands and silently took out a dress.

Although he was in charge of the ghost prison in the past, he treated Xiong Zidu without any pretense. Today he did not say a word, but he was extremely humble and respectful.

It seems that he is arrogant at first and respectful at the end, but both of them are just flattering.

Xiong Zidu glanced at him indifferently and gave him a kind evaluation in his heart. But he did not accept the dress.

"The dignity of the emperor does not lie in the ceremonial clothes?" He stepped out of the cell, grabbed the imperial edict, and walked away with Song Min. He used the imperial edict scroll as a whip and pointed it at the opposite cell: "In this cell,

This is my good friend, Dharma Master Brahma Guru."

In that cell, there lived a monk with a shiny head and a shiny head, sitting in front of the wall. His lips closed together silently, and he was reciting some mantra.

Although he is in a dark ghost room, the Buddha's light is faintly visible on his body, and he sits on straw like a lotus.

Xiong Zidu asked again: "Has the order I requested arrived?"

This letter of pardon from the emperor was not a request from him, but a long-standing decision and the emperor's intention.

And His intention is in His request.

"Here we are!" Gu Chi said respectfully: "This... Master Fanshijue, was imprisoned earlier because of a misunderstanding. Now it has been found out and he will be released without charge."

The edict arrived early, but the person to be pardoned in the edict had no name. He filled it in as Xiong Zidu opened his mouth.

Everything about the person "Master Fanshijue" began to be woven from then on. When they left Fengdu, the past of Fanshijue was established, the present of Fanshijue began, and the future of Fanshijue existed.

One word can change the world, but one thought can shake up a person's life?

How can this taste of power not make people intoxicated?

Wearing coarse linen clothes and sitting in a ghost prison for thirteen years, I was able to wake up a little at a moment like this.

And there will be many more moments like this in the future.

It will always be the case from now on.

Xiong Zidu, how do you wake up?

"I said that Master Fanjue doesn't look like a person who has done evil things. How could he be imprisoned here? It turns out to be a misunderstanding!" Xiong Zidu chuckled: "There are so many misunderstandings in this ghost prison!

"

Gu Chi lowered his head and said nothing.

The State of Chu has its own criminal department to punish crimes and evildoers, and it is not the turn of Fengdu Yin. The sinners in Fengdu Ghost Prison were never because of crimes.

"Your Highness." Song Min reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty and the officials are still waiting for you——"

"Let the mage go first." Xiong Zidu said quietly: "The mage has gone out, and I will go out later."

Gu Chi took two steps and stepped forward to open the prison door for Master Fan.

"I'll see the Master off," he said.

The chanting in this cell stopped all the time. Although there was no sound when he opened his mouth, when he closed his mouth, the ghost prison suddenly became less peaceful, and there was a kind of resentment that was difficult to eliminate.

The monk named "Fanshijue" pursed his lips and stood up slowly.

His mind is pure, but he also understands what this step means.

But he didn't hesitate.

After staying in Fengdu Ghost Prison for so many days, although he did not suffer much torture, he experienced a lot. He had been looking for the answer for a long time, and with the help of Xiong Zidu, he had found it. Xiong Zidu was right, they

should help each other.

He casually picked off a few straws on his prison uniform, placed them gently beside him, and walked out of the cell. There was a clear distinction between darkness and light, and now they were all standing in the light. In the continuous cells in the distance

, and there are many, many people locked in the shadows.

He didn't know Song Min, and he didn't really want to get acquainted with Gu Chi. He only glanced at Xiong Zidu quietly.

Xiong Zidu gave him an affirmative look.

He then turned around and walked to Gu Chi's side.

Song Min stood aside expressionlessly, watching this scene with only his peripheral vision——

Fan Shijue and Gu Chi stood in the fan-shaped skylight.

Gu Chi's body is illuminated by unobstructed light, surrounded by shadows. He stands in the light but is different from the light. The skylight seems to pass through his body, leaving only a human-shaped shadow.

The Brahma Master is like his bald head, reflecting all the light. In the light, he has a clear shape. Every detail is visible, as clear as jade.

The two of them are in the same light, alternating between light and dark.

Gu Chi drifted away like a cloud of darkness.

Master Fanjue followed Yin Guchi of Fengdu and walked out step by step.

At first they followed each other step by step, but gradually they grew lotuses step by step. The light of Buddha and the light of heaven could no longer distinguish each other.

Until Gu Chi and Fan Shijue had left, only the skylight remained at the gate of the ghost prison, like a huge light source.

Song Min, who was standing at the end of the light, turned sideways and made a guiding gesture: "Your Highness, please move forward."

Xiong Zidu then stepped forward, walking on bare feet.

The light outside the ghost prison was thrown in because of him, and now it swept out as he left. Every time he took a step forward, the darkness behind him followed.

Deep in the seemingly endless ghost prison, there was a dark wind blowing, and there seemed to be a faint voice in it - "Boy, are you leaving now?"

There are many "indefinite persons" imprisoned in Fengdu Ghost Prison. Several of them even existed when Fengdu Ghost Prison was established.

Or to put it another way - Fengdu Ghost Prison was built for them.

Xiong Zidu waved without looking back: "Let's go!"

Bang!

He took the last step, and the door of Fengdu Ghost Prison closed.
Chapter completed!