Chapter 1226 The beliefs of the Hesse people! Province of Bahrain! Cleaning boys?
"This guy wants to escape!"
"He didn't want to pay us wages at all. He was lying! It was Master Mo who saw through his conspiracy and that's why he performed the miracle!"
"That's right, Master Mo is reminding us!"
I don't know who shouted something, and the workers finally understood.
The truth is revealed!
When the workers' eyes focused on Yang Wannian again, Yang Wannian couldn't help but tremble all over.
It's beyond explanation.
The workers rushed over again.
"I" Yang Wannian hesitated and turned to look at the security captain Li.
"Old Li, help!"
Lao Li showed an expression of watching the fun, and turned his body to leave the road in front of Yang Wannian.
When the security guards saw that the captains had withdrawn and would not intercept the workers, they all retreated to the side.
The workers rushed forward.
Lao Li sneered at me, there is no need to risk my life for your benefit! You are definitely doomed, I can't save you.
Besides, these workers now have the will of a great national master. I, a small security captain, do not dare to contend with the gods respected by the whole continent. It is tantamount to seeking death.
The bodyguards around Yang Wannian also fled one after another when they saw something was wrong.
Yang Wannian, who was surrounded by workers, suddenly let out heart-piercing wails.
"do not hit me!"
"Stop begging you, please spare me my life."
"My company filed for bankruptcy. I will sell the company and use it to pay your wages. Stop hitting me!"
"If you kill me, you really won't get your wages."
At night, in a certain room.
The young mother put down the storybook in her hand and scolded her child majestically:
"It's very late, you should go to bed!"
The little girl who was only three years old burst into tears when she heard this: "No! I don't want to sleep!"
"I want to hear a story too!"
"I want to hear the story!"
"I won't sleep!"
"woo woo woo woo"
She rubbed her eyes hard with her fleshy little hands, pretended to cry, moved her limbs wildly, and refused to follow her mother's orders.
The woman suddenly became angry and raised her hands.
The girl saw her mother's movements through the gaps between her fingers, and cried even harder.
The woman put down her palm helplessly.
There is no way, it is already time to go to bed, this slap will not solve the problem, on the contrary, it will make the child's mood more excited, in which case more time will be needed to comfort her, and then she can be put to sleep.
Sighing slowly, the woman threatened:
"Don't cry! I tell you, if you cry again, you will attract the man-eating demon!"
"The devil will eat you right up!"
The little girl's crying suddenly stopped.
She put down her two fleshy little hands with a horrified expression on her face, but the horrified expression only lasted less than ten seconds. The little girl turned to giggle and said:
"Mom, you lied!"
"You always said that my crying would attract man-eating demons, but the demons never came."
"You must be lying to me!"
The woman's eyes widened: "What I said is true."
"Mom is lying, mom is lying, how can there be a man-eating demon?" The little girl giggled: "Tell me a story, I like to listen to the story of "Dou Po" the most!"
The woman looked tired.
You have already worked all day, and having to spend so much energy taking care of your children at night is a physically and mentally exhausting thing in itself.
Seeing that there was no way to convince her daughter, the woman also knew that there was nothing she could do, but she just refused to admit defeat: "I'm not lying to you, the man-eating demon likes to eat disobedient children. I swear this on the name of Master Mo.
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"Master Mo, please help my daughter fall asleep as soon as possible!" the woman wailed.
"Master Mo?" the little girl asked: "Who is Master Mo?"
The woman sighed again: "He is our patron saint. He has sacrificed his life to protect us, Master Mo!"
"Master Mo is a person worthy of respect from all of us."
The confusion on the little girl's face became even worse: "He's dead, but he's already dead, how can he protect us?"
The woman was suddenly speechless.
The little girl continued to say seriously: "How did he die? Did he die in the hands of bad people? In that case, he couldn't defeat the bad people while he was still alive. Can he still protect us?"
The woman was upset for a while: "Stop talking nonsense!"
"Go to sleep! If you don't sleep, I'll spank you!"
The little girl cried again
The woman was completely speechless and murmured: "Master Mo, what should I do?"
