The sound of a thunderbolt on a sunny day is obviously more deterrent than the power of killing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the white light disappeared and people recovered from their dizziness, they found that many people had fallen to the ground in fright. As for whether there is feces and urine, I don't know.

The guys who weren't intimidated on the ground didn't have time to get complacent. Suddenly, a scorched smell came, and then the scene that caught my eye would undoubtedly make everyone forget it for the rest of their lives.

The beacon fire everywhere knows the nobility of the people, and the thunder is coming to Fang Xiaotian's might!

Several of the Mafu family members who tried to destroy the Xuanguang Temple were already lying on the ground. The body was charred black like carbon, and there was a mist of green smoke coming out of his body. There was a smell of burnt and sweet fragrance, and the crowd who had just been frightened and frightened instantly vomited into a piece.

Whether it was the people in Mafu or the onlookers, their faces were all pale with fright at this moment, and even the eyes that looked at Xuanguangguan were different.

It is sacred and inviolable, and there is great virtue and no blasphemy! The plaque of the entrance view is undoubtedly using the thunder from the sky to represent a kind of existence that cannot be looked up!

A Taoist temple with gods is naturally different from a Taoist temple without gods. If he had known that this was the case, how could Ma Fu still dare to seek bad luck on his own?

Not to mention how everyone in Mafu returned to the house in a strange way, in the window compartment of a Chinese-style restaurant not far from Xuanguangguan, a young man dressed as a native soldier general also glanced at his teacher, a big man in an Arab robe, and their faces instantly turned black.

"Second prince, Your Majesty is going back to the palace immediately, the fire has gotten out of control, and now it is not far from the palace. In the past, His Majesty asked you to take people to suppress the unconvinced civilians, and clear out a fire belt," a palace guard hurriedly ran up to the restaurant and knelt on the ground and said.

"Got it, let's go down" The second prince was obviously in a bad mood and said very annoyed.

After the guards left, the second prince said hatefully to the eldest prince: "This must be a good idea of my eldest brother." Let me clean up the fire barrier and tear down the houses of those devout Celestial People, who deliberately wanted me to be resented by the Celestial believers in the city, and then I could take this opportunity to get rid of me as a thorn in the side. What a good brother! ”

"On the supreme throne, there is only the laughter of the victors and the wailing of the dead. But the gods are destined to be on the side of the victors, and they will also be on the side of the pious. Da Ah Kui shook his head and said with a holy face.

"Only the pious can be victors! Whoever the gods are on will be the victors" The second prince is obviously not stupid. Naturally, I understood the hint of Da A.

Indeed, today, not to mention outside the city, even inside the city, the inhabitants who believe in the gods have occupied ninety percent. As long as you have the support of the Akrins, how can you not win? Even if the current father opposes it, it is useless. As long as the prostrate people speak out, even the palace guards may fight back at any time.

Celestial believers are first and foremost believers of the Celestial Gods, and only then are the people of this country. This undoubtedly makes the current king deeply jealous, and it is also one of the reasons why the pious second prince was suppressed by the king. On the contrary, the relationship between the Great Prince and the Celestial God Sect is not so close. On the contrary, he was more interested in the culture of the Chinese, so he was favored by the king.

"Teacher, I will definitely be the victor, because my belief in the gods is beyond doubt, do you say?" The second prince looked into his teacher's eyes and asked.

"Then whether you are afraid of the wrath of the pagan gods, can you firmly believe that the gods are great and unique? The kingdom of heaven flowing with milk and honey is reserved for the pious who die for the gods, and the hypocrites will go down to Hellfire. The gods know everything. The belief of a single god also needs to be expressed by action," Da Ah said with a solemn face under his beard.

"I will prove my piety, and I will let all the blood of Kafir prove the supremacy and oneness of the gods. But the teacher also needs to be on my side, because you represent the will of the gods. But before I can do that, I still need to let the fire subside, so that the calamity does not befall more of the people of the gods, not because of the king's orders, but because of the instructions of the gods. Teacher, are you right? The second prince asked with a firm tone. But his hand rested on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"This is the sin of the pagans, and it is their attack on the believers of the gods. We will defeat them, and we will bring them to repentance. I'll help you this time. Because that's the only way. After all, if everyone is allowed to spread wantonly, the homeland of the people of the gods will also be reduced to ashes. You can rest assured," Da Ah replied.

"Thank you, teacher" the second prince stroked his chest and saluted, and then left with his guard.

