Fang Zheng directly took out the 10,000 yuan that Song Xianhe had invested from the pile of money, then handed it to Song Xianhe and said: "Amitabha, this money has too much karma and the poor monk cannot accept it. The donor should take it back. As for your father's illness, please bring him to the mountain. If the poor monk can be cured, I will naturally take action. If not, then you should take your father to the mountain for some fun."
When Song Xianhe heard this, he was stunned. He had traveled all over the country and visited countless temples, large and small, but he had never seen a monk take out the money in the merit box and return it! But after being stunned for a moment, he became filled with humiliated anger and frowned: "President Fangzheng, what does this mean? What does it mean that my money has heavy karma?"
Fang Zheng looked at the angry Song Xianhe and said calmly: "Donor, the sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will find shore."
When Song Xianhe heard this, he felt uncomfortable all over, especially his wolf-like eyes, which used to be invincible and could crush the other person's head with just one glance. But this time it was different. No matter how hard he tried to make his eyes more fierce, he could not make any waves in the face of Fang Zheng's eyes that were like a sea of stars.
Song Xianhe said: "President Fangzheng, as a monk, why do you have to go round and round? If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."
When Fang Zheng heard this, the child really did not shed tears without seeing the coffin. In this case, Fang Zheng did not go around and said directly: "Donor, the origin of this money is not honest, and it is stained with too many sins. This The poor monk cannot reap the money he sows, and he cannot afford it.”
Hearing this, Song Xianhe suddenly broke out in cold sweat and stared at Fang Zheng with a pair of eyes. Originally, he thought that what Fang Zheng said was because Fang Zheng was trying to make things up, so he asked again and again. As a result, Fang Zheng actually said such words, which immediately gave him a creepy feeling!
He was sure that this was his first time climbing Yizhi Mountain and meeting Fang Zheng for the first time. How did he know that the source of his money was dirty
If Fang Zheng really knew his true identity... When he thought of what he had done, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He snorted coldly: "You monk is really capable of making lies. I don't understand what you are talking about. Pretend to be crazy and act stupid." , even if this disease cannot be cured!”
After saying that, Song Xianhe turned around and left. I don't know why, he was not afraid of life or death, but he felt afraid when facing this monk! It was as if the monk saw through everything about him at a glance...
"Master, just let him go like this?" Monkey asked in confusion.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "What else? Although the poor monk knows that he is not a good person, evidence is needed to arrest him. Do you have evidence?"
The monkey is dumb, evidence? Where can he find evidence
Fang Zheng patted the water surface of Tianlong Pond and whispered: "Keep an eye on him, see where he goes, and tell the poor monk."
The salted fish at the bottom nodded immediately and followed.
Although Song Xianhe went down the mountain, he still had a vague feeling in his heart, constantly thinking: What does the monk know? I probably don’t know anything, otherwise I would have called the police, and would they have let me go down the mountain? It should be like this... I felt guilty first, so it must be like this.
Thinking of this, Song Xianhe let out a long breath and walked much faster. After a while, I reached the bottom of the mountain, then walked out of the village and came to an RV. I opened the door and went in. There was an old man lying inside, and there were doctors and nurses taking care of him.
When the doctor and nurse saw Song Xianhe, they greeted him at the same time.
Song Xianhe thought for a while and said to the bald man standing outside: "Third brother, get ready and take dad up the mountain later."
"Fang Zheng promised to treat Dad? Didn't he say no... ahem, it seems that's all he said, haha." The bald head said with a smile.
At this time, the flat-headed man sitting in the passenger seat of the cab poked his head out and said with a smile: "What is a good guy? What is a bad guy? Everyone has a different definition of this thing. We brothers just live for a living... right, brother?" "
"Okay, you're the only one talking nonsense. Fang Zheng didn't say anything about helping dad treat his illness. He just asked me to take dad up to see if he can be cured." Song Xianhe said.
"Fuck, he doesn't even know if it can be cured, so he asks us to carry people up? Doesn't he know how high the mountain is? Brother, are you underpaid?" The third child touched his bald head and said with an unhappy face.
"Where did you come from with so much nonsense? Move people!" Song Xianhe scolded angrily. The third child smiled, jumped into the car, and cooperated with the doctor and Song Xianhe to lift the old man out.
These three people moved very quickly and went straight to the top of the mountain without looking at the other doctors. When the other doctors saw this, they frowned. They couldn't trust them! Someone wanted to go up to ask and see what was going on, but was frightened back by the fierce look from the third child.
Soon, the three men carried the old man to the gate of Yizhi Temple.
When Fang Zheng saw Song Xianhe coming back, he was also stunned. What he said before was so obvious. This guy dared to come back. This was because he didn't believe that he had seen something, or because he was an expert and was brave. He really wasn't afraid that Fang Zheng would just take it away. Got him
At this time, the monkey whispered: "What kind of son is what kind of father. The son is not a good person, and the father must not be a good bird."
Fang Zheng raised his hand, gave him a shudder, and reprimanded: "How many times have I told you, don't jump to conclusions easily without clear investigation."
After saying that, Fang Zheng opened his eyes and looked at the old man. As a result, Fang Zheng let out a subconscious sigh.
"President Fangzheng, what's wrong?" Song Xianhe stepped forward and asked.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "It's okay. Is he really your father?"
The reason why Fang Zheng asked this was because the old man's whole body was filled with golden light of merit! Only a little black energy flows under the golden light. This was exactly the opposite of Song Xianhe's evil aura and lack of merit, so Fang Zheng subconsciously asked this question.
At the same time, Fang Zheng also glanced at the second and third children. Their bodies were also pitch black, but there was a golden light shining inside, exactly like Song Xianhe.
Hearing Fang Zheng's question, the third child was unhappy and said angrily: "Monk, what are you talking about? This is not our father, could it be your father?"
"Third brother!" Song Xianhe shouted loudly before Fang Zheng responded.
The third child seemed to be very afraid of Song Xianhe and immediately shut up, but still looked at Fang Zheng with some dissatisfaction.
Fang Zheng wasn't angry either. Although the third child's words didn't make sense, the concern behind them was extremely clear. Obviously, the relationship between father and son holds a very important position in his heart and no one is allowed to doubt it.
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk just said the wrong thing, I'm sorry."
Hearing Fang Zheng's apology, Lao San was obviously stunned for a moment. He touched his bald head and said, "I can't stand people like you. What I just said was not nice, so don't mind."
Fang Zheng nodded slightly and ignored this rough man.
(End of chapter)