In the vast area of sub-Saharan Africa, chieftain is a very feared title for ordinary people, especially in this relatively closed village, where the chief is the reborn parent of the villagers.

The chief controls the tribe, the village's rituals, the distribution of resources, communication with the outside world, trade, and even some trivial family matters of the clan or villagers, as long as they can't make up their minds, they have to go to the chief for adjudication.

The chief said what to do, then what to do, and no one else had to have any objections, and it was useless to object.

Even if you don't want to, the tribesmen will force you to do what the chief says.

In particular, the big chiefs of some large ethnic groups or tribes are almost like the emperors of the earth, and in fact, they are also called the kings of the earth.

These people have great power, a lot of wealth and extravagance, and there are many people who marry dozens of wives and have more than 100 children.

The chief of Naha's village, because the area under his jurisdiction is small, there are few people, and the terrain is relatively remote, so it doesn't seem to be very forced.

But for ordinary villagers like Naha, it is also an existence that they dare not offend.

Now Wu Jun casually said that he would be the chief, which almost scared the Naha family.

The chief is not quite you, you can be quite a person.

Because it is useless to make yourself a chief, this position is hereditary, and you have to accept the supervision of the superior chief.

Even if everyone in the village elected Naha's father as the chief, the above would not agree, unless the current chief's family died or willingly abdicated.

Will Kava let it?

I'm afraid that even if he wanted to, his sons would not want to.

When the benefits of being a chief are too numerous to count, a fool would put such great power and benefits in the hands of others.

"Let's leave," said Naha's father, apprehensively, "we'll sneak away tonight and start over somewhere they will never find it, I'm still young and hunting, and many tribes are still willing to accept us." ”

And then continue to live this life of being exploited?

Wu Jun knew that Naha's father was afraid, and he was not to blame, after all, not everyone could shout such bold words as "the prince will be Xiangning".

So Wu Jun didn't say much about this, and waited until the old monk arrived tomorrow and looked at the specific situation.

......

The old monk has been wandering around for the past few days, and the scene he saw made him feel extremely complicated.

He felt sad to see these people who were living miserable, he was angry when he saw them being oppressed, and he felt sad to see these people who were not thinking of making progress and had nothing to do all day long.

He also tried to use the brilliance of the Buddha to influence some people, but these people would not listen to him at all, even if he released his spiritual power and chanted the scriptures, it could only make them stunned a little.

After he finished reciting the scriptures, these people continued to live the insensitive life they had before.

After a few days of trying, he gave up, after all, chanting could not fill people's stomachs, and soon no one came to listen to him.

While he was lamenting in his heart, he suddenly received a call from Wu Jun, so he rushed to the small village of Naha as fast as he could.

"That's the way it is," Wu Jun said, after giving a brief introduction to the situation, "you can try to influence these villagers, and it is better to make Naha's father a chief." ”

After thinking about it, Wu Jun said, "Of course, it would be best if you could show a miracle. ”

The old monk twitched the corner of his mouth, where would he have any miracles.

Isn't this little master trying to play the same trick when he was in Thailand?

Although it looked like a miracle of the Buddha, he knew that it was not, fake!

Isn't this forcing him to break the vows again?

"Miracles don't need it," he hurriedly said, "I'd better slowly influence them, and as for whether it can be done, it depends on whether they are related to my Buddha." ”

Wu Jun nodded, I have to say that the Buddha's trick "fate or not" is very useful.

If you do it, you have a fate, and if you can't do it, you don't have a chance, don't blame me.

While the two were talking, there was another noise outside, and Chief Kawa came with all the villagers.

Wu Jun walked out and looked, almost blinded by his glittering golden ornaments.

I saw that there were dozens of finger-thick gold necklaces hanging around the neck of this goods, and they were all very long, and they fell to the stomach.

On the two black wrists, the gold bracelet is also circled and circled, and there is a high gold hat on the head, and the clothes on the body are also covered with gold threads, shining in the sun.

He also held a cane that symbolized status and power, the head of the cane was also made of gold, and several golden bells hung from the back, but it did not look very pure.

But even so, this is the most trenched person Wu Jun has ever seen.

If this is thrown to Huaxia, it is estimated that it will make headlines in minutes, and it is estimated that it will be robbed meticulously when it is over.

Unlike yesterday, Chief Kawa was dressed in such a formal attire, and the village names were more respectful to him, and no one dared to talk nonsense.

The Naha family was even more frightened, and they knelt on the ground with a normal sound, pressing their heads against the ground, like a few small quails.

Not to mention seeking power and usurping the throne, they don't dare to think about it now.

"Miss Selena, you promised to compensate us today, I don't know if it's there?"

"This ......"

Selena was speechless, she didn't have any money at all.

"Tell him he's on his way," Wu Jun whispered, "but we have one condition, this money needs to be handed over to Jason Pitt, and we won't give it if he doesn't show up." ”

"Why?" Selena asked, puzzled.

"Just say it. ”

Wu Jun asked Jason to come out, of course, he had his plans.

Kawa thought for a moment with a blank face, took out a very stylish phone, and called Jason.

