Qin Ming lowered his eyebrows, but he always felt that there was a gaze locked on him, and he felt uncomfortable, I don't know why, he always had a bad premonition in his heart, as if something was going to happen.

"Well, please put your hands down, and God will hear you. The young man waved his hand to the crowd and put it down, and a man behind him quickly pushed the stool over for him to sit down.

"The Holy One has not been in good health for the past two days, so if you have any questions, just ask them one after another, and if you don't say much, we will naturally give you another answer when the time comes. A woman in a white robe walked from the stage, holding a microphone in her hand, and said to everyone, and then handed the microphone to the Holy One.

The people below instantly boiled again, chattering, Qin Ming stretched out his ears and listened to some messy questions, and he didn't bother to listen to them anymore.

"Qiangzi, what questions are you going to ask later?" Qin Ming saw that Zhou Qiangsheng was folding his fingers this week, and asked him in a muttering mouth.

"I, I've been in good health lately, I don't have anything to ask, this little dark room has been closed for three days, I don't dare to ask any more questions. Zhou Qiangsheng waved his hand and smiled a little timidly.

"Okay, now let's not argue, let's ask one by one. The Sage picked up the microphone and said to them, the man seemed to be dying, his voice was weak, and his face was very pale.

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged woman in the crowd stretched out her hand and kept waving it, trying to attract his attention, and the Sage immediately asked her to get up and ask questions.

The woman looked very anxious, her face was also flustered, and she said to the Sage: "Sage, I have often had chest tightness and shortness of breath in the past two days, and I have passed out from time to time. ”

The white-robed woman on the stage glanced at the sage, then took the microphone into her hand and said to the woman: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are originally orderly, we have violated the heavens and renewed your life, and we have already suffered too much responsibility, you just need to practice the current cultivation technique with peace of mind, and it will not be long before I will naturally teach you a higher and deeper cultivation method." ”

The woman listened, and hurriedly wanted to ask again, but the white-robed woman on the stage said loudly.

Qin Ming, who listened to these people's words, was also a little stunned, what is not good to talk about, he has to talk about something dead and alive, this White Flame Sect is like a pyramid scheme, isn't it for profit?

Next, several more people stood up and asked, it was about some physical problems, Qin Ming was also a little angry when he heard it, why are these people so stupid, they are sick and go to the hospital, what are they doing in this White Flame Sect, maybe they will die here one day.

"Qiangzi, are all the people here sick, why are they all about healing and cultivating?" Qin Ming was a little puzzled when he heard this, and pulled Zhou Qiangsheng over and asked softly in his ear.

"That's not it, who is not sick here, this White Flame Sect not only gives us practice, but also teaches us how to make money, everyone admires them very much, and no one wants to leave here. Zhou Qiangsheng responded to Qin Ming with a puzzled expression, and looked him up and down.

Qin Ming was a little hairy by his eyes, and hurriedly said: "I have a heart attack, it's been many years, this is not the first time I've been here, I'm not very familiar with it, so I'll ask you a few words." ”

"Oh, I see, you're okay with a heart attack, do you know that the rotten sores on my body are angry people, and I can't cure them for a long time, and now I'm also a dead horse as a live horse doctor, so I can only spend it in this church. Zhou Qiangsheng heard Qin Ming's words, and suddenly said, and sympathized with him.

Qin Ming and Zhou Qiangsheng chatted without saying a word, not knowing that the eyes of the sages on the stage had already locked on the two of them, and when they were all answered, they took the microphone and said, "The two men sitting next to each other in the third row, stand up." ”

Qin Ming and the two of them were still chatting, but they didn't notice that they had been targeted, and the people next to them were still pushing them, so Qin Ming and the two of them had no choice but to stand up.

"I see that the two of you have been talking down there for a while, do you have any objections to what we just said?" The sage asked Qin Ming and the two of them in a deep voice with gloomy eyes.

Zhou Qiangsheng's whole person was trembling, still trembling slightly, and sweat was dripping from his forehead, Qin Ming looked at him like that, his heart was still a little weak, he had not yet figured out the situation when he first arrived, he was treated as a typical example, maybe it would be difficult for Zhou Qiangsheng, and he would be locked up for a few more days.

"No, no, we are thinking of asking, when will the Sage come again to teach us a higher cultivation technique?" Qin Ming's mind was running rapidly, and he wanted to bring the words back.

"I said you haven't even learned to climb, and you still want to learn to fly, is he new today?" asked the white-robed woman on the stage aloud to the group of people below.

Those people looked at him one by one and hurriedly responded yes.

"That's right, we don't raise idlers in our church, and we don't raise such talkative things, so let's get tired of cleaning the whole synagogue for a few days. After the white-robed woman finished speaking, she helped the sage to stand up, and a group of white-robed people came up to escort the two sides, and a group of them slowly walked towards the back door.

Only Qin Ming and Zhou Qiangzi were left in a daze, and the others followed behind in a hurry, walking outside the hall.

"You two are not allowed to run around, this hall has not been cleaned for a long time, and if you don't clean up this time, let alone dinner, you will have to be locked up for a few days. The big man with the iron rod stepped forward and said to the two of them, pointed to the broom in the corner of the wall outside the door, and walked out with the mop.

"Why am I so unlucky, I have only been locked up for three days, and now I have to clean the synagogue again, isn't it the rhythm that wants me to die? Zhou Qiangsheng sat on the stool in a dejected manner, and almost fell down on the spot.

"Bah, something, it still reminds me. Qin Ming watched everyone walk out, so he pulled Zhou Qiangsheng and went outside.

When he first entered the synagogue, he still heard the sound of the system, but not close, so it was possible that he could just get together to clean up in other factories and find out where he had lost his mobile phone.

"Qiangzi, have your mobile phones been put away, where does he usually put them?" Qin Ming turned around several times and didn't hear the sound of the system, and hurriedly asked him.

"That's right, you can't call people outside when you come here, it's locked in the warehouse of the factory, and we don't need it anyway, we don't care. Zhou Qiangsheng said softly, holding the broom in his hand and wanting to walk into the hall.