Republic of China

Chapter 266 Weird Smell Pancake

Along the way, the thin man kept telling Zhao Sanyuan about the great ambition of Yiguandao, and his little mouth was never idle.

From being well fed and clothed to being warm, to fighting his way out of the siege at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Lao Zhu said that Lao Zhu was also a religious man, and he did not waste any time and finally conquered the world.

If this is the case, ordinary people will definitely be stunned by the pie, because the business plan presented by the skinny man is too awesome.

Of course Zhao Sanyuan was unmoved.

I thought to myself, buddy, don’t just feed me big cakes. I feel choked just by listening to them.

You crooked people still dare to compare with Lao Zhu?

Yes, Lao Zhu has crossed the sea, but among the emperors of five thousand years, Lao Zhu is firmly in the top 5. What kind of outstanding person is he?

If the Yiguandao people rely on this, it will really put their faces on the line, and this kind of brainwashing method can be said to be very explicit. The meaning is obvious that the Yiguandao is not willing to be just a religious group.

From the beginning of the First Opium War to the present, the Yanhuang Dynasty has been in chaos for nearly a hundred years. At a small level, there are some religions such as the Tianyuan Sect, and at a large level, there are the Boxer Rebellion and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. Wang Zheng's creation of the second Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was not just a mirror image. If he was lucky, he could even change the day.

Otherwise, why would Yiguandao set up such a big stall? It can't be because of interest, right?

There is a fundamental and absolute reason why Da Chongjiu listed it as the number one target.

Although it is still unclear to what extent Yiguandao is prepared, the fact that it can corrode a large county that extends in all directions to the point where almost every household has a Yiguandao believer is enough to illustrate the problem.

However, in today's world, chaos has returned, but heroes have emerged in large numbers, and ruthless people have been arrested. The most important thing is that times have changed. People's hearts and weapons are both indispensable. Yiguandao relies on the bottom to deceive people's hearts and attract hordes of believers. If you rush forward, a Maxim on the opposite side can perfectly solve the problem.

Zhao Sanyuan thought again about the original assassination of Li Dongzhi by Guandao. It had always been a mystery. He took this opportunity to see if he could find out some clues.

It's just that the nagging in my ears is endless.

In comparison, Lao Kang's nagging was simply the sound of nature. For the first time in my life, I wanted to hear Lao Kang nagging by my side.

In the south of the city, there is a remote alley. The courtyard wall mixed with adobe bricks is very local and does not attract any attention.

The skinny man knocked regularly in front of a dilapidated wooden door, and then the wooden door was opened from the inside.

At first, Zhao Sanyuan thought it was funny and thought to himself, why don't you bunch of bastards just develop followers? How does it look like a spy connection?

After entering the courtyard, I suddenly realized that there were quite a lot of people inside. There were more than a dozen people squatting under the wall alone.

Although there is no law on illegal gatherings in Yanhuang these days, those in power understand this concept. Only fools will turn a blind eye when folk legal teachings are combined with crowd gatherings. They must be the target of suppression. Therefore, Guandao's cautiousness is understandable. Too Zhang Yang is too pretentious and won't survive today.

As long as you can enter this courtyard, you can get two cornmeal steamed buns, which is much more affordable than the previous porridge shop of the good man.

"You can rest for a while. These are your future family members. There's no harm in getting familiar with them in advance." After a few casual explanations, the thin man walked deeper into the courtyard.

Zhao Sanyuan was happy to eat and drink for free, and he was content with what he got, but he wanted to see what Yiguandao's routine was.

"Brother, who is he?"

I was just squatting under the wall and preparing to eat steamed buns when a familiar man slowly walked over to me. His face was so dirty that I couldn't tell his exact appearance, but his eyes were bright and bright. His two rows of teeth were flawless and white, and he had an unkempt appearance. There is a strong sense of dissonance in comparison. He is at most thirty, and his accent is indistinguishable. Anyway, I have never encountered anyone with this taste.

