Chapter 162: The Holy Spirit King
In fact, the trick played by Taiping Dao is very simple, at the beginning, what the man showed to the people was indeed an empty pocket, but after the man folded the pocket and turned around and knelt, the pocket was changed, and the way of changing it was the same as the way of juggling in later generations. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
There is a secret mouth on the high platform, after the person knelt down, someone opened the secret mouth, secretly took the pocket in his hand, and then exchanged the bottomless pocket prepared in advance to him, and at this time the attention of the people was on the Holy Spirit Niangniang, naturally no one paid attention to the problem of the pocket, plus when throwing the steamed buns, they let everyone kneel, and no one could find out that the pocket was actually connected to the high platform, and the steamed buns thrown down by the two people were actually handed up from under the high platform.
Seeing through all this, Zhang Yi walked into the house, and then looked up to the sky and laughed.
Zhang Yi smiled, which naturally attracted the attention of all the people, and naturally attracted the two men who threw steamed buns on the high platform.
"Bold!" glaring at Zhang Yi angrily, the man who threw the steamed bun shouted loudly: "This is the altar of my Taiping Dao, the Holy Spirit Niangniang is here to bless you, you ......"
"What are you?" After drinking the man's words, Zhang Yi raised his neck, looked at the two men without scruples, and then beckoned to them: "Come on, come on, isn't it a blessing from the Holy Spirit Niangniang?" You have the ability to get down from that table and throw steamed buns at us, hmph, just with a little trick, you dare to pretend to be a ghost in broad daylight, is it really true that no one can see through your little tricks? It's just that someone keeps handing you steamed buns below, and you really think you've become a god and an immortal. ”
Zhang Yi opened his mouth and broke the mystery of the high platform, which made the two people on the high platform panic.
"You ......" raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Yi, and a man scolded: "Who are you?" Dare to make a big splash in my dojo of Taiping Dao! ”
"Me? I'm just an ordinary passerby," shrugged his shoulders, Zhang Yi raised his hand and pointed at the man and said, "Seeing that you little people can't stand it here, you just told the truth, how can it be regarded as a big nonsense?" I'm still the same sentence, what kind of mother of yours really has the ability, just come down and throw steamed buns at us. ”
Zhang Yi's words made the two men speechless, because they didn't dare to get off the stage to throw steamed buns, at first their script was almost thrown away, and the Holy Spirit Niangniang left directly, and then lied that the law was broken, and the steamed buns were naturally gone, before they relied on this trick, they had already fooled many people, and there had never been an accident, but I didn't expect that it would be recognized within a few days of coming to Jinyang.
Looking at Zhang Yi with a calm expression below, one of the men turned his eyes and shouted to the people in the audience: "Good believers, this guy dares to blaspheme the Holy Spirit Niangniang, don't let you have steamed buns to eat, everyone blast him out." ”
As soon as the man finished speaking, the other immediately chimed in: "Yes, everyone blast him out, otherwise you will anger the Holy Spirit Niangniang, and you will all be punished by God!" ”
As soon as they heard the man's intimidation, the people kneeling below who didn't know the truth glared at Zhang Yi angrily, and many of them had already stood up, seeing that they really wanted to blast Zhang Yi out.
"You bastard, get out of here!"
"Get out of here, don't anger the Holy Spirit Mother, let us suffer with you!"
"yes, get out of here!"
“……”
The common people who were bewitched by the two men reprimanded Zhang Yi one after another, and Dian Wei saw that they dared to speak disrespectfully to Zhang Yi, so he immediately snorted coldly and was about to stand up, but was stopped by Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi stopped Dian Wei for fear of provoking the anger of the public, he knew that in the face of this situation, if there was really a conflict with the people, it would really be the intention of the two men.
Seeing that the situation was very unfavorable to him, Zhang Yi thought to himself: In the current plan, only the real control of the right to speak can stabilize the situation, and the person who can control the right to speak can ......
After thinking about it, Zhang Yi suddenly turned his gaze to the Holy Spirit Niangniang on the altar, and then the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a smile that was unique to making bad times.
"The eyes of the traitor!"
Secretly staring at the Holy Spirit Niangniang on the altar with his left eye, Zhang Yi secretly used his treacherous eyes, and at the same time showed a lewd smile on his face.
Looking directly at the Holy Spirit Niangniang, Zhang Yi secretly purchased the amplification function, and then shouted loudly: "Madam, why don't you come to the arms of this king quickly?" ”
As soon as Zhang Yi finished speaking, the people around him were stunned, and they turned their eyes to the Holy Spirit Niangniang on the altar, only to see her float off the altar, fly straight to Zhang Yi's side and fall, and then in the shocked eyes of everyone, she actually took the initiative to snuggle in Zhang Yi's arms, and the two men on the high platform and the believers under the high platform were dumbfounded.
If the Holy Spirit Niang's actions just made everyone dumbfounded, then the next words of the Holy Spirit Niangniang really shocked them.
I saw that the Holy Spirit Lady had beautiful eyes, and shouted at those believers: "This is my husband, the Holy Spirit King, you ordinary people still kneel down quickly!" ”
As soon as the Holy Spirit Niangniang's words were finished, everyone on and off the high platform was completely confused, not only was they confused, but even Li Lang and Bai Zhan were confused.
Looking at the Holy Spirit Niangniang who was leaning on Zhang Yi's arms with a delicate face, Bai Zhan's two eyes were bigger than cow eggs, and he couldn't help but sigh in his mouth: "I drop this obedient, the lord is amazing, and one look hooks other people's Holy Spirit Niangniang into his arms." ”
There is also Li Lang who has the same mind as Bai Zhan, Li Lang's admiration for Zhang Yi is as continuous as the waves of the river, but now Li Lang looks at Zhang Yi's eyes, then he is a brainless fan who has seen his idol, and he can no longer worship it. Now only Dian Wei's eyes are normal when he looks at Zhang Yi, because in his eyes, Zhang Yi is a god, and all the beauties in the world should be Zhang Yi, let alone a Holy Spirit Niangniang.
Holding the slender waist of the Holy Spirit Niangniang with one hand, Zhang Yi shouted at the two people on the stage angrily: "You two, why don't you kneel down to greet this king?" If you don't kneel down again, this king will chop you all to death with a thunderbolt! ”
The actions of the Holy Spirit Niangniang and Zhang Yi's words made the two Taiping Dao guys on the high platform quite embarrassed, and Zhang Yi's words at this time undoubtedly forced them into a corner, and now they can only beat the tiger to death.
"Come on, blast out this madman who dares to make trouble!"
"No!"
As the man on the high platform shouted, more than a dozen strong men in khaki clothes immediately poured out of the surroundings, and in that group of strong men, Zhang Yi also saw an old acquaintance, that person was Zhang Bao who had just fled to Jinyang.
Why are Zhang Yi and Zhang Bao old acquaintances? That's because in the previous life, Zhang Yi had fought with Zhang Bao many times, but I didn't expect to meet in Jinyang again today, this is really not a bad match. (To be continued.) )