Just when Luo Ming and Qiu Xi arrived in the provincial capital to start a carpet search, the calm Luoshui Village was already angry.

Today is not the fifteenth day of the new year, let alone a good day, but a large number of villagers gathered in front of the Guanyin Temple, and they came to Li Temple to discuss the law.

I don't know who first discovered the secret of Guanyin's theft, at first it was just some rumors, but within a few days, it seemed that every villager knew about it.

Regarding the rumors, this should be the case in most rural areas.

In the morning, some people came one after another, pretending to offer incense, but they were almost silent, they came to confirm the situation, after all, there was still some fear in the subconscious, for fear that the Bodhisattva would blame. After noon, more and more people came, crowding the Guanyin Temple.

There is a lot of power in people, and the Guanyin Buddha statue is not real, and it can't withstand so many pairs of fiery eyes.

Seeing that the matter was about to be revealed, Li Miaozhu slipped out of the back door of the kitchen, and went straight to the commissary at the head of the bridge while no one was paying attention.

The commissary has a landline, which is already rare in the village. Li Miaozhu usually doesn't use his mobile phone much, the main reason is that there is no one to call, the machine is equipped with one, but it has been in a state of power outage for a long time. So in a hurry, he could only run here to contact Luo Ming and hide by the way.

He tried dialing two, but they didn't connect. Li Miaozhu, who was restless, had to ask the boss to call Luo Ming a few more times, and the boss saw that he was flustered, but he agreed, but he couldn't get through if he didn't prompt him, or no one would answer if he didn't get through.

Li Miaozhu secretly patted himself on the leg and regretted it, how could he send such an unreliable person as Luo Ming into the city to do such a life-threatening event, but there is no regret medicine in the world.

Although he was angry, Li Miaozhu didn't dare to stay too long, he wasn't sure what the villagers would do, after all, there had never been such a bad incident in decades.

Will the temple be demolished?

It's entirely possible! The villagers are usually docile, but when they become angry, they are completely unpredictable.

"Tear it down, just dismantle it. Li Miaozhu thought secretly, I hope I don't want to tear myself down. He pretended to have just finished using the toilet and hurried back to the temple, and just as he was about to slip into the kitchen through the side door, he caught a familiar face.

Li Miaozhu was overjoyed: "Fuqi, it's great that you're here...... I'm dying of sorrow. ”

Li Fuqi frowned, and he was equally anxious: "Third uncle, you hurry up and tell me the truth, what's going on?"

Li Miaozhu muttered: "What can happen, these people are aggressive, they don't care about it, they are messing around, and they are messing ......around."

Li Fuqi is angry and funny, this third uncle, still has a fluke mentality.

As the village party secretary, he had to pierce this layer of window paper: "Third uncle, don't hide it from me, is the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the temple gone?"

Li Miaozhu was still struggling in his heart: "What kind of nonsense is talking like this without a door...... What kind of bastard is talking nonsense like that?......"

Li Fuqi sighed helplessly, the old man in front of him made him admire and hate, admired that this old man had been guarding this temple for decades, and hated that no one was more self-deceiving than this old man.

Li Fuqi proposed: "Do you want me to ask my uncle and them to mediate?"

Li Miaozhu came back to his senses instantly, and was a little hesitant at first, but after a few thoughts, this was obviously the best way.

This is why Li Fuqi couldn't find Li Qisi, so he had to come to Li Yiting's house and ask Li Qihuai to mediate instead.

After listening to Li Fuqi's account, Li Yiting also felt a little tricky, whether this matter is big or small, it depends on whether the villagers are generous enough.