"People from the Northeast."

"Hey~ You can tell by the accent that it's from Nagada. I heard that life is pretty good in the Northeast. Why did you come to Hebei to seek life?"

"There are many enemies."

"Yes, little brother, you can tell by your face that you are a cruel person."

Zhao Sanyuan said amusedly: "Can you still read faces?"

The other party nodded with bared teeth, not looking at Zhao Sanyuan at all, but looking at the two nests in his hand, licking the corners of his mouth, "Not only can I see that you are a cruel person, brother, I can also see that you are not hungry, right? ?”

The words are said to this extent, and even a fool can understand what they mean.

Seeing that this product was quite pleasing to the eye, Zhao Sanyuan threw the two buns over and said, "You guessed it right. I ate two bowls of Pan Mian when I came here. You haven't asked me your name yet?"

"Bah, bah, bah. Just call me Hu Zi. What do you call me, great virtuous man?"

This guy made a really loud noise when eating, and he looked so happy when he was eating. Zhao Sanyuan swallowed hard when he saw it.

"People give me the nickname Jue Juezi, but don't call me a great virtuous person. I used to think of these three words as compliments, but now they are no different than scolding me. By the way, you were not given any bread to eat when you came in?"

"Brother Jue, you don't know. I was starved when I was a child, which caused the root cause of my disease. I would panic if I didn't eat. The faster I get hungry, the faster I poop - oh, shit! My head is exposed!"

I saw Huzi rushing into the flower bed with his buttocks covered, and began his glorious evolution, continuing to nibble on the remaining cornbread.

Zhao Sanyuan held his nose and distanced himself.

I thought that Yiguandao really casts a wide net, no matter what kind of virtue it is, first pulls in the people, and then selects and focuses on cultivating them.

But this guy is really interesting.

"Come on, come on, come in with me in good spirits, ready to be summoned by the deputy altar master."

People in the yard stood up quickly and looked forward to it.

Those who have a long-term vision have long wanted to join the religion and become well-off, while those who have a short-sighted vision also want to have cornbread to eat every day after joining the religion. Zhao Sanyuan is just doing sabotage.

Everyone walked through the corridor and entered the backyard one by one. The tiger in the grass looked anxious. He ran out of paper and could only grab some flowers and grass to make do.

The first thing that caught the eye in the backyard was a big pot. There were several people standing in front of the pot, including the skinny man who led Zhao Sanyuan. The leader was a big man with a heavy back and a heavy waist. The Taoist robe on his body was obviously ill-fitting, and the cuffs were consistent. The sign is very eye-catching, he must be the deputy altar leader of the Shimen altar. He is said to be a Taoist priest, but more like a butcher with a crown of monkeys.

"Dear brothers and sisters, our religion has a long history, which can be traced back to 66,600 years ago."

The deputy forum leader began to introduce his company's corporate culture. There were not many people present who could read. How could they know which dynasty and which generation it was 66,600 years ago? I just thought that Yiguandao has such a long history.

Zhao Sanyuan stood low-key in the crowd and tried to hold back his laughter.

Although I have long seen the nonsense ability of these monsters, saying that the believers are the reincarnation of one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, and that the leader is the human body of Maitreya, but there is nothing I can do. I am speechless every time I hear it.

Isn’t your leader known as the reincarnation of Maitreya?

Sixty thousand years ago, Sakyamuni hadn't come out yet, right?

According to this theory, the leader of your family should be the human body of the ancient Buddha Deng Deng.

Brother, can you brag before you get over your head?

Wouldn't it be embarrassing to meet someone who knows how to expose you?

The deputy altar leader was talking eloquently while running on the train, while the ordinary people below were bawling and bawling.

I didn’t understand it, but I was shocked.

"Brother Jue, why don't you follow me?" Huzi asked in a low voice.

"I was so fascinated that I forgot, wow~ It's so amazing~" Zhao Sanyuan said perfunctorily.

