"That's her, the woman I'm talking about is her!" Aguan quickly picked up Atai, paid the bill, and chased after him.
The group of people had already walked away, but their voices could still be vaguely heard: "Stop crying, let's go seek justice for you and get your family money back!"
It turns out that this woman's family was not in a good financial situation. The superstitious husband had been unemployed for a long time and paid charity money to the True Immortal Sect on a monthly basis, so his savings had long been exhausted. The tens of thousands of yuan that the woman finally borrowed from her parents' family also allowed her husband to Grab it and donate it to Jiutian Master to accumulate yin virtue.
Aguan and Atai followed and saw the group of people entering a nearby building in great force. The building was quite large, a single-family building, with the entire floor painted in goose-yellow paint, and the gold-plated sign at the door on the first floor was very eye-catching - "True Immortal Dojo".
"Wow Gan, the magic stick belongs to his family!" Atai shouted, followed Aguan into the crowd, and also entered the dojo.
From the introduction to the dojo in the hall on the first floor, we know that this is just one of the places where the Nine Heavens Supreme Master preaches, and the main temple is built elsewhere. A few pictures of the main temple made Aguan and Atai dumbfounded. The main temple was magnificent and magnificent, with golden ornaments everywhere, or carvings made of gemstones and crystals.
In one of the photos, there is a tall and large chair, studded with many colorful gems, and the seat cushion is made of gorgeous silk. The person sitting on the chair is naturally the "Nine Heavens Supreme True Immortal Master". In the photo, I saw that the Nine Heavens Master was dressed in gorgeous clothes, sitting on the throne with a solemn expression, and his expression really looked like a god above ten thousand people.
"What the hell!" The two were surprised, and there were a few complaints behind them. Aguan looked back and saw that the woman and her group were behind. It turns out that today happened to be the day when the Nine Heavens Master came here to preach, so the superstitious husband came to donate money even if he died. The woman and her party are here to seek justice. At least they have to catch the superstitious husband so that they can get back the money for the milk powder for their little baby.
Since the hall was full of Jiutian Master's followers, the woman and her group seemed to be weak and their momentum was much weaker than before.
Aguan felt an unknown fire rising in his chest. He recalled the same scene when he attacked Shunde Emperor. After all, Emperor Shunde was also a dominating evil god, and everyone was at least a little afraid of him. Compared to this mortal god who claimed to be the Supreme God of the Nine Heavens, he could only deceive money with his sharp teeth, which was really despicable.
Under the guidance of a dozen or so monks in colorful robes, everyone squeezed into the dojo. I saw that the ashram, which was a few hundred square meters in size, was packed with believers. Everyone was leaning against each other and muttering something to each other.
"Before, the followers of Emperor Shunde went crazy after drinking talisman water. What happened to these people? Did you sense anything?" Atai felt incredible and asked Aguan in a low voice.
Aguan shook his head and felt nothing.
The applause and cheers came from far and near, it was the Nine Heavens Master who came. I saw Master Jiutian, guarded by several monks, elegantly coming in from another door. The Master's colorful monk robes were flowing elegantly, and the towering monk's hat on his head was inlaid with many gems. Master Jiutian appears to be in his fifties, tall and thin, with a thin layer of powder on his face. At first glance, he looks like a fairy.
"Master!" "Master!" "Supreme!" "Supreme!" The believers shouted one after another, and their voices were extremely sincere.
"Go to your mother, respect your mother!" Artai couldn't stand the disgusting calls of the believers, frowned angrily, and shouted in a voice that only he could hear.
"Quiet..." The master raised his hand, and the sleeves of his colorful robe were fluttering in the air.
Master Jiutian began to use his loud voice to preach to the believers. Most of them were ambiguous doctrines that blended hundreds of schools of thought. Occasionally, he also told some short stories copied from ancient books and described them as his own experiences. The believers in the audience sometimes applauded, sometimes bowed their heads and cried, and some even softly recited prayers and blessings.
Aguan and Atai felt like they were trapped in a strange natural barrier. The people around them seemed even weirder than the demon soldiers, and they couldn't help but laugh and cry.
Suddenly there was a noise, and everyone looked towards the place where the sound was coming from.
It turned out that the woman had found a superstitious husband, and the husband was still clinging to the woman's purse, which contained charity money to be dedicated to Master Jiutian.
