Jeb's lion's roar was really effective, and many people paid homage to him.
Jeb was even more proud, and with more force, he performed the lion's roar again: "Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum."
After hearing this, not only did Weise pay homage to Jeb, but also Qiangba and Sangmu.
"The little saint is here." Xu Hong took the sound transmitting instrument and shouted to Jeb.
Xu Hong has a loud voice and usually speaks very loudly.
People with loud voices can easily arouse the resentment of others, especially in places where people study and study, which will affect others.
But the security team is not a school. Although it is a small school, it still focuses on military training.
Because Xu Hong's voice was so loud, it was like firing a cannon.
For this person, Paoze gave him a nickname in private: "Xu Dapao."
Xu Dapao, when Xu Hong heard this nickname, not only did he not feel disgusted, but he laughed out loud, obviously very satisfied with this nickname.
Xu Dapao now fired at Jeb, and Jeb suddenly felt his ears buzzing.
Xu Hong's voice was already loud, and with the blessing of the sound transmission instrument, it became even louder.
Jebu's lion roar can reach a distance of fifty or sixty steps, while Xu Hong's voice can reach a distance of a hundred steps.
Jeb could be heard by two to three hundred people near him, but Xu Hong could be heard by almost everyone present.
But Jebu was a khenbu after all, how could he be overpowered by Xu Hong.
"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum", he used his internal energy and roared again.
This time the distance is longer, able to reach a distance of seventy or eighty steps.
Xu Hong was the famous Xu Dapao in the formation. How could he overwhelm this old thief?
"The little saint is here." Xu Hong continued to fire at Jeb.
Jeb no longer cares about the consequences. He now uses all his inner strength to let out a lion's roar with all his strength.
This time Jeb finally reached a hundred steps away, but as soon as he finished speaking, Xu Hong said immediately: "The little saint is here."
The two of them were not convinced by each other, and both wanted to overwhelm the other.
As long as one of them says this, the other will immediately follow.
Jeb's face turned red and he had to use all his inner strength to roar like a lion.
But forget that he is already over sixty years old and is no longer in his prime.
The harder he tried to use the Lion's Roar Kung Fu, the sound became smaller and smaller.
On the contrary to Jeb, Xu Hong is only about 20 years old and his sentences are full of energy.
After Jeb roared ten times, he could barely make it out.
"The little saint is here," Xu Hong became more and more excited and his voice became louder and louder.
Seeing everyone looking at him in shock, Xu Hong knew that Jeb had been defeated by him.
Although Xu Hong defeated Jeb, he still felt a little ashamed.
If it weren't for the sound-transmitting magic weapon in his hand, he would definitely be defeated.
At the same time, Xu Hong was secretly proud. No matter how advanced your skills were, as long as you had this sound-transmitting magic weapon in hand, you could conquer ten levels with one effort.
Although Jeb was defeated, the key was to be recognized by his followers.
He has seen that Jeb's influence still exists. He used the lion's roar just now, and many believers still worshiped him.
Xu Hong came to Weise again and asked with a smile: "Do you think Jebu is a devil, a liar, and a beast? Or is he just Khenpo Rinpoche?"
Weise had already paid homage to him, but he never expected that the Rinpoche in his heart would be defeated by the Han man in front of him.
There was obviously a look of extreme disappointment on his face, and when he saw Xu Hong rising up towards him, there was a look of panic on his face.
He looked at the sound transmission instrument in Xu Hong's hand and kept retreating.
Qiangba saw Wei Se's behavior and of course knew what Wei Se was thinking.
"Weise, if you are willing to give your son and daughter to the Lama, then you choose Jebu." He stepped forward and bowed to Weise, and said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Wei Se's face suddenly became ugly.
His eyes moved between Xu Hong and Jebu several times, he hesitated for a few times, and finally said: "But this Xu Hong is a Han after all, not a Tubo."
"Han people, they are indeed Han people." Qiangba nodded, then changed the topic, "But will it harm you? They will skin and kill your children and make them into magical weapons?"
He asked, staring at Wei Se.
"Of course the Han people don't kill people and make magical weapons. But we still have faith in our hearts. Now I suddenly feel that decades of faith are gone and life is meaningless." Wei Se couldn't help sobbing as he spoke.
Hearing this, Qiangba couldn't help but look towards Xu Hong.
Now Jamba finally understood why his wife Sangmu was unwilling to throw away the prayer wheel.
After all, I have had faith for decades in my life, but now my faith is no longer there, and the meaning of life has also been lost.
Jianba also felt empty in his heart, as if the most important things in his life had suddenly fallen away.
Xu Hong said with a smile to Qiangba and Weise: "Who said you have no faith? If you don't believe in Lamaism, you can believe in little saints."
Although he smiled, his tone was extremely sincere.
"Believe in the little saint? What can the little saint bring?" Weise and Qianba looked at each other, and Weise couldn't help but ask.
Speaking of this, Wei Se looked at Xu Hong with doubts in his eyes.
This is indeed very difficult. After all, they are Han Chinese, and they are regarded as Rinpoche and trampled to the ground.
It is easy to knock down an idol, but it is extremely difficult to re-establish it.
It is difficult to build a statue of God, but even more difficult is to be able to build a statue of God that is accepted by others.
