Tonight is definitely Qin Kun’s most unforgettable night.

The Black Soul Sect was free and easy, and Qin Kun's heavenly eyes could not even notice how they disappeared. Several corpses were left on the ground, as well as a ruin of a Buddhist temple, and hundreds of crazy believers.

"Brother, why are you standing there stupidly? Come and worship!"

It is already the 21st century. When these guys saw the scene when the Black Souls Cult just left, they still chose to express their respect in the oldest way, which is to kowtow.

Play with people's hearts.

When Qin Kun saw this group of people, he breathed in his breath: "Why do you worship?"

"Is this still necessary? They are gods..."

The man was halfway through and was slapped in the rain by Qin Kun.

"You said! Why do you want to kneel down to them?" Qin Kun looked at another person.

Qin Kun just slapped him clearly, and the excited person next to him calmed down for a moment and looked over with timid and hostile eyes.

The second man calmly said, "You just saw it. They have magic. Are you not the one we teach?"

Qin Kun lifted the man with one hand and whispered: "Do you know if there is gold under your knees?"

The second man struggled to push away Qin Kun's hand and said contemptuously: "Are you crazy? Don't you give me a break!"

Qin Kun slapped the man one meter away with his backhand, and his cheeks quickly swollen.

Qin Kun looked at the third person, who shouted: "My daughter has some idea of ​​what happened the year before yesterday. A large piece of abscess grew behind her, which was cured by the holy water of Priest Olein!"

The man's eyes were rolling secretly and he said solemnly: "Maybe you don't believe that there are miracles in the world, but it does not mean that there aren't them in the world! Our human beings have too shallow knowledge. The Great Freedom Church helps us expand our wisdom and open our wisdom!"

The man was answering Qin Kun’s question and cheering others up.

"Yes!" Many people agreed.

Sad to his misfortune and angered him not to fight! The third person's mouth was swollen directly by Qin Kun.

This group of people are evil pens, this person is the leader of the pen, and he is also more intelligent and enlightened? Why are these trash scumbags worthy of your flattery? If you use two tricks of mirage, those who are evil will become gods?

Priest Cang Yi and his friends rushed over and saw Qin Kun beat up people, and whispered: "Where are the people from the Black Soul Sect?"

"It's been beaten away."

"Hit away?"

No one expected that Qin Kun could beat them away alone?

The black lady and Zhao Wumian looked at each other. They had fought with Qin Kun, but this might not be possible. Qin Kun’s two ghost messengers could not fight, let alone himself. A Taoist priest who could control two ghost generals with yang energy is not a cat or a dog who cheated on incense.

Chief Cang Yi came back to his senses and said the point: "There are hundreds of people outside, and they are all believers in Wuzhou City. These people are unquestionable about the 'divine art' of the Black Soul Cult. What should we do?"

Hundreds of people were going to come to the Luanchan Temple to admire the miracles? This was a large-scale feudal superstitious gathering. Feng Qiang knew that this happened and he did nothing and was despised. He might have to be sold to the bureau to take the blame.

These people from the Black Soul Sect are so hateful that they will leave and make things difficult for themselves!

Hundreds...

No wonder some ancient monsters that were ridiculous and sarcastic intrigue could deceive villagers and even nobles into rebelling. As long as the people saw the "divine art" with their own eyes, their persuasion soared. I am afraid that if you ask them to kill the emperor, you may dare to do so.

Qin Kun frowned and suddenly glanced at Hei Po gritting his teeth. Today, their Caotou Village suffered heavy losses. He heard that Hei Soul's teachings left and had no chance to take revenge. The nasolabial folds cut by the knife and the resentment of middle-aged and elderly women appeared directly on his face.

Qin Kun hesitated for a moment and seemed to have an idea. Can we temporarily transform these two fools into people who can control themselves, and then tell them that there are no ghosts and gods in the world. Only by doing good deeds and being calm can we keep our family safe? Slowly fade them?

