The next day, Hengkong discovered that the law enforcement officers who were wearing uniforms yesterday and wearing casual clothes today pretending to be listeners were mixed in the crowd.

It is impossible to catch it, and the earthquake is still unsure, and they already believe it, and this is not a rumor. In addition, Zhang Daoran preached, the magical mood, and spiritual energy entering the body to eliminate illness and pain, make the body light and healthy, and to come here to listen to the sermons, there are untold benefits.

Without wearing a uniform, Hengkong was not sure whether these law enforcement officers would still arrest them. However, Hengkong did not take it seriously, but looked at the people who came to listen to the sermon.

I heard that there were only more than a hundred people yesterday, but today there are hundreds, nearly a thousand people!

"It's still too few. Compared with the entire Wengu County, this is only a very small number of people."

Life continues and work hard. At this time, most people would rather believe that the earthquake is just a rumor in order to make money and work. Hengkong looked at Zhang Daoran sitting cross-legged, then closed his eyes and stopped looking around.

Zhang Daoran, his eyes half open and half close, glanced at everyone, and nodded secretly: "If you are destined to listen to the Tao, these listeners are either those who accumulate good deeds and virtues, or those who do good deeds in their previous lives and receive rewards in this life."

With the divine power of the heavenly eyes, the past and present lives of these listeners were presented to Zhang Daoran without reservation.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Zhang Daoran began to recite the Taoist scriptures.

Unlike before, this time, Zhang Daoran was not reciting scriptures only after talking about "The Book of Shangqing Fubao" this time.

The people who opened their eyes blankly opened their eyes and saw that Zhang Daoran had left. Within the eyes, they could not find Zhang Daoran at all. Someone wanted to ask whether the earthquake was true or not, but in the end they had no choice but to give up.

......

"Fellow Taoist, today is the last time I preached..."

On a mountain, Zhang Daoran and Hengkong stood side by side. Compared with the mountain in the east, the mountain in the north is higher. Zhang Daoran and Hengkong did not climb to the top of the mountain. Just halfway up the mountain, you can see the entire Wengu County.

Zhang Daoran looked at the prosperity of Wengu County, shook his head and did not respond to Hengkong's question.

There was an extra sutra in his hand. Zhang Daoran glanced at it and then put it back in the gray space: "The Sutra of the Heavenly Lord of the Taishang Cave Xuanling Bao Tianzun's Sacrifice to Save Suffering Sins, the sutra for saving the dead may need to be recited after the disaster."

The "Taishang Cave Xuanling Bao Tianzun's Speaks of Saving Suffering Suffering Sin" was the last time the Qilu silk thread was exchanged, Kunlun preached, Cheng Wuhui and Li Daniu songs were released. The Qilu silk threads obtained opened the nine pages of the "Huangting Sutra", and all the songs and scores. Only the gray Qilu silk threads obtained in Kunlun Mountain, which saved the dead souls, opened a new page of the "Huangting Sutra", and obtained this scripture.

At first, Zhang Daoran did not discover the undead, and the "Sutra of the Heavenly Lord of the Taishang Cave Xuanling Bao Tianzun's Sayings to Save Suffer Suffer and Relieve Sin" was naturally placed in a gray space. After the great catastrophe, there were countless unjust souls, and this sutra could save the dead souls.

"I thought it was useless, but I wonder if this great disaster would be useful. The gods do not exist, the divine traces do not appear, and I wonder if the underworld still exists."

Zhang Daoran's expression was a little solemn. At this time, between heaven and earth, under the divine power of heaven, a trace of black mist enveloped the entire Wengu County, extending to Wengu County, and a distance.

"The evil spirit is getting stronger and stronger..."

Zhang Daoran also felt a little depressed, and felt like a stone was blocking his chest.

"Ordinary people don't feel that they are still busy, everything is as usual. The earthquake is coming tomorrow morning."

I wonder how many people will survive?

Hengkong did not notice Zhang Daoran's actions just now. He looked at Wengu County with his eyes, and his expression was equally solemn: "I feel more and more depressed... I have the urge to escape from here."

The evil spirit cannot be seen in the air, but the depression here can be felt.

Zhang Daoran and Hengkong stood halfway up the mountain, from morning to afternoon, from afternoon to morning.

Hengkong's face had changed a little, and he turned pale: "Fellow Taoist, I must leave and come back after the great disaster. I feel that if I stay here, my heart will be lost and the evil spirit will enter my body..."

Zhang Daoran's face was as normal, but his face was as gloomy as water. He nodded, his voice a little hoarse: "It's good..."