At the same time, the believers next to the deputy altar leader began to add firewood to the big iron pot to light it. When the preparations were almost complete, the deputy altar leader raised his palms and clenched his fists.

收~

The exclamations gradually stopped.

The deputy altar leader smiled mysteriously, threw an ocean into the big iron pot and said, "This big pot is full of oil. Do you believe that after it boils, I can pick out the ocean with my bare hands?"

There was an uproar.

Doesn’t everyone think this is nonsense?

When you put your hand into the hot oil pan, it's still crispy on the outside and tender on the inside?

Astonished, people leaned forward unconsciously and found that the oil pot had begun to bubble.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost over, the deputy altar leader gave a loud shout, stepped forward and kneaded, shook his head and muttered.

"Tian Lingling~Earth Lingling~"

"The true immortal of Penglai has come to show his spirit~"

"The Four Seas Ice Dragon is here to help me~"

"Vajra Arhat protects peace~"

The deputy altar leader let out a cry, and actually put his hand into the iron pot. The churning liquid almost reached the creaking point, but there was no pain at all on his face, and there was no change at all. In the blink of an eye, he held the ocean at the bottom of the pot in his hands.

There were endless exclamations and shouts of praise for the living gods.

He can't fake it in public. People have seen with their own eyes the ocean he fished out from the bottom of the frying pan.

Of course, there are also those who do not believe in evil and walk up to the oil pan and lightly dip their fingers into the oil pan.

"what--"

With a scream, the man's fingers were burned red.

Now they were convinced, and they looked at the deputy altar leader posing as if he were looking at the true god.

Only Zhao Sanyuan breathed out in boredom.

That's it?

That's it?

I thought I could see some interesting magic, but this was just a blind eye at best.

"Brother Jue, why aren't you surprised?"

Zhao Sanyuan was too lazy to act, and joked: "What's the surprise? As long as you are prepared for this kind of thing, any old lady can get it from morning till night."

The truth is not complicated, it is nothing more than three keys: material, heat, and timing.

Is there oil in the pan? The answer is yes, but it is not just oil. Before pouring the oil, a lot of vinegar has been poured into the bottom of the pot in advance, and the two will not be completely mixed in a short time.

When the heat reaches a certain level, the vinegar is heated first. What bubbles up is not the oil that has reached the boiling point, but the vinegar. The oil is just warm.

Finally, it’s time. If it’s too early, the shock won’t be big enough, if it’s too late, the consequences will be the same as that poor little guy who doesn’t believe in evil.

As for why Zhao Sanyuan knew this truth?

Because there is a scholar, a college student, who always imparts some scientific knowledge when he is free. Today, Zhao Sanyuan not only knows the boiling points of some liquids, but also knows that the angle between the cylinders of an internal combustion engine must be less than 180 degrees to be reasonable.

Speaking of the deputy director, he felt that the visual impact of one project alone was not shocking enough, so he prepared another one.

Go up the knife ladder.

The visual impact is even more exciting.

The deputy altar leader took off his shoes and rolled up his trousers, and began to recite incomprehensible mantras again.

But this did not stop the melon-eaters from continuing to wow and wow, watching with wide-eyed eyes as the deputy altar leader really stepped up the mountain of knives step by step.

The knife must be a real knife. It can't be used to blow hair or break hair. It must be fine for cutting shredded potatoes.

But Zhao Sanyuan was even more disappointed.

What is this?

Small science knowledge class?

Isn't it just acrobatics using the principles of pressure and mechanics? It’s not that this kind of traditional art is not good. The question is, you are the deputy altar leader of Yiguandao, so why don’t you perform this thing for us?

Huang Aimin and Dou Hai who had done it were top-notch masters.

"Brother Jue, you seem disappointed?"

"Nonsense, that's not what I want to see. Isn't there something more mysterious?"

