"President Fang Zheng, let me tell you, what happened this time is no joke. You are not allowed to disappear!" County Magistrate Qi knows Fang Zheng too well. He has been here so many times and almost every time Fang Zheng disappears, so this time Let’s talk to Fang Zheng first.
Fangzheng was speechless... He suddenly realized that it didn't seem good to be understood by others.
However, Fang Zheng smiled slyly and didn't say he wouldn't disappear, nor did he say he would disappear.
At this time, County Magistrate Qi received a call. It seemed that something urgent had happened and he hurriedly left.
As soon as the county magistrate left, Fang Zheng quickly closed the temple door, then called the disciples together and said: "Xianyu, if the government comes, just cooperate with them. For the rest, no matter who comes to ask, Just say I'm not here! Well, the poor monk is really not here!"
Just as a few disciples were about to say something, they heard someone knocking on the door!
Fang Zheng was stunned and said quickly: "Whoever wants to see me, just tell me that I'm not here!"
After saying that, Fang Zheng ran to the backyard and secretly lay on the wall to see the situation.
Monkey and other disciples looked helpless, but Monkey still went to open the door of the temple. There were so many people outside listening to the lectures and looking at the stone tablets. Now that there was no salted fish, they naturally turned their attention to Yizhi Temple.
It would be a bit unauthentic if Ichijiji Temple kept its door closed all the time.
As soon as the door opened, sure enough, with a roar, a group of pilgrims rushed in, and the incense rose into the sky like a soaring blue dragon, which was extremely conspicuous.
The disciples also became busy. Those selling incense were selling incense, those maintaining order were maintaining order, those were being cute and cute, and those were taking photos... They were very busy.
When Fang Zheng saw this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said in his heart: "It's okay, nothing happened."
However, just as he finished speaking, Fang Zheng saw a strange man walking into the temple.
This man had dark skin and a frown. He was carrying a large green canvas bag and pressed the canvas bag with one hand, as if there was something very important inside!
Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and became a little curious. After thinking about it, he jumped off the wall, cast Yi Meng Huang Liang, and walked out.
"Bai Yi said that the more people die, the higher the reward. The closer the person who dies is to Fang Zheng, the higher the reward... What if Fang Zheng is killed?" Bai Yi's voice still rang in the man's ears, and his heart followed. After walking into the Ichiji Temple, he became more and more nervous and subconsciously tightened his canvas bag.
At this moment, a Buddha chant sounded in my ears.
"Amitabha, donor, do you need help from this poor monk?"
The man's heart trembled, and he suddenly turned around and saw a monk wearing white monk's robes coming behind him at some point. The man stared at Fang Zheng nervously, and then his eyes suddenly lit up. Even a fool could see that fierce light!
However, Fang Zheng seemed not to notice and said with a smile: "Donor, do you need help from this humble monk?"
"Yes!" the man said.
"Donor, please tell me," Fang Zheng said.
The man's breathing was also somewhat rapid. It was obvious that he was extremely nervous. He whispered: "It's hard to talk here. Let's go to a place where no one is around."
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to the backyard. Xianyu and Jingxin, you guys, come over together. I'll arrange something for you, master."
When the man heard this, his breathing became more rapid.
Fang Zheng still didn't seem to know, then he called the man and walked to the backyard.
When Xianyu and Honghaier saw Fang Zheng running out, they immediately felt something strange. So they all put down what they were doing and followed to the backyard.
When they arrived at the backyard, Fang Zheng asked, "Donor, do you have anything to say?"
The man raised his head slightly and looked at Fang Zheng enthusiastically. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Ouyang Fenghua's voice coming from outside the courtyard door: "Come here! I tell you, you must apologize to Fang Zheng!"
"No way... just because you say it nicely doesn't mean you really have magical powers..." Chang Yun's voice rang out.
While they were talking, Ouyang Fenghua came with Chang Yun. The two of them did not rush into the backyard, but stood at the door of the courtyard and wanted to shout something. As soon as I arrived, I saw Fang Zheng standing at the door...
Ouyang Fenghua suddenly smiled, "Master..."
When the man saw two more people coming to die, the smile on his face became even more ferocious. He always remembered that the more people killed, the greater the reward!
Almost at the same time, the man yelled: "For the glory of the Red Devils, you all should die!"
As the man yelled, the hand that was holding the canvas bag forcefully pulled it out, and his middle finger suddenly clasped a silver iron ring! As soon as the hoop is pulled, something is going to explode!
boom!
The flames in the canvas bag lit up instantly, and a ball of terrifying power was about to explode!
At that moment, Chang Yun and Ouyang Fenghua didn't react at all, but the other party pulled the bomb. The moment the bomb exploded, they instinctively felt the coming of death. Their whole bodies were as cold as falling into an ice cave, as if they were going to die in the next moment. ! The two of them had no time to think or even react. They could only stare wide-eyed and wait for death... despair, incomparable despair!
Almost at the same time, Fang Zheng slapped Red Boy's head, and Red Boy grinned, his mouth wide open!
The man originally thought that the task was about to be overfulfilled, and his face was filled with a crazy, crazy smile!
However, his smile froze the next moment!
Chang Yun and Ouyang Fenghua's panic also solidified on their faces, and then turned into shock!
I saw Red Boy's mouth wide open. As soon as the flames in the cloth bag under his arm exploded the canvas bag, it turned into a tongue of flame and flew into the air. Then it spun around and fell into the little monk's mouth!
As for the iron filings and steel balls blown up by the explosion, they fell to the ground with a clang as if their strength had been drained!
At that moment, the man was dumbfounded and looked at the scene in front of him with disbelief. Bai Yi's words came to mind: "Although I don't know if Fang Zheng really has magical powers, don't touch him. Go to Yizhi Mountain and blow up those ordinary people. Kill a few of them. If you can kill a few of his disciples, Even better. Remember, don’t try to blow up Fang Zheng! Don’t touch him until we have accurate information!”
The man felt extremely bitter. He was greedy, but Bai Yi's information was also wrong. In this temple, not only Founder had magical powers, but his disciples also had magical powers! This is not a temple at all, this is a Buddhist country!
"Donor, it seems that this poor monk will not die. In that case, how about going and sitting on one side?" Fang Zheng pointed to the tables and chairs not far away.
The man looked at Fang Zheng with a complicated expression, then sighed, as if he had accepted his fate, followed Fang Zheng and walked over, sat on the mountain of chairs, and said: "Bombs can't kill you, what else can I do? I want to kill you or chop you into pieces. It’s up to you.”
Fang Zheng smiled slightly at Ouyang Fenghua and followed him.
(End of chapter)