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As soon as he finished speaking, a strong gust of wind blew past the window, raising the curtains and making a loud slap on the wall.
It seemed like a beast-like roar came from the distant sky.
Ooooooooooooo~~~
The sound was so shrill and terrifying, as if it contained the evil smell of blood and killing.
This "devil" roar made both mother and daughter freeze at the same time.
The woman's eyes widened, and she realized that the strong wind had stopped, as if nothing had happened, so she stood up, went to the window, and looked out.
The streets outside were brightly lit, busy with traffic, and peaceful. There were no strange roars anywhere.
However, the roar I just heard was real, so real.
The little girl was too frightened to cry anymore. She couldn't understand what was happening and kept staring at her mother's movements until her mother turned around from the window.
Mom’s face is missing!
No, no, my mother's face turned into a devil! It was a fierce devil's face full of fangs, and the body was still my mother's body, but my mother's face changed strangely and turned into a devil.
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If this is the devil, if this is the face of the devil that my mother often talks about, then it should look like this.
The little girl was so frightened that she cried:
"Wow~~~Devil!"
"Devil"
The woman didn't know why, so she quickly came up and comforted her softly: "Baby? What's wrong? What kind of devil?"
Although the voice was soft, in the eyes of the little girl, the terrifying demonic face was already extremely terrifying whether it was her mother's voice or not.
The little girl was so frightened that she fainted.
"baby?"
The woman was confused about what happened, but she didn't know why her daughter fell asleep so quickly.
I'm obviously still clamoring to hear stories.
What did you say about the devil just now? Haha, it seems that you are still afraid of the devil. This method is really effective. As soon as you hear the name of the devil, you will be frightened and obedient.
Sighing helplessly, the woman smiled bitterly and closed the storybook on her pillow, got into the quilt, and held her daughter in her arms.
Grand Master Mo uses the method of identifying the lies of "believers" to come to the clone at any time to help solve problems, so as to familiarize himself with the state after entering the purple level.
Well, I believe that tomorrow there will be news on the mainland that Master Mo is manifesting his saints everywhere. If this were placed in the world before me, it would be considered as manifesting everywhere. No, no, the world before me did not allow ghosts and spirits.
It existed about four or more years later.
After becoming familiar with the operation of faith, Mu Zhi closed his eyes tightly and distinguished the faith from the Hesse people among the thousands of new fans, no, they should be believers.
This is actually easy to distinguish, because all Hedai people call him Prince, including those Dalit refugees who have entered other provinces.
After feeling it carefully, Mo Zhi couldn't help but sigh that the Hesse people were easy to deceive.
Because of the Hesse tradition since ancient times, the Hesse people's belief in idols, no, gods, is professional, pure and firm.
After the original immigration plan, those who chose to stay in the southern province were naturally well-off Hesse people, and they were loyal supporters of the southern tribe. Even after the southern tribe merged with the provincial council representing the federation,
It has not shaken the Hesse people's respect for the southern tribe.
In short, those Hesse people who stayed in the southern province now regard the Southern Province Provincial Council as they do the Southern Tribe. They have recognized the fact that the Provincial Council is a branch of the Southern Tribe, and have successfully transformed from the original Hesse believers into
"Good people" who have won the power of the Provincial Council.
These people still worship the Southern Tribe, and naturally they also worship Prince Mo, who is known as the Duke of the South.
At this time, the situation in the southern province can be said to be very good. After eliminating a large number of Hesedalits, the streamlined population structure is reasonable, and the average quality of residents has increased sharply. In addition, the real estate market has been opened and the infrastructure has been improved, resulting in
This has become a paradise for investment from outside the province, and countless mainland residents with various dreams of getting rich have poured into the southern province and become the new subjects of the southern tribes.
A higher quality of citizens is equivalent to a higher level of labor force. This is the most fundamental foundation for the industrialization of the southern provinces.
In short, the development of the southern provinces is changing day by day.
And what about those Hesse refugees who left the southern provinces to seek life in other provinces on the mainland?
