Zhu Mingchuan said: "It's time, and I still have to consider these things. People are great monks, so they will definitely not be skeptical about us ordinary people. Hongjian, go and ask where the monk went? Let's go and invite him together. Even if you donate more incense, you have to invite him back!"

Although several village committee members felt that it was inappropriate to invite monks, there was no way to do it now. The strange things that happened in the village were too terrifying.

Zhu Hongjian soon found out the whereabouts of Monk Sanbao. Monk Sanbao is currently doing Buddhist rituals in the hot spring resort.

Zhu Mingchuan discussed with several village cadres and drove three agricultural tricycles to Chunxigu Hot Spring Resort to invite people.

When Monk Sanbao heard that someone had come to Zhu Xiaoqiao Village, he secretly admired Zhang Yang's arrangement. Looking at the cadres of Zhu Xiaoqiao Village, Monk Sanbao said indifferently: "What's the matter with whom you donors are looking for me?"

Zhu Mingchuan smiled and said, "Master, we are here this time to apologize to you!"

Monk Sanbao said, "The matter has passed, and I have not suffered any serious injuries. I will not pursue this matter. You can go back."

Zhu Mingchuan said: "The master is broad-minded and compassionate, so we ordinary people are ashamed!"

Monk Sanbao narrowed his eyes and kept turning Buddhist beads in his hand, as if he was keeping people from thousands of miles away.

Zhu Mingchuan and others looked at each other, but Zhu Mingchuan still spoke. He coughed and said, "Master!"

Monk Sanbao said calmly: "Is there anything else?"

Zhu Mingchuan explained in detail what happened in the village last night, and several village committee members who came with him also helped.

Monk Sanbao sighed and said, "I have said a long time ago that I angered the heavens and the sins are unforgivable!"

Zhu Mingchuan said: "Master, we are here this time to apologize to you, and secondly, we are here to ask for some advice and help us resolve this disaster!"

Monk Sanbao was secretly happy and said, "You have today too." When I hit me yesterday, no one wanted to listen to me. He simply came to silence. No matter how Zhu Mingchuan said, he just said nothing.

Zhu Mingchuan sucked hard for a long time, but when he saw that there was no effect, he gave Zhu Liang a wink. Zhu Liang understood what he meant, walked up and put an envelope next to Monk Sanbao: "Master, this is the medical expenses for you. As long as you help resolve this disaster, our village is willing to donate a Buddha statue to Nanlin Temple!"

Monk Sanbao slowly put his hand on the envelope. He had the greatest ability. As long as he put his hand up, he could immediately guess the exact amount. The envelope contained a thousand yuan. It seemed that Zhu Xiaoqiao's people were very sincere. It was not easy for these people in the mountains to make money.

Monk Sanbao said, "It's not that I don't want to help you, but that the actions of your villagers have indeed angered God. If you go against the heavens, you will be punished."

Zhu Mingchuan said: "If you don't do it, you will do it. Things have happened. I hope the master will enlighten you!"

Monk Sanbao said, "I think the disaster that happened last night is just a warning. If you don't clear your sins as soon as possible, even more tragic things will be behind you."

If this was said yesterday, Monk Sanbao would have to be beaten up again, but many of his words have been verified today, and these common people have believed him seven points.

Zhu Mingchuan said: "I would like to be kind and help these hundreds of people in our village once."

Monk Sanbao closed his eyes and looked like he was thinking hard. Zhu Mingchuan and others stood up with their hands down, and no one dared to disturb the seemingly mysterious monk.

After five minutes of silence, Monk Sanbao said: "The property stolen by the people in your village is all the proceeds of the robbery of An Da Bearded Man back then. They are extremely ominous things. These things are stained with countless unjust souls. They will naturally bring back the unjust souls and bad luck when they are brought back to the village."

Zhu Mingchuan said: "When I go back to the village, I mobilize everyone to hand over the things!" Zhu Mingchuan knew very well that Monk Sanbao was most likely the same as himself. His motivation was to solve the problem of Zhu Xiaoqiao Village, and he just needed to cooperate well.

Sanbao said: "When I passed by the spirit shed yesterday, I found that the spirit shed was surrounded by evil ghosts. The deceased had done all the bad things in his lifetime. If his body did not go for a day, these unjust souls would stay in Zhuxiaoqiao Village!" At this point, Sanbao paused and whispered: "I can only say this. As for what to do, it depends on you! Zhuxiaoqiao Village has actually reached the critical moment of life and death. If you still stick to me and don't listen to the dissuasion, the real disaster will soon fall on you."

