Miao Zhuoqi threw away the middle-aged man and cursed angrily.
"Boy, you just came from China, right?"
The middle-aged man smoked a cigarette, looked at Miao Zhuoqi and Jiang Minghao, and said, "Do you know who they are? Do you want to die if you offend them here?"
Jiang Minghao winked at Miao Zhuoqi, smiled at the middle-aged man and said, "Are you the owner of the hotel?"
"That's right, do you want to check in? There are just two rooms left." The middle-aged man threw the room key to them and said, "One room costs 370,000 yuan."
"What, 370,000 yuan, you robbed it?" Miao Zhuoqi stared and shouted.
"It's Lao currency."
The boss rolled his eyes at him angrily and said, "Chinese currency is fine, three hundred yuan for a room."
Jiang Minghao and Miao Zhuoqi were embarrassed, then took out 600 Chinese coins and asked him curiously: "Boss, who are those people?"
"They are the followers of the local White Lotus Saint. They have a very high position in the area, so when you see them, you'd better be honest and take a detour if you can. Don't offend them, otherwise you two will die. I know." The boss collected the money and reminded Jiang Minghao and Miao Zhuoqi.
The two of them looked at each other and asked the boss: "Where can I find the White Lotus Saint?"
The boss was stunned, looked up at Jiang Minghao and Miao Zhuoqi, and said, "What do you two do?"
"We are here for a trip."
Miao Zhuoqi put his arm around Jiang Minghao's shoulders and smiled at the boss: "This White Lotus Saint must be a beauty, right? So we want to see her."
"You kid, you talk so freely. You are really not afraid of death."
The boss pointed at Miao Zhuoqi and cursed. Jiang Minghao smiled and said: "It turns out to be a local belief. It seems that this White Lotus Saint should be very efficacious. We just want to pay homage."
The boss didn't care and said: "This White Lotus Saint is naturally in the newly built White Lotus Church. You drive south, less than two kilometers away, just ask anyone."
Jiang Minghao and Miao Zhuoqi nodded, thanked their boss, took their luggage upstairs and threw it into the room, and immediately said: "Go downstairs to have something to eat, and then go meet this White Lotus Saint."
Nodding to Miao Zhuoqi, the two simply had lunch at the Chinese restaurant next door, then drove south in the direction pointed by the hotel owner, and soon deviated from Lannanda County.
So I passed a local man, stopped my car and asked, "Do you speak English?"
The locals spread their hands and Jiang Minghao continued to drive on dirt roads. When he met two people who looked like Chinese, Miao Zhuoqi shouted: "Brother, are they Chinese?"
"Yes, you are here to travel."
"yes."
"Let me ask, do you know where the White Lotus Church is?"
"I know, if you walk along this road, you will see a white building less than 500 meters away, which is the White Lotus Church."
"Okay, thank you, and I wish you a pleasant journey."
Miao Zhuoqi thanked the two compatriots. Jiang Minghao drove the car along the dirt road for five or six hundred meters and saw a place that resembled a village.
From a distance, I saw a building with a white exterior wall and a large area. I also saw White Lotus believers wearing white clothes coming in and out. Obviously this is the headquarters of the White Lotus Church.
Jiang Minghao parked the car under a tree on the side of the road and looked at the building from a distance. There were many believers in white guarding the door and said, "It seems we can only pretend to go in."
"Okay, let's go in and investigate for now."
Miao Zhuoqi nodded. Now that he saw these white-clothed believers, he remembered his parents' hatred.
So Jiang Minghao drove over, because the White Lotus Church is quite a temple, and the outside is open to the outside, allowing believers to go in and worship the statue of the saint. However, if you want to really see the saint, it is obviously not the right time.
As soon as the two believers in white clothes at the door saw Jiang Minghao's Mercedes-Benz SUV slowly approaching, they immediately greeted him and smiled politely in English: "Welcome to you two believers. Are you here to attend the Saintess Purdue Conference?"
"Saint Purdue Assembly?"
Miao Zhuoqi was surprised, and Jiang Minghao was equally curious and smiled: "Is this an activity of your White Lotus Church?"
"Exactly, we will hold it tomorrow." The two white-clothed believers nodded and said.
Jiang Minghao and Miao Zhuoqi looked at each other and smiled immediately: "So, we have caught up. We are followers of the White Lotus Saint. We come here because of her reputation. Here is our contribution to the Saint."
Seeing Jiang Minghao hand over the check, the eyes of the two white-clothed believers lit up, and they continued without politeness. They bowed their heads and said, "May the saint protect you two."
Miao Zhuoqi was shocked and glanced at Jiang Minghao, his eyes hinting: "Okay, you actually did this."
Jiang Minghao smiled and said: "Can you two please take us in to visit? We want to pay homage to the statue of the saint."
"Of course, please."
The two believers in white immediately enthusiastically took Jiang Minghao and Miao Zhuoqi in to visit.
I saw many local people kneeling down and worshiping a statue in the main hall, which was said to be the statue of the first saint of Bailian. At the same time, there were also a group of white-clothed believers who were handing out small bottles of stuff in the main hall.
Jiang Minghao and Miao Zhuoqi went over and asked the two white-clothed believers beside them, "What is this?"
"This is the holy water of our White Lotus Saint. After drinking it, you can enter a meditative state, cultivate your mind and nature, and make you more aware of the true meaning of our lives." The two believers said.
This made Jiang Minghao and Miao Zhuoqi look at each other. They wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh, so they asked, "Can we try it?"
"Of course, please come this way."
So Jiang Minghao and Miao Zhuoqi each got a bottle for free, because they had just presented a check of 100,000 to the Saint, so of course there was no charge. But others wanted a bottle of holy water, but it cost a hundred dollars.
Looking at another lobby, a group of people were sitting there, including locals, foreigners, and Chinese. Almost all of them were sitting cross-legged, meditating with their eyes closed.
And on a high platform, there was a middle-aged missionary in white sitting, muttering something, which they couldn't understand anyway.
It can be seen that Jiang Minghao and Miao Zhuoqi were surprised to see so many people meditating together.
So the two of them sat behind and opened the bottle to smell it. Miao Zhuoqi was shocked and whispered: "Isn't this just a medicinal soup made from ordinary leaves, stems, roots and Wuteng, so stupid?"
"Come here, let's feel it."
Jiang Minghao smiled, took a sip, and then sat cross-legged with Miao Zhuoqi. He closed his eyes and began to meditate following the atmosphere of the scene. The voice of the middle-aged missionary on the high platform was heard in his ears.
Although I don’t know if other people present have other feelings, Jiang Minghao and Miao Zhuoqi definitely don’t.ωωw..net
Perhaps this is a way of brainwashing.
Soon after the meditation ended, a group of women dressed in white, carrying a small basket, began to distribute white paper charms to the believers present.
Soon, a woman in white clothes with a white veil on her face, some hollow eyes, and a very clumsy manner took out a white paper charm from the basket and handed it to Jiang Minghao.
Jiang Minghao took the white paper talisman, but looked up into the woman's eyes and was instantly surprised: "Ah Qing...!"