Folk customs begin with Wu Caishen

Chapter 96 Public Action
"Snapped!"

The fireball shot towards the camera, the equipment was damaged due to leakage, and the live broadcast was interrupted.

Zhang Ningzhi cautiously touched the long knife on the side of her waist. The pattern on the handle of the knife was auspicious clouds and Jinrui. It was a masterpiece of secondary processing by her exclusive craftsman. She hoped it would bring her good luck.

The reason for this was that she reviewed the mission carefully after the mission failed and believed that the failure was all due to bad luck. Otherwise, how could it be exposed again and again?

Something happened every time he got close to Liu Qianqian. The ordinary preliminaries in the school gymnasium were turned into an experimental worship ceremony. The preliminaries for the league between the two schools were held in a place like Yuhe Village.

It's not that it's not good to deal with Yin spirits and Yin beasts hidden in remote areas. It's just that it happened when she was close to Liu Qianqian, causing her to have to quit the undercover operation early.

unusual!So unusual!
Today too.

The moment Shi Xin fell, she noticed something unusual about the fireball.

After all, judging from the game, Tang Lian's physical strength is being consumed and her swing speed is also decreasing. It is impossible for her to hit such a powerful ball again. However, Shi Xin's endurance is better and is still at its peak. At least he can sustain it again. Three or four rounds.

So, if it's not an ordinary fireball, who is causing trouble?

Zhang Ningzhi has been trained to be able to keenly capture the thin bamboo pole in the audience, which is as thin as a paper wing when it is curled up.

He is incompatible with the morbidity of those around him.

His body shape can only be described as abnormal.

After the 'prank' was successful, he slapped his thigh to laugh...

What about Zhang Su?
Isn’t it Shixin’s backer?

Where were you at this time?

Also, why did this skinny monkey attack Shi Xin?
She turned to look at Gongsun Fu who was calm and composed: "Didn't you say that all the people here today are ordinary people? The Medicine King Bodhisattva Sect also sent players here?"

This player, of course, refers to Skinny Monkey. If she can see things, Gongsun Fu can definitely see them too.

"The information was purchased at [Red Mansion]. The accuracy is 100% and there will be no mistakes."

Gongsun Fu suddenly felt very sleepy. She was the type who didn't get enough sleep. She often felt sleepy even while working.

She took out the coffee powder she brought with her and prepared to make a cup of coffee with the hot water in the hotel.

When people came back, the next game had already started, and Shi Xin had been in the lounge for a few minutes.

"After games can be disseminated online, players don't have to hide them. I won't watch future sports unless high-level players participate." Gongsun Fu took a sip of coffee and said if he pointed out, "The ball is on fire. It looks much better than ordinary balls.”

Zhang Ningzhi then said: "I never expected that Shi Xin would be so inseparable from Tang Lian that he would even have the upper hand. In my impression, the most valued children of your three major families can't beat ordinary people." Human? Does Zhang Su really have some magical power? Can he cultivate good seedlings so quickly? "

"I have reservations about Zhang Su. I don't think he really has the ability to collect the supplies needed for the growth of the time core, unless... Zhang Su's talent is to collect good things, but I checked after the hospital's god-inviting ceremony that day, and he is A sweeping monk."

Gongsun Fu put his hand on his waist and said: "I can't believe whatever they say. Players are very good at making nonsense. As for the children you said were favored by the three major families..."

She thought hard for a moment, then held the paper cup of coffee and squeezed it again and again.

Cai Dao said: "Although the resources in the clan are good and they have access to various treasures, the competition is also great, and Lianlian is suppressed again. If I hadn't known her in the early years and helped her adopt a Suzaku, I'm afraid she would be too poor to drink it now." The wind is coming from the northwest.”

The two chatted for a while, and no one came out of the lounge until Tang Lian came on the stage again.

Zhang Ningzhi became suspicious: "Where is Shi Xin? Could he have slipped out?"

"Sneaking out? The roads are blocked and cars will be checked. Where can she go even if she gets out?"