Zhu Mingchuan and his group thanked each other repeatedly and left the hot spring resort. Zhu Mingchuan sat firmly on the three-wheeled farming round. He waved his hand and said, "Go back to the village and mobilize the villagers who have privately kept state property to hand over everything. Also, let the Zhu brothers cremate Zhu Hongwei!"

Zhu Liang whispered: "I think it's easy to confiscate those things, but it's difficult to cremate Zhu Hongwei. The Zhu brothers are not vegetarians either!"

Zhu Mingchuan shouted: "The two brothers are just a ball. Compared with the life and death of the whole village, they are not even considered a ball hair!"

Monk Sanbao coaxed Zhu Mingchuan's group of people away, picked up the envelope and stuffed it into his cuffs. He went to the hot spring area to find Zhang Yang. Zhang Daren was taking a break from his busy schedule, soaking comfortably in the hot spring pool.

Monk Sanbao pulled a chair and sat down by the pool.

Zhang Yang raised his head slightly, and he brought the sunglasses that Song Huaiming gave him, which just covered the dazzling sunshine: "What did you say?"

Monk Sanbao smiled and said, "As you said, I added some materials by the way!"

Zhang Yang said: "Do they believe you?"

Sanbao said, "I sent a thousand yuan in medical expenses! I was about to pay them!" Monk Sanbao said, but he had no intention of taking out the money.

Zhang Yang said: "You keep it for use! It is a little compensation for you!"

Monk Sanbao looked around and lowered his voice and said, "Director Zhang, the incense money you promised to donate..."

Zhang Yang said: "I think you really shouldn't be a monk!"

Monk Sanbao smiled and said, "Director Zhang scolded me?"

Zhang Yang said: "Is it a pity for me to scold you as a monk? I just feel that it would be a pity for a talent like you to not be a cadre when you go to the investment promotion office!"

Monk Sanbao was thick-skinned and still smiled: "If Director Zhang really needs it, I can consider returning to secular life!"

Zhang Yang stretched his arms in the hot spring and plunged behind his head: "Give me aside, are there many people in Zhu Xiaoqiao Village sick?"

Monk Sanbao said, "I was about to talk about this. It's so strange. I fell ill in so many people overnight. Is it really a retribution?"

Zhang Yang said: "It's time for you to show off again!"

Monk Sanbao is not unfamiliar with Zhang Yang's technique. He thought that he had just met Zhang Yang. At that time, Zhang Yang was a small section chief of the Market Development Department of the Tourism Bureau. He used this method to drive away a group of vendors on the road of labor. Now that Zhang Yang has used his old tricks again, Monk Sanbao can almost conclude that he did the things in Zhu Xiaoqiao Village, but he really can't figure out how Zhang Yang did it? He didn't dare to ask, and could only hold his confusion in his heart.

It was not only the monk Sanbao who was confused about this matter, but Lin Xiu was also very surprised. She invited Zhang Yang to her office and asked in a low voice: "Did you do the things in Zhu Xiaoqiao Village?"

Zhang Yang said lazily: "Aunt Lin, you didn't hear Master Sanbao say that it was their retribution!"

Of course, Lin Xiu would not believe in any retribution. She chuckled softly: "I just want to satisfy my curiosity. The blood bleed of the stone lion's eyes must be applied by humans. The fire in the Zhu Family Ancestral Hall is also artificial, and it is very simple to distribute leaflets. But at the same time, so many people get sick, it can't be explained? Could anyone poison the water they drink?"

Zhang Yang said: "Aunt Lin has a rich imagination, but this kind of thing cannot be randomly associated. Arson or poisoning are all illegal things. So... I am a Communist Party member at least, a state cadre, and I will not do such things!"

Lin Xiu looked at Zhang Yang half-believingly, and had already thought that this matter had something to do with him. Even if it wasn't for him, he would have been his planner. Otherwise, why would he bring the monk Sanbao? It was to cooperate with him in acting this drama well.

Lin Xiu smiled and said, "I'm too lazy to care. I just hope that this storm will pass as soon as possible and let Chunxigu restore his former peace as soon as possible."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's almost done! It's not a big deal! The clouds should be cleared and the fog will disappear within three days!"

The epidemic in Zhuxiaoqiao Village is still expanding rapidly, and people have come to the county CDC. After checking in the village, they suspected that the collective disease was a poisoning incident. Some well water samples were taken, but the well water was still blood red. Several staff members did not spend much effort to identify the potassium permanganate inside. This is the reason why the well water is red.

But their explanation could not remove the terrifying psychology of the people of Zhu Xiaoqiao Village. On the contrary, they became more and more frightened because the villagers fell ill one by one. The former village party secretary Zhu Mingchuan just called on him, and the villagers immediately began to surrender the stolen goods that they had stolen and secretly kept on the day of the armed fight.

