Chapter 334: The Gods Descend to Earth

The woman was crying loudly at the entrance of the True Buddha Temple, and the presence of the corpse instantly attracted everyone's attention.

A tall monk in a simple monk's robe walked in from outside, "What are you doing? You are making a big noise here and disturbing the little living Buddha. Can you bear it?"

The woman was even more excited when she saw him. She rushed over and grabbed the monk's collar, "It's all your fault! It's all your fault, the so-called messenger of God. My husband died after taking the medicine you gave me. The doctor said he could live for several months!"

"Your husband died because you were not sincere and did not fully believe in the little living Buddha. So the little living Buddha was angry and was unwilling to protect you." The monk who claimed to be the messenger of God sneered and said without any guilt, "Not only did you not reflect on your mistakes, but you also dared to bring your husband to make trouble. When the living Buddha is angry, you can't bear the consequences."

His arrogant attitude made the grief-stricken woman even more angry.

Others saw this scene and felt sorry for the woman.

Su Ming was very angry, [This is impossible! This woman never made a wish to me! This envoy of God is probably a liar. Seeing that the True Buddha Temple has become famous, he came to make money, and he used my name. I will not let him go! ]

The woman cried and almost collapsed. She barely got some reason to open her phone and started a live broadcast, and she took pictures of the envoy of God in the face.

"Look, everyone, it's this shameless person who said that as long as I pay 200,000 yuan, she can give me the medicine to save my husband's life. I was desperate and believed that the little living Buddha really existed. I scraped together 200,000 yuan, but my husband took the medicine and died immediately! "

"Why are you taking pictures? This is a pure place of Buddhism. Don't make trouble here! I said that you are not sincere enough. You only took out 200,000 yuan. The little living Buddha will punish you if he is not satisfied. Your husband deserves to die."

His words angered everyone present. Originally, everyone came to make a wish, but seeing that the woman spent so much money and the wish she made was not effective, they instantly no longer believed in the authenticity of the little living Buddha.

"Your words are too harsh!"

"That's right, he calls himself a messenger of God. Monks are supposed to be compassionate. Do you have any compassion in your words?"

"A messenger of God? What kind of messenger of God can he be? He is obviously a murderer. He deceived people into buying fake medicine and still insisted on being stubborn when something happened!"

"Everyone, come together and send this liar to the police station!"

"Let's go! We can't let this beast go!"

The crowd was excited and rushed forward, directly pressing the messenger of God to the ground.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the messenger immediately began to beg for mercy, "Hey, why are you arresting me? The medicine was given to me by the little living Buddha, and the money was also collected by the little living Buddha. I am just a messenger. If you want to find you, go find the little living Buddha!"

"Haha! Then where is the little living Buddha? I don't think there is a little living Buddha at all. You are just cheating people!"

"This True Buddha Temple is a joke. Everyone, come in with me and smash the statue of the little living Buddha, so that he can harm people!"

Someone picked up a brick from the corner and shouted, and everyone immediately rushed into the True Buddha Temple. The little monk at the door wanted to stop him but couldn't. Instead, he was pushed and fell to the ground.

Chen Wanqiu was very anxious and wanted to stop him, but because she was holding Su Ming, she couldn't squeeze in at all.

"Don't be afraid, my wife, I'm here with people." A black car suddenly stopped behind Chen Wanqiu, and Su Bingzhen ran down from the car with a worried face.

There were several vans following this car. A group of black-clad bodyguards got off the cars in unison and began to block the people who wanted to break into the True Buddha Temple in an orderly manner.

"Bingzhen, why are you here?" Chen Wanqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"I saw the live broadcast. The live broadcast of that woman is now the number one hot search. I was worried about you and Xiaoming, so I brought people here quickly." Su Bingzhen hugged Chen Wanqiu and said softly, "Don't worry, I will never let others destroy Xiaoming's golden body."

If the golden body was destroyed, Xiaoming's own luck might also be affected. Su Bingzhen certainly couldn't sit idly by.

He comforted Chen Wanqiu and started to maintain order with people.

But what he didn't expect was that as the influence of the woman's live broadcast expanded, many netizens who watched the live broadcast also rushed to the True Buddha Temple, all shouting that they wanted to smash the statue of the little living Buddha.

And these people also brought sticks. Su Bingzhen saw someone trying to push the statue, and immediately rushed over, but was pushed away by the irrational person.

He couldn't bear the force for a moment, and his head hit the wall directly. Blood flowed out instantly, and his consciousness was a little drowsy.

"Don't! Move! Buddha statue..." Even so, he still wanted to continue to protect the Buddha statue.

The crowd noticed his actions and immediately pointed their spears at him, shouting, "This man is in the same group as the liar! Everyone, come together and teach him a lesson."

Before Su Bingzhen came to his senses, he was surrounded by people and kicked and punched.

Chen Wanqiu was waiting outside the True Buddha Temple, anxious and stretched her neck to watch all the time.

Su Ming in her arms suddenly shouted anxiously, [It's bad, Dad is in danger! ]

Chen Wanqiu was almost scared to death by this, and her mind went blank in an instant.

In the temple, Su Bingzhen couldn't hold on and had fainted.

Those people started to panic when they saw that Su Bingzhen was really fainted. They looked at each other and began to retreat.

"I didn't hit him just now. Whoever hit him will be responsible." Someone began to shirk responsibility.

"I came here to watch because I saw someone beating me. I didn't do anything!"

"You were the one who led the beating just now, how can you not admit it!"

"Hey, is he dead? Why can't he move a step?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Chen Wanqiu rushed into the temple holding Su Ming, and saw Su Bingzhen lying on the ground with blood all over his head. She screamed and rushed over, "Bingzhen! Don't scare me! Don't scare me..."

Su Bingzhen's bodyguards also quickly pulled away and rushed him to the hospital.

The doctor examined him and said with a headache, "The patient's brain has been hit hard and the nerves are compressed. If he can't wake up within a week, he may become a vegetable."

"Vegetative?" Chen Wanqiu burst into tears instantly, "Doctor, please think of a way. My husband is still so young, he can't become a vegetable."

"This... With the current medical means, if he can't wake up within a week, then unless a god descends to earth, otherwise, no one can cure him." The doctor said in embarrassment.

This sentence reminded Chen Wanqiu that a god had come down to earth...

Yes, isn't her son a little god? Chen Wanqiu immediately perked up and brought Su Ming back.

The doctor was a little unhappy to see Chen Wanqiu come back with a baby.