It seems that the news of the festival of the Guangming Temple of Jiucang Mountain has spread to several places near Jiucang Mountain in just one night, which no one has ever thought, so that when Zhang Tianzheng went out in the morning, he saw hundreds of good men and women who came to block the door of their house, clamoring to see the monk who helped the difficulty.

"This, where are these people from?" In a hurry, Zhang Tianzheng, who was panting, pushed open the door of He Qi's room, stomped his feet angrily and said: "It's not that you can just find some ruffians and hooligans to join in the fun, this surnamed Bai clearly looks down on me, and these people who are looking for them look like hooligans!"

"Dressed in white, where can there be any kind of ruffian?" He Qi shook his head, opened the door, and looked at the believers who were cheering around the troubled monks, showing a meaningful smile, and said meaningfully: "The worship of God back then was nothing more than that, right?"

"Unfortunately, that's all it takes, after all, it's just poor people. Zhang Tianzheng's expression darkened, shook his head and sighed: "Do you really don't think about it anymore, these are all your people." ”

"It's still a weakling, and there's no way to protect your weakling. He Qi squinted his eyes and glanced at the white-clothed believers everywhere in the Guangming Temple, and sighed: "Why doesn't he understand, these so-called people who stand up are just standing behind him, when the wind rises, if he falls, these people will still kneel, you should know, old man, there are not many days left." ”

"These people can't compare to you, and they know it too. Zhang Tianzheng shook his head in disappointment, hesitated for a moment, patted He Qi's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "But that's it, those people are not grass mustard, let them go, even if it's for me." ”

"It's not them who want to cry. He Qi smiled, pointed to a few reporters who were probing their brains outside the door, and said with a smile: "The show has just begun, and as soon as their report comes out, you will know what I am going to do this time." ”

What He Qi wants to do, or what the Guangming Temple wants to do, for these reporters Zhang Tianzheng spent money to invite, it is not a big secret, before coming, Zhang Tianzheng said clearly on the phone, I hope everyone brings some peers to get more carriage and horse fares, waiting for the report to come out, and there are heavy thanks, with such a temptation, several local reporters called friends, and there were dozens of people who came to see Zhang Tianzheng come out with a sad face, and there were familiar reporters who greeted him.

"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, do you have that draft, let's not talk nonsense, take it and see if you go back to change it and quickly put it on the front page for you!" The person who spoke is called Xiao Sanzhang, this, naturally, is not a real name, it is nothing more than a nickname, the reason is also simple, no matter what article this Xiao Sanzhang is, as long as he gives money, he dares to send it, and the price is clearly marked, as long as 300 yuan, in Shanxi, this is indeed not too expensive, when Zhang Tianzheng first came to rectify the Guangming Temple, he looked for this Xiao Sanzhang, and really deceived a lot of good men and women, and the details between each other are clear, so he simply took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhang Tianzheng, while shouting。

"Pay attention, there are people outside to burn incense!" Zhang Tianzheng shouted with a straight face, looked left and right, and saw that those believers were gathered in the front yard, and no one looked at the small place in his backyard, so he took Xiao Sanzhang's cigarette and lit it and took a puff, then shook his head and said: "This time, you can write casually, it doesn't matter if it has any effect." ”

"That's not good, we have professional ethics, don't we!" Xiao Sanzhang was stunned for a moment, looked left and right at his dozens of peers, and found that everyone was as stunned as himself, Zhang Tianzheng's words did make him a little dumbfounded, this kind of money to invite reporters, everyone is not the first time, the picture is a news plus propaganda effect, although taking the money does not necessarily ensure that the effect of the advertisement is in place, but everyone has always done their best, the effect can't come out, don't blame me, at least in terms of writing and content, I have worked hard for you, but like Zhang Tianzheng, a gold owner who has no requirements, it is the first time, so Xiao Sanzhang couldn't help but take a step forward, poked Zhang Tianzheng, and said in a suppressed voice: "Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, I said that you are stunned or what, don't be stunned, hurry up and get down to business, you know that you are abducted and abducted, but don't say it, no one can save face if you say it!"

"This thing, this thing..." Zhang Tianzheng hesitated for a long time, smoked half a cigarette fiercely, gritted his teeth, and then took out a dozen sheets from his arms, handed them to Xiao Sanzhang, lowered his head and said: "Old Xiao, help send it, anyway, the thing is that thing, the tone is the tone on the paper, I, I am not very comfortable today." ”

"Okay, you take it easy, wait and see. Xiao Sanzhang saw that Zhang Tianzheng's face was indeed a little ugly, nodded, took the leaflet and handed it out to dozens of peers, and patted Zhang Tianzheng's shoulder before leaving, and said: "Don't worry, although your matter is a bit outrageous, it is not difficult to do, our place is not as big as a big city, and some believe it." ”

"If you don't believe it, then how good it would be..."Zhang Tianzheng's last sentence was covered by the lion-like chanting of the monk who helped the monk, only he understood it, and when Xiao Sanzhang found someone to send a few newspapers over, Zhang Tianzheng just sighed, shook his head and closed the door, the progress of the matter was indeed beyond his every imagination.