Zhu Mingchuan did not dare to make decisions without authorization and reported the matter to the township. Zhu Qingmin, secretary of the township party committee, reported it to the county public security bureau. The public security bureau contacted the county cultural relics bureau and came together to hand over the property.

However, the vehicles receiving cultural relics were unwilling to enter when they arrived at the entrance of the village. First, the incident of the villagers of Zhu Xiaoqiao Village smashing police cars was too big. Second, there is now a plague in Zhu Xiaoqiao Village everywhere, and no one dares to take risks with their own lives and health.

Zhu Mingchuan took several village committee cadres to pay the property together.

When the comrades from the County Cultural Relics Bureau were making the list, Monk Sanbao came.

Seeing the Three Treasures Monk, Zhu Mingchuan's group of people couldn't care about the people from the Public Security Bureau and the Cultural Relics Bureau, and all of them met. In their eyes, the Three Treasures Monk is the reincarnation of Tathagata and their savior.

The Three Treasures Monk walked over with big sleeves: "Amitabha, good! Good!"

Zhu Mingchuan asked Zhu Liang to continue handing over the property work, and came to the monk Sanbao, put his hands together and said, "Master, you have to save us no matter what. Now the village has fallen ill for more than 30 people. If this continues, I am afraid that the whole village will fall ill!"

Monk Sanbao said, "Has the spirit shed been demolished?"

Zhu Mingchuan sighed.

At this time, the situation in front of Zhu Hongwei's spirit shed was extremely nervous. Zhu Hongxing held a pig-killing knife in his hand, looked at the villagers around him with a fierce look, and shouted: "Damn it, I think who dares to come to our house to cause trouble?"

Zhu Hongjun also copied a wooden stick in his hand.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense, and Zhu Mingchuan and Monk Sanbao came together and saw this scene.

Zhu Mingchuan relied on his prestige in the village and shouted: "Zhu Hongxing, what are you doing? Didn't I tell you? Cremation of your brother as soon as possible! Don't implicate the rest of our village!"

Zhu Hongjun is an elementary school teacher. He was not superstitious and came to Zhu Mingchuan and said, "Secretary Zhu, don't listen to this monk's evil words to deceive the public. There is no evil in this world? What happened in the village has nothing to do with our family!"

Zhu Mingchuan looked at Zhu Hongjun coldly and said, "Fuck you, I don't care about your brothers' misfortune, but now the village is implicated by your family? This spirit shed will be demolished for me immediately, and Zhu Hongwei's body will be sent to the crematorium immediately!"

Zhu Hongjun was still a little awe of Zhu Mingchuan, but Zhu Hongxing didn't like that. He pointed at Zhu Mingchuan with a bright sharp knife and said, "Don't think I can't see it. They all colluded with this monk and came over to harm our family. Who dares to touch my brother? Try it, I'll stab him to death!"

Zhu Mingchuan was also a little scared when he looked at the cold and shining pig-killing knife. The monk Sanbao said, "Amitabha, good, good! The donor is obsessed with it. I am afraid that this Zhu Xiaoqiao Village will be implicated by you!"

Zhu Hongxing's eyes were red with anger and showed his fierce look, "I'm paralyzed, you monk talks everywhere, I'll kill you first!" He was ruthless, held the pig-killing knife and rushed up.

Monk Sanbao was also afraid. He just came over to cooperate with Zhang Yang's plan. If he threw his life here in a mess, it would be over. He was so scared that he turned around and ran away. Zhu Hongxing held the pig-killing knife and chased after him desperately.

When the monk Sanbao saw Zhu Hongxing chasing closer and closer, he was so scared that he was so scared that his soul was scattered. The solemn appearance of the treasure had already flown out of the sky, and he was so scared that he shouted desperately: "Kill someone! Kill someone!"

When the villagers in Zhu Xiaoqiao Village saw that Zhu Hongxing was really moved, they all dodged, and no one wanted to be injured by accident!

There was a young man wearing a black windbreaker and sunglasses who walked out of the crowd strode out. Zhu Mingchuan saw it clearly. This man was Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang held an air gun in his hand. He picked up the air gun and aimed at Zhu Hongxing's butt. When he put his finger on the trigger, he did not forget to smile at Zhu Mingchuan: "I am in self-defense!" When he spoke, he pulled the trigger without hesitation and shot him!

The air gun bullet accurately shot into Zhu Hongxing's big butt. Although the air gun bullet was not fatal, the feeling of hitting the flesh was extremely painful. Zhu Hongxing screamed and covered his butt and fell to the ground.

When Zhu Hongjun saw Zhang Yang shooting his brother with a gun, he rushed up with the wooden stick. He roared and raised the wooden stick and slashed it down on the back of Zhang Yang's head.
Chapter completed!