Gongsun Fu glanced out of the corner of his eye and spotted a girl wearing a mask on the seat on her side. Her figure, dress, and behavior were exactly the same as Liu Qianqian's. Even the people around her were perfectly reproduced to look like Wen Jia. .

"Besides, the saints are here. Whether you want to join in the fun or simply participate in the competition, staying is the best choice."

"Abstain!"

Tang Lian shouted at the top of her lungs, and the uniform with the Los Angeles Academy of Sciences printed on it was crumpled into a ball and thrown out. "I abstain!"

It happened so suddenly. Everyone who was paying attention watched her walk to the lounge, and saw Chen Yuzhen following her in.

Zhang Ningzhi: "Do you want to go over and have a look? You are also from the Gongsun family, so you should be able to talk to them, right?"

"I really want to go, but I can't leave." Gongsun Fu drank coffee and felt the restlessness in the venue, "What if it suddenly breaks out?"

The auditorium was filled with sick and spiritless people, all with their heads drooped and twisted. They were neither playing with their mobile phones nor watching the game, and their empty eyes were looking around.

From the beginning, it was as if they didn't exist, as silent as death tombs.

No one hid this operation of the Medicine King Bodhisattva Sect. Everyone knew that they were recruiting people in a big way a few days before the operation started, and they gathered the first group of followers here.

The Inventory Bureau knows, the Enshrinement Hall knows, the Mercy Temple knows, the Daji Zao knows...

This was a public action that everyone watched but no one stopped.

Liu Qianqian removed himself from Wen Jia's shoulders and walked towards the center of the field before the start of the next game.

I don't know how many people were staring at her with bated breath.

"Everyone!"

She raised her arms and shouted, and the noisy cheerleaders of the two schools fell silent. The [-] members of the Medicine King Bodhisattva Sect all looked at her.

"The flesh and blood mold the religion, and the spirit body becomes holy."

"It has been 150 seven days since the day I became a Christian!"

"We promise and we testify that under the blessing of Medicine King Bodhisattva, we drive away the disease, our bodies are slowly recovering, but our souls are still waiting for relief!"

A golden-red light suddenly flashed in a corner of the hall, and the congregants closest to the light source suddenly started wailing, raising their heads, opening their mouths, rolling their eyes, and strangling their necks.

The slow cheerleaders from the two schools were still confused. The cheerleaders who reacted directly took out their mobile phones and started filming.

The keen Feng Jiaojiao asked the camera to stop the live broadcast.

"Bodhisattva will not let us fall into the suffering of illness. Under the salvation of the true God, we will eventually transform, our souls will be sublimated, and our descendants will be proud of us!"

Liu Qianqian's speech became more and more intense, the golden-red light in the hall radiated wider and wider, the screams of mourning continued, and black cracks appeared on the skin of the congregants who were the first to strangle their necks.

Just like Zhou Binghai’s abnormal behavior before his death!

"Let's go!" Zhang Ningzhi pressed the fire bell and shouted to the cheerleaders of the two schools, "Run! Just like we practiced before!"

There was a commotion in the museum, and Liu Qianqian shone in the center of the golden red light, accompanied by the piercing alarm bell and shouted again:
"Assistant teacher of flesh and blood! Sanctification of spiritual body!"

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　　I never had time to thank you, the baby whose number starts with 20180131, the boring and ordinary baby, the dream baby of death ~

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　　However, the data has still declined during this period, there are fewer readings, and the collection has been decreasing. Of course, I admit that my grades are poor, but I don’t accept it. If I don’t accept it, it’s not because I think my writing is very good, but because I think it can be arranged. The story is better paced.

　　For example, in the recent character descriptions, I wrote too much about the past, and completely forgot that the selling point of my book was folklore. Although no one said anything, as an author, I must understand it, so whatever I write in the future will focus on this. Click Expand.

　　Even in daily life, there will be fewer irrelevant events (the background of the main character is very tough after being written), and every branch line will have sufficient contradictions.

　　There are more interesting settings that haven’t been written for babies~
　　I’m about to write about the theater chapter, I’ll do my best!
　　
　
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