Thinking of this, Xu Hong couldn't help but look at Xiong Hu, and Xiong Hu nodded.
After Xu Hong got Xiong Hu's consent, he held the sound transmitting instrument in his hand and asked Wei Se: "Lamaism allows you to atone for your sins in this life and live a good life in the next life?"
"Exactly, as long as the little people atone for their sins wholeheartedly, they can live a good life in the next life." After Wei Se said this, he felt pain in his heart.
I thought there was no hope in this life, and there would be another life.
Because the Lama asked them to make atonement for their sins in this life, so that they could live a good life for the rest of their lives.
Now Xu Hong is so abominable, not only ruining this life, but also ruining their whole lives.
"As long as you atone for your sins well, the little saint can help you live a good life in this life." Xu Hong asked Xiong Hu for his consent and said loudly.
Hearing Xu Hong's words, Wei Se didn't dare to listen to the message, and was stunned, forgetting to close his mouth.
Jebu, who was called Rinpoche, only said that they would live a good life in the next life, but this little saint actually allowed them to live a good life in this life.
Wei Se thought for a while, hesitated again and again, and finally bowed to Xu Hong.
Wei Se asked cautiously: "Master Jun, are you telling the truth?"
"There are thousands of people here, and they can all testify. Am I going to regret it?" Xu Hong said decisively, holding the sound transmitting instrument.
Wei Se looked at the thousands of believers and asked cautiously: "Master Jun, you mean to say that as long as you believe in the little saint, you can live a good life."
"Of course, heaven is my witness. I swear to heaven, as long as you believe in the little saint, you can live a good life." After Xu Hong finished speaking, he put down the sound transmitting instrument in his hand, with a very pious face, and kneeled respectfully to the sky three times. Nine prayers.
After completing this ritual, he patted the soil in his hands before holding the sound transmitting instrument.
Seeing Xu Hong's move, Wei Se nodded.
But he still had a doubtful look on his face, and then asked: "What is a good life?"
Hearing this, the other believers looked at Xu Hong.
Xu Hong, the sound-transmitting instrument, transmitted the conversation between the two people far away, and almost all the believers present could hear it.
"You guys are poor, how long does it take to eat a meal of meat?" Xu Hong did not answer, but asked.
When Wei Se heard this, he couldn't help but bow his head sadly.
He thought for a while, and finally Zhang said: "The villain's family is too poor to eat meat on weekdays. Only during the New Year and holidays can we eat a small amount of meat."
Thinking about these nobles, they have meat to eat every day, but these poor people only have meat to eat in a hundred days or half a year.
Their lives were indeed miserable, so they devoted themselves wholeheartedly to atone for their sins and live a good life in the next life.
"As long as you believe in the little saint, it's not a problem for you to eat meat within ten days." Xu Hong said solemnly.
In fact, according to the treatment of Zhaojiazhuang Workshop, two or even three times within ten days is not a problem.
But don’t talk too much. What if you eat too much meat and the price of mutton rises?
Compared with the West County of Sichuan, which is the paradise on earth, Tubo not only has a cold climate, but also has strong sunshine, and everyone's skin here is much darker.
But there is a good thing here, you can eat mutton almost every day.
You know, even a county magistrate in the Song Dynasty could not afford to eat mutton for several years a year.
After arriving in the Southern Song Dynasty, they would not even be able to eat mutton.
Before the Song Dynasty crossed south, the price of a mutton was about five guan.
Since they couldn't afford mutton, they had no choice but to change their goals, lower their standards, and switch from mutton to fish.
After the Song Dynasty crossed south, the price rose sharply.
Due to the loss of sheep imports from Xixia and Tubo, the price has risen rapidly, which is simply unimaginable, and has reached thirteen thousand dollars.
Even so, it was extremely difficult for officials to eat mutton before the Song Dynasty crossed south.
Dongcheng layman is famous enough. He can afford to keep a concubine, but he can't afford mutton.
Have you ever heard of Dongpo Pork? It's famous enough.
But it is not mainstream meat, but cheap meat, because it is pork and is despised.
The security team has to thank the little saint. Thanks to the little saint's pig grooming technology, not only has the pork been transformed from low-grade meat to high-grade meat, but it can also be eaten two to three times a ten days.
It can be said that the treatment of the officers and soldiers of the security corps in eating meat has exceeded that of many officials in the Song Dynasty.
The security team's strong combat effectiveness is not only related to weapons, but also related to physical strength.
They often eat meat, and their bodies naturally become stronger.
Now Xu Hong has proposed that there will be meat to eat within ten days, which has exceeded the officials of the Song Dynasty.
"Master Jun, is this true?" Wei Se couldn't believe his ears and looked at Xu Hong and asked.
Xu Hong smiled faintly and said to Wei Se: "There are thousands of people here to testify. Can I deceive you?"
Wei Se looked at Xu Hong with doubts in his eyes.
After all, the security team had only been in Tubo for a few months. Although the security team was famous for fighting, their beliefs were another matter.
"Qiangba is here, you might as well ask." Xu Hong smiled lightly and asked Wei Se.
Faced with Wei Se's questioning, Xu Hong had an excellent attitude and was always calm and calm.
Wei Se bowed to Qiangba and asked: "Jiangba, is this true?"
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