Chapter 1185 (2/2)

The Taoist priest's face suddenly turned red, and he kept walking backward. He explained, ”don't misunderstand me, fellow villagers. Just now you saw that when did I release it?”

”Then you can show us another thunder?” Someone laughed and said.

”No ... no, this spell consumes spiritual power. I can only play it once a day ”

” after 300 years of practice, only one thunder can be released? No wonder you were kicked out to sell plasters

”I'm not a plasterer. I'm not a liar. What's more, what I want to give you is not a plaster, but a real talisman that can turn evil into good luck and guard the house ”.”

the people under the stage have been laughing.

”Well, as long as you put another ray of thunder in front of us, we will believe your talisman. We can buy as much as you want. How about it?”

”Yes, yes.”

People immediately said so.

The Taoist's sweat beads had fallen off, and he was still trying to explain: ”I'm not asking you for money. It's merit. Your silver is your merit...”

No matter how many talents below, they just laugh.

”If you give us your money, we should be your merit.”

”Poor man...”

”Go, go, this is a liar.” Someone said with a wave. The others were ready to leave, laughing at the man.

”Don't go, don't go, folks. Wait a minute. Listen to me. I'm not a liar .

the Taoist went down to ask him to stay, but where did anyone listen to him?

”You lead thunder, you lead thunder to stop us, so we won't leave?” There are also people playing his jokes while walking, in exchange for the laughter of the people around.

All of them agreed.At this time, the sky suddenly darkened.

There was thunder and lightning.

Then a bolt of lightning fell and fell in front of the men.

The whole scene was instantly quiet, as if all turned into sculpture.