"He's there in an hour. ”

"Then wait an hour," Wu Jun said with a smile, "Anyway, now that you are free, why don't I ask you to listen to the monk's recitation?"

Kawa frowned, what the hell is a monk chanting?

And in their place, no religious belief was allowed without the consent of the chief.

Ordinary clansmen and villagers can only believe in the totems of the tribe and their chiefs.

Wu Jun didn't care about this, but brought a chair to the old monk and asked him to sit down and start chanting.

I haven't seen it for a while, and the old monk's spiritual power is even stronger, and the peaceful and tranquil breath and spiritual power are like a clear spring surging around.

Hearing the sound of him chanting, the expressions of Kawa and the villagers froze, and they felt that their minds were being purified, and the mess in their minds was slowly being cleared out.

Selena looked surprised, she was not an uncivilized native, and naturally knew how incredible this magical power was.

Could it be that this skinny-looking monk is really some kind of eminent monk?

Zhao Guangwu on the side was stunned.

He had always said that he should be Master Jinglin's apprentice, but he was actually a little resistant in his heart, he felt that Master Jinglin was not as capable as Wu Jun.

But as the sound of chanting reached his mind, he suddenly felt that Master Jinglin was also a great figure.

Maybe Wu Jun asked him to follow Master Jinglin, not just because he was perfunctory and became his bodyguard, but because he could really learn extraordinary skills by following Master Jinglin.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Guangwu hurriedly held his breath, sat cross-legged, emptied the distracting thoughts in his heart, and his mind moved with the chanting of the old monk.

The old monk opened his eyes slightly and glanced at him, also a little surprised.

This young man who seems to be reckless and reckless has actually settled down so quickly and entered a state of inner emptiness, is it really related to my Buddha?

Wu Jun didn't know what these people were thinking, he was carefully observing the villagers who were listening to the scriptures, as well as the slightly impatient chief Kava.

Kawa is worthy of being a chieftain, has received a certain degree of education, and has also seen the big world outside, so he is much stronger than ordinary villagers in terms of spiritual power.

Under his conscious "resistance", the old monk's chanting of sutras did not seem to have much effect on him.

It seems that this old monk's ability to chant scriptures needs to be strengthened.

Kawa watched as his people and villagers closed their eyes, as if they had heard the sound of heaven, and showed a look of enjoyment, and his heart felt like a fire was burning.

What the chieftain's prerogatives of rule rely on, not by force, but by tradition, which has been handed down since ancient times, is the belief of the villagers in him, to put it bluntly, a spiritual thing, which he knows very well.

Now a monk suddenly appeared and seemed to be shaking his solid position.

But at this time, it is not easy to disperse the villagers, and he still has to rely on these people to maintain deterrence and get the money in hand.

So he had an idea and came up with a brilliant solution.

Sacrificial Dance!

Every time the sacrifice is made, the villagers will dance a traditional dance around the fire, which is not only a respect for the totem, but also a kind of spiritual lock for the tribesmen.

Through sacrifices, everyone will be more in awe of the gods on the totem, so that the rule of the chief will be more stable.

Because the chief is the administrator chosen by the gods, even some disobedient young people in the tribe are unusually obedient when they participate in the sacrifice.

If everyone dances together at this time, it will definitely unite everyone's hearts.

As long as he overwhelms this monk in momentum, then his rule over the villagers will be smoother in the future.

As soon as he thought of it, Kawa gently shook the scepter in his hand, and the golden bell on it suddenly made a crisp sound, which alarmed everyone to look at him.

“%￥#@......”

Kawa spread his hands, looked up at the sky, let out a long shout, and began to twist his body in an unknown dance move.

Wu Jun and Selena were stunned on the spot, what is this guy trying to do?

Did your brain suddenly twitch?

But soon they realized that something was wrong, and as the kava danced, hundreds of villagers came back to their senses from the tranquility and began to jump after the kava.

Not only danced, but they also neatly followed a certain rhythm, making the sound of "Hey Ha Hoho-" so that the old monk's chanting was instantly drowned out.

This made Wu Jun a little speechless, this is really the nature of African black buddies, this fire is not lit, and everyone can dance so happily.

But not to mention, this kind of sacrificial dance that gathers hundreds of people can actually bring together everyone's spiritual power to form a temporary whole, which can faintly compete with the spiritual power of the old monk.

There are only a few hundred people, if you can gather thousands, or even more, and unite as one, will the spiritual power become even stronger?

It's kind of interesting, find a chance to try it later.

But at the moment, he still cares more about the old monk and Zhao Guangwu.

The old monk is a high-ranking monk who has been meditating for decades, and has practiced to the point where he will settle down as soon as he sits down, and he will never be disturbed by external objects as soon as he sits down.

So he was not influenced by the outside world and continued to recite the scriptures in a whisper.

But Zhao Guangwu can't do it, after all, it's the first time, his concentration is completely insufficient, and he is noisy by the noise of the outside world.

It can be seen that he really wants to return to that state of being settled, but helplessly, the voices of these black buddies are too loud, with rhythm wave after wave.

He's not going to get carried away by the noise, is he?