Vol 3 Chapter 121: Run

Standing in front of the magnificent temple, Si Fan carefully looked at the surrounding environment, and it goes without saying that the three Buddha statues are also extremely magnificent.
This scene was faithfully recorded by Si Fan's system and stored in the storage space, waiting for Si Fan's transfer at any time.
The clouds are gradually shrinking, but only slowly become ordinary clouds within a few minutes, and the Buddha image gradually disappears.
Everything seems to have never happened. Si Fan, who was standing in place, looked up at the sky, and said with a sigh, "I really didn't expect that this unreliable thing really happened. How did this happen?"
Si Fan had no idea how to explain all this happened. If it had to be described, it would only be a miracle.
"I'm really looking forward to what magnificent building will be built in the future!" Si Fan silently looked forward.
When everything is back to normal, looking at the three Buddha statues in the run-down courtyard that can be regarded as pure gold is simply incredible. Their bodies are almost all pure gold, but the Maitreya that Sifn just saw was not like this at all. The forest is more lush, which seems to be the material for building a temple.
The three Buddhas have prepared materials for Si Fan to build a temple. How could Si Fan refuse?
"Send the Terminator Construction Team 5-12 team at the same time, ready to start at any time!" Si Fan commanded.
The system communicates very quickly.
The current Terminator team is no longer the same as before. The first five teams, 1-2 teams are responsible for the construction of solar roads, 3-4 teams are responsible for the construction of waste treatment plants, and 5 to 12 teams are usually responsible for the construction of various places. Now Si Fan wants to build a temple first, and then build those three communities.
This is no way. Increasing the value in the neighborhood first is conducive to the price of the community.
After convening the Terminator, Si Fan instructed t800: "You will block the road up the mountain, and you must not pass through the waterfall. You must not let people come up. The scenery system here is shielded in all directions, and the satellites cannot be photographed with electromagnetic waves!"
With a few words of command, the entire mountain has been blocked. If anyone wants to peek, it is a dream, and the system will let them know what black technology is.
There was no cold wind or scorching sun on the mountain. Only three Buddha statues accompany.
He silently took out the Swiss Army Knife he had with him, opened the function of the saw, and lightly tapped it on the tree beside him.
Suddenly, the bark was damaged. Bare inside the trunk.
The bark was peeling off, and there was a blood red in sight, which was actually mahogany.
The mahogany is not to say that they are all red. Some of their trunks are red, but some are ordinary white.
But now the tree that Si Fan saw was actually all red. This is simply incredible.
Rosewood prices around the world are now rising, and have reached very expensive prices. The mahogany in front of him is not ordinary.
Using his knowledge of mahogany, these trees should be Indian rosewood for hundreds or even thousands of years.
The price is a bit too expensive. This thing is usually made of millions of pieces of furniture. Now it is such a whole forest. And Si Fan's idea was to make these mahogany into a temple.
"Three Buddhas, your handwriting is really too big!" Si Fan only praised so much, so many Indian rosewoods are put together, the price is too exaggerated.
While he was waiting, a sound came from under the mountain, which was the voice of several donkey friends.
"Why don't you let us go up the mountain, and this is not your place!" The sound of that loud voice was a little unpleasant, and looking at them again, Si Fan was a bit more disgusted.
He is now standing on the edge of the platform. The edge here is like a sword, just like a cliff, but Si Fan can squat from above to see several people below in front of the waterfall. You can see the stream above.
The river, which is only seven or eight meters wide, does not seem to be lethal, but it falls down to a waterfall.
Si Fan looked at the following people like this: "This is our private place. No one else is allowed to come up without permission. Your position is now in the private territory. Please leave as soon as possible. Otherwise we will The police! "
A word attracted their eyes, watching a very ordinary young man crouching on the cliff above and overlooking them, and they were already furious.
"Who the are you and how can you prove that this is your place!" One of them asked.
Si Fan looked at these donkey friends, two of whom were probably Chinese. The other two are obviously black guys, the other one should be Korean. His voice was very weird.
Anyway, Si Fan had a feeling of disgust when he saw him, as if he had become a man in Huaxia ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The two Huaxia people were very patient with him.
"Hey! Just the guy with a sharp-eyed monkey cheeks who unkempt looks hurry up to me, or you will not be able to go down the mountain today!" Si Fan pointed at the guy.
These people must be driven away. Si Fan doesn't mind using some nasty methods.
The South Korean looked at Si Fan with contempt and said, "You really are a country without ethics, how can you speak like this, don't you know that you want to use honorifics?"
He pointed at Si Fan and began to reprimand. The sound was like reprimanding the turtle grandson.
Seeing his arrogant appearance, Si Fan didn't punch out his anger. He picked up a stone at his will and lost it to him.
At this time, Si Fan was far away from their heads, and he could only faintly see what his face looked like, and spoke loudly. At this time, Si Fan was standing high, and the stone was very powerful. .
But the people across the board couldn't do it. They were all ordinary people, not to mention how they had experienced this kind of thing. Now when I saw Si Fan throwing a stone, he suddenly rushed around, never remembering the harsh words just now.
Looking at them, Si Fan was speechless for a while: "Sometimes violence is obviously more convincing than negotiation. At least they don't have the heart to resist."
Watching this group of people being bombarded away, with a hateful look, Si Fan really wanted to tell them to come at any time.
But he had no mood to care about them, because there were problems in the company, and the reasons for these problems were actually the monks at Todaiji Temple, and these troublemakers were actually monks in some local temples.
A phone call went directly to Si Fan's private phone, and he scolded that Si Fan was mindless. "