Chapter 1095 Enter

Every time Fangzheng said a word, he took a step forward. He said one hundred and thirty-four words in one breath, which means he took one hundred and thirty-four steps! Every step is just right, as if stepping on the heartbeat node of that man! Fangzheng's words were powerful and resounding, each word was like a hammer, hitting the man's heart!

And that man, who was guilty at first, was overwhelmed by Fangzheng, and instantly gained the upper hand in momentum, and then, like huge waves in the sea, he pushed to the climax step by step, and the momentum of each wave was higher than the wave, crazily hitting the core of his heart. door wall.

At that moment, he was afraid, and subconsciously backed away!

I saw Fangzheng stepping forward, and he took a step back! With one hundred and thirty-four characters, the last word falls!

It's like the judge's writing, the county magistrate's decision, and the judge's hammer! The man really thought that he had scolded all the monks as beggars, his heart felt guilty, his feet softened, and he knelt down in front of Fangzheng with a plop!

Kneeling down, he suddenly came back to his senses, and said in his heart: No! He didn't think so!

He raised his head and was about to say something, but he saw the monk who was full of righteous indignation just now, and suddenly smiled at him and said: "Benefactor, kneel when you know your mistake, good boy..."

puff!

After hearing the sound of obedience, the man was oppressed by Fang Zheng's aura before, stimulated by the sound of countless laughing voices around him, coupled with Ruan Tianxing's deadly eyes, he spurted out a mouthful of old blood Come out and turn into red smoke all over the sky!

Fangzheng stepped back quickly, and said, "Amitabha, the benefactor repented with blood, and the poor monk obeyed."

Hearing the words, the man cursed angrily: "You poor monk, you have a powerful mouth, but you are a poor ghost if you talk so outrageously!"

Before the words fell, a loud shout came from the other side: "Who said the master is a poor monk?"

While speaking, there was a roar of motors, and then supercars rushed over with a series of roars, followed by Rolls-Royce convoys, and an extended Rolls-Royce in the middle ! At the end is still behind the super running mat, the motor roars!

As soon as the convoy appeared, everyone retreated subconsciously to make way for the convoy!

And the originally dazzling luxury car was instantly overshadowed by the team!

The taxi driver who had brought Fangzheng here but hadn’t left yet and was still watching the excitement saw this battle, so frightened that he hurriedly moved the car, and exclaimed at the same time: “Oh my God, I actually pulled a car that was able to walk in! The eminent monk of Faxiang Mountain! Haha...I want to buy a lottery ticket when I go back!"

Then this guy ran away quickly, lest the eminent monk remember the scene of his cynicism before, and ask him to settle accounts.

The convoy slowly stopped behind Fangzheng, and then a man came over respectfully, bowed to Fangzheng and said, "Master Fangzheng, you are the living Buddha of Huaxia, with a high status. You don't like ordinary people's tricks, but there are When you are young, without this trick, it is easy to attract little ghosts to make trouble."

The person who came was Wang Can, the man who picked Fangzheng up from the plane!

Fang Zheng didn't expect Wang Can to come, let alone that this guy would come in such a timely manner!

Fangzheng really never thought that a seminar would require so much packaging! Although he didn't like it, he had to say that Wang Can was right! Sometimes, some things are not necessary, but when they are not, it is indeed easy to attract ghosts!

Fangzheng smiled and said: "It's okay, the poor monk is a monk, and if he encounters a ghost, he will be saved immediately. Benefactor Ruan, is the poor monk right?"

"Hmph!" Now, what else can Ruan Tianxing say? No matter what you say, you can't get back the lost face! Turn around and leave!

The kneeling man quickly got up, chased after him and asked, "Boss, are you not going in?"

"Get out!" Ruan Tianxing threw all his anger on the opponent. go in? He just said before that he can't enter without an invitation letter. Now that he doesn't have an invitation letter, what can he get in?

"Hush!" Many Huaxia reporters followed suit.

Ruan Tianxing left at a faster pace.

"Haha, I knew that the crooked master can't be messed with, and whoever provokes it will be unlucky!"

"Living Buddha, do you want to fight against the Living Buddha? You don't care how much you weigh."

"hey-hey……"

Hearing these words, Fangzheng waved to everyone as a greeting, and then said to the two security personnel: "Two benefactors, can the poor monk go in now?"

"Master, please come inside." The two security guards stepped aside and made an inviting gesture.

Fangzheng naturally held his head high and walked into Faxiang Mountain with Ba Song, who looked confused but extremely excited.

At this moment, a YN reporter shouted: "Does anyone have a photo of Fang Zheng getting off the car? My news is short of this photo!"

"No...deleted!"

"Damn it, mine was deleted too!"

"Damn it, this photo is the complete news!"

...

"I have it!" A Huaxia reporter shouted.

In the next moment, a group of reporters called up.

"Brother, share one, I'll give you the money."

"I will too!"

...

"Not for sale!" The reporter laughed and ran away. There was a lot of scolding behind...

At this moment, Fangzheng has already walked into Faxiang Mountain. Inside Faxiang Mountain is a hotel. The decoration of the hotel is antique and quite Zen-like, but it does not copy the temple. After all, some people are not used to living in temples.

The hotel is like a pyramid, but it is different from a pyramid. It walks directly to the center through a straight corridor, but the center is not a bar, but a gossip mirror. The gossip mirror corresponds to eight doors and eight elevators, leading directly to the top floor.

Standing in the middle, Fangzheng discovered that the decoration style of Faxiang Mountain is different on each floor! The first layer is the style of YN country, then the style of Buddhism, then the style of Xianxia, ​​martial arts, western magic, heaven...etc.

There are even many themed elements in it, such as Shanghai Beach, Arc de Triomphe, Eiffel Tower, etc...

On each floor, facing the fence in the middle, there is a statue of a god, or a statue of a sage.

From bottom to top, you can see celebrities from the East and the West, such as the founding father of China, the Western poet Hugo, etc. Going up, it gradually pushes back to the ancient times, the great emperors of all parties, the ancient saints and so on. Further up are immortals, Buddhas, and gods of heaven. All of them are lifelike, without exception, all overlooking the center of the earth! It was as if standing in the gossip place in the middle was equivalent to being stared straight at by all the gods, ancient and modern sages!

That feeling is definitely not good, but anyone who has done something wrong, if their psychological quality is almost inferior, I am afraid that they will kneel on the spot.

The pressure from different time and space is really awkward.

"No wonder no one stays here. Standing here, it's like being watched by the gods. It's too uncomfortable." Bassong muttered, and glanced at the extremely natural and comfortable Fangzheng: "Master, why are you so relaxed? Look at your It doesn't seem awkward at all."