"The weather is nice today. I drank tea at home and didn't go out for a walk."
"I didn't take a walk and didn't see the police coming."
"I heard there's a lot of traffic jams on the road."
"I have a stomachache today, rest at home..."
…
Everyone was talking to each other, and Hong Hai'er used magic to transmit the voice. Bai Wenshui, Guitou, the black mole man and others felt their hearts go cold when they heard that the last person was about to walk away. , several people were completely desperate.
"Don't leave! We know we were wrong!"
"Help!"
"I really know I was wrong!" Da Guang cried loudly.
"Help, help!" The big ghost and the little ghost were also crying.
…
"Amitabha." Fang Zheng proclaimed the Buddha's name and waved his hand. Red Boy jumped on the boat, shook the oar, and the boat sailed away. From beginning to end, people on the shore did not see Fang Zheng’s existence...
"Master, don't leave!"
"Master, spare my life!"
"Help, help! I'm out of energy, help... Gudong..."
Fang Zheng left and the spell was dissipated, but after a long night of tossing, several people had lost their strength and were crying and struggling one by one.
On the boat going away, the squirrel asked: "Master, don't worry about those people. What if they really swim ashore?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "Destiny is determined by fate. Their fate should be like this. It will not change whether the poor monk leaves or not." At the same time, the heavenly eyes in Fang Zheng's eyes closed.
Bai Wenshui and others were all good at water. When they saw Fang Zheng walking away, they shouted for help. Although they had no strength left, they still swam hard with the desire to survive and wanted to get ashore. However, at this moment, two people came to the shore. !
Bai Wenshui, Guitou, the man with the black mole and others suddenly saw hope and were about to call for help, but when the two of them raised their heads, everyone got cold!
"It's them! They're back to ask for their lives!" The man with the black mole shouted in horror.
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts and let out a sigh of relief. Suddenly, their whole bodies became weak. A wave hit them, and several people instantly sank into the river. Some people were still struggling, but after two struggles, there was no movement.
The two people who came were none other than Lin Zhixian, who had promised Fang Zheng not to come back for three days, and the young man who had been rescued by Red Boy. When the three days were up, the two came back naturally. No one wanted to be treated as dead. ... Therefore, the two of them did not intend to appear at this time, but sometimes, God's will is like this!
The two of them didn't see Bai Wenshui and the others. They heard someone shouting. When they looked into the water, the water was calm and peaceful, and the river was surging, as if nothing had happened.
Then the two left...
Not long after, a piece of paper entered the two rivers, and then several ships entered the water. A brand-new, voluntary body-recovering team organized by the state was established. The Chinese-character face was the first to sign up, and more than a dozen people joined the corpse-recovering team. The corpse-recovering team does not have fixed working hours. Whoever is free can come. At the same time, the state provides subsidies. Corpse-recovering workers have a minimum subsidy for one job. They use the government As the saying goes: "Good people cannot work in vain, good people must be rewarded!"
For a time, it attracted praise from everyone in the city...
"Master, where are we going now?" Honghai'er asked curiously while walking on the road in Liangjiang City.
Fang Zheng stretched and said, "We agreed to go out for a walk, and now we go back. Wouldn't it be too boring? Wandering around... "
"Master!" Red Boy suddenly shouted.
Fang Zheng said: "What?"
"You finally figured it out." Honghai'er said seriously.
Boom!
Fang Zheng raised his hand and gave a violent shudder... Red Boy rubbed his head and giggled.
The three of them were not in a hurry to return to Yizhi Temple. Anyway, the mission of the Wuxiang Gate was completed and they could open the Wuxiang Gate and return to Yizhi Temple at any time. The three of them just strolled down the street and experienced the life of city people.
"Ding! You've done a good job in punishing evil and promoting good. You've got your morals in check. Do you want to draw a lottery?" the system said.
Fang Zheng thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Let's talk about it when we get back, save it first."
"As you wish." After the system said it, it disappeared.
Life in the city is different from that in the mountains. Although there are wonderful things in the mountains, it will inevitably become a bit monotonous after staying there for a long time. Cities are different. In this era of rapid economic development, cities are changing almost every day. People who live here may not feel it at all, but when you come back after leaving for a while, you will find that it is completely different. The city is changing every day, and the people in the city are also changing. It seems that change is the eternal theme of the city. Everything here is dazzling to the squirrels, but what really dazzles the squirrels is the delicious food that exudes various flavors...
"Master." Squirrel touched his belly and looked at Fang Zheng pitifully.
Fang Zheng said: "Want to go to the toilet again?"
squirrel:"… "
Fang Zheng saw the little guy's resentful look and immediately laughed. He bought a piece of pastry and broke it in half, giving half to Squirrel and half to Red Boy. The two little guys were immediately overjoyed.
While several people were walking on the street, a burst of crying caught Fang Zheng's attention. He saw an old man sitting on the side of the road, staring at the mobile phone in his hand, tears falling down from time to time. made a choking sound.
Fang Zheng, Hong Hai'er, and Squirrel looked at each other and saw the unbearable look in each other's eyes.
Fang Zheng stepped forward, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, donor, is there anything I need help from this poor monk?"
The old man slowly raised his head and saw a fair-skinned monk standing in front of him. He quickly wiped his tears and shook his head with a guilty conscience: "It's okay, it's okay..."
After saying that, the old man struggled to stand up. He didn't know whether it was because he had been sitting for a long time or something, but his body was shaking a little. Fang Zheng hurriedly gave him a hand. After the old man got up, Fang Zheng nodded, said thank you, and left as fast as she could on crutches.
"Master, why do I think she has a story?" Honghai'er said.
Squirrel said: "She is so panicked, as if she has done something wrong. Junior Brother Jingzhen is like this every time he steals my pine nuts."
Fang Zheng frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "She is such a senior and it is difficult to walk. If she says she has done bad things, the teacher will not believe her. However, there should be a story about her..."
Fang Zheng opened his eyes and looked over. There was nothing strange about the old man. When he opened his eyes again, there was a layer of golden light on the old man's body. There was an arrow hanging on his head, and the thread was pointed at Fang Zheng!
Fang Zheng was stunned and moved left and right, and the arrow followed. In other words, he was this old man's noble person!
Wiping his nose, Fang Zheng encountered this situation for the first time.
"Master, what are you thinking about?" Honghai'er asked.
Fang Zheng said: "It's nothing, but this old man is destined to be a poor monk. Let's go and have a look."
"It doesn't matter to us. Anyway, we are just wandering around with Master, wherever we go." Hong Hai'er thought openly.
(End of chapter)