Chapter 1275 Disgusting Them

Seeing the monk's reluctance to enter, everyone was angry, and they rushed up one by one, wanting to do something.

The senior who blocked Jiang Yumeng even shouted: "Bald thief, you slandered Master Famu, I will kill you! No one who comes today will try to save you! Even if it is a dream, I will kill you!"

"Yes, kill him!"

Others followed suit.

Hearing this, Fangzheng was not nervous at all. He picked up the teacup, took a sip leisurely, and said, "Benefactor, don't talk too much. Are you sure that no one can save the poor monk?"

"Don't talk nonsense with him, do it!" The senior yelled, leading a group of people, and rushed over at the head of it.

At this moment, a golden light flickered behind the monk, and out of the golden light came out a giant in golden armor, three meters tall, with arms thicker than the senior's waist!

The point is, the golden-armored giant is holding a... 40-meter-long sword in his hand!

The big knife lay there like a wall.

The golden-armored giant stomped his feet, staring at the senior and the others like an angry King Kong, and said in a word: "Look at my big knife, and say it again, who wants to kill the master?"

Those colleges shut up for a moment, and some of them who were not firm in their beliefs decisively put away their fierce expressions, and then pointed at the seniors as their duty.

The senior's face turned pale, and he said tremblingly: "I...I want to reason with him, and I can't slander Master Famu!"

bang!

The 40-meter sword fell on the senior, and a ditch was cut on the floor. The senior was so frightened that his legs and feet were weak, and his pants were wet...

The others retreated subconsciously, not daring to step forward.

Seeing that everyone's anger had almost dissipated, Fangzheng slowly put down his teacup and said, "Benefactors, if you have something to say, why bother shouting and killing?"

"Yes, yes, the master is right, that... Do you think we can go away?" Lu Qing was really frightened, and he was not considered a believer, so he naturally retreated despite the difficulties and saved his life wisely.

Jiang Yumeng also nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Fangzheng smiled slightly at the two of them, and then said to everyone: "Benefactors, you probably want to leave too?"

Everyone nodded subconsciously.

Fangzheng said: "Then let's go. As for what you saw in the dream, whether it is true or not, you benefactors will know freely in the future. Don't tell others what happened in the dream, otherwise, the poor monk's forty-meter sword I will find you in my dreams at any time."

When everyone heard this, their faces turned pale with fright.

Killing in a dream?

This is too scary, impossible to guard against, there is nowhere to escape!

So they nodded again and again, expressing that they would never tell the outside world.

After getting everyone's assurance, Fangzheng waved his hand, and everyone suddenly felt that something had fallen from the roof. When they looked up, they saw that the roof was blown to pieces, and a big hand descended from the sky, intending to smash everyone into a pulp rhythm!

Everyone exclaimed and hid aside, the dream was shattered...

At the same time, the whole building was beeping. Someone fell out of bed, and then woke up from a nightmare, screaming one after another.

There was a dead silence as they approached, everyone shut up, then looked at each other in surprise, tried to say something several times, but finally said nothing.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

Of course, it's not absolute. For example, for some people, the quality of sleep this night is still good, such as a certain unscrupulous monk...

Sitting in the room, Chen Long looked at the two monks who occupied his bed, with a wry smile on his face, but more grateful.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, everything seemed to be back to normal. Everyone was doing the usual things step by step, but they couldn't completely calm down every time they did it.

At least not as fully engaged as before.

Even when looking at Master Famu, there was a lack of complete trust and admiration in the depths of his eyes.

Most of the time, everyone was observing Master Famu and the female assistant, hoping to see something from them.

"When a person is deified or loved by you, all his shortcomings are advantages. A greedy lover is called cute, and a greedy enemy is called a fat pig... So, the first step we have to do That is, to strip off the mysterious halo and coat of God. When a person has suspicions about you, they will observe you carefully, look for flaws, and let the shortcomings be infinitely magnified... This is called, what crime do you want to add? There is no excuse for suffering? There is always a reason." Fangzheng laughed.

Honghaier said: "Master, can it be done just by relying on a dream?"

Fangzheng smiled and said: "The poor monk is not simply letting them dream, but opening a little opening for their hearts. When looking at a problem, they will not follow blindly. As for how much they can see, that is their responsibility." Something happened... But the poor monk believes that as long as you are not a fool, the hole will become bigger and bigger. In the world, even saints have shortcomings. It's just that saints are not afraid of being discovered, but they are afraid of being covered up. On the contrary, wearing A wolf in sheep's clothing is not afraid of being covered up, but afraid of being uncovered!"

"Master, looking at Master Famu's performance, it seems that he doesn't know about the dream last night." Chen Long whispered.

Fangzheng nodded and said, "Dream, some people remember it and some people can't. Isn't this normal?"

Chen Long was dumbfounded... He found that Fa Mu and the others seemed to be tricked.

Fang Zheng chuckled, turned and left.

In the next few days, Fangzheng continued to guide everyone into dreams, constantly experiencing the scene of Master Famu running away with money.

What's more, I don't have such a dream once a night, but I do it repeatedly, and the more times I go forward, the more times I have!

At the beginning, everyone yelled against it and didn't want to watch it.

But after a long time, it becomes numb, and then I can't bear it anymore.

"Master, are you anti-brainwashing?" Red Boy asked.

Fangzheng laughed and said, "No, the poor monk is disgusting them."

Red Boy: "..."

Having the same dream for a week in a row, everyone couldn't bear it anymore.

Finally, on this day, Li Qing took the lead and said, "Master, what are you going to do? Every day I have this dream, I'm going to throw up!"

Others complained: "Master, please let us go."

"Master, can we have something else?"

"Master, every time I take off my pants over there, I wake up from the dream. If this continues, I will wither."

...

Hearing the conversation gradually becoming out of tune, Fangzheng smiled with satisfaction.

In the past, when these people mentioned Master Famu, they immediately scolded Fang Zheng or wanted to beat him. Now, being able to tease it shows that Famu's status in their hearts is getting lower and lower... At least, it's not as untouchable as it used to be. They're starting to have their own minds too, which is a good thing...

So Fangzheng said: "You really don't want to have this dream anymore?"