Urban Medical God’s Crazy Son-in-law

The small warehouse is behind the main hall.

The main hall is where the memorial tablets of the dead are enshrined, and the tourists are all there.

Some people have already come in through three bows and nine kowtows. They first light incense on the incense burner in front of the main hall, then enter the main hall and choose a tablet to worship.

You can vaguely hear the sound of copper chimes in the main hall, and you can imagine that it must be very lively in front.

Everyone's expressions were ugly. After all, there were so many people worshiping devoutly in a place like this. It was simply a humiliation to those who were harmed by Da Ying back then!

Luo Xiaoman, however, had a sinister smile on his face and didn't say anything. He just made a gesture to Li Qi, and the two of them walked towards the warehouse door together.

The warehouse is just a few cement rooms, with two men in bamboo hats standing at the door looking at their mobile phones.

One of them took out his cigarette case, but before he could take out his lighter and light it, he was kicked by his companions and yelled at him several times.

He also put the cigarette back in a dignified manner. It seems that smoking is prohibited here.

Just when I wanted to chat with my companion, I found a person suddenly appeared behind my companion!

He was so frightened that he opened his mouth to scream, but his mouth was covered by a hand.

Before he could react, he heard a snapping sound from his neck, and then his vision went black, and he didn't know anything anymore.

When he noticed someone behind his companion, his companion also saw the person standing behind him.

Before he could give a warning, he was punched hard on the temple, and he fainted instantly!

Luo Xiaoman and Li Qi easily defeated the two guards, opened the door of the warehouse at the back, and slipped in.

Chen Xin'an and the others were waiting outside, taking the opportunity to look out for the two of them.

Hearing what seemed to be a quarrel in the distance, Chen Xin'an said to a few people beside him: "You guys watch here, I'll go to the front and take a look!"

Yan Chunhua said to Chen Xin'an, "I'll go with you!"

Chen Xin'an wanted to refuse, but after looking at the bag in her hand, she nodded.

The two picked up the bamboo hats from the ground, put them on their heads, walked through the path next to the main hall, and blended in among the tourists while no one was paying attention.

The front yard is very lively. In addition to offering incense and offering sacrifices, there are also many traditional Japanese sacrificial programs, such as dances and various performances.

There is a program called Thousand People Killing.

A man from the temple was wearing an old Da Ying green uniform, holding a Da Ying long knife, standing next to a row of wooden stakes kneeling on the ground, and chopping hard to the beat of the drum!

If you can cut off a "head" with one knife, there will be applause and cheers nearby.

Originally it was just a program to promote the Da Ying Dao produced by the temple.

But in this place, at this time, plus the fact that those wooden figures are wearing Chinese costumes, or Dongchao costumes, Tailan costumes, etc., this gives this show another meaning!

Many of the tourists had angry expressions on their faces.

"You are going too far!" A young man with short hair speaking Chinese rushed over, pointed at the actors wearing old-style green costumes from Japan, and asked the temple staff next to them:

“What does this show mean?

It was already outrageous when I came in, but I didn't expect the performance inside to be even more outrageous!

I actually have a good impression of Daying, but you guys are just too much!

The crimes you have committed have not only failed to make you repent, but have become your bragging rights, right?

I ask you to stop such performances immediately! "

The temple staff frowned and just wanted to speak, but someone among the tourists was already scolding him!

"Are you really sick? If you don't want to watch it, you don't have to watch it!

What are you doing here if you feel so wronged?

It's just a show, does it need to be staged here?

The most annoying thing is that an angry young man like you is still clinging to something so many years ago!

Did they chop off your grandfather's head, or did they chop off your grandma?

I think you're in a hurry, right? "

"Exactly! It seems that if he is not a fool, it will appear that he is unpatriotic!

If you were really that strong, you wouldn't have come in here!

What's the use of thinking about those old almanacs from the past all day long?

Is it so difficult to learn from other people's advanced technologies and cultural characteristics, admit one's own backwardness, and face up to one's shortcomings? "

The young man with short hair turned pale with anger. He pointed at the man and woman who just spoke and cursed:

"It's not me who's sick, it's you!

I used to be like you, feeling that it was wrong to hold on to those old ideas and hatred.

But when I entered the Da Ying Temple, I discovered that it wasn’t that we had been holding on to our hatred, but that these people simply didn’t realize that they were wrong back then!

They have always regarded their crimes as proud heroic deeds, and they have also used these things to educate their descendants.

Did you see those kids?

They have instilled their own gangster ideas into their descendants since they were young, and then in turn blame us for not being magnanimous enough! "

The man and woman who just scolded him looked disdainful and said angrily: "They are just performing a sacrificial show, how can you say that?

I said that you people are really full and full, and your balls hurt when you are idle!

Their educational concepts are much more advanced than ours, so why do you need to point your fingers here?

If you don't like it, don't come. Anyway, our children will go to Da Ying schools and receive Da Ying education. "

"That's right! No matter what Daying has done before, we have forgiven them.

After all, one cannot live with hatred all the time!

People like you with weak stomachs can live in anger all their lives!

But please don’t embarrass China anymore. Do you think the Chinese are not embarrassed enough in Great Britain?

If you don't like watching it, get out now! "

The short-haired young man pointed at the two of them and cursed: "I recognize you, China's anchors, what are your names Hou Sai Lei and Spider Jiang? Are you known as traitors?"

Hou Sailei's eyes widened and he scolded him: "You are a traitor, your whole family is a traitor!"

Spider-chan curled his lips and said: "That's right. We have all joined the Great Britain, who is the traitor?

We came to Daying this time to handle immigration.

Now that the green card has been issued, we are truly Da Ying people!

I praise my country, is it wrong? "

It seemed that he did not expect that there would be such shameless people in the world. The short-haired young man was also stunned and didn't know how to refute.

However, the temple staff came over and said politely to the short-haired young man:

"Sorry sir, if our program has caused you discomfort, please accept our apology.

Please follow me, I have a small gift to make up for my apology, please be sure to accept it!

As for such a controversial program, we will immediately report it to our superiors and make rectifications. "

I didn't expect the staff here to be so talkative, and the short-haired young man was also a little surprised.

He turned his head and said to the man and woman: "I heard that you were beaten some time ago?

I just want to say, well played!

Spineless and unworthy descendants like you will be a disgrace to your parents from birth!

Have you forgiven them?

Why are you?

Are you qualified to forgive your ancestors?

Dog slaves like you will get your comeuppance sooner or later! "

"What the hell are you talking about? Do you believe that I can ruin your reputation with just one word?"

"Who are you pretending to be here? Who are you calling a slave? I am willing to be a slave. I am willing. I just like Da Ying. What's wrong?"

They wanted to rush over and tear the short-haired young man apart, but were stopped by the temple staff.

Several staff members said to the short-haired young man: "I'm sorry, sir, please go this way!" and led him out of the front yard of the hall.