"Amitabha, donors, there is no need to do this to the poor monk. In fact, the one who truly possesses great supernatural powers is the apprentice, the poor monk." At this moment, Fang Zheng suddenly spoke.
As soon as these words came out, Honghaier was stunned! The heart says: Hey! When did this master change his gender? Are you not getting any benefits
Fang Zheng blinked at him and said in a low voice: "I used to be too lazy to bother as a teacher, but today I can no longer hide it, so it would be better to openly announce it to the public. You don't have to evade in the future, our temple is also open to the public." It’s convenient to develop.”
Hong Hai'er suddenly realized it, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was extremely relaxing in the mountains, I couldn't show my magical powers in front of others. I had to lie a lot to get by, which made me feel a bit like a thief, which was very unpleasant.
Now that I'm finally free, I'm really relieved.
Hearing this, everyone below looked at Hong Boy in surprise. They couldn't understand why this boy who served Fang Zheng was so powerful
Fang Zheng continued: "There is no doubt that this son is not an ordinary person, but Hong Hai'er, the son of the Bull Demon King and the Iron Fan Princess in the Immortal Realm above the Nine Heavens. Later, he followed Guanyin Bodhisattva and became a good boy. Now he is a good boy. , he entered my Yizhi Temple and became the fourth disciple of the poor monk. That’s all... "
When everyone heard this, they looked at me and I looked at you, and then they all nodded to express their understanding.
But looking at their eyes, Fang Zheng knew that these guys didn't believe it at all! Although he showed miracles, the fact that he brought in characters from myths and legends did challenge everyone's ability to accept it.
What's more, the master must be better than the apprentice, otherwise why should he be a master? Do you really think the ground is full of Tang Sanzang
Fang Zheng glanced at Red Boy helplessly, as if to say: "Look, no one always believes the poor monk when he tells the truth..."
Hong Boy rolled his eyes. Fang Zheng had already done this, what could he say
I’ve said everything that needs to be said, it’s up to you to believe it or not! This was Fangzheng's principle, so he stopped emphasizing anything, touched Red Boy's head and said, "Jingxin, you can continue cooking porridge."
Hong Hai'er was stunned and secretly sent a message: "Master, as soon as you open the mouth of this silent laba porridge, the final effect will be gone. I'm afraid it will be bad when you cook it tomorrow! You are in the limelight today, and you are just a Buddha." It will be a shame if the Laba porridge you cook is the same as others."
Fang Zheng said with a disapproving look on his face: "Face is for others to see. You don't need to care about things so much. Instead, conscience is for your own heart. As long as your heart is at ease, why should you care about the things on your face?"
Hong Hai'er nodded thoughtfully and said, "So this is the reason why master is so shameless..."
Fang Zheng slapped him directly and said, "Cook porridge!"
After saying that, Fangzheng went back to Yizhi Temple.
As soon as Fang Zheng left, he pointed at the mountain and it was completely fried. Everyone, you slap me, I pinch you, then there are screams, and finally there are quiet discussions. The look in Ichijiji Temple's eyes also changed quietly. Originally it was just respect, but now there is a bit of piety in the awe, and a bit of expectation in the piety...
But all expectations are empty, the nine big black pots at the door are real things!
"The porridge cooked by the master is definitely not ordinary!"
"I'm so prosperous! If I can eat a bite of the porridge cooked by the master, it's hard not to think I'm awesome!"
"Brother Song, thanks to you this time! Haha... If it weren't for you, I would never be able to eat this kind of porridge in my life!"
"Yes, yes, brother Song, you see it's the Chinese New Year, and I don't have any gifts for you. Just take this little money, what's the point... ha..."
One person took the lead, and the others followed. Song Ergou quickly collected a wad of red banknotes, smiling so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. When other people saw this, they were also envious. If they had known that bringing tourists up would have such benefits, they should have brought them too! However, there is no regret medicine in the world, so they can only look at it with envy.
At the same time, the village near the foot of Yizhi Mountain was also in a state of panic. Countless people did not sleep and packed up their things and rushed to Yizhi Mountain...
Those who originally planned to go to Wudaohezi to see the rime also rushed here.
"Jing Yan, this... should we broadcast it?" Lao Miao pointed to the camera and asked Jing Yan.
Jing Yan smoothed her hair and said: "Now it's not a question of whether we broadcast it or not, but a question of how many people broadcast it! Such a big movement, as long as you are not blind, it must have been recorded. Hey... I have always known it. This monk is unusual, I didn’t expect him to make such a big noise.”
"What about us?" Lao Miao asked.
Jing Yan touched her chin and said: "Send the video back immediately and let them arrange the playback. I'll go to Yizhi Temple first. When you're done here, go to Yizhi Temple to find me! I have to go to Yizhi Temple for this matter. Have a good chat with Fang Zheng and see what he thinks."
As Jing Yan said, this time things were too big, such a big Buddha appeared on the top of the mountain! There is also a big moon with a flying bald head. Such scenes make it impossible to keep a low profile or hide them.
Almost all Weibo and WeChat are occupied by these videos and photos!
It immediately topped the hot search list on Weibo!
There are monks everywhere…
That night, countless people stayed up all night, and countless people were called back to work by their bosses. Major websites updated their content one after another.
A Bodhisattva appears on a mountain and a flying monk steps on the moon, which has become a topic among countless people.
At the same time, more people are rushing to Yizhishan...
But these have nothing to do with Fang Zheng. After closing the temple door, Fang Zheng walked directly into the Buddhist hall, sat behind the wooden fish, and started knocking, while thinking about how he should solve today's incident...
"Hey, Master, actually you don't have to worry about this at all." At this time, a swishy voice sounded.
Fang Zheng asked without raising his eyelids: "Why?"
"Is it illegal to have magical powers? Does your world have such a law?" Xianyu asked.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was stunned. Xianyu's words were like an enlightenment. Yes, is it illegal to have supernatural powers? Regardless of the country or the world, who stipulates that having supernatural powers is a crime? In this case, why should Fang Zheng worry about this and that anymore? Thinking of this, Fang Zheng suddenly realized and smiled: "Haha... Yes, does it break the law with magical powers? Since it is not illegal, what is the poor monk worried about here? Salted fish, tomorrow's Laba porridge, you drink two bowls!"
Xianyu burst into laughter upon hearing this.
The knot in his heart was lifted. Fang Zheng felt energetic all over. He stopped knocking on the wooden fish and asked the system with a smile: "Brother System, can this Laba porridge be saved?"
"Since the Wuyan Laba porridge has been put into the pot, it is useless to speak. But it is not hopeless..." the system said.
(End of chapter)