After the arrested monks finished their explanation, they were dejected and trembled, swallowing their almost cracked throats, and begging to look at Zhou Jian to give them a sip of water.

They did all the bad things, one after another, directly shocking the audience!

Tens of thousands of believers were uproared by this, and some young and brave people showed an angry expression. After the Nile River, this is undoubtedly another scandal!

Those who commit the crime personally admitted that they were all well-known monks. At least in the sand dunes, it would cause a huge impact on local monks!

"Shut up!" Guan Sheng Sumeru roared and was extremely angry: "Who is the villain who dares to pretend to be a Buddhist sect and do whatever he wants!"

"What kind of heart do you want to rest!"

Zhou Jian sneered: "Impersonation? These people have names and surnames, and they are all local big names. Who can pretend to be? Should I bring the victims out too, so that you can see clearly!"

"Stop it, even so, this is not something we know about. I will hand them over to the monks, who will enforce the law!"

"But you, don't think you can come in. Don't think I don't know what you think. Once you enter, you will burn, kill and loot!" Guan Sheng was anxious and changed the subject and poured dirty water from Zhou Jian and his group.

Faced with such a dispute, tens of thousands of believers chose to believe in the Buddhist sect, while others looked at them.

Zhou Jian knew the current situation well and if the stalemate continued, most ignorant Westerners did not dare to disobey the Buddhist sect, so he shouted: "Get food, grass, clear water, and distribute it to the public!"

As soon as this statement was made, the audience was shocked. Tens of thousands of believers changed their color. Facing food and water, they became weak and weak when they joined the saint.

"Sir, we don't have many. If we take it out, we will face a crisis." Someone was anxious to speak.

"Yes, although the sand dunes and oasis can be replenished, they are all controlled by the Buddhist sect, so we dare not use it!" Many leaders of thousands of men spoke one after another.

Zhou Jian knew very well that he couldn't bear to leave his children and could not trap the wolf. The key point was the people of the Western Regions!

Without the huge believers, they are actually just an evil sect and nothing is scary.

"Do it!" he whispered.

Many leaders did not understand the truth, their faces were flushed and they felt extremely distressed, but in the end they chose to be obedient and reluctantly brought out food and water.

When pieces of dried meat and naan smelled, trucks of clear water rippled in the sun, and tens of thousands of believers' eyes shone and couldn't help swallowing their throats.

"They come true!" Some monk looked ugly.

"Bastard, where did they come from so many supplies? There shouldn't be such resources in the place where the exile should be!" The Sensheng pinched his fist and his face was gloomy.

What he didn't know was that this was eight out of ten of the rations and water used for the 70,000 team. If this was taken out, within three days, 70,000 people would collapse without thinking of a solution!

Others dared not do this at all, but Zhou Jian dared that he was betting that he could control the entire area of ​​the sand dunes within three days and that the people here would no longer support the demons in sheep's clothing like the sage.

In an instant, the atmosphere at the scene became subtle.

Guan Sheng Sumi's face changed drastically, and she immediately ran to the commanding heights and shouted: "Don't listen to him, don't be confused. Once you take his things, everyone will need to repay them with their lives!"

"I believers in the Buddhist sect should not be deceived!" He is still striving to save him.

In contrast, Zhou Jian was much calmer. He even grinned, grabbed a handful of jerky meat, threw it into the camp of tens of thousands of believers, and ordered all 70,000 people to retreat fifty meters!

Bang bang bang bang!

The dried meat is like rain, and the hungry people in the dunes are highly oppressed. Whenever they have eaten something like dried meat, there are no naans. Most of them are cakes made of a mixture of soil.
Chapter completed!