Pass through passers-by, blast the protagonist and villain

Shacheng is an ancient city with a long history, known as the "Hometown of Sand Sculptures".

Sand sculpture village.

It is located [-] kilometers southwest of Shacheng.

This village is famous for its rich sand sculptures throughout Daxia, and has gathered the best sand sculpture masters in the country.

Sand sculpture.

It is a branch of sculpture art, which solidifies sand with gelatin and then carves it into various shapes.

In Shacheng, sand sculpture artworks and various sand sculpture ornaments can be seen everywhere.

The east end of Sand Sculpture Village.

The gold-toothed abbot in monk's robe stopped a young passerby.

"Benefactor, touch me."

"Touch me to bring you good luck!"

The young passer-by stared straight at him, shook his head and said, "I don't touch it."

"Touch it."

"Don't touch!"

Abbot Jinya clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name. He bared his big golden teeth, making his smile look more benevolent.

"Almighty, in broad daylight, you don't even want to touch me, which means that there is a loss of trust between people. Why is this happening? It's very simple, because there is no faith."

"Faith makes a man happy, faith makes a man good, faith makes a man rich."

Having said that, Yang Ying grinned again, revealing her gums with a missing front tooth, showing off her big golden teeth like showing off her wealth.

The subtext of his move is that faith makes people rich, which is true.

"Have faith, be healthy, meet disasters, be guided by God, avoid catastrophe, and keep safe!" Abbot Jinya played on the spot and made up a jingle.

"Young man, would you like to join my sect and be a church member together?"

The young passer-by wasn't sure about his routine, so after thinking about it, he turned his head and pointed to a group of people not far away.

"They need faith more than I do."

"Oh?"

Following the direction he pointed, Yang Ying saw three hooligans molesting a woman from a good family.

Sure enough, they desperately needed faith.

Moreover, the temperament and behavior of the three hooligans are very in line with the standards of believers of Wuxiang God, which is called fate with Wuxiang.

Abbot Jinya ignored the passers-by and walked straight towards the ruffians.

When he got close, he put his palms together and said aloud: "Nan Wulu sees the Bodhisattva of Injustice!"

"Benefactor, touch me, touching me will bring you good luck!"

The three hooligans have little education and little reading. They only know monks, not Bodhisattvas, and they don't know anything about ancient Buddhism.

Touching it brings good luck.

The three hooligans thought it was very interesting, and planned to tie him back to trade for a few days.

The molested woman covered her face and ran away.

The three hooligans whistled and bowed nastyly towards her fleeing figure. After they finished making fun of her, they turned back to talk to the monk.

"I touch!"

The ruffian doesn't talk about Wude, a monkey steals a peach and grabs the crotch of Abbot Jinya.

The other stepped forward and stroked his smooth bald head.

The last person touched his hand, wanting to touch the ring.

The actions of the three hooligans made Yang Ying unable to deal with it on the spot.

The words he said earlier were all lines compiled by Jiang Li.

Jiang Li said that for a bald guy like him, no dog would touch him, as long as no one touches him, he can act according to the lines.

But the three hooligans in front of him didn't play their cards according to the routine, disrupting the rhythm of Abbot Jinya.

"They touched it, how to pick it up..."

He thought about it.

"Three benefactors, in broad daylight, you touched my crotch and wanted to touch the ring, which shows that people have lost trust. Why is this happening? It's very simple because there is no faith."

"Faith makes a man happy, faith makes a man good, faith makes a man rich."

"Okay, needless to say."

The hooligan interrupted Abbot Jinya, and then showed him a small red brick western-style building not far away.

"There are a lot of people out there who need to touch you."

......

The west end of Sand Sculpture Village.

In a lonely alley.

A fat lady wearing a nun hat was following two young women.

The two young women were in a panic. This guy in strange clothes, who followed them, probably had a serious mental illness or terminal illness.

They are not inexperienced little girls, they are seasoned, and they can always see plots about idiots following in small films.

And this guy has a wide body and a fat body, but he can still walk like flying, which shows that he has a good physical fitness.

Weak and good family amateurs like them.

Once it falls into the hands of the master, the end can be imagined.

"Go...don't get caught up."

"Don't be afraid, there is a Tibetan mastiff farm in front, the owner is my second uncle, lead him there, let the Tibetan mastiff bite him!"

"good idea."

The two young women muttered to discuss a strategy, and deliberately slowed down their pace.

at this time.

Tang Youliang silently recited the lines that Jiang Li taught him while taking small steps.

Abbot Jinya is no match for the absolute master.

Yang Ying is a seasoned actor with a solid foundation in lines and can fool people with her words.

But Fatty Tang is not good at talking, and his skill of licking dogs is not suitable for attracting followers.

Therefore, Jiang Li gave him a bad move.

When people cannot control their destiny and are troubled by negative emotions such as fear, helplessness, and despair, they will relieve stress by praying to God and worshiping Buddha, and entrusting the things that they cannot solve or control to the gods and Buddhas in the sky, in exchange for psychological improvement. comfort.

Everyone has this fluke mentality.

Especially timid girls.

Use tailing to frighten her first, and when she is frightened, her thoughts will loosen, and the light of faith will burst out in her heart.

At this time, if the Absolute Son Shitai sends her faith, the success rate can increase to 80.00%.

Fatty Tang followed, recited his lines silently, and observed the state of the young women.

"almost."

He observed that the two young and beautiful young women were already terrified by the unknown fear, and it was time to act.

"Old girl, wait a moment."

He yelled with his throat closed, and then quickened his pace.

Absolute son Shitai is a spiritual warrior with two veins and two stages.

The foot strength of two amateurs from a good family is no match for him.

In less than a moment, the teacher blocked the way of the young women.

"you you...."

The two young women panicked and scolded angrily, "Are you a man or a woman?"

"Uh..." Tang Youliang was very embarrassed, and secretly scolded the damn Jiang Li in his heart, insisting that he pretend to be a nun, saying that it was easier to get close to women.

According to Jiang Li's intentions, recruiting believers and believers cannot be all men.

What's the point of having an all-male congregation? It takes a few more female congregations to have fun.

Tang Youliang also felt that there was nothing wrong with this, so he agreed to pretend to be a nun.

"Sister, don't be afraid, the poor nun is also a... female banker~"

"Do you know why you feel afraid?"

"Because there is no faith!"

"It was God's arrangement to meet me. God asked me to pass on my faith to you."

The young women stared at him suspiciously.

One of them said, "Ahead is my second uncle's house. When you get there, you can pass on your faith to 'them'."

The young woman bit the word "It" very hard, obviously implying something.

Tang Youliang saw that the faith had a direction to pass on, and happily followed the young women to the Tibetan mastiff farm.