Salted fish looked back at Fang Zheng just now, and when he found that Fang Zheng had run away, and when he turned around and wanted to say something, he saw a big foot stepping on him, and then his eyes went dark......

Vaguely, the salted fish heard a chaotic shout, like a thief! At the same time, several voices seemed to say to him: "Oh fuck, don't squeeze, step on the talking salted fish!" Emma, it seems to have trampled ...... dead."

"Then how about I try the feel of my feet, hey, it's quite hard......"

Salted fish finally couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to scold, when a small hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed him and dragged him into the depths of the earth, and then threw him into the temple.

But it was the red boy who made a move at the critical moment.

After solving the salted fish, the red boy hurriedly went out to see his nine big black pots, if this was overturned, it would be a pity. This is his masterpiece of one night!

However, the red boy's worries are obviously redundant, although there are many people who come to see the living Buddha, but there are also many people who drink laba porridge, and under the desperate protection of these people, the nine big black pots are intact.

In addition, the police brought by the county magistrate and secretary to help maintain order were not as chaotic as he thought.

But Red Boy also knows that these are temporary for now, and the devil knows if more people will come later. So he didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly lifted the lid of the big black cauldron! At that moment, a voice suddenly sounded!

Phew!

This voice seems to fly from the depths of the universe, with endless nothingness in the emptiness, and eternal life in the sacred!

The sound is extremely loud!

The moment the voice sounded, a yellow light rose into the sky, straight into the sky!

At that moment, everyone's hearts seemed to be suddenly shaken, and they seemed to understand something and seemed to understand nothing. But without exception, all of them were quiet, and the pins could be heard!

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

At the same time, a strange fragrance wafted out, and everyone just smelled it, and they felt refreshed, and one by one they subconsciously looked at the pot that was lifted in the nine big black cauldrons, and the yellow light just slowly dissipated.

"What is this?" asked someone in the crowd chasing Fangzheng subconsciously.

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

Mr. Gu and Chen Qiang were also dumbfounded! When their pot of porridge was boiling, there was no such movement! Moreover, this fragrance was completely different! The porridge they drank was full of aroma, and it was indeed the best of the best! But the fragrance of the porridge in front of them was fragrant, very elegant, and their brains cleared up a lot when they smelled it, and the fatigue of staying up all night disappeared a lot! The taste was so beautiful that they could hardly describe it in words!

At that moment, the two of them suddenly remembered the words of the red boy: "This porridge is cooked badly!"

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both saw the bitterness in each other's eyes!

Although they didn't drink the porridge, the two of them were not stupid, and when they smelled it, they understood everything! Their self-righteousness had tricked them!

Song Ergou looked at the reactions of the two, and said with a smile: "Is last night's porridge delicious? There should be still it, right? Drink it slowly for a while, I'll drink it with you!"

The faces of the two of them suddenly felt as uncomfortable as eating dead flies, and they turned their heads away and didn't look at Song Ergou.

Tan Ming leaned over to Mr. Gu, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I told you earlier, you didn't listen, this time it's cool, right?"

"Why didn't you persuade me at that time? It's good to beat me......" Mr. Gu wanted to cry without tears.

Tan Ming looked at each other, although the relationship between the two is okay, but the subordinate beats the boss?

Chen Jin's son, Chen Long, smiled, looked at Chen Qiang and said, "Qiangzi, come and see us drink porridge in a while." ”

Chen Qiang's face was bitter, at this moment, what could he say?

"Master Pure Heart, I'm the first!" At this time, Song Ergou spoke first, attracting everyone's attention.

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

Look carefully, it is a lotus flower, a rockery, a flower and a tree, a Buddha, a Bodhisattva-like porridge!

When the red boy poured this spoonful of porridge into Song Ergou's basin, after the porridge was spread out, all the Bodhisattvas stood up, the rockeries were lined up, the flowers and trees naturally returned to their places, and for a while, the small pot was like a fairy scene of a group of Buddhas gathering, which was extremely sacred and beautiful!

Seeing this, Song Ergou almost threw the basin in his hand all at once, knelt on the ground and kowtowed. But in the blink of an eye, he realized that this was porridge, not a real Buddha! He didn't know why, when he was down the mountain, he was extremely greedy and wanted a big pot of laba porridge. But when he saw the laba porridge in front of him and smelled the taste, his heart suddenly widened, and 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 also others, whether they came with a bucket or a basin, in the end, everyone only needed a spoonful of porridge.

Seeing this, those who were chasing Fang Zheng suddenly understood something, and some people in the crowd began to secretly leave and stand in the queue for drinking porridge. As soon as someone took the lead, others followed suit, and the scene was chaotic in an instant, but after the chaos, it was a long queue of porridge drinking that meandered on the Yizhi Mountain and went down the stairs!

And this is just a part of the people, and the remaining part is the husbands, wives, parents, etc. of these people, they went down the mountain to find pots and pans, no way, no equipment, and they can't drink porridge!

With Laba porridge to attract everyone's attention, everyone finally let go of Fangzheng for the time being.

In fact, let them continue to chase Fangzheng, they didn't know how to chase it, and they ran into the temple and closed the door. Will they still be able to smash open the gate, rush in and grab Fang Zheng out, and hang it from a telephone pole to watch?

After all, they are believers, not thugs, so when they can't see Fangzheng, they retreat to the next best thing and choose to drink porridge. At the same time, I listened to the people who were originally on the mountain blowing the that I don't know how many times last night, and then one by one, with stars in their eyes, they put their feet on their feet, tilted their heads, looked at the nine big black pots, and said in their hearts: "The porridge of the living Buddha!

At the same time, there are people who keep coming to gather here at the foot of the mountain, and the result is spread to ten, ten to hundred, and the long queue of porridge is lined up from the halfway up the mountain to the foot of the mountain, one pointing to the village and the other to the outside of the village......

PS: I wish you all a happy New Year, good health, and all wealth!

PS: It's the New Year, and there are many things to do in the New Year, so I can only say that I can guarantee the update every day, and I dare not guarantee the update time. Ay......