Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "Watch it."
"Look, why don't you get out!" the man scolded.
Fang Zheng continued to smile and said: "Well, whoever wants to get out, what you say doesn't count, and what the poor monk says doesn't count. What these two donors say counts."
"Huh?" The other party almost nodded subconsciously, but then suddenly realized that something was wrong! So he glared and said, "What do you mean?"
Fang Zheng ignored him and said to the two security personnel: "Two donors, I did have the poor monk's invitation with me before, but I didn't expect that the donor actually came all the way to deliver it to the poor monk. Take a look, Please confirm."
The two security guards were originally watching the excitement, but when such a commotion was brought upon them again, they felt a little unhappy. Although their backers are extremely strong, Ruan Tianxing is not something they can afford to offend! And the people who can be targeted by Ruan Tianxing are definitely not people without background. Therefore, they don't want to be part of it at all, they just want to watch the excitement quietly.
As a result, I was dragged into this prodigal monk again, and I suddenly felt extremely depressed.
Hearing Fang Zheng's words again, the two of them became even more depressed. If someone wants to trouble you, why would they send you an invitation letter all the way? How can this be
Not only them, but others don’t believe it either!
As a result, the reporters also came closer to take a look, and Ruan Tianxing also glanced over with a frown. Basong's heart trembled, as if he understood something, and he happily followed them to take a look.
Seeing this, everyone exclaimed!
"How can this be?"
Ruan Tianxing was even more stunned when he saw that the invitation letter that originally had his name on it turned into an invitation letter with Fang Zheng's name on it!
Ruan Tianxing kept rubbing his eyes and even wiped the words on the invitation with his hands. He couldn't erase them. They were not just written! There are no marks of alteration either!
At that moment, Ruan Tianxing felt a buzz in his head, as if it was going to explode! Why did his invitation suddenly turn into Fang Zheng's invitation? How can this be? Could it be that his subordinates were in league with the other party to mess with him
But his men don’t know what he is going to do!
The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out, but he still glared at the subordinate. The subordinate was so frightened by this sight that he knelt on the ground and shouted: "Boss, I really don't know what's going on! This invitation has never left my hand!"
"Get out!" Ruan Tianxing almost squeezed the word out from between his teeth!
The man who asked Fang Zheng to roll away ran away, as if he was afraid that he would make Ruan Tianxing angry if he ran too slowly.
Fang Zheng spoke at this time and shouted to the man: "Slow down, the road ahead is downhill. If it rolls too fast, it will easily overturn!"
Everyone originally thought that the monk would mercifully plead for that person, but when he opened his mouth, everyone was dumbfounded. Only the Chinese reporters grinned.
"Haha... He is indeed a crooked master. Sure enough... his brain circuit is just different from that of ordinary masters, haha!"
"Haha... I remember what someone said? Chinese people have no backbone? Tsk, tsk, YN people have backbone, they can roll into a perfect circle."
Next to him, the YN reporter who just said that suddenly turned red in the face, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to lower his head and pretend not to hear. But that red face said it all.
"Monk, are you up to something?!" Ruan Tianxing became angry, but he did not burst out. Instead, he still looked at Fang Zheng calmly and asked.
Fangzheng spread his hands and said: "Donor, the poor monk has never lifted a finger from the beginning to the end. The donor said that the poor monk is up to something. Where did he start? On the contrary, the poor monk kindly reminded you whether you brought an invitation letter. You Look, you really didn’t bring it! If the poor monk hadn’t reminded you, wouldn’t you be in a miserable situation if an rude and untutored child came to taunt you? Now, you know it in advance and you can go home and get it in advance. Here’s the invitation.”
What he said was equivalent to returning Ruan Tianxing's previous words to Fang Zheng intact, and scolding him in a roundabout way.
Ruan Tianxing's face was very ugly, and he looked at Fangzheng uncertainly, but Fangzheng was like the starry sky. No matter how you blow the wind or rain, what does it have to do with me
"Okay, very good..." Ruan Tianxing snorted, and then said to the two security personnel: "If I remember correctly, disheveled people are not allowed in, right?"
"Yes." said the two security guards.
Ruan Tianxing glanced at Fang Zheng and said, "Master, where is your cassock?"
Basong's heart tightened and he quickly looked at Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Let the donor worry about it." After saying that, Fang Zheng wrapped it in black cloth, and Xianyu took out the cassock from the Sumeru scales and handed it to Fang Zheng. What outsiders saw was like magic. After a touch of Fang Zheng's empty hand, a cassock appeared out of thin air!
Then Fangzheng put it on his body generously and said with a smile: "Donor, do you still have any questions?"
"Is this your cassock?" Ruan Tianxing looked at Fang Zheng's patched cassock and said dumbfounded.
Fang Zheng asked in return: "It's just a cassock, hasn't the donor seen it?"
"I've never seen such a broken one!" Ruan Tianxing sneered.
Fang Zheng said disapprovingly: "Kasayas are just like people, the beauty is not the outside, but the inside. If the heart is broken, no matter how beautiful the appearance is, it is not as good as the shit in the latrine."
As soon as these words came out, Ruan Tianxing's expression suddenly changed. This was referring to Sang and Huai! But it's hard for him to have an attack, otherwise wouldn't he be in the right position
After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he asked the two security personnel: "Can the poor monk go in now?"
The two security guards took a step back helplessly and were about to say please!
I heard another man behind Ruan Tianxing sneer and say: "Being disheveled includes being well-dressed, and I am trying to get in with my tattered clothes. Do you really think this is a begging party?"
As soon as these words came out, the security guard's expression changed!
Even Ruan Tianxing's expression changed!
The reporters screamed in surprise, and many looked at the man behind Ruan Tianxing with idiotic eyes.
The man was stunned, as if he still didn't understand what he said wrong.
Fang Zheng, who had always smiled gently, suddenly raised his eyebrows, held his head high, and looked solemnly! At the same time, he clasped his hands together and shouted: "What a fanatic! Do you know that Buddhism talks about the cultivation of the soul, not the cultivation of clothing. The cassocks of Buddhism are also bad clothes, and they are meant to prevent monks from pursuing excessive pursuits. The beauty of external objects. Not only is a tattered cassock not an insult to the Buddha, but it is a form of respect! There is no distinction between good and bad cassocks, and there is no high or low. This is something that everyone knows very well! If you say this, don’t you mean that everyone who enters the venue Are all the monks scolded as beggars?"
(End of chapter)