After giving the order, Zhang Wolf turned around and walked into the Land Temple, and sat down cross-legged in front of the idol, looking as if he was meditating and chanting.

The beach of Tiu Keng Ling is definitely one of the best beaches in Xiangjiang, and the beach of Repulse Bay is not inferior at all, the whole beach is semi-circular, more than ten kilometers long and about 500 meters wide.

In the sun, the golden sand beach is a magical scene.

Today was a really good day, the sun was shining, the sky was cloudless, and the sea near Tiu Keng Ling was as calm as a mirror.

There was no wind, no waves, but the golden sand was flowing slowly on its own.

Slowly, slowly, on the beach gathered into several sand piles, and the sand piles were connected together.

Patches of seaweed in the sea climbed onto the beach on their own, slowly climbing onto the sand.

He dressed the sand pile in a green garment.

A lot of raised sand pillars slowly appeared on the sand pile, and the seaweed was on top of it, and it looked like a big tree was alive from a distance.

"Oh my God! this is Tiu Keng Ling!" shouted the old fisherman of Tiu Keng Ling.

"Wow!

The miracle continues, and the golden sand is still flowing slowly.

On the sand-filled hills, the rudiments of buildings began to appear.

Over time, these buildings are becoming more and more real.

"Land father-in-law bless!"

"Fortune is God's mercy!"

Watching the miracle is that the citizens and fishermen fall to their knees, and everyone bows down to the beach reverently.

Even the people standing in the sea did not care that they were standing in the water, so they knelt in the sea and kowtowed to the beach.

The people of Xiangjiang have believed in the existence of immortals, and most of them usually have the habit of burning incense and worshiping the gods.

They had seen the so-called miracles before, but they had not seen them with their own eyes, but had only heard them recited by others.

Either that, or just can't scrutinize it.

Now, in front of tens of thousands of people, miracles are truly happening before their eyes.

What they saw with their own eyes did not cause them not to believe.

"Oh, God, you told me it's not true! It's all an illusion! Yes, it's an illusion! I must not have rested well yesterday!

"I'd better go back and rest!" Goode shook his head and tried to leave.

Gude, who was about to leave, found that his escort was gone, and the fire in Gude's heart suddenly burst out.

Although usually he resents the existence of these escorts, which seriously interferes with his private life.

But that's not a reason for them to be negligent.

It's not that the guards are really gone, it's just that these guards, like the rest of the townspeople, are kneeling down to worship the miracle on the beach.

Governor Goode stepped forward and kicked the captain of the guard in the ass, shouting, "Damn! what are you doing? Have you forgotten your duty?"

The captain of the guard was not in a hurry, and kowtowed three times to the beach before standing up.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Governor, I haven't forgotten my duty! Miracles are happening, which shows that God is watching this place, and I don't think even the most daring assassin will dare to do evil under God's nose!"

"No! There is no miracle! It is just an illusion! It is like a mirage! Yes! it is a mirage!" Goode desperately tried to convince himself.

"Why don't you come to the front, Mr. Governor, to see if the miracle really exists?" suggested the Governor's assistant, leaning over to Goode's side.

"Yes, you're right! Let's go to the front and see that it's all an illusion! It's a mirage! It's what we should do as a government department!" Goode nodded as if grasping at a life-saving straw, and then looked at the captain of the guard.

Signal that it is time for him to do his duty and go ahead and clear the way.

In fact, there is no need for Goode to say, the captain of the guard has already begun to call his team members to clear the way.

He also wanted to come up close and feel the miracle, and it would be better if he could touch it!

These convoys are G4 special forces dedicated to protecting the dignitaries in Xiangjiang.

The G4 Special Service is part of the Department of Political Affairs and is an armed force independent of the police department.

The Political Department was directly under the command of MI5, and even the Governor General could not interfere directly in their work.

As the fourth group of the Political Department dedicated to the protection of dignitaries, the G4 Group for the Protection of Dignitaries is still very powerful.

One of the teams protecting Governor Goode was the one who protected it.

The captain of the G4 squad and his team quickly cleared a passage to protect Goode to the beach.

"Oh my God, please tell me it's not true!" Goode felt like he was about to break down.

The miracle looked like untouched sand sculptures, but his hand told him that they were stronger than marble.

As the Governor of Xiangjiang, he had already seen the Fude Group's plan for Tiu Keng Ling.

The sand sculpture in front of you is what it looks like in the planning plan of Tiu Jing Ling.

His faith was crumbling, and if he could do it all over again, he would never go to the damn ceremony.

He would not listen to his assistant and come to verify the authenticity of the miracle.

Approaching the miracle, Goode even touched the miracle with his hand in order to follow the truth of the miracle.

Goode is not alone in feeling that his faith has collapsed, and there is Bruce, a British journalist for the South China Morning Post.

Now Bruce is kneeling in front of the miracle like the citizens of Xiangjiang and fishermen, praying sincerely.

Yes, just now Bruce, a fanatical Christian believer, has completely abandoned his God.

He became a devout believer who was blessed with righteousness.

It's not that Bruce's faith is not loyal enough, it's mainly that Zhang Wolf has brought him too much impact.

Others put incense on the father-in-law of the land, and a wisp of incense returned one-third of the wolf.

Bruce produced the same incense gas, and Zhang Wolf gave back to him 200%, that is, two wisps of incense qi.

Two wisps of incense can be cured even if it is a terminal illness.

When shouting miracles outside, Bruce, who had just received two wisps of incense, rushed to the front like a chicken blood under the psychological hint of Zhang Wolf, and became the first person to verify the miracle with his own hands.

He watched houses made of yellow sand appear in front of him, and roads formed in front of him.

Not to mention a fanatical believer, even when the bishop comes, he will abandon his original faith.

Zhang Wolf, who was meditating in the Land Temple, endured the ecstasy in his heart and did not laugh out loud.

Milky white, pale gold, the golden power of faith is surging madly.

Today's harvest in one day is more powerful than the harvest of the past year and a half combined.

And the power of these new beliefs is the least milky.

It's more about the pale yellow power of pious faith.

Even the golden fanatical power of faith is quite a lot.

And that's not what excites him the most.

What really made me unable to suppress the excitement in my heart was that he had finally become a high-ranking priest.