Hua shirt took the money, turned around and left angrily.

When he stepped out of the main hall, he glanced at Zhang Cheng casually, nodded slightly, and then walked down the mountain quickly.

"That's what you call the show?" Zhang Cheng looked at the back of the flower shirt, and Wang Dafu, who was a little speechless, said, "What's the point of you doing this?" Just a few of them want to stink the reputation of the three-element view, isn't it realistic? ”

Wang Dafu smiled, "Don't worry, the excitement is still to come." ”

The hall has returned to normal, the incense that should be incense, the worship of God, the guests and the Taoist children have also returned to you.

It's just that there are a lot fewer people asking for a sign than just now, and I think it's the same, the two things just happened just now, and everyone also had some doubts about the level of the three-element view.

After waiting for a while, a middle-aged man in his thirties walked up to the basket, took out a bamboo stick, and handed it to Lao Dao.

Lao Dao appeared in full view of the foreign appearance today, at this time he was both aggrieved and embarrassed, and he didn't want to unsign, but unfortunately it was not time to get off work, and now if he leaves, he will definitely be deducted by the Taoist temple, and he has to sit back with a black face under the scoundrel.

"What do you want to ask?" Lao Dao took the bamboo stick handed by the middle-aged man and asked stiffly.

"My mom has been sick for several years, and I want to ask when she'll be better."

"Oh......" Lao Dao looked at the signed document and read: "The mountain has to be crossed, even if it is a peak." Ten thousand arcs to the hoof, how can there be no hit? The bamboo shoots become bamboos because of the falling, and the fish is the beginning of the dragon. ”

"Hmm...... This is a sign, the signature says that bamboo shoots become bamboos, fish turn into dragons, how can ten thousand arcs not hit, these are all hints of success, even if the peak is not afraid of difficulties and obstacles, although your mother has been ill for many years, but as long as, it should be able to turn evil into good fortune soon, recover and recover. ”

As soon as Lao Dao finished speaking, the phone in the middle-aged man's pocket rang, and when he picked it up, he suddenly looked up to the sky and screamed sadly.

"What! My mom died? This...... How is this possible! ”

Because of what happened just now, when the middle-aged man unsigned, many pilgrims in the hall paid attention to this side, and when they heard this, they were so shocked that their jaws almost hit the ground.

Isn't that evil?

It was a coincidence for the first time, but what is going on now?

Those who say that they are successful in their studies will be expelled immediately, and those who say that they will turn evil into good fortune will immediately burp their farts......

This...... Is this Nima unsigning or cursing people!

The middle-aged man put down his phone and turned his head viciously to look at Lao Dao.

"Liar! You're a liar here! ”

Lao Dao was stupid, secretly wondering if he was too old today, how could unlucky things come one after another, and they are getting more and more outrageous.

"Donor, calm down, listen to me......"

"I'm listening to you paralyzed!" The middle-aged man was furious, overturned the table, and scolded: "You pay my mother!" I'm fighting with you wickedness! ”

"Stop!" Behind the main hall, several Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes suddenly ran out, and they grabbed the middle-aged man with all hands and feet.

Lao Dao hurriedly took a few steps back, his face turned pale with fright, and when he saw everyone looking at him strangely, he was immediately ashamed and hidden.

The steward in the hall was so angry that he wanted to cut people, and if this matter spread, it would definitely have a great impact on the Taoist temple.

He slowed down, walked over hard, and made a mockery at the middle-aged man, and just wanted to say a few soft words, the middle-aged man pointed at him and scolded.

"You harmful gods, I'm going to expose you! Let me go! I'm going to sue you! ”

"Shut up!" One of the Taoist priests who grabbed him raised his eyebrows, and suddenly punched the middle-aged man in the stomach, "Dare to run to our Sanyuan Temple to spread wild, you are tired of it!" ”

The steward was startled and hurriedly stopped: "Don't do it!" Don't do it! You guys have something wrong with your brains! Punching pilgrims in the main hall, do you want to make the headlines tomorrow! ”

"Okay, Master, we'll drag this guy to the back mountain now and teach him a good lesson, and make sure that he doesn't dare to talk nonsense again! It's not the first time we've done this, so don't worry. Several Taoist priests who held up the middle-aged man said in unison.

"What...... What the? When the steward heard this, his face was full of confusion, "What master?" What nonsense are you guys talking about! Ay...... I think you guys are a little bit raw? You ......"

"Help! The demon road has beaten people! Before the steward could finish speaking, the middle-aged man shouted at the top of his voice.

"Dare to have a bad mouth! Brothers! Call me! Let him see the power of our three-element view! The Taoist priest next to him suddenly raised his eyebrows, ignored the steward, and said fiercely to the other people.

Seven or eight Taoist priests surrounded the middle-aged man, and he was beaten by a fat beating, causing the middle-aged man to roll back and forth on the ground, screaming non-stop.

Such a tragic scene frightened the pilgrims in the hall all turned pale, and their eyes were full of indignation.

If people come to you to petition, they will be unlucky......

When this kind of thing happens, as long as it is a person, it will feel angry, and it is normal to complain.

But not only do you not feel that you are at a loss, but you also dare to beat people.

And there is no heavenly reason! And there is no royal law!

Are you Taoist temples or black astringent societies!

Many pilgrims took out their mobile phones and filmed the infuriating scene.

Zhang Cheng stood outside the hall, watching this farce in amazement, others couldn't see it clearly, but he could see it clearly.

Those Taoist priests seemed to be fierce, but every kick was basically kicked to the ground, and the fists were also empty fists, which sounded quite loud, but in fact, they had no power at all.

What's even funnier is that when the middle-aged man screamed and rolled on the ground, he took the time to touch it in his arms.

Then I quickly wiped it on my face, and my whole face became bloody and looked very scary.

"Isn't it tomato juice again?" Zhang Cheng asked in a low voice.

Wang Dafu smiled treacherously, "Then how can it, in order to achieve the effect, the old man specially asked Jiang Qing to get a few bags of plasma, realistic, right?" ”

At this time, the inside of the hall was already a mess, and the ground was covered with blood, which looked shocking.

The steward of the hall was so frightened that his soul was about to disperse, and his hands and feet kept trembling, if this caused a human life, the three-element view would really be over.

But he was weak and couldn't pull away from those Taoist priests at all, but he was punched a few times, and finally had to run to the apse for help.

After a while, the steward hurried back with more than a dozen Taoist priests, just wanting to step forward to stop the murderous guys.

But at this moment, the crowd of onlookers suddenly erupted into angry screams.

"It's too much! It's all beating people like this! I still have to call someone to come over and continue fighting! ”

"! I can't stand it anymore! Kill these old bastards! ”

"That's right! Let's go up together and beat these gods to death! ”

"What kind of Sanqing Hall is this! It's just the headquarters of the cult, brothers follow me, and destroy those three evil god statues for me! ”

The gangsters who mingled in the pilgrim procession shouted and screamed, some rushed towards the steward's gang, others climbed up to the shrine, picked up the incense burner and began to smash the idol.

After the foreshadowing just now, ordinary pilgrims were full of righteous indignation at this time, full of disgust for the three-element concept, and many people couldn't hold it back, rolled up their sleeves and joined the team battle.

The hall was suddenly in chaos, with shouts, screams, and smashing mixed together.

The Sanqing Palace, which was quiet and peaceful in the past, instantly became the scene of a brawl.