Zhu Lin immediately typed back: "Rolling, rolling, rolling..."
Zhu Lin suddenly felt frustrated when she saw that she had not tricked Fang Zheng, that she could not even make Fang Zheng feel a little strange and expose his true nature. Unwilling to give up, he bumped into Fangzheng again. Fangzheng was a little unhappy. You, a female donor, why are you always touching me when you have nothing to do? Indecent
But he didn't say this, he just looked at Zhu Lin helplessly.
Zhu Lin said: "Master, I have a question to ask."
Fang Zheng said: "Female donor, please tell me. If the poor monk knows, I will definitely answer. However, the poor monk's cultivation is still shallow and he doesn't know many things."
Zhu Lin didn't care what Fang Zheng said and said with a smile: "Look, if Tang Monk wants to become a Buddha, he has to go through eighty-one hardships; but if the Bull Demon King wants to become a Buddha, he just needs to put down the butcher knife. Why is it so difficult for good people to become Buddhas? Bad people. How can it be so easy to become a Buddha? Do you think this is equal?"
Fang Zheng didn't expect Zhu Lin to ask such a question, and thought she would continue to talk nonsense.
Before Fang Zheng could reply, a person behind him suddenly said: "He's already got a knife, how dare you talk to him? Put down the knife and let's talk..."
Fang Zheng: “#￥%#￥…”
Immediately someone else said: "The Bull Demon King found Tathagata Buddha and said, "Can I become a Buddha? "Tathagata Buddha said: "Let's put down the sword first and speak slowly..."
As soon as the two people got interrupted, the topic immediately changed, and everyone in the car started thinking.
"If you don't want to be beaten, let him put down the knife."
"With the knife in hand, who dares not to let you become a Buddha?"
…
Fang Zheng and Zhu Lin looked at each other and were collectively confused. The romantic jokesters were all in the car!
With such a interruption, the two of them could no longer talk. In addition, the car passed through a tunnel and the signal was lost. Zhu Lin saw how she teased Fang Zheng again, but Fang Zheng always smiled, was gentle and humble, and kept a distance at all times. She lost her enthusiasm to continue teasing Fang Zheng and fell asleep on that side.
As the car left the city, people began to arrive one after another, and there were more and more people.
Fangzheng leaned against the car window, thinking about the scene after going to Baiyun Temple. Unfortunately, he had never been there, so he could only have sex in various ways.
At this moment, a hand quietly reached out and touched the small bag next to Zhu Lin.
Fang Zheng frowned slightly and looked up, only to see a tall and thick man looking at him. His eyes were as wide as a bull's eye. He raised the corners of his mouth with a fierce attitude and said in a low voice: "Look. The view outside!”
Fang Zheng immediately understood that he had encountered a thief! Still a pretty fierce thief! Looking around again, some people were asleep, and some were blocking the side of the strong man so that others could not see what was happening here. Obviously, this was a gang crime!
"Look at the scenery outside!" the strong man said again.
Fang Zheng looked at Zhu Lin who was still sleeping soundly, sighed, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor, please keep your voice down, don't disturb other people's dreams."
"You can't understand human language, can you? Turn around, or I'll cut you!" The strong man's expression became more fierce, and he took out a sharp knife and gestured in front of Fang Zheng.
From the perspective of a strong man, generally when the story has progressed to this point, no matter whether the other person is a strong man or not, he should turn his head and do as he is told. Especially for such a fair and tender little monk, I should not dare to stab him or cause trouble with him.
As a result, a white hand stretched out and grasped the blade of the sharp knife in his shocked eyes!
"What are you doing?!" the strong man asked subconsciously.
"Amitabha, it's okay. This knife doesn't look good. I'll help you change its shape." Fang Zheng squeezed it slightly...
"Let go! If you don't let go, I'll stab you to death!" The strong man blew his beard and stared, threatening in a low voice.
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Amitabha."
Fang Zheng gently let go of his hand, and the strong man was dumbfounded. The sharp knife he bought online, which was made with twenty-five traditional techniques and traditional quenching and was worth 998 dollars, had turned into a twist!
"This... this..." The strong man looked at the monk who was still smiling in front of him. He was speechless and his lips were trembling.
"What are you doing, Beard? Hurry up." Another tall and thin man beside him whispered without looking back.
Beard said bitterly: "Give me your knife to try."
"What the hell? Didn't you bring it with you? Besides, we are thieves, so we can just scare people, but you really stabbed people..." The tall and thin man said in a low voice in Huzi's ear.
"I have it with me, but I suspect that I bought a fake knife. Damn profiteer. Give me your watermelon knife..." After Huzi finished speaking, he gave his twist knife to the tall and thin man.
The tall and lanky man took it and took a look. He was so frightened that he almost jumped up. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. When the words came to his mouth, he shouted in his heart: "Oh my god, what a J8 thing!"
The tall and lanky man handed the watermelon knife to Huzi. Huzi pointed at Fangzheng again and said fiercely: "If you have the ability, twist it into a twist!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes blurred, and the knife had already fallen into the hands of the little monk in front of him. Then the little monk smiled slightly, used both hands to twist it!
There was a creak and a sound of metal twisting, and then a watermelon knife turned into a twist. Then the young monk put the knife back into his bearded hand, smiled slightly and said: "Donor, do you have anything else to ask for? How about I give you a shot?" Bow tie?”
"Driver! Stop the car! I want to get off!"
"What's your name? What kind of car are you getting off in this wilderness?"
"Stop, stop! I want to get out of the car! If you don't stop, I will beat you to death with a twist!"
"Squeak..."
The long-distance bus stopped on the side of the road, and then the three men got out of the car and ran away, running wantonly in the wheat fields in the heavy snow, just like their lost youth.
The driver finally came to his senses, how could Mahua stab someone to death? Are these guys kidding
Seeing this, Fang Zheng smiled slightly, leaned against the window, squinted his eyes, and dozed off. As for converting these thieves? Fang Zheng also thought about it, but in the current situation, it was obviously not possible. Pulling them into dreamland, the car swayed, there was no guarantee that something would not happen... that was all.
She didn't notice at all that the girl next to her had opened her eyes slightly, and then breathed a long sigh of relief... It turned out that Zhu Lin was not asleep, but was frightened and did not dare to move. In the spirit of either a hero saving the beauty, Either the principle of dispersing money to eliminate disaster is pretending to be asleep.
As a result, she never expected that she would see a scene that almost shocked her. Breaking a knife with bare hands? This... is amazing, is it possible
At this moment, the driver's voice rang out: "Everyone, check to see if any property is missing. If so, call the police quickly. They haven't gone far yet."
"Holy shit, driver, you know they are thieves, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Someone in the car immediately shouted, and then everyone started rummaging through things.
"Did I tell you earlier? I run this line every day. These guys are caught and released, and those who are released and caught are sneaking back and forth on this line. If I had told you, would I still be driving? Besides, they When I arrived, didn't I play the anti-theft voice message?" The driver was still unhappy.
But some people are happy.
"Senior Brother Wuming, it's done! Everything is done. As long as Fangzheng goes to the Baiyun Temple ferry, hehe, I promise to make him understand what it means to sigh in despair!" Hongxiang said on the phone.
Wu Ming nodded with satisfaction and said: "Good job, hum, let him look good this time."
(End of chapter)