Salted Fish had turned his head to look at Fangzheng, and when he realized that Fangzheng had run off, he turned his head to say something. All he saw was a huge foot stomping down on him as his vision turned black.
Salted Fish vaguely heard chaotic shouts as though they were trying to catch a thief. At the same time, there were a few voices that seemed to be saying to him. "Aiyah, f * * k me. Stop squeezing. You stepped on a salted fish that can talk! F * * k, it looks like it was trampled to death … "
"Then let me test how my foot feels. Hehe, it's quite hard …"
Salted Fish finally couldn't take it any further. Just as he was about to curse, a tiny hand suddenly reached out from underground and pulled him deep underground before throwing him into the monastery.
Red Boy had taken action at the critical moment.
After finishing Salted Fish, Red Boy hurriedly went out to look at his nine black woks. It would be a pity if they were flipped over. They were the work of an entire night!
However, Red Boy's worries were clearly unnecessary. Although there were many people who came to meet the living Buddha, there were also quite a number of people who came to drink the Laba Congee. Under the desperate protection of these people, the nine black woks remained intact.
Furthermore, the county head and secretary had brought police to help maintain order, so it wasn't as chaotic as he imagined.
However, Red Boy also knew that this was only temporary. Who knew if more people would come later. Therefore, he didn't dare delay any further as he hurriedly opened the lid of the black woks. At that instant, a voice suddenly sounded.
Screech!
The voice seemed to fly over from the depths of the universe. It was empty with endless nothingness, sacred with the meaning of eternal life.
The voice was extremely loud.
At the instant the voice sounded, a yellow beam of light shot into the sky and into the clouds.
At that instant, everyone's hearts seemed to tremble. They seemed to understand something, but they also didn't seem to understand anything. But without exception, everyone fell silent. It was so silent that a pin drop could be heard.
It was as though everyone on Mt. One Finger had been frozen in place.
At the same time, a strange fragrance wafted through the air. Just by smelling it, everyone felt refreshed. One by one, they subconsciously looked at the pot that had been opened. The yellow light was slowly dissipating.
"What's that?" someone in the crowd that was chasing Fangzheng subconsciously asked.
Following that, the question quickly spread as many people asked. "What's in that pot? Why is it emitting light? "
Boss Gu and Chen Qiang were also dumbfounded! There was no such commotion when their pot of porridge was boiling! Furthermore, this fragrance was completely different! The porridge they were drinking was fragrant. It was indeed the best of the best! However, the fragrance emitted by the porridge in front of him was fragrant and very elegant. Just a whiff of it made his mind clear up a lot, and the tiredness from staying up all night also disappeared a lot! The taste was so beautiful that they could hardly use words to describe it!
At that moment, the two of them suddenly remembered Red Boy's words. "This porridge is messed up!"
Both of them looked at each other and saw the bitterness in each other's eyes! They said in unison, "What a huge loss!"
Although they didn't get to drink the porridge, the two of them weren't fools. Smelling it, they understood everything! They had been cheated by their arrogance!
Looking at their reactions, Dog Song chuckled and said, "Was the porridge last night good? There should be more, right? I'll drink with you guys later! "
The two of them immediately felt as if they had eaten a dead fly. They turned their heads away and refused to look at Dog Song.
Tan Ming came to Boss Gu's side and patted him on the shoulder. "I told you long ago, but you didn't listen. Do you feel good now?"
"Why didn't you persuade me back then? You could have beaten me up … "Boss Gu was too deep for tears.
Tan Ming rolled his eyes. Although their relationship was alright, a subordinate beating his superior? Wasn't that courting death?
Chen Jin's son, Chen Long, chuckled and looked at Chen Qiang. "Qiangzi, come over and watch us eat the porridge later."
Chen Qiang wore a bitter look. What else could he say at that moment?
"Venerable Jingxin, I'm first!" At that moment, Dog Song spoke first, attracting everyone's attention.
Red Boy nodded and used a large ladle to dip into the pot. Everyone subconsciously craned their necks to look. They saw a spoonful of crystalline soup being scooped out. The soup was a little sticky, and there were many colorful things in it.
On careful look, there were lotus flowers, fake mountains, plants, and congee grains in the form of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!
When Red Boy poured the spoonful of porridge into Dog Song's pot and spread out, all the Bodhisattvas stood up. The fake mountains stood up, and the flowers and plants naturally returned to their positions. Instantly, the tiny pot looked like an immortal gathering of Buddhas. It was extremely sacred and beautiful!
Upon seeing this, Dog Song nearly threw the pot in his hand and knelt down to kowtow. But in the blink of an eye, he came to a realization. It was porridge, not a real Buddha! Only then did he hold back from throwing it. He hugged it and carefully retreated to the side. He did not know why, but he had been extremely greedy for a huge pot of Laba Congee back at the foot of the mountain. But when he saw the Laba Congee in front of him and took a whiff of its fragrance, he immediately felt relieved. He did not think too much about it. All he wanted was to quietly savor the spoonful of porridge. That was all.
It wasn't only Dog Song. Everyone else, be it those who came with buckets or basins, eventually only received a spoonful of porridge.
Upon seeing this, the people who were chasing Fangzheng suddenly realized something. Some of the people secretly left the crowd and stood in line to eat the porridge. With someone taking the lead, the others followed suit. Instantly, there was chaos. But after the chaos, a long line of people snaked down Mt. One Finger's staircase to eat the porridge!
And this was only a portion of the people. The remaining portion were the husbands, wives, and parents of these people. They had gone down the mountain in search of pots and pans. There was no other way about it. Without any equipment, they could not even drink the porridge!
With the Laba Congee attracting everyone's attention, the crowd temporarily let Fangzheng off.
In fact, they did not know how to continue chasing Fangzheng. He had run into the monastery and closed the main door. Could they smash open the door and rush in to grab Fangzheng and hang him on an electric pole to admire him?
They were believers after all, not thugs. Therefore, without being able to see Fangzheng, they settled for the next best thing and chose to eat the porridge. At the same time, they listened to the people who were already on the mountain bragging about how awesome they had been the night before. Then, with stars in their eyes, they tiptoed and looked up at the nine black pots, thinking, "The porridge of the living Buddha! I have to drink it! "
At the same time, more and more people gathered at the foot of the mountain. As the news spread, the long line of people eating the porridge went from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain. One Finger Village, One Finger Village …
PS: I wish everyone a happy new year, good health, and wealth!
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