Chapter VI Land Grabbing
The next day, Zhang Hanming went to the restaurant early in the morning, because he hadn't gone to the restaurant to help for a few days, and the new house was almost done, Zhang Hanming decided to go to the restaurant today to help and show his face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
After work in the evening, it happened to be the fixed cleaning time of the restaurant, and he was busy until 22 o'clock in the evening to clean the restaurant in an orderly manner, Zhang Hanming's brother-in-law went upstairs to cook supper in advance, Zhang Hanming happened to be hungry, and planned to go back after supper.
Land Temple.
"Brother, here? I came earlier than usual today! ”
Liang Dazhui nodded with Li Kuan, and then looked at the group of ghosts dressed in various styles behind Liu Kuan, probably less than fifty, and said unhappily: "Why is it so much?" ”
Liu Kuan said helplessly: "Brother, the entire Chinese ghost of Barstow is here!" In small places, there are quite a lot of Chinese people, but basically they have fallen back to their roots! ”
"Okay, you arrange for them to stay nearby. Don't move around, I'm unsettled today, I guess something is going to happen! ”
Liu Kuan's face tightened, and he thought for a while: "Okay... I'll arrange for them first. ”
Liang sledgehammer sat down against the bushes on the outskirts of the yard, thinking about whether to go to Los Angeles to bring some rescuers?
Liang Da Hammer was planning, his heart moved, he looked up in the direction of his right, and said in a low voice: "Hit the street... Here it comes! ”
Later, Liu Kuan, who was nearby, also found out, and quickly gathered behind Liang Dazhui. There were about a hundred ghosts coming, and when they saw Liang Dazhui and their group, they didn't stop, but chose to float directly into the backyard of Zhang Hanming's house, gathering a little far away from the Land Temple.
Liang Dazhui's face changed, and he floated directly into the backyard, and Liu Kuan and the others quickly followed, forming a confrontational situation: "Hey... Get out of here, this is not your church! "Of course, it was in English.
At this time, among the white ghosts opposite, a strong ghost with a face of about thirty came out, looking at the clothes, he should have been dead for almost a hundred years, he looked at the sledgehammer, and said with a contemptuous expression: "This is American land, we have the right to stay anywhere." Do you still have an opinion, you yellow-skinned monkey? ”
Liang Dazhui's face changed again, gritted his teeth, and quickly floated towards the strong man opposite, and slammed his palm on his heart. The white ghost didn't react in any hurry, only to see an afterimage flying towards him. After the disaster, he screamed miserably, flew a few meters away, and was caught by the ghosts behind him, and the powerful impact also brought down several ghosts.
Liu Kuan was stunned by the scene in front of him, leaned over to Liang Dazhu's side, stretched out his thumb and said, "Brother, do you know kung fu?" Master! ”
Liang Dazhui ignored Li Kuan, and said loudly to the ghost group opposite: "My palm is merciful, it is not difficult for him to scatter on the spot!" Don't push us ... Wait for our God to return, and wait for your souls to fly away! ”
The strong white ghost struggled to stand up, clutched his chest and shouted, "Let's go together, I don't believe he can fight a hundred!" ”
It's a pity that the ghost group shocked this palm, and there was no movement, and an old man with an aging appearance came out of the ghost group at this time, and said to Liang Dazhui with a smile: "This gentleman, please don't get excited. My name is Aduma and I apologize to you for the actions of James just now. May I ask what kind of temple of your Chinese gods is this? ”
Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, Liang Dazhui's face softened slightly, and he said, "This is our land temple." ”
Aduma asked, "Is it the god of the earth?" ”
"Hmmm... That's pretty much what it means. ”
"Oh ... As you know, this temple of deities is magical. This neighborhood is very beneficial to our ghosts ... The light of the church has dimmed, and we can't do anything about it! Can we stay here, please? This is a difficult time, we should put aside our race and faith and get through it together, and you should know that there are so many ghosts dissipating every day! ”
Liang Dazhui thought about it with a complicated expression, and only after a long time did he pop up a sentence: "This is our god of China." ”
Liu Kuan listened to their conversation and thought to himself: "It is definitely not possible to keep white people close, but there are tens of thousands of foreign ghosts near the church!" Ay... The ghost is in a foreign country, and he can't help himself! ”
Liu Kuan saw that Liang Dazhui said something that had a beginning and no end, so he was cold and cleared his throat: "Ahem... Mr. Aduma, my name is Liu Kuan. It's not that we don't let you stay here, it's that our land god is not here for the time being, and we can't make our own decisions. ”
When Aduma heard Li Kuan's words, his brows furrowed, and he immediately smiled again: "Hello, Mr. Liu." Have you seen your gods?
