"Haha..." A woman's laughter suddenly sounded.
Fang Zheng stood up from the kang and looked around, but there was no one there.
"Is it a dream? Or is there really a woman laughing?" Fang Zheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, opened the door and walked out. He walked around the temple and saw no one else.
The lone wolf was always very alert, but today he slept like a dead dog.
Even Honghaier, who had been playing on his mobile phone until midnight, slept soundly.
Fang Zheng scratched his head and muttered, "Am I crazy?"
"Haha..." The female voice sounded again, and the direction Fang Zheng heard the voice seemed to be from the Buddhist hall!
Fang Zheng immediately rushed to the front yard and saw a woman coming under the Bodhi tree. The woman was wearing a long red dress, her hair was disheveled, and her face could not be seen clearly...
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, this female ghost benefactor, is there anything wrong with you?"
The woman's body visibly stiffened for a moment, and then she let out an angry voice and said, "You're such a talented girl! I'm a human being!"
While talking, the woman arranged her hair back and tied it into a ponytail. Fang Zheng took a closer look and saw that it was indeed a person!
But who in the right mind would come to the monk temple in the middle of the night? Still disheveled, dressed in red, nothing wrong
Through the moonlight, Fang Zheng saw that the woman's face was very pretty, with willow-leaf arched eyebrows, a small cherry mouth, and not a Western big nose, but an Eastern small nose, which made her look very cute. This girl's eyes are big, like the stars in the sky, seeming to shine brightly and twinklingly.
For some reason, Fang Zheng looked familiar to this girl, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.
Fang Zheng then asked: "Donor, have we met before?"
The girl walked up to Fang Zheng with her hands behind her back in a playful manner. She bent over and came closer. Her face kept enlarging in front of Fang Zheng. Then she smiled playfully and said, "What? Did you forget about me so soon? We But I’ve seen it before…”
Fang Zheng looked confused. Have you ever seen him? When have you seen it
"Not only have I met you, but I have watched you grow up." The girl said.
Fang Zheng's face turned darker. Did you watch him grow up? How can it be? So he clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, donor, please don't make fun of me. I really don't remember you..."
The girl rolled her eyes and said, "Who is kidding you? Fang Zheng, you are a bad guy! A big bad guy!"
Fang Zheng looked confused. Is he a bad guy? In the past two years, this is the first time someone has commented on him like this. Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor, if you want to pay homage to the Buddha, you can enter the Buddhist hall. If nothing happens, the poor monk will go to bed."
While speaking, Fang Zheng glanced at the Buddhist hall, and then stood there as if struck by lightning, as if he had seen something incredible.
Then I heard the girl whisper in my ear: "Just sleep, you pig! It's dawn..."
The next moment, Fang Zheng heard Red Boy's voice: "Master, Master, Master! Come and watch the news! Something big has happened!"
Then, Fang Zheng turned around and saw a skeleton approaching him...
Wow!
Fang Zheng exclaimed and sat up suddenly. Only then did he realize that everything just happened was a dream!
At this time, the door opened, and Red Boy ran in, saying: "Master, look, big news! Uh... Master, why are you sweating on your forehead?"
Fang Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's probably because the weather is too hot. What's wrong? What's the big news?"
Hong Hai'er didn't think much about it. After all, in his opinion, no one in this world could hurt this bald thief. So he handed the phone to Fang Zheng and said, "See for yourself."
There is very little content, but Fang Zheng knows that news with less content generally represents a bigger matter, so this matter may not be so easy to get past.
Fang Zheng clicked his tongue and murmured in his heart: When did the crime of smuggling become so serious? Aren’t they usually repatriated to their home countries? The poor monk has returned home by himself, so he doesn't need help from the other party, right
Honghai'er said: "Master, you have become a favorite."
Fang Zheng rubbed his brows and said, "Where does this come from? Everyone is treating me as Tang Monk's meat. They all want to take advantage of me..."
"Master, what are you going to do? Even if everyone doesn't know you're back, it's troublesome just to hang around like this. How about we continue to pretend to be dead? No one has really seen us anyway." Hong Hai'er road.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "It's not that simple. Sometimes politicians are just crazy. What if their brains are wrong and they start a fight? Then all the consequences may fall on me... War, no matter what time it is, The unlucky ones are civilians and soldiers."
"Then..." Hong Hai'er didn't know what to say.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "As a teacher, I originally wanted to keep a low profile and tell the world with my actions. As a teacher, I have no interest in dominating the world. I just want to be an honest monk. However, it is difficult to be an honest person..."
"Master, what do you mean?" Hong Boy's eyes lit up.
Fang Zheng said: "There are two ways in the world to make robbers put down their butcher's knives, one is to persuade them, and the other is to scare them into crying. Since the influence doesn't work, then just scare them into crying!"
Honghai'er smiled: "Master, what should we do next?"
After Fang Zheng thought for a while, he said to Hong Hai'er: "Before we do this, you have to help me to confirm the news. I saw it yesterday. The specific location is not yet certain..."
"You just lost Chairman Fang Zheng to me? Can you just ask someone to deal with the garbage master? Do you have any brains?"
In a villa somewhere in Forty-Nine City, Jing Yan hit Jing Yulong on the head with her high heels, causing Jing Yulong to grimace in pain.
However, there was no bleeding or redness on his forehead. Apparently Jing Yan was just pretending, and Jing Yulong was just pretending to be in pain...
But Jing Yan was really angry. She finally found Fang Zheng, but Jing Yulong was lost!
Jing Yulong said: "Sister, can you blame me for this? You don't know how deceptive that fake master is. Fortunately, you went early. If he really performed in public, calligraphy would have become a joke in the world. At that time, , I didn’t expect that Fang Zheng would just run away from the meeting..."
"Are you a pig? He has come out to express his position, and you still don't believe it. You have to read the words to believe it? What kind of brain do you have?" Jing Yan was so angry that she really wanted to give him a hammer.
At this moment, Jing Yuhang ran in and said excitedly: "There is news about the master!"
(End of chapter)