The most unpredictable thing is them. Well, if you think about it carefully, you will know that the man behind the scenes who deceived them to leave their homeland and go to other continents to seek life is actually Prince Mo. In other words, it is actually concluded that the Hesse people
It is not difficult at all to conclude that the black hands who have lost their homes and left their homes are unpredictable.
Logically speaking, if these Hesse refugees were smart, they would curse Prince Mo at this time.
However, the opposite is true.
Although these Hesedarits have left their hometown, although they have no food to eat, and although they have wandered across the entire continent, they still respect Mo Zhi as a god and regard Prince Mo as their idol.
This can be seen in the Hesse people who previously "settled" in Qinghu City, Qinghu Province. They still maintained their belief in Prince Mo, and even had conflicts with local citizens because of this.
This makes Mo Daxiong somewhat difficult to understand.
However, if it is difficult to understand, there is no need to understand it, and if it is unpredictable, it is too lazy to think about it. The result is already doomed anyway.
That is, for him, the faith from the Hesse people, whether within or outside the Southern Province, is extremely strong.
At this time, after some examination and analysis of the beliefs originating from the Hesse people, Mozhi focused his attention on the province of Bahrain.
Yes, it is exactly where the province of Bahrain is. Although the area bordering the southern province is very small, and there are no official roads or railways between the two provinces, don't underestimate the spreading ability of the Hesse refugees - there are already
After arriving in Qinghu Province, many Hesse people turned to Bahrain Province.
Bahrain Province is the smallest province among the large provinces, but I didn't expect that there were so many Hesse people at this time.
The reason why Mu Zhi set his sights here is because there was a very special prayer.
He thought for a moment in his mind, gathered the talisman sources unexpectedly, and sent his consciousness clone directly to it.
A city in the province of Bahrain.
A cleanly dressed little boy stood in front of the food stall, his brows furrowed.
This is a stall selling "mutton curry". There is no doubt that "mutton curry" is a famous Hesse delicacy. Naturally, this stall is also opened by the Hesse people.
There are already many Hesse people who have been exiled to the province of Bahrain. Because they need to make money to live, many Hesse people promote their traditional cuisine in other provinces.
It's just that this stall is a bit unbearable to look at.
The cooked mutton was placed on the chopping board by Hesse stall owner, cut into small pieces with a rusty chef's knife, and then put on the hot iron plate to fry with oil, and the iron plate was
It was a dark patch, completely covered with oil.
During the frying process, the stall owner directly used his dark palms to add curry, chili, egg liquid, and dozens of seasonings, until the mutton was completely fried until it lost its original appearance and turned into a lump.
A yellowish paste.
There was rubbish everywhere next to the stall. The dishes used by the customers were not cleaned in time, but were piled at the feet, giving off a disgusting smell, and countless flies were flying around on them.
The stall owner turned a blind eye to this. After all, such hygienic conditions are the norm at roadside stalls in southern provinces.
"Come and have a taste, come and have a taste!"
"Hesse's famous delicacies only cost 20 copper dollars each. You are guaranteed to have it once and you will never forget it."
The stall owner kept shouting, but not many customers came. When residents of Bahrain Province passed by, they all covered their noses and walked away quickly.
After waiting for a long time, there were scattered customers. The stall owner poured the fried paste directly on the rice and handed the plates to the guests. The guests picked up the plates and sat on the simple wooden chairs of the narrator.
, hold the plate and eat with your hands.
Without exception, all the guests who come here eat with their hands and are all Hesse.
The little boy frowned and stared at the stall for a long time without saying a word, his eyes full of gloom.
Seemingly discovering this little boy, the stall owner also frowned:
"Do you want to eat?"
"Twenty copper yuan a portion! Eat it once and you will never forget it."
The little boy seemed to have come to his senses after hearing this, and immediately shook his head:
"Don't eat."
"I'm afraid that if I eat it once, my life will be over."
"Ah?" Hesse's stall owner obviously didn't understand what the little boy meant.
The little boy raised his eyebrows and sighed: "So dirty."
He pointed at the hands of the stall owner that were used to directly handle ingredients or even stir-fry vegetables, the black pot noodles, the food residue on the floor, and the flies lingering around:
"If you eat it once, you will have diarrhea and die."
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