Fang Zheng didn't react at all, but Ma Guifen quickly shook her head and said, "No, no... I'm not his mother, how could I have such a good son..."
Fang Zheng was stunned and glanced at Ma Guifen. Ma Guifen was a little scared, as if she was afraid that these words would irritate Fang Zheng and Fang Zheng would not help her.
Fang Zheng had an idea, clasped his hands and said, "The poor monk is a monk, the world is his home, and kindness is his family. After all, this benefactor can be regarded as a relative of the poor monk."
The little fat policeman was not stupid. He immediately understood something and said with a smile: "Auntie, don't get excited. By the way, what happened to you just now? Why did you get into trouble with Feng Tao? It's the scumbag with the tattoo on his arm just now. "
Fang Zheng told the little fat policeman what happened. When the little fat man heard this, he immediately said angrily: "This bastard, I have to go talk to him later. If he keeps making such a fuss, all my progress will be lost!"
Fang Zheng nodded. This kind of person should be visited by the police many times to chat and drink tea.
"By the way, are you looking for someone?" the little fat policeman asked.
Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then slapped his forehead, took out the photo and said, "This donor is from Sichuan. He is not familiar with the place and doesn't know where his daughter is. It's difficult to ask questions all the way." It’s a photo of her daughter, please take a look and see if you can help me find it.”
The little fat man took the photo, looked at it, then shook his head and said: "I have just worked for a short time, and I am not particularly familiar with this area. Just wait a moment..."
After saying that, the little fat man took a photo with his mobile phone and posted it in their film police group.
Then, the little fat policeman smiled and said: "Okay, this is our police group. In Dawu, policemen from every place are in the group. When everyone has something happened, just shout in the group. Usually there is evidence and the target is clear. Everything can be solved quickly, which is very efficient. Auntie, come with me. Come and sit down at my place. We have a result here and I will take you to find someone."
When Ma Guifen heard this, she cried immediately and thanked her repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you..."
The little fat policeman was obviously a shy newcomer, and he had never been thanked like this before. His face turned red because he was so suddenly here, and he quickly said: "Other, other, if someone sees this, they will laugh at me. I just did my job, how can I bear this?"
The little fat policeman took Ma Guifen away, and at the same time left a phone number for Fang Zheng: "If that damn snake comes to harass you again, please call this number and I will come over as soon as possible."
Fang Zheng smiled and nodded.
Ma Guifen thanked Fang Zheng again...
Fang Zheng quickly declined. What he did was really insignificant and did not deserve the old man's gratitude.
Watching the two people leaving, Fang Zheng subconsciously opened his eyes and glanced at them. The next moment, Fang Zheng's expression changed!
"Master, did you see something?" Hong Hai'er knew that Fang Zheng had clairvoyance. After all, although this magical power was miraculous, Hong Hai'er had heard of it.
Fang Zheng nodded slightly and said, "Yes."
"What did you see?" Honghai'er asked like a curious baby.
Fang Zheng said: "Don't say it, don't say it, let's go..."
"Where to go?" Honghai'er asked in confusion.
Fang Zheng said: "Go buy something."
In the end, Fang Zheng only took two steps when two people ran over: "Master, Master! Don't leave yet!"
Fang Zheng saw that it was the man who gave him the stick, and there was this young man beside him.
Fang Zheng said: "Amitabha, thank you so much for the reminder just now."
"Forget it, it's them who are the unlucky ones whether I mention it or not. You are too fierce." The man smiled bitterly and then introduced himself: "My name is Shao Gang, and this is my brother Shao Cong. Master, will you accept a disciple?" "
Fang Zheng was stunned...accepting a disciple? This is the first time someone has asked this in such a long time.
Shao Cong looked at Fang Zheng with excitement and said: "Master, I have been fond of martial arts since I was a child, but I have never seen you so powerful. You can knock people away with one kick, that's amazing! I want to learn this from you... "
Fang Zheng suddenly realized that he came here to learn martial arts. Fang Zheng shook his head slightly and said: "Donor, please think carefully, the poor monk is a monk. If you join my Buddhist sect, you must shave your hair and practice, and you must read the scriptures for ten years before you can enter the school, and then you can start practicing martial arts. And the poor monk is a monastery. , once you become a monk, you will not be able to return to the secular world for the rest of your life, and you will not be able to marry and have children..."
"Master, I was just saying casually... Master, if nothing happens, let's go first..." Shao Cong said quickly before Fang Zheng finished speaking. Shao Cong immediately flinched as he had to read scriptures for ten years before he could start practicing martial arts. He was not yet able to return to secular life. Why does he practice martial arts? Isn't it just to show off in front of girls? Convenient to pick up girls? But if you don’t let me get married, why should I practice martial arts
Fang Zheng smiled slightly. Of course, Yi Zhi Temple did not have so many rules, but Fang Zheng did not intend to accept disciples. Recruiting disciples means that more people will enter Yizhi Temple. More people means more troubles. After all, humans are different from animals, and their minds are much more complicated. What's more, Shao Cong himself didn't come here to practice Buddhism, but just wanted to learn martial arts. This in itself ran counter to the direction of the temple, so Fang Zheng rejected Shao Cong in this way...
Seeing that Shao Cong was about to leave, Fang Zheng said: "Two donors, wait a moment."
"Master, is there anything else?" Shao Gang asked.
Fang Zheng said: "Do you two know where I can buy fishing nets?"
"Fishing net?" Shao Cong and Shao Gang looked at Fang Zheng in surprise. Does this monk still want to fish? Isn't he a monk? Don’t monks abstain from killing
Although he was confused, Shao Gang sent Shao Cong to take Fang Zheng to the best fishing gear shop nearby. As for Shao Gang himself, he still had to check the store. There was no way there was anyone in the store, so he closed the door and followed Fang Zheng out.
Fang Zheng naturally had nothing to say about this. If someone helps you, that's a favor. If someone doesn't help you, it's natural. What's more, they also helped...
Standing at the door of the fishing tackle shop, Fang Zheng frowned slightly and saw the sign above: Lao Wang Fishing Tackle Shop!
Fang Zheng touched his chin and muttered: "Fortunately, the poor monk doesn't have a wife..."
Shao Cong had already entered first. Seeing Fang Zheng in a daze, he quickly waved. Fang Zheng took Hong Hai'er into the fishing gear shop. The owner of the fishing gear shop was a middle-aged man with some gray hair. He was sitting there tying a fishhook in a serious manner. When I saw a few people coming in, I recognized Shao Cong at a glance and said hello.
The two exchanged polite words, and Shao Cong introduced Fang Zheng to the owner of the fishing gear shop, Lao Wang, and said at the same time: "Master Fang Zheng, Lao Wang's fishing gear shop has been open for thirty years, and the things he sells are all treasures. ! Whatever you want, just tell him."
When Lao Wang looked at Fang Zheng, he was also puzzled. Are you so open these days? Have all the monks bought fishing gear to catch fish? Also, being called a master at such a young age? Aren't you afraid of losing your life? Of course, as a businessman, he couldn't ask such a sensitive question. He just smiled and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. Master, what do you want to buy?"
PS: The photos of the little princess you want have been posted on the WeChat public platform. Huangliang Liquor [note that the word "rice" means "liang" at the bottom, don't get it wrong.]
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