(I thought about this and decided that it would be better to finish it in two chapters and then jump to the next story. If I write carefully, I can write more than ten chapters.)
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The braided man waved his hand, meaning everyone present should kneel down and worship the Buddha statue.
It is true that some people are afraid of him, but more people are indifferent.
Zhu Baokou shook his head and smiled. Next to him was a man in his 40s. This man had a bald head and a scorpion tattooed on his neck."
This person was the first to shout: "Brother Cui, if you ask us to kneel down, we will kneel down? With my legs, I have never been kneeled down by anyone except my parents. I'm sorry, I can't help but obey."
"That's right, everyone wants this thing, so don't stand on the moral high ground and pretend to be hypocritical."
"That's right."
The crowd around him suddenly started talking, and the voices of opposition became more and more loud, making the scene somewhat uncontrollable.
The braided man glanced around with cold eyes, and slowly touched his trouser pocket with his right hand. After Jiu Qingshui stood up, he looked at him and shook his head.
I asked the leader in a low voice where this braided man named Cui was from.
"Have you never heard of this man? Cui Zhendong from Laishui."
"Cui Zhendong?"
"Is he that Cui Zhendong?"
"Didn't this man get sentenced to eight years?" I was a little surprised.
I have heard of this name. This man was reported when he robbed the Han Dynasty Tomb in Gaojiazui Mountain. He and the two men who dug the soil were arrested because the two earthworkers piled the soil with green plaster into the mountain.
Someone discovered this, and the incident was a joke on the street, with everyone laughing at the group for seeking death. There is also another theory that someone deliberately messed with him. In any case, this person has been in jail for several years.
He turned his head and whispered: "It is impossible for a professional tomb robber to make such a low-level mistake. He was betrayed, but this person is ruthless and must not be underestimated."
Jiu Qingshui spoke again, and then had people use red cloth to lift the Big Tears Buddha up and down.
The meaning behind her words was obvious.
The general meaning is: "Dear friends from all over the world, no matter who you work for, there will be no good results. The Buddha should be handed over to capable people for safekeeping, so as to avoid unnecessary casualties."
As for who this "capable" person is, it goes without saying that she is talking about herself.
After the show, he secretly pulled me aside and asked me what I thought about what just happened.
So I told the boss what I thought.
After hearing this, he shook his head solemnly and said, "What you said is just a superficial phenomenon. The people you told us tonight must not sleep, because we feel that something might happen."
When I heard something was going to happen, my heart skipped a beat.
"Yunfeng, come here... tonight you..."
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Our tents were pitched in the northwest corner of the camp. I asked people not to sleep. I don’t know where my red eyes went. I guess he went to find his Aunt Luo.
After turning off the flashlight, it was dark inside our tent. It wasn't until after two o'clock in the morning that the noisy noise outside the camp gradually died down.
There was a camel tent not far from us. At this moment, I heard the voices of men and women coming intermittently from there.
"Isn't it awesome? I'm not awesome. Tell me."
"Awesome, awesome, you are so awesome." Then some indescribable voices came.
Everyone was crowded in the tent. I looked weird, and so did everyone else. Only Dou Sprout listened with interest.
"What time is it?" I asked quietly.
"It's five minutes to three o'clock." Xiaoxuan whispered in the darkness.
I nodded, it's time.
Sure enough, at this moment, a dark shadow appeared outside our tent.
