Two days passed quickly. However, in the past two days, Chu Nan walked around the small Vietnamese city of Bama, and he found that the so-called Lingling Sect was very prosperous in this small Vietnamese city, and many people believed in it.

However, if you want to say that the leader is found, it is a little difficult, because it is a one-line connection. This is somewhat similar to those MLM organizations, which do not mention relying on downlines in exchange for more income.

Early in the morning, when the proprietress of the hotel went to call him up, Chu Nan had already heard all kinds of lively sounds outside the window. When I looked out the window, I saw a large group of people walking.

After Chu Nan put on his clothes, washed up and came out of it, the proprietress also said.

"It's the master, they're coming."

When Chu Nan came downstairs, he saw that in the procession, there were people beating gongs and drums, and there were four people carrying a portrait. On the contrary, this is very similar to the time of the Chinese New Year and the festival in China.

Of course, if it weren't for seeing those Vietnamese characters now, Chu Nan would really think that he was in those rural areas in China now.

"That Spirit Immortal."

The innkeeper said reverently looking at the figure she was carrying.

According to the information, Chu Nan found that the so-called leader of the Lingling Sect, in fact, was originally a person who was similar to the leader of the gangsters in China, and later because of this crooked idea, he also combined the Christian Bible and other local Taoist scriptures to create the so-called Lingling Sect, and then used it to deceive others and seize more people's money.

Later, after being banned by the domestic government, the other party fled abroad, then went to the United States, and over the years, returned to Vietnam, and then continued to quietly spread his cult to other parts of the country.

However, when it came to the portrait that was being carried was the cult leader himself, Chu Nan felt that it was very similar, but it was not similar. Because according to the data image Chu Nan saw on the Internet, that person is indeed very similar to this portrait. However, there is something different about it.

When the team brought the statue over, someone was holding the box, and the believers put their money or some valuables in the box.

Chu Nan felt strange, why did the Vietnamese government still protect such a cult figure?

It can be said that the poorer the place, the more it believes in those cults. On the contrary, those who are more developed, those who do not believe in these at all.

When he came to the small city of Bama, Chu Nan found that it was not comparable to the small towns in China, so the citizens here had less income.

However, they still took out a lot of money to give it to that cult.

And the hostess of the hotel also took out a few banknotes of 10,000 VND and put them in that box, which made Chu Nan feel that this was somewhat similar to the Qingming Festival in China.

"Didn't you say that you believe in the Spiritual Religion? Why don't you donate money to bless yourself? ”

"You help me go and tell their person in charge that I want to meet the person in charge and want to donate 10 million VND in person."

Although this 10 million VND is not much, it is enough to attract the attention of the other party.

Therefore, when the proprietress heard Chu Nan's words, she went over to talk about it for him.

Soon, in the crowd, a dark and thin Vietnamese man came out, looked at Chu Nan and asked.

"Are you going to donate money?"

"It's me, I'm from Guangxi, and it's very similar to the words of the Great Immortal. However, it is best to meet with the Spirit Sect Immortal in person. ”

"It's hard to do."

The other party said.

Although he didn't believe that Chu Nan would be anything else, what danger did he want to pose to the sect leader? However, because this Spirit Sect is a one-line connection, he can only meet one superior, and it is even more difficult to meet other people.

"What if I come up with 100 million VND?"

When he heard that Chu Nan could give more money to the sect leader, it was even more different.

So, the other party said.

"I can help you ask my superiors."

"Alright, I'll stay here and wait." ……

When the team walked away, Chu Nan did not follow again. And in the morning, when Chu Nan had just finished eating at the hotel, he saw the black and thin Vietnamese man coming over with a person.

"We can take you there."

Chu Nan looked at these three people and felt that their strength was about the same as those ordinary people. Naturally, he was not afraid, so he followed the three of them away.

They got on a tricycle and found that they were leaving the city of Bama and continuing to the villages near the city of Bama. Along the way, Chu Nan felt that this side was getting more and more remote.

Vietnam, a small country, has a population of 80 or 90 million, so that's not to count. However, most of the population is concentrated in the eastern part of Vietnam, so there are not many people in the northeast, and the rural areas here are even more backward, I am afraid that they are much more backward than those poor mountainous areas in China.

However, it may be because of this that the Spiritual Cult is producing and has their soil.

On the way, Chu Nan didn't speak, and Chu Nan couldn't understand what the two Vietnamese men were communicating in Vietnamese. However, how much can be seen from the look on their faces.

After about two hours, Chu Nan came to the remote village inside, and he found that it was rare to see cars, people, and houses, and the road was also a dirt road that had not yet been developed.

Basically, as long as it rains like this, it's hard to drive, and it's even difficult to walk.

"Ours is up here."

When Chu Nan and the two got out of the car, they followed them inside, and he found that there was another world, because he saw that there were actually many houses inside. It's just that inside, now, except for the clouds, it seems very quiet.

"Take me to him."

"What about your money?"

"Take me to him first."

When Chu Nan followed the person inside, there were people in those rooms, but those people were sitting there, not knowing what Lu Dao was reading. It's just that those people read very quietly, so Chu Nan felt that it was very quiet just now. However, those people are all black, thin, and malnourished.

"What are they doing there?"

"I'm reciting the Spiritual Sutra."

"Is it Vietnamese?"

"Yes."

This made Chu Nan feel even more funny, it was obvious that the so-called Lingling Sect was just deceiving those poor people in Vietnam. I didn't expect that so many people really believe it.

Chu Nan followed the two men through the houses and came to a house that was entirely made of wooden houses. Then he pushed the door open, and when he went inside, Chu Nan had already smelled a smell inside.

Sandalwood.

Yes, there was smoke coming out of it, and that breath was precisely because of the burning of sandalwood.