Chapter 2679

Du Fei shook his head slightly at them and whispered, "the overall situation is important. Don't be impulsive!"

Wei Qing and Yue Shengqi snorted and looked unwilling.

At this time, slowly Japanese practitioners also appeared on the mountain road. Most of these practitioners were dressed in the clothes of various sects, some with Zen sticks in their hands, hats on their heads, orange monk clothes on their bodies and white monk robes under their bodies; Some don't wear hats and wear yellow cassocks all over; Others wore white robes, black crowns and a fan in their hands.

When these practitioners went up the mountain, some of them reported their sect name and law name in Chinese, and some in Japanese. Although it seemed a little messy, after they reported one by one, they were very silent. Everyone looked straight at them and the atmosphere was serious, as if they had come to fight for death.

But in front of these people were about seven or eight men and women dressed in ordinary people's clothes. The head was a fat man with big ears. Although he was dressed in a suit, it was difficult to hide his fat bureaucratic smell. When they looked from a distance, they saw him walking in the front with a stomach and looking forward to God flying.

This is no one else, it is Liu Chunping.

Walking behind him were some local officials in Jiangxi Province and three female translators.

These people walked in front, pointing to the surrounding scenery while fanning the wind with a fan, and others took photos with their mobile phones, as if they were visiting mountains and rivers.

Mao Yuchang's mouth was sharp and mean. She smiled and said to Xu Yangzi: "Hey, you said to give these guys a bike, and then stick a dog skin plaster on their forehead. Are they like the traitors who led the devils into the village?"

Xu Yangzi was cautious, but when he heard this, he couldn't help thinking of the classic scenes in the film and television. He couldn't help laughing, but he soon stared: "nonsense! Don't talk like this for a while, be careful to make trouble!"

Zhang Ling and Zhang kongyun of Zhengyi religion looked at each other. Zhang Ling quietly collected his real yuan, and the cracked ground under his feet automatically closed with a click. Zhang kongyun also walked to the pit he had smashed out before. He stamped his foot gently, and the green bricks on the ground were like a carpet shaken by someone, violently raising a layer of waves, Every green brick was shaken. When it was paved again, the ground had been leveled. If it was not for the original depression, some stone cracks still existed. Most people would think that nothing had happened on the ground just now.

After Liu Chunping took a group of local officials into the Taoist arena of the Taoist temple, he saw that everyone in the arena looked at them. Liu Chunping was worthy of rolling in the officialdom all year round. He seemed unaware of all kinds of eyes around him. He laughed, turned his head and said to Chang Sheng of Xiyuan Temple behind him: "You're right. They're really here! It's strange. I asked several local people in charge of this. They all said they didn't know. How did you know?"

Changsheng of Xiyuan Temple keeps a polite attitude. His smile is modest and polite, which makes people feel good, but only when he lowers his eyes will a touch of disdain and contempt flash in his eyes.