Chapter Eighty-Eight: Huai Qingyun, Let's Go!

Ssangyong's eyes were confused.

His heart struggled with repentance.

"The last vote, after this last vote, I will emigrate abroad with my golden hands, and never do this unfortunate thing again!"

Ssangyong was already in tears.

He folded his hands and chanted Amitabha Buddha in his heart, as if he could cleanse his heart from sin.

Side.

The middle-aged man with a gloomy face was also fascinated by his eyes, and the camera in his hand worth more than 100,000 yuan was smashed to the ground.

.....

Time passes slowly.

Unconsciously.

That's the end of the Taishang induction chapter.

The pilgrims in the square were still standing still, and from the intoxicated expressions on their faces, they knew that they were still reminiscing about the afterglow of chanting.

Even.

Even the Xuanqing Daoist on the stage and the little boy left, but they didn't notice it.

....

Moyo after a stick of incense.

"My phone... My phone~~"

A scream broke the silence of the small square.

When they picked up their phones on the ground and looked at the broken screen, they wanted to cry without tears.

"Woo woo~ It's over, it's over, it's been a few months in vain."

The big brothers who came from the provincial capital to shoot at the TV station even hugged the cameras on the ground and howled.

The original heart of compassion in my heart disappeared when the camera was shattered, and only sadness remained.

Of course.

When the forest is big, there are everyone, and naturally there is no shortage of 'fun people', even if it is too inductive, it can't save their character of loving to watch fun.

The funneers took out their mobile phones one after another, and some even prepared selfie sticks in advance, recorded those crying expressions and posted them on the Internet.

...

On the corner edge of the square.

The bald monk Shuanglong, and the middle-aged man beside him, looked at each other on the empty high platform.

This...

"Everyone is gone, why didn't you stop the Taoist priest who was chanting the scriptures just now?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but complain.

Puff~

Shuanglong sneered disdainfully, and immediately mocked: "I'm sorry, you're so awesome, why don't you remind me?" ”

Let's talk about it.

The faces of the two of them showed a look of depression.

This thing is really evil, how can you listen to a scripture and be fascinated, isn't it what kind of drug is used in this Taoist temple?

I thought about it.

The middle-aged man said to the bald head beside him: "Shuanglong, it doesn't matter if there is anyone in it, now that the audience has not dispersed, you can jump on the high platform now and say that you want to challenge that Xuanqing Daoist." ”

As soon as this statement came out.

"No, it's good to come to discuss, I jumped out, wouldn't it become picking quarrels and provoking trouble?" Shuanglong's eyes flickered, and he immediately retorted.

Of course, in Ssangyong's heart, he didn't think so, he had already thought about washing his hands after finishing this ticket, and he must have scraped another layer of oil on this owner.

That's right.

He's going to add money!

The middle-aged man glared at the damn monk hatefully, gritted his teeth, and spit out a sentence from the gap: "Add another 500,000!" ”

As soon as this remark came out.

Ssangyong had a look of satisfaction on his face, anyway, for him, it was the last vote, and he didn't care about his reputation in the future.

"Transfer the money now, and I'll go up when the money arrives!"

"Good!"

The middle-aged man calmed down and happily transferred the money.

"Haha, the boss is atmospheric, waiting to see the labor.. Wrong.. Watch the old man's performance! ”

Ssangyong's burly body trembled slightly, and he let out a heroic laugh.

The loud voice startled the people around him, and they thought they had met a madman, so they stayed away and made way for them.

Millions of dollars in my mind are in my mind.

Ssangyong strode towards the high platform.

....

Now.

On a high platform.

The host held the microphone in his hand and was about to announce the lifting of the alert and line up the mountain to enter the Taoist temple in an orderly manner.

Suddenly.

I saw a sturdy bald head wearing a practice uniform and a height of 1.9 meters, and ran to his side in a few jumps.

Before he could react, he found that the microphone in his hand was snatched away by the other party.

"Hey, what are you doing..."

Shuanglong glared at the host fiercely, and immediately swallowed the other party's words back.

Subsequently.

When everyone in the audience was still confused, and the security guards responsible for maintaining order did not react.

Shuanglong pointed at the microphone and howled in his throat: "Daoist Xuanqing, you are famous for hyping up martial arts, do you dare to fight with me!" ”

As soon as this statement came out.

Bang~

Only then did everyone react, but they didn't expect this bald stupid big man to go up and make trouble.

The security guards who maintained order also woke up one by one like a dream, looked at the unarmed stupid big man, pinched the electric baton in his hand, and rushed forward decisively.

Look at the crowd of security guards coming around.

There was not the slightest fear in Ssangyong's eyes.

It's not that he is very capable of fighting, but now that it is a society governed by the rule of law, at best, he can just make up for himself, can he still kill him?

"Xuanqing Daoist, aren't you a shrunken turtle, afraid that I won't succeed?" Ssangyong continued to howl.

It wasn't until Ssangyong blew up his house that everyone found out.

It turns out that this guy is an Internet celebrity, and he is famous for his ability to play Double Dragon, and his most famous is the video of the Imperial Hercules and hitting the opponent with one blow.

"Damn, only to find out that this guy is Shuanglong?"

"Big news, I didn't expect this double dragon to make trouble at the Taoist temple ceremony."

"Ssangyong is finished, but the Taoist is a person who knows martial arts."

"I don't think so, Daomen is good at light skills and self-cultivation, but the combat effectiveness is not necessarily strong, and it seems that there is no video of the Taoist master on the Internet."

....

Just when there was a lot of talk in the small square.

Now.

Inside the Taoist temple.

Xuanqing and Jingde Lao Dao sat around a chessboard, playing chess and chatting about some things about Daomen.

The general manager of the Ministry of Commerce of Liucheng County listened carefully on the side, and from time to time he interjected a sentence with a smiling face.

And Huai Qingyun and Ru Xiao, as juniors, are standing on both sides of each other.

The tremendous movement of the outside world.

Naturally, it came to the ears of everyone.

The head of business only felt that his eyes lit up, and hurriedly said to Xuanqing: "Daoist Xuanqing, do you want me to help you deal with it and treat him for picking quarrels and provoking trouble?" ”

Jingde Lao Dao on the side also spoke: "Your Liucheng County security chief is a member of the Changling City Health Association, if you need it, you can call him." ”

Between words.

Neither of them paid attention to the Ssangyong outside.

"Don't bother!"

Xuanqing's expression was indifferent, he waved his hand at Huai Qingyun behind him, and commanded: "Huai Qingyun, you should go!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

Huai Qingyun's heart moved, and he hurriedly responded.

With his understanding of the master, as long as he goes out to do something, he will definitely reward himself with a chance of incense after the end, which is really good.

...

Looking at the back of the four or five-year-old boy Huai Qingyun going out.

Jingde Lao Dao and the head of the Ministry of Commerce, the two looked at each other, didn't react for a while, and were directly stunned on the spot.