"Give me back the money -" the woman screamed: "That's the only money our family has left!"
The superstitious husband turned red in the face, slapped the woman on the face, and angrily said, "You can borrow the money again! This money is used to make good friends and get good results! I am doing it for your own good, how can you You never understand and you keep fooling around?"
The uncles and aunts who followed the woman also started making noises: "You're crazy!" "Why are you beating Shufen?"
An uncle has always had a tough temper. After listening to the Nine Heavens Supreme for a long time, he had already accumulated a lot of anger. At this moment, he burst out: "What kind of bullshit religion do you follow? You don't even care about your family! You are so superstitious that you have read all the books." Into the asshole?"
As soon as these words came out, it aroused public outrage. Originally, when the believers saw their superstitious husband beating someone, they just thought it was him who was wrong. But after hearing this uncle's words, the positions between the enemy and ourselves were suddenly clearly divided. The believers surrounded the woman and her party. Reprimand loudly!
"Money is something external to the body. Giving it to the Supreme Being is a good relationship. How can it be said to be superstitious?" "The Supreme Being is the true God and the Lord of all gods! How dare you say something rude?" "Hurry up and apologize!"
Seeing that there were so many people on the other side, the uncle lost a lot of his arrogance, but he still pointed at his superstitious husband and shouted: "Return Shufen's money to her quickly. There is no food in the house, and your children don't need to drink milk?"
Master Jiutian on the stage remained unmoved and just glanced at her. Several monks on the side immediately squeezed into the crowd of believers and surrounded the woman.
"There are many rumors outside that Ben Zhenxian is crooked. Do you think I look like him?" the Nine Heavens Supreme said loudly.
"It's not like that! It's not like that!"
"The Supreme is a true immortal and a true god!"
Some believers shed tears and shouted loudly that they were not worth it for the Nine Heavens Supreme True Immortal Master.
"However, we must forgive them with a compassionate heart and send them out. Don't hurt them!" Jiutian Supreme said emotionally: "Mortals are ignorant, but there are still pioneers who are not afraid of hardships and hardships and spread the Tao to the world. That pioneer is me, Jiu, Tian, Zhi, Zun, Zhen, Xian, Shang, Ren——"
"Master——"
"Master——"
The believers all shouted loudly, some sang hymns composed by Master Jiutian, some shouted that Master is the true God, some wanted to kneel down, and some burst into tears.
In this chaotic moment, the woman and her party were forcibly taken out of the venue by several monks. No one saw that when these monks drove the woman and her party out of the venue, they also took the opportunity to kick the uncle a few times.
"Fuck his ancestral grandma!" Artest finally almost collapsed and cursed, but few people noticed these swear words.
Aguan was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to say. He looked at the almost crazy believers in front of him. He obviously didn't drink the potion water, but his behavior and thoughts were no different from that of a madman or an idiot.
He felt a little sighing, remembering what Liek said: "Gods give wisdom to mortals so that they can think; mortals who can't think must also learn to think. Although gods have the responsibility to protect mortals, they do not include taking care of their shit. Pee" words.
Aguan sighed. The believers in front of him were like three-year-old children defecating everywhere. They had no thinking ability as adults. Many of them were highly educated intellectuals.
Master Jiutian was still speaking gracefully on the podium: "In three days, our True Immortal Church will hold a truth conference to discuss religious doctrines with various sects and explore the truth of the world..."
Aguan didn't dare to stay too long, fearing that the woman and her entourage would be harmed if they were dragged out by the monks, so he quickly grabbed Atai and tried his best to squeeze out of the dojo.
The two of them looked around outside the dojo, and saw the woman and her group standing helplessly outside the street, with everyone crying.
The uncle also said bitterly: "Forget it, forget it, I don't want this kind of husband. If he wants to go crazy, let him go crazy. Let's all pool together some money and you can go back to your parents' house!"
The woman nodded helplessly, and the group called a taxi and left.
Aguan saw nothing happened from a distance and breathed a sigh of relief; Atai muttered something and cursed the Nine Heavens Master.
When several monks in the hall saw Aguan and Atai leaving the dojo, they quickly stepped forward to stop them and asked, "The Master's sermon hasn't finished yet. Do the two donors have something to leave first?"
