When the four of them saw this, they were frightened and at the same time, they were even more in awe of Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng's words were like holy words. Who dared to violate them? He waited here obediently, watching Miao Long stabbing his body outwards with one knife after another. The pain was excruciating, and he looked like life was worse than death.
In fact, Miao Long is indeed worse off than dead. He has loved knives since he was a child, and even more so when he grew up. The collection of controlled knives at home is filled under the bed. But today, he swore that he hated knives the most!
I don’t know how many babies she gave birth to, but Miao Long was completely convinced and shouted: "Master, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I can’t have another baby..."
"Master, please forgive me. I will definitely change my mind and become a good person from now on." Miao Long cried in a tearful voice.
"Master, I was really wrong. I am not a human being, and what I did before was not human affairs. I surrendered as soon as I came down the mountain, and I confessed all the things I had done... Wuwu..." Miao Long began to cry.
"Grandmaster… "
Fang Zheng stood at the door, looking at Miao Long, feeling that the hostility in Miao Long was gradually being polished away, but his karma was only lost a little. Obviously, this Miao Long did a lot of bad things. But those things are no longer under Fang Zheng's control, and his cause and effect shouldn't all be resolved on the mountain.
So, after Miao Long gave birth to forty-nine knives, Fang Zheng waved his hand, and Miao Long was finally freed from the pain. Lying on the ground, staring blankly at the sky, he finally exhaled a long breath and thought to himself: "It's finally over."
"Take him down the mountain. You know what to do. If you continue to do evil, the punishment will be doubled." After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the temple, closing the door. At the same time, the image of the eminent monk suddenly disappeared, and he breathed a long sigh of relief: "I'm tired of pretending to be so. ah… "
Dakui and Erkui had long wanted to go down the mountain. As soon as Fang Zheng opened his mouth, he felt like he was being pardoned and ran over, dragged Miao Long up and went down the mountain. As for those knives? Don't mention the knife to them! No matter who mentions it, who are they worried about
Without realizing it, the knife behind him disappeared out of thin air. At the same time, Fang Zheng threw himself on the bed and fell asleep. Yimeng Huangliang is powerful, but if it lasts for so long, it consumes a lot of money. As for the security of the temple, it can only be left to the lone wolf of the guardian.
Dakui and Erkui were so frightened that they dared not come back again. They only regretted that their parents had lost a few legs and it was so slow to go down the mountain!
After descending the mountain, several people rushed straight to the police station without stopping.
"What are you doing?" In the middle of the night, five guys with slutty faces and yellow hair on their heads suddenly burst into the police station. The policeman at the police station was also startled, stood up, and yelled.
"Don't get excited, we surrendered ourselves." Miao Long shouted.
"What?" The policeman was confused. He had seen people surrender, but he had never seen anyone form a group to surrender! So the policeman asked: "You guys are all wet, have you gone down to the river to steal other people's fish?"
Five people: “2#￥@…”
After listening to the explanations of the five people, the policemen suddenly became happy. This is a new atmosphere in the New Year. Five people formed a group to send out a New Year's gift package! I vaguely saw the big red flower, various awards, promotions and salary increases, marrying Bai Fumei, and reaching the peak of my life...
The five people were punished without mercy.
At this moment, some people are very confused.
"Tell me, don't tell me, tell me, don't tell me..." Jing Yan hugged a rag doll long-haired cat and tugged at the cat's hair, muttering.
What she saw today was incredible. As a reporter, she keenly discovered that this was definitely big news. But here’s the problem. This news is so weird. When it gets hyped, it becomes a big hit. If it cannot be hyped, it will be a big trap and people will call it fake news.
Forget it, the point is, Jing Yan is considering Fang Zheng's intention. Fang Zheng's every move, from the beginning to now, has won her respect. And Fang Zheng doesn't seem to be the kind of person who enjoys success and covets fame. It doesn't feel good to use him as a hype.
After much deliberation, Jing Yan chose this method of plucking her hair to make a decision. As the last hair falls...
"Say?" Jing Yan was stunned, then gave a wry smile, and carefully searched and searched the cat. Finally, she found a caught fish in the beard. She smiled slightly, pulled it off, and said, "Sure enough, it is. Did not say!"
The heartache was relieved, I threw the cat away and went to bed! As for cleaning? Sorry, as a new age woman, she is lazy!
Baiyun Temple was similar. After Fang Zheng left, a large number of reporters rushed over and asked Yiwei about crossing the river. As a result, everyone in Baiyun Temple kept silent. Even the villagers at the foot of the mountain seemed to have received some news, and no one said anything. The reporters finally managed to pry open the mouths of several villagers and tourists. Although the other party said it was true, they always felt that it was unreliable.
Of course they didn't know that Zen Master Baiyun didn't want anyone to disturb Fang Zheng and asked everyone not to talk nonsense, so the monks naturally didn't say anything. The villagers at the foot of the mountain have feelings for Baiyun Temple. Although they admire Fang Zheng for being so eye-catching, they are also very unhappy, so they are kind-hearted and refuse to say anything for the sake of Baiyun Temple. He even denied it...
For a moment, the reporters’ heads were exploding. Is there even a reed that can cross the river
As for the tongue-splitting lotus, only the monks knew about it. The monks respected Fang Zheng as if he were a god, and Zen Master Baiyun spoke. Who would say anything before Fang Zheng opened his mouth? Of course reporters don’t know and won’t ask.
As a result, the farce caused by crossing the river with a reed finally dissipated after a few days of commotion. Coupled with a group of experts and various decryptions, Fang Zheng completely became a sensational liar, and was forgotten by everyone.
However, the locals still talked about it. After all, when Fangzheng Yiwei was crossing the river, most of the people who saw this scene were locals. People outside didn't believe it if they didn't see it, but they did! As the circle of friends circulated and we chatted after dinner, the reputations of Founder and Yizhi Temple spread rapidly.
Fang Zheng was squatting at the door all day, looking forward to the arrival of large groups of pilgrims. To Fang Zheng's dismay, it snowed again!
It snowed heavily for three days, the wind howled, and the road up the mountain was completely blocked.
Fang Zheng stood at the gate, looking at the 1.5 meters of snow, frowning: "What a trap. With such heavy snow, the shorter ones were buried directly. No wonder no one came."
"Woooo..." The lone wolf stood in the snow shell, with most of his head exposed, and shouted. The snow was too thick, and the lone wolf could basically just jump around like a rabbit. After jumping out for a few times, he stuck out his tongue from exhaustion and refused to go out.
Fang Zheng touched the snow shell and found that it had not completely hardened yet. If he wanted to walk up there, he would have to wait a few days.
"That's all, if we don't clean up the snow, there won't be any pilgrims. Get to work!" Fang Zheng made up his mind and got ready to get started!
A lone wolf tucks his tail and wants to run away!
(End of chapter)