"None of them are pious. Everyone who has been tainted with worldly power is no longer a pure believer. Da Ah sighed at the students behind him.

"Fools need to be taught, whether with good intentions. Or with bows and arrows and sabers. Only the gods are the only ones in the world, and only the scriptures of the gods are untamperable. Because it was a revelation from God," the student immediately replied.

"The gods are great, and they also need to make superstitious people understand their greatness. If you can't make people repent, how can you make yourself pious and brave from the teachings of the prophets?" nodded appreciatively and smiled.

Lichen had no intention of letting everyone devour the whole city, nor did he intend to let the entire city accompany the gods and goddesses to burn jade. As the fire in the flames of Nanming was recovered, and countless natives sacrificed their lives to fight the fire under the call of the prostrates. The fire was finally extinguished just as it was about to burn the Dao Palace.

Although the fire in the city was extinguished, the rumors about the Xuanguang Temple in the city became hot. Surrounded by wolves and oppressed, the Chinese undoubtedly need a spiritual leader, a backer who can make them feel safe. And now a thunderbolt from the sky in front of the Xuanguang Temple is undoubtedly very in line with the beliefs and cognition of the Chinese people.

Good people should have good rewards, and bad people will naturally be struck by lightning. The blasphemy of the gods was struck by lightning, which undoubtedly proves that the Xuanguang Temple is still protected by the immortals.

Especially when there was a fire in the city, and the natives who believed in the gods were burned, killed and wounded, and suffered heavy losses. The Chinese were relieved to see the schadenfreude, and they were also worried that the natives would blame all the blame on the Chinese after they had encountered unhappy things. I don't know what kind of excuse there will be to find the Chinese to vent their anger and make up for the loss?

In the past 100 years, this has not been the case. In recent decades, as more and more natives have taken refuge in the gods, their behavior has become more and more excessive and frequent.

Whether you really believe that there is a spirit in the Xuanguang Temple, or you still want to find a place of comfort. Undoubtedly, the fame of Xuanguangguan has increased greatly, and the Chinese who came to incense are about to break the threshold.

Ordinary Chinese people are uneasy, and the major Chinese clans and wealthy merchants led by the city are undoubtedly even more worried.

The first to rot has basically become the consensus of the Chinese. Whether in Daming or overseas. If the natives really want to mess around, they will bear the brunt of it.

The disaster ten years ago, the Zhang family led by the family was destroyed, the family property was robbed, the store and home were burned, and the wife and children were looted and wantonly humiliated and harmed, but when everyone thought of this, they were uneasy.

At this time, several wealthy Chinese patriarchs who went to the Xuanguang Temple to visit sent an invitation to hold a banquet in the Chinese Chamber of Commerce to invite the patriarchs of the major clans to be guests of the business owners. Although nothing was said, in such a situation, everyone undoubtedly knew what to talk about.

It is conceivable that the natives will use all kinds of excuses to trouble the Chinese in the next few days. The Chinese don't mind spending a little money to avoid disasters, but they are afraid that the local people will not have enough people's hearts and will cause a blood disaster.

How should the Chinese respond, should everyone discuss and advance and retreat together, can the natives still kill all the Chinese?

To put it mildly, if this indigenous country exterminated the Chinese, it would be a disaster for the whole country. It is difficult to say whether it will retreat to the Stone Age, at least as far as industry and commerce are concerned, without Chinese merchants and Chinese craftsmen, the current natives would not even be able to beat iron knives, let alone maritime trade.

Do natives do business? All Chinese businessmen were skeptical.

Moreover, there were no Chinese merchants, and the Arab ships alone were heading north to the Ming Dynasty to trade. Without goods from Daming, most of the country's seaports would be wasted.

Plan ahead and be prepared. It's just that what the effect of this gathering between Chinese groups is, no one knows the bottom of their hearts!

In the blink of an eye, the red lights in the Chinese Chamber of Commerce in the south of the city were hung high, and the downstairs was full of traffic. Countless Chinese tycoons and family patriarchs really came to the appointment.

The whole hall was bustling, full of people greeting and pulling relationships.

"Oh, Master Li, Master Jiao, brother is here to greet you. I don't know where the two of you have made their fortunes recently! How are you feeling lately? ”

"Oh, the money clerk is here, I heard that the eldest prince of your mansion recently got married, I am not overseas, I can't congratulate in person, I am really guilty, guilty! Today, the younger brother must be fined three glasses of wine to apologize, apologize! ”

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The Chinese community in Semarang is undoubtedly much more complex in the countryside, and the clan grouping is not so obvious, but there is undoubtedly a cooperative relationship between the families. But who can come here is not a wealthy Chinese rich class? Make a fortune, intrigue on weekdays, at least on the face, you always have to greet each other with a smile.

