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Chapter four hundred and fifty first congratulations

Yingcha waved his hands lightly at the two policemen. Not only was Xiang Que's hands clamped, but his body was also pressed tightly and could not move.

"Haha, don't touch me, I'm a mean person who is cheap and easily hurts my head when I touch it." Xiang Que grinned and smiled distractedly.

Ying Cha took out a pure wooden box from under his wide cassock. The style of the wooden box is very simple, old and inconspicuous. She glanced at Que and said, "Such heavy yin energy is quite evil."

Yingcha put the wooden box in front of Xiangque, stretched out his fingers and carefully opened the lid. The box was covered with a layer of blue-gray powder, and there was nothing else.

In an instant, a very uncomfortable feeling caused the interrogation room to spread. The two policemen pressing Xiang Que suddenly became a little uncontrollable and dizzy. Xiang Que obviously felt their hands, suddenly like an ice cellar.

Bone-black, cold.

"It contains the graves of seven oldest cemeteries in Thailand, the essence and blood of seven uninformed girls, the blood of seven people born in the yin year and the yin month, and seven people who were 81 years old and were alone in the widows, widows, widows, orphans at the age of 81

The old man's hair and the corpse oil extracted from the bodies of the seven babies." Yingcha pointed to the wooden box and said lightly: "This thing is from the hands of my master, the White Dragon King. It has only been used once since it was refined.

Twelve years ago, an evil spirit with a cultivation level of over 800 years appeared in Thailand. All monks in Thailand were helpless. Later, my master took this thing and the evil spirit only touched a small handful of spiritual bodies.

My master took it away. How long do you think you can last compared to that evil spirit?"

Xiang Que glanced at him and said, "Why don't you give it a try?"

"This is Thailand, no matter how big the background you have in China, it is useless."

Xiang Queyi curled his lips and said, "You pretend, I really have to give you a thumbs up... Do you believe it or not? If I can't go back, at least half of the monks in Thailand will come to bury me with me."

, This must include you and your master, White Dragon King. I still said the same thing, why don’t you try it?”

When the two people are so stubborn that they can't stop the gods and Buddhas in the sky, this is the same as Mars colliding with the earth to cause fusion. Xiang Que is really not afraid of the other party daring to take action, and Ying Cha is really not afraid of what will happen after he takes action

as a result of.

There is no way, people are too stubborn.

One hour ago.

A news website in the United States suddenly made a simple report on the murder of a monk in the Chidilong Temple in Thailand a day ago. This news report only occupies the size of a tofu block and is very inconspicuous, but it only reports.

In the next ten minutes, hundreds of comments were followed by the news. After a while, the news continued to ferment, and became more and more popular, and the comments began to become more and more detailed, including

Many comments did not sympathize with the monk who was shot, but said with certainty that this master named Chalun was worthy of death. He raised a little ghost and harmed people, and he was simply a matter of death.

After this news and the comments below came out, it spread to Thailand not long after and began to spread among the Thai people at an extremely fast speed, and it also attracted the attention of the official and major monasteries.

The people were in an uproar, the officials remained silent, and the temple did not give any conclusions.

But just ten minutes ago, posts about this matter began to appear on several major websites in Thailand, with photos and reports from several parties involved.

These parties all claimed that they had bought Gumantong from Master Chalun but bought the little ghost, and they also listed a lot of evidence one by one. Suddenly, the attitude of the Thai people began to show an extremely polarized trend.

, part of it is that he always believed that Master Zhalun was wronged and disturbed by those who were interested, and the other part is that his thoughts were shaken, thinking that it might be true that Zhalun sells and makes little ghosts.

In fact, the initial fermentation of this news was caused by the news websites under Situ Shengyun Company, and the water army was also hired by the website. As for the comments and website reports in Thailand, Situ Shengyun also had the means behind the scenes.

The Internet in the 21st century is its speed. Not to mention that what happened one or two days can be reported in such detail, even what happened on the spot can be broadcast live, and it can be done with just one mobile phone.

But no matter how awesome Situ Shengyun was, he could not find all the evidence of the little devil sold by the Zhalun and all the parties involved in one day, but he actually didn't have to find all the evidence, just one was enough.

That's right, in the reports on this matter on several major Thai websites, 99% of the parties involved were faked by the navy, and only one column was real and it did exist.

But this one is actually enough. People will only focus on this matter, and will not pay attention to the other fabricated evidence.

The death of Chalun also triggered the Thai people and the official nerves, as well as the financial transactions in Thailand, the stock market and the instant fusion of banks, docks, electronic factories, etc. These things superimposed together, which directly made Thailand in a state of mind.

In dire straits.

"Bang, bang, bang"

Outside the interrogation room door, a burst of rapid knocks sounded, and Yingcha frowned and turned around. After the door opened, someone said to him with a complicated expression: "Yingcha, master, you have to come out.



"Didn't you see that I'm having something to do? Go out?" Yingcha frowned and scolded.

"It was the Prince who called you, so that you had to stop no matter what you were doing."

Yingcha raised his eyebrows, paused for a while, then turned around and walked out of the interrogation room.

Xiang Que, who was pressed, licked his chapped lips. He obviously noticed that the man who knocked on the door just now was looking at him, his eyes were filled with extreme surprise and confusion.

Situ's boss has taken action!

At the same time, the Chiang Mai Police Department received a call from the police, and two people who claimed to be related to the shooting of Chalun in the Chedilong Temple voluntarily surrendered.

A few minutes later, Yingcha and Gangzan returned with a serious and resentful look on their faces.

The two of them received a notice from the Thai Royal Family, Buddhist Association and the police that the Chinese detained cannot move, touch, and cannot be injured at the moment.

If the death of Chalun is related to an ordinary Chinese, you can exaggerate it and make trouble.

But Chalun's death has now triggered a series of chain events. Thailand's financial and stock markets have suffered a heavy blow, and the investment projects that several major foreign groups and the Thai side are discussing have come to an abrupt end without warning.

The most important thing is that Chalun's reputation has begun to become a little stink.

Xiang Que grinned his teeth and smiled: "I said I have a very background, but you don't believe it... When will I send me out?"

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