Hu Zi chuckled and said, "I heard that the deputy altar leader of Yiguandao only recruits people. Those who have real skills are the altar master and the disciples."

Zhao Sanyuan rolled his eyes, "That's not bad. If they were all like this guy, Yiguandao wouldn't survive today, and the rabbit would kill them all."

"You can get a rabbit that kills people? Is this rabbit a spirit?"

"Don't worry about these details, just watch the excitement."

Sure enough, the lowest level of quasi-believers cannot see the real thing?

After the deputy altar leader's scientific acrobatics performance was completed, the atmosphere reached its peak, and most people looked at him with the most admiring eyes.

"This is just a small test. As long as you join my religion and believe in it sincerely, it will not be a dream to be invulnerable and turn rocks into gold. If you encounter serious illnesses, our religion will also send people to treat them. Now tell me, are you willing to join?"

"Yes! Yes!"

"Okay, I'm very pleased that everyone is smart, but there are conditions for joining our religion. Each person needs to hand in two kilograms of food per month."

As soon as I heard that I had to hand over food, the hot atmosphere subsided a lot.

Who can join the religion if the family has enough food? Aren’t those present here all people who can’t afford to be happy?

The deputy altar leader looked calm and confident, and continued: "Don't be afraid if you don't have food. If you have money, you can contribute. My teaching has a lot of land around Shimen. You can use your strength to help my teaching. When your contribution is enough, You can also learn real skills, don’t worry, food and shelter will be included.”

The atmosphere became hot again.

Having hope, then being disappointed and then having hope again, the mentality is completely different. In addition, the pie painted by the deputy altar leader is so delicious that many people do not realize that it is no different from working for free.

Zhao Sanyuan sneered.

The fox's tail is finally exposed.

Small favors before entry are just a means, and sucking blood and squeezing is the fundamental purpose. If Yiguandao dares to do this, the ratio of investment and return must be very impressive.

As for free medical treatment, it is even more nonsense. At that time, we will just sort out a few typical cases, and the rest will be said that there are too many family members of believers to arrange for them.

At this time, a believer walked quickly to the deputy altar leader and reported anxiously: "Wang Mazi from the east of the city and his people robbed the food we were bringing to the altar, and also injured several disciples!"

The deputy altar leader was furious when he heard this. He had tolerated Wang Mazi for a long time, and he could do whatever he wanted because he was the county magistrate's brother-in-law. Forget about the small conflicts and frictions in the past, now he dared to snatch food, which was outrageous.

Then he raised his arms and shouted, "Brothers and sisters! The time has come to test you. My teaching is in trouble. The food that I was going to distribute to my disciples has been robbed. What do you think we should do?"

Is it okay for everyone to hear this?

They all pulled their necks and shouted: "Get it back! Get it back!"

"Okay! They're all good! Now go to the warehouse to raid the guys, and come with me to get the food back!"

What does it mean to be excited?

This group of people were all armed like chickens, with all kinds of swords, guns, swords and halberds.

Zhao Sanyuan, who wanted to leave secretly, couldn't laugh or cry. The atmosphere had reached this point. If he didn't go, he would stand out from the crowd and would definitely attract unnecessary attention.

Huzi asked softly: "Brother Jue, are we going?"

"Definitely go, you go get the guy." Zhao Sanyuan looked up to the sky and sighed. Who would have expected that the first thing he did when he sneaked into Yiguandao was to go out to fight with weapons?

The strange-flavored flatbread really made me choke.

But what’s even more outrageous is yet to come.

This sudden armed fight unexpectedly achieved Zhao Sanyuan's goal.

It was dusk, and thirty or forty people, led by the deputy altar leader, rushed to the east of the city.

The bully named Wang Mazi was probably used to being arrogant and didn't take the deputy altar leader seriously at all. He also used his privileges to clear out the street. He also brought dozens of people with him to wait for work, and prepared to fight face to face with gongs and drums. , which means I will steal yours, what can I do?

(End of this chapter)