Chapter 1062 Crazy for One Finger Temple

Xianyu looked back at Fangzheng just now, and when he realized that Fangzheng had run away, when he turned around to say something, he saw a big foot stepping on him, and then his vision went dark...

Vaguely, Xianyu heard a mess of shouts, like catching a thief! At the same time, there were several voices that seemed to be saying to him: "Oh my god, don't squeeze, I stepped on a talking salted fish! Emma, ​​I seem to have stepped on it to death..."

"Then let me try how the feet feel, hey, it's quite hard..."

Xianyu finally couldn't take it anymore, and was about to yell, a small hand suddenly stretched out from the ground, grabbed him and dragged him into the depths of the earth, and then threw him into the temple.

But at the critical moment, Hong Hai'er made a move.

After finishing the salted fish, Honghaier hurriedly went out to look at his nine big black pots. It would be a pity if someone overturned it. This is his masterpiece of the night!

However, Hong Haier's worries were obviously superfluous. Although many people came to see the living Buddha, there were also many people who drank Laba porridge. Under the desperate protection of these people, the nine big black pots were intact.

Coupled with the police brought by the county magistrate and secretary to help maintain order, it was not as chaotic as he thought.

But Honghaier also knows that these are temporary at the moment, who knows if more people will come later. So he didn't dare to delay, and quickly lifted the lid of the big black pot! At that moment, a voice suddenly sounded!

Om!

This voice seemed to come from the depths of the universe, with endless emptiness in the void, and the meaning of eternal life in the sacredness!

The sound is extremely loud!

The moment the sound sounded, a yellow light shot up into the sky, straight into the sky!

At that moment, everyone's hearts seemed to be shaken suddenly, as if they understood something and didn't understand anything. But without exception, everyone fell silent, and a needle could be heard!

It was as if at that moment, all the people on One Finger Mountain were frozen!

At the same time, a strange fragrance wafted out. Just after smelling it, everyone felt refreshed. They subconsciously looked at the opened one of the nine big black pots. The yellow light was just right. Dissipate slowly.

"What is this?" Someone in the crowd chasing Fang Zheng subconsciously asked.

Then this question began to spread rapidly, and many people were asking: "What is cooked in this pot? Why is it still shining?"

Mr. Gu and Chen Qiang were also dumbfounded! There was no such movement when their pot of porridge was boiling! Moreover, this scent is completely different! The porridge they drank was full of fragrance, and it was indeed the best of the best! But the fragrance of the porridge in front of me is very fragrant and very elegant. After smelling it, my mind is cleared up a lot, and the sleepiness of staying up late has disappeared a lot! The taste is so delicious that they can hardly describe it in words!

At that moment, the two of them suddenly remembered Hong Haier's words: "This porridge is bad!"

The two looked at each other, and both saw the bitterness in each other's eyes! They said in unison: "It's a big loss!"

Although they didn't drink the porridge, the two of them were not fools. After smelling the smell, they understood everything! Their self-righteousness has pitted them!

Song Ergou looked at the reaction of the two, and said with a chuckle: "Is the porridge last night delicious? Should there be more? Drink slowly in a while, and I will accompany you to drink!"

The faces of the two of them suddenly felt uncomfortable as if they had eaten a dead fly, and they turned their heads away, not looking at Song Ergou.

Tan Ming leaned over to Mr. Gu, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I told you a long time ago, but you didn't listen. Is it cool this time?"

"Why didn't you persuade me then? It's fine to hit me..." Mr. Gu wanted to cry but had no tears.

Tan Ming took a look. Although the relationship between the two is okay, but the subordinate beats the boss? Isn't this to die?

Chen Jin's son Chen Long smiled, looked at Chen Qiang and said, "Qiang Zi, come and see us for porridge later."

Chen Qiang had a bitter look on his face. What can he say at this moment?

"Master Jingxin, I am the first!" At this time, Song Ergou spoke first, attracting everyone's attention.

Hong Haier nodded, and dropped into the pot with a big spoon, and everyone craned their necks subconsciously to watch. I saw a spoonful of crystal clear clear soup scooped out of the big spoon. The clear soup was slightly viscous and there were many colorful things in it.

If you look carefully, there are lotus flowers, rockeries, flowers and trees, porridge grains that look like Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!

When Honghaier poured this spoonful of porridge into Song Ergou's basin, after the porridge spread out, all the Bodhisattvas stood up, and there were many artificial hills, and the flowers, plants and trees naturally returned to their places. For a while, the small basin looked like a group of Buddhas The scene of the fairy house at the party is extremely sacred and beautiful!

Seeing this, Song Ergou almost threw the basin in his hand away, knelt down and kowtowed. But in the blink of an eye, I realized that this is porridge, not a real Buddha! Only then did he resist throwing it away, hugged it in his arms, and carefully retreated to the side. He didn't know why, but when he was down the mountain, he wanted a big bowl of Laba porridge very greedily. But when he saw the Laba porridge in front of him and smelled the smell, his heart suddenly eased, he didn't want to think so much, he just wanted to taste this spoonful of porridge quietly, that's all.

Not only Song Ergou, but everyone else, whether they came with a bucket or a basin, in the end everyone just wanted a spoonful of porridge.

Seeing this, those who were chasing Fangzheng suddenly understood something. Some people in the crowd began to sneak away and stood in the porridge drinking line. Someone took the lead, and others followed suit. The scene was chaotic in an instant, but after the chaos, it turned out to be a long porridge-drinking dragon winding around the One Finger Mountain and descending the stairs!

And this is just a part of the people, and the rest are their husbands, wives, parents, etc. They went down the mountain to find pots and pans. There is no way, no equipment, and no porridge. !

With Laba porridge attracting everyone's attention, everyone finally let Fang Zheng go temporarily.

In fact, let them continue chasing Fangzheng, they didn't know how to chase him anymore, they ran into the monastery and closed the gate. Could they still break open the gate, rush in and grab Fangzheng out, and hang him on the pole to watch?

After all, they were believers, not thugs, so when they couldn't see Fang Zheng, they made the next best thing and chose to drink porridge. At the same time, I listened to the people who were already on the mountain bragging about how many times they played last night, and then all of them stood on their feet, raised their heads, looked at the nine big black pots, and said in their hearts: " Living Buddha's porridge! You must drink it!"

At the same time, there are still people coming here from the bottom of the mountain, and the result is that one spreads it to ten, and then spreads it to a hundred. The porridge drinking queue lined up from halfway up the mountain to the foot of the mountain, pointing at the village and outside the village...

PS: I wish everyone a happy new year, good health and prosperity!

PS: It's Chinese New Year, and there are many things to pay New Year's greetings. I can only say that it will be updated every day, but I can't guarantee the update time. Why……