The Chinese are in contact with each other, and so are the natives. It's just that the natives have an official government, an army, and a prostrate.

When the fire finally passed, the second prince summoned all the preachers and prostrate in the city in the name of his teacher.

The fire in the city came really strangely, and it also caused heavy losses to the natives. As followers of the gods, we certainly have an obligation to help each other. It's just that compared to the Chinese, the natives are very poor. In order to help the natives rebuild their homes, they naturally need to get money from the Chinese. It's just that what method to use needs to be discussed by everyone.

"They took our land and deprived us of our property. They were all very rich, but they did not worship the gods for a single star, and they also turned a blind eye to the kindness and suffering of the natives. We should get rid of them all, they are a bunch of moths that will cause some of the devotees of the gods to be miserable. The gods are great, since they do not believe in us. We're either going to drive them away or we're going to kill them all. The money will naturally atone for their deeds" Abdul Rahman Sualo, who grew from a long-term laborer enslaved by the Chinese to a preacher: Abdul Rahman Sualo was undoubtedly the most devout Catholic and the most hated Chinese radical. The whole Assembly, of course, was the first to take the floor and insisted on his usual proposal.

"The gods are merciful and always forgiving. How can we regain wealth by killing the Chinese who have been driven away? Our people are too lazy and not as smart as the Chinese. Although he was blessed by the gods, he could not wipe out all the Chinese. Perhaps we can just ask them to come up with a large sum of money to compensate poor believers. Why bother to let the knife be stained with blood, so that the mercy of the gods cannot be carried out" As soon as Sualo's words were finished, someone rose up to refute it.

"Vahano, you yourself mingle with the filthy Chinese and help them speak, are you going to be a traitor?"

"Yes, you are betraying the gods and colluding with the unreligious Kafir. Why else would you speak for those moths? ”

"What will you do but look at those riches? Without the Chinese, would the people of the gods surely become richer? ”

Like the Chinese, there will be fights and quarrels between the natives. It's just that the content of the quarrel is not whether to deal with the Chinese, but whether to cut the flesh with a slow knife, or to cut off the head one by one.

I can't help but say that this is the sorrow of the Chinese. Weak submission will not make the perpetrator reflect.

Early the next morning, a courtyard in front of the Xuanguang Temple was crowded with believers who came to burn incense.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! A few good fortunes came this time, but there is something good to tell me" In the Qingxiu Hall in the backyard of the Taoist temple, Lichen asked with a smile to several wealthy Chinese businessmen who came to visit yesterday.

Several wealthy Chinese businessmen were embarrassed for a while, and only sighed for a while before they sighed and said: "Don't dare to hide from the immortal, at yesterday's meeting, although everyone agreed with the words of the Taoist, but between each other, the difference is too big, and it is really impossible to talk about it." Moreover, many Chinese and natives get along with each other and do not want to cause unnecessary disputes. ”

When he heard this, he closed his eyes.

The knife is not in the body, and I don't know how to resist. When death is on the verge of death, you will repent! Why is the status of the Chinese in later generations inferior to that of blacks, it is the cowardice that has been deeply rooted in the bones for thousands of years that can be passed by it!

What about hard work? And how smart? How can a nation that has no courage, who cares about personal grievances, who cannot unite with the outside world, who does not know how to actively participate or resist, who has no status at all?

"The good is like water, the water is good for all things without fighting, and the evil of all people is the same, so it is more than the Tao" Lichen sighed and explained: "Why do people always forget to live in a good place, a good heart, and a good benevolence." Goodwill is relative to goodwill. If everything is not disputed, why are the rivers flooding, and why are the lakes and seas so big! ”

"The poor road is willing to open the door of Pudu, but someone stops at the river. In this case, if you are willing, you can tell those who are willing to do it that within three days, they will come to my Xuanguang Temple within three miles to avoid trouble. Heavenly Venerable is merciful and saves those who should be saved. There is no class in Taoism, and people who are destined to cross should be crossed".

After a few words, the few wealthy Chinese businessmen who sat down were cold.

"Disaster is coming!" Lichen sighed, waved his hand, and let a few people leave on their own.