First of all, the matter of the monk puja, originally it was just a simple lecture, to create some momentum, and then it was necessary to perform a trick on the rivers and lakes such as phoenix nirvana, originally this role, was to be played by Zhang Tianzheng, but after Bai Mu knew, he actually found an old monk for him, preaching and deceiving people or something is good, this bureau is already a bit excessive in Zhang Tianzheng's opinion, so he can't get rid of it, but after waiting for the help to come to the Guangming Temple, he got an errand, the first is to find some ruffians and hooligans everywhere to build momentum, by the way, waiting for the beginning of the festival to come to a scene, this matter he naturally can't shirk as a native, found some people to deal with business naturally did not mention, but what made him angry was that he killed a white wood in the oblique stab, saying that he also knew a vote of this kind of hooligan, and he could contribute together, waiting for these so-called hooligans to enter the mountain gate, Zhang Tianzheng was stunned to find that these people found by Bai Mu were simply more professional than those professionals who spent money to hire, and when he saw the difficulty, he chatted with the king of the Ming Dynasty, and he couldn't wait to donate the whole family to him, not to mention the simple work of building momentum.

"Baiyi, Baiyi, how the hell did I forget about this!" Zhang Tianzheng walked around in the monk's room with a cigarette in his hand, Zhang Tianzheng was curious, and also approached to chat a few words, but chatted and chatted, and never found any clues, until the guy came out of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, there was no yellow light rendering in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, as soon as the sun shone down, the white clothes shook Zhang Tianzheng's eyes like snow, and then he suddenly remembered that there was an old man who was dressed in white and specialized in killing Buddhist scriptures, although he had not participated in the white-clothed puja once every half a month, but in the past two years, he had learned some news, although he did not understand the old man's means, but he knew that the old man's influence on the left side of the Jiucang Mountain could indeed be described by raising his arms and shouting, although it was only a white wood, but the name of the King of the Ming Dynasty was just as easy to use.

With the name of the immovable Ming King, overnight, the believers in white clothes were like drilling out of the cracks in the ground to build momentum everywhere, and the news of the reincarnation of the Fudo Ming King also spread all over the streets and alleys, this kind of rumor was originally a three-person tiger, and there were too many things to say, and everyone had to believe it, but it was these media that Zhang Tianzheng invited to really add a fire, and when He Qi asked him to do this at first, what he thought was that although these media were absurd, they were not so absurd that they even published this kind of thing, so they didn't pay attention to the reporters after giving them the manuscript and the carriage fee, but then after getting the newspaper, they found out, I underestimated those people too much.

"This one, how can it be written like a living Buddha in Tibet!" Zhang Tianzheng slapped the table angrily, but heard a creak, the door opened, he looked up, couldn't help frowning, and said in an unkind tone: "What are you doing here, don't you know, he's playing with fire?"

"Sir, as long as he is willing to turn back, he will do whatever it takes. Bai Mu smiled indifferently, glanced at the newspaper on the table, and said slowly: "As for the article here, it has something to do with me, the manuscripts written by those reporters are indeed a little unreasonable, I found someone to help them do the polishing, now it seems that it is already very good, looking for the reincarnation of the Ming King, this kind of absurd excuse, only He Qi can think of it." ”

"This matter is ridiculous in other places, but here, in Jiucang Mountain, it is not ridiculous at all, don't forget, how many scriptures the old man in your family has preached here, don't tell me, this time, you didn't use his name!"

"Naturally, you have to use it. Bai Mu smiled and nodded: "He wants to tell us that our good intentions over the years have been in vain, then we naturally want him to see, these weak people, whether they have stood up and lost the most precious things, even the most cowardly people will stand up and fight hard, such an ending, it is not difficult to guess, but that person is too confident, saying that these weak people will only give hope and fate to others, this is the contest between us, without these white clothes, how can we see the winner or loser." ”

"Those children..."Zhang Tianzheng's lips moved, but he was interrupted by Bai Mu laughing and waving his hand.

"A game, it's just a game, we won't do too much..."Bai Mu showed a deep smile, and subconsciously glanced at the dark corner where the sun couldn't shine, where a praying mantis proudly waved its twin knives and pounced on the ant colony on the ground...