Hiss... Since ancient times, Buddhism and Taoism have all done this.

Qin Kun looked at Hei Po and asked, "Hei San Gu, where is your Caotou Village?"

Hei Po was suddenly asked by Qin Kun, and he was stunned for a moment and replied: "My mother-in-law's village is just a village, and she is still in the mountains. She grows fruits and hunts for a living. Her ancestors were Miao doctors and taught some disciples."

"Master Zhao, where are you Feishui Mountain?"

Zhao Wumian disheveled his hair and said, "There are turbid waters in the mountains, so they are called Feishui Mountain. I am used to being scattered, and there are not many people in the mountains."

Qin Kun looked at Daoyi of Cang. Before he could ask questions, he said honestly: "I am abbot of Yuxu Temple. I have thirty-three disciples, six brothers, one uncle, and many disciples, most of them are lay disciples."

When Lao Jin saw Qin Kun’s look, he also spoke at this time: “Our Funeral Home in Wuzhou City is located at the foot of Xiwu Mountain, accompanied by the Kuzhu Temple of the Huanggu Monk. In addition, the Xiwu Cemetery covers an area of ​​600 acres. The employees are simple and dedicated…”

Qin Kun quickly interrupted: "Stop, you're not doing anything!"

Lao Jin had a dark face: "Why!"

"No reason, take care of your funeral home cremation building, and join in the funeral with the Taoist sect for no reason."

Lao Jin was defeated and stood there angrily. Qin Kun found that the people from the Black Soul Sect had left for a while. The group of people who came to pay tribute to the miracles stood up with satisfaction and prepared to leave.

So Qin Kun called them.

"Stop!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Is there anyone in charge?"

Most people were silent, and Qin Kun sneered: "Didn't your priests have miracles to protect you? Why, the people in charge dare not say a word?"

"Who said he dared not! Do not insult the Priest Olein!"

The person who had been swollen from Qin Kun's mouth before stood up.

In addition to this person, a middle-aged man wearing glasses also stood up.

"You know what the relationship between Great Freedom Church and Olein?"

The man who was swollen by Qin Kun said, "Hehe, want to mess with us? Dream. After tonight, we will not admit anything, and you don't want to call the police. In addition, we have never done anything bad!"

"For good and truth, we can condense our wisdom! We have never done bad things!"

A person who is often most afraid of what others think they are, so he has to take the initiative to explain. Qin Kun raised his hand to stop the noisy crowd and said, "Actually, Olein is a liar, I just beaten away."

"Fuck! Nonsense!"

"Dare you dare to insult the priest? Do you know how many lives she saved in Europe 300 years ago?"

Damn it, she dared to make up this lies for you 300 years ago? Isn’t that evil?

Qin Kun shouted: "Then do you know how Master Zhao Wumian sniped Toyotomi Hideyoshi's fleet with one man to march into the Ming Dynasty 500 years ago?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was shocked.

Zhao Wumian's eyes were about to pop out, his mouth was opened, and his nose was flowing out. Seeing Qin Kun's shameless pussy, he really wanted to be slapped by someone next to him to see if he was dreaming.

Qin Kun sneered with a serious expression, and suddenly there was a human leather cloak on his hand, which was draped on Taoist Zhao Wumian.

"Old Zhao, use mirage."

"No... Qin Dangjia, you are putting me on the fire and roasting me! I'm not a liar! If this is spread, you will be beheaded!"

"Don't worry, I've watched it all, no one is recording videos in this group of people. I can't spread it! They are all evil sticks, how dare you spread it?"

"Why don't you dare! In addition, how can my mirage technique be used against so many people? There is not enough yin energy!"

Qin Kun curled his lips: "I said enough is enough!"

He is surrounded by five yangs and the human skin of the skin of the ghost can help him perform mirage techniques. The yin energy of the human skin is definitely enough to cover his yang energy and even spread his breath. What's the difficulty of Zhao Wumian using a mirage technique?
Chapter completed!