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"Who are you? Why are you stopping me?"

Miao Zhuoqi shook off the middle-aged man and cursed angrily.

"Boys, you just came from China, right?"

The middle-aged man smoked a cigarette, looked at Miao Zhuoqi and Jiang Hao, and said, "Do you know who they are? Do you want to die if you offend them here?"

Jiang Hao 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 move in? There are just two rooms left." The middle-aged man threw the room keys to them and said, "One room costs 37 yuan."

"What, 37 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, 300 yuan for a room."

Jiang Hao and Miao Zhuoqi were embarrassed, then took out 600 yuan of Chinese coins and asked him curiously: "Boss, who are those people?"

"They are the followers of the local White Lotus Saint, and they have a very high position in the area, so when you see them, you'd better be more honest and take a detour if you can. Don't offend them, otherwise neither of you will die. I know." The boss collected the money and reminded Jiang Hao 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 Hao and Miao Zhuoqi, and said, "What do you two do?"

"We are here for a trip."

Miao Zhuoqi put his arm around Jiang Hao'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 Hao 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 Hao and Miao Zhuoqi nodded, thanked their boss, then 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 by a local, stopped the car and asked, "Do you speak English?"

The locals spread their hands and Jiang Hao continued to drive, almost all on dirt roads. When he met two people who looked like Chinese, Miao Zhuoqi shouted: "Brother, are they Chinese?"

"Yes, you come 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. It is the White Lotus Church."

"Okay, thanks, and I wish you a pleasant trip."

Miao Zhuoqi thanked the two compatriots. Jiang Hao drove the car along the dirt road for 600 meters and saw a village-like place.

From a distance, I saw a building with a white exterior and a large area.At the same time, I also saw White Lotus believers in white clothes coming in and out. It was obvious that this was the headquarters of the White Lotus Church.

Jiang Hao 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 Hao drove over, because the White Lotus Church is quite a temple. The outside is open to the outside, allowing believers to go in and worship the statue of the saint. However, it is obviously not the right time to really see the saint.

The two believers in white clothes at the door saw Jiang Hao'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 Conference?"

Miao Zhuoqi was surprised, and Jiang Hao 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 Hao and Miao Zhuoqi looked at each other and smiled immediately: "So, we have caught up. We are followers of the White Lotus Saint. We came here because of her fame. Here is our contribution to the Saint."

Seeing Jiang Hao hand over the check, the two white-clothed believers' eyes lit up and they continued without any politeness. They lowered their heads and said, "May the saint protect you two."

Miao Zhuoqi was stunned and glanced at Jiang Hao, his eyes hinting: "Okay, you actually did this."

Jiang Hao 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 white-clothed believers immediately enthusiastically took Jiang Hao and Miao Zhuoqi in to visit.

I saw many local people kneeling down to worship 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 Hao 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 state of meditation, cultivate your mind and nature, and make you more aware of the true meaning of our lives." The two believers said.

This made Jiang Hao and Miao Zhuoqi look at each other and wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh, so they said, "Can we try it?"

"Of course, this way please."

So Jiang Hao and Miao Zhuoqi each got a bottle for free, because they just presented a check of 100 to the Saint, so naturally they didn't need any money.But someone else wants a bottle of holy water, but it costs [-] US 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 Hao and Miao Zhuoqi were surprised to see so many people meditating together.

So the two of them sat in the back, opened the bottle and smelled it. Miao Zhuoqi was shocked and whispered: "Isn't this just a medicinal soup made from ordinary leaves, stems, roots and Wuteng? It's so stupid?"

"Come here, let's feel it."

Jiang Hao 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 Hao and Miao Zhuoqi definitely don't.

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 attitude took out a white paper charm from the basket and handed it to Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao took the white paper talisman, but looked up into the woman's eyes and was instantly surprised: "Aqing...!"