Liu Kuan looked at Aduma proudly, and said proudly: "How can we see the land god, but... It was the land god who guided us here, and he knew the difficult situation of our Chinese ghosts, and left this temple for us to recuperate. ”
Aduma nodded after thinking about it, and said sincerely: "Two gentlemen, can we stay near this temple?" We are in a difficult situation indeed! I think your god must have a vast heart, too! ”
Liang Dazhui frowned and did not speak. Liu Kuan lowered his head and his eyes flickered: "Mr. Aduma, it's not impossible, but... Spirits who need to stay near the temple must kneel down on their knees and bow to our god three times. Of course... Our God does not mind that you continue to believe in your God. In our Chinese country, we can believe in Taoism or Buddhism. As you said, our gods do have vast hearts. ”
Aduma thought for a moment: "Please allow me to discuss with them, please wait." Thank you! ”
Liang Dazhui saw Aduma turn around and leave, grabbed Liu Kuan's arm with his powerful right hand, glared and said, "What are you doing?" What if the land is to blame, and we ourselves have nowhere to go? ”
Liu Kuan frowned and endured the pain: "Brother... Tap... Tap... I can't help it! There are many foreign ghosts, and you can't beat tens of thousands of ghosts alone. Foreign ghosts want to die and ask them to kneel on their knees to our land gods, and it is estimated that they are not very willing. ”
Liang Dazhui felt that was the case, and let go of his hand: "What if the land is to blame?" ”
Liu Kuan smiled slightly, and said confidently: "Brother, look at the Land Temple, is the golden divine light a little more dazzling than yesterday?" And the range of effects has also expanded. ”
Liang Dazhui was stunned for a moment, and looked carefully at the Land Temple: "Well... The light is indeed brighter. ”
"Brother, if I'm not mistaken, it should be the reason why I brought these Chinese ghosts."
Liang Dazhui asked, "What do you say?" ”
Liu Kuan smiled and said, "Faith! We Chinese people believe in many land gods, and all the ghosts I brought are Chinese, and they have discovered the benefits of the land temple, of course, they are convinced! The more people and ghosts believe, the greater the mana of the land! ”
Liang Dazhui nodded and patted Liu Kuan's shoulder: "It makes sense, we are helping the land god, and we should have merit." Walk... Let's go and worship the god of the land. ”
Aduma looked at the group of ghosts arguing fiercely, and his face slowly became gloomy: "Enough... Worship if you want, and leave if you don't! Are you pigs? This land temple is obviously newly built, and since it has divine light, it means that there must be gods behind it. Are you strong enough to compete with God? Although he is the god of China... But God is God! Don't make a bad idea, time is running out, if you are willing, hurry up and worship, and if there are still some days, you can not rush first. Those who don't want to go back to the cemetery church. Don't you see that the Chinese people are also kneeling? The soul is about to be scattered, and there is still so much attention? Everybody... I would like to remind you that "living" is the most important thing! ”
Mr. Aduma has a point, we have to "live" before we can continue to wait, waiting for our God to deliver us. I decided to believe in this land god for the time being, and my soul was about to be scattered ... I can't wait! ”
"Yes, that makes sense."
"I agree with Mr. Aduma."
"No... No... I will not change my faith, so I will not bow down to a pagan god. ”
"Bastard... Master, you've just died, and of course you're not in a hurry. I don't know if your grandfather is in a hurry, I heard that he is dying? ”
"Huh... Master, does your opinion speak for your grandfather? ”
"I... I..."
Aduma shook his head with a wry smile, and walked towards Liang Dahammer and them: "Gentlemen, about half of the people are willing to bow down to your gods, and I will tell them to leave if they are unwilling." ”
Liu Kuan smiled and said, "No problem, sir, please come over if you are willing." If you don't want to, ask them to leave. Also, please don't stay next to the backyard house, there are too many ghosts that have an impact on ordinary people. ”
Liu Kuan commanded the foreign ghost to stand up, knelt down, and said loudly: "One worship the land, two worship the land, and three worship the land!" All right. Please find a place to rest directly, the scope of the divine light is very large, everyone should not stay in the backyard of the villa. ”
Zhang Hanming had eaten supper, it was already late at night, strolling on the quiet street, looking left and right with something in his heart, and whispered: "It's strange, why can't you see a ghost in the middle of the night?" ”
Just crossed a 90-degree street corner, Zhang Hanming's eyes turned white, and he quickly turned sideways, bypassing the figure that happened to be walking in front of him. Zhang Hanming suddenly felt a chill in his heart: "Damn, it's really hell." ”
Zhang Hanming took a breath of yang qi and looked at the ghost in front of him. White ghost, sturdy, about 40 years old, sweater vest and shirt, with a sports cap, a pair of trousers underneath, more old-fashioned dress. The soul state is not very good, looming, and it is estimated that time is running out.
Du Lu also made Zhang Hanming startled, under normal circumstances, people will not dodge, they all pass directly through their bodies, which shows that the people in front of them can see themselves.
Duru asked softly, discreetly and ecstatically, "Dear sir, can you see me?" Can you hear me? ”
Zhang Hanming nodded slightly: "Yes." ”
Durle breathed a sigh of relief, the person in front of him could communicate with him, and he didn't run, could it be a psychic? That's great... I was saved.
Duru adjusted his expression, trying to make himself more relatable, and then quickly said, "Sir, can you do me a favor?" You're supposed to be a psychic, right? Please, will you save me? “
"Don't worry, speak slowly. I'll do my best to help you. ”