Hengkong bowed deeply and turned around and left: "No wonder the practitioners need to avoid disasters. It turns out that disasters have such a serious impact on the practitioners!"

Hengkong gradually faded away, Wengu County was a severely affected area within a radius of hundreds of miles, and it would not be affected unless it left Shu.

The evil energy also has an impact on Zhang Daoran, but Zhang Daoran silently recites the Taoist scriptures in his heart, and the evil energy will stay away from his body and the spiritual energy will enter the body. The influence of the evil energy is almost very small.

Hengkong left, Zhang Daoran stood alone on the hillside, looking down at Wengu County. Dao's heart was a little floating, and Zhang Daoran also had the urge to leave here.

The earthquake was predicted to be around 3 a.m. at night, until around 2 a.m. In some communities, elevator doors were opened, and some people were taking food and drink, staying away from the community, going to the square, or open areas.

It is more lively than before in the square or in the open area or in the park.

People were tacitly informed, and no one mentioned the word "earthquake". Whether an earthquake would occur or not at this time would rather believe it exist than not. Some people were calling in the distance, while others were gathered together, chatting with each other, chatting around in the east, south, west and north, just not mentioning the word "earthquake".

In a factory, a worker walked out of the workshop and took out his phone to call his relatives: "It's two o'clock, get up quickly and take a walk downstairs for some breath."

Some people really believe it, and some people hug you if you want to avoid this for about an hour and sleep less, and there is no big deal. However, many places in Wengu County are brightly lit, factories are working night shifts, and some people are working overtime in office buildings. The community is dark and most people are still dreaming.

Some people say that rumors stop at the wise, and they believe that they are the wise. The fatigue of work and physical fatigue make them unintentionally get up.

In the urban village, in the B&B area, the female hotel owner was sleeping. A mobile phone ringtone rang, which woke the female hotel owner: "Hey... who?"

My mind was covered in dust, my voice was weak, and my eyes were not opened. The other end of the phone suddenly shouted: "Mengxi, my queen, get up quickly, come to the Scenic Park... It's going to be an earthquake..."

"Go to bed quickly and stop kidding."

The Scene Park is a bit remote, and few people will go there in the middle of the night. Meng Xi threw away the phone and then fell asleep. She just put her head on the pillow and jumped up.

"Earthquake! I almost forgot about this!"

Standing on the bed and turning on the light, Mengxi immediately called a few phone calls, and her face changed: "Why are you all turned off? Can't you leave a phone to power on and back up?"

Then he called again, and the phone was called, and it took a long time to get in. Mengxi's voice was a little urgent: "Auntie Fat, it's going to be an earthquake. Hurry up and go to my house and tell my parents to walk out of the community and go to the open space. You guys should also get up quickly and don't stay in the community!"

Mengxi's home is in a suburb community. If an earthquake occurs, that community will not be spared.

"Earthquake? Girl, you are crazy, aren't your parents going on a trip? Are you still sleeping in the middle of the night?"

The other end of the phone said a few words in a daze, and Mengxi hung up the phone. Then she put on her clothes, rushed downstairs, and drove to the park in a car: "Why don't you believe it? Fortunately, I had the foresight and let my parents travel..."

Thinking of yesterday, when my parents had a gloomy face and had to travel under their own strength, Meng Xi wanted to laugh: "Who dares not obey the Queen's order?"

I drove on the street and occasionally someone went to the open space, but the number was not large.

"The earthquake is coming, and it seems that most people don't believe it..."

If Zhang Daoran hadn't disappeared mysteriously during the surveillance, Meng Xi wouldn't have believed the truth of this rumor. Although he was half-believing and half-doubted, it would be better to guard against some things than to be in the real earthquake and die under the ruins.

I drove to the park. In the quiet park, people gathered together in groups of three or three, some were family members, and some kept making calls.

Entering the park, a familiar figure came into view: "Officer Zhou, it seems he believed it..."

Police Officer Zhou Hao, with his wife Zhou Huimin, also slept on a bench in the park. But where are some of his friends?

When I dialed the phone, Meng Xi looked a little bad, and her phone was turned off: "I dared to lie to me, but I didn't even come... It's going to be an earthquake soon!"

After looking at the phone time, it was already three o'clock in the morning. Meng Xi's breathing was stagnant, and his friends...

......

On the north of Wengu County, halfway up the mountain, Zhang Daoran was sitting cross-legged, but suddenly opened his eyes: "The evil spirit has condensed to the peak, and the time has come..."

Suddenly, a dazzling light lit up over Wengu County, as bright as daytime. Before the light disappeared, the whole earth trembled violently...
Chapter completed!