Chapter 29 Deception by the Small Guest in the Temple【For Collection】

Hearing a loud bang, Fangzheng woke up. Jiang Ting, who was in front of him, was startled by Fang Zheng's reaction. Why did the monk, who was gentle and humble just a moment ago, freeze in place all of a sudden, and be so violent after waking up?

Fangzheng also knew that he was frightening, so he took a deep breath, raised his palms, bowed and said, "Female benefactor, I'm sorry, the poor monk has lost his mind."

"What happened to Tingting? Did this monk bully you?" At this moment, Lu Xiaoya's voice came.

Only then did Fangzheng realize that Fatty, Houzi, Lu Xiaoya, and Ruan Ying had already entered the temple, and only Jiang Ting stayed here. Hearing the sound, Lu Xiaoya looked over.

Jiang Ting immediately said, "It's all right."

"Oh, as long as it's okay, come here quickly. Although this temple is small, it's still very clean." Lu Xiaoya shouted.

Jiang Ting responded and was about to leave.

Although Fangzheng didn't like monkeys and fat people, those scenes just now were really shocking and bloody! Even if these two people don't have a good mouth, they shouldn't die.

Thinking of this, Fangzheng said: "This female benefactor, can you listen to the poor monk?"

"Sorry, I don't believe in Buddhism." After Jiang Ting said something embarrassed, he ran away. Even a fool can tell that it's not that she doesn't believe in Buddhism, but that she doesn't believe in Fang Zheng! He really regarded Fang as a liar.

Fangzheng smiled wryly, and sighed: "Forget it, karma is determined, everyone has life and death, and I can't always reverse the future."

After speaking, Fangzheng flicked his sleeves and went to the backyard.

However, the more Fangzheng didn't want to care about it, the more the image just kept flashing in his mind. Whether it was chanting scriptures or taking a walk, he couldn't drive this image out of his mind. In particular, from time to time, he heard monkeys and Lu Xiaoya's voices outside, making him even more restless...

"Tingting, you said that the monk just went crazy, you woke him up, and hit the iron gate all of a sudden? Haha, doesn't this monk hurt? I heard that movement, it was like thunder." Lu Xiao Ya pursed her lips and smiled.

Jiang Ting rolled her eyes and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"All right, all right, don't talk. Let's go and see the iron gate that the monk opened. I'm curious about what the gate is made of such a big commotion." Lu Xiaoya laughed and pulled Jiang Ting towards the gate. go.

In the main hall, Fatty, Monkey, and Ruan Ying were looking at the statues of Guanyin Bodhisattva, Golden Boy, Jade Girl, and the God of Wei Tuo at the door.

The fat man said: "Monkey, have you ever seen such a lifelike statue? This Guanyin Bodhisattva looks like a real person, and look at that jade girl is so beautiful."

"Fatty! This is a temple, don't talk nonsense!" Ruan Ying scolded.

The fat man scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I know, I know, besides, what I said was not insulting the Buddha, but just telling the truth."

The monkey also said: "Indeed, I have been to countless temples, but I have never seen such a lifelike Buddha statue. And, look, these Buddha statues are spotless."

Ruan Ying said: "The monk is so clean, he probably has a cleanliness habit."

Monkey nodded and said, "It's possible, but it's hard work to make the monastery so clean and plausible. Maybe it's not a fake monk..."

The fat man said: "Oh! I said why I always feel that there is something missing here. Have you seen the merit box?"

"What merit box?" Ruan Ying asked.

The fat man said, "It's the kind of merit box that you put money in at the gate of the temple or in front of the altar."

Ruan Ying shook her head and said, "I didn't see it."

The monkey also said, "I didn't see it either."

"Doesn't this monastery accept money for incense?" the fat man asked.

Monkey smiled and said, "Then you think too much, isn't there a sign at the door, ordinary incense is free, a stick of high incense is 200! This price is not cheap."

"Hey, I thought this monk was not oily, but it looks like he's a fake monk." The fat man finished his sentence, when Lu Xiaoya shouted in surprise: "Fatty, Brother Monkey, come here!"

The fat man and the monkey heard Lu Xiaoya's yelling in a hurry, and yelled at the same time: "Oops!"

The monkey ran out as fast as he could, and the fat man ran slowly, but his voice was not low, and he yelled: "Damn donkey, if you dare to touch Xiaoya, I will burn your temple down!"

Fangzheng, who was fidgeting in the backyard, was startled when he heard such a voice suddenly, and muttered in his heart: "What the hell are these people doing?"

So I went out to have a look.

Monkey, Fatty, and Ruan Ying ran out of the hall, and saw Lu Xiaoya and Jiang Ting standing at the gate, staring straight at the half-open iron gate.

Seeing that the two were fine, Houzi, Fatty, and Ruan Ying were relieved at the same time.

The monkey said: "What's the matter? I was scared to death with a sudden shock."

The fat man also said, "It's just..."

"It doesn't matter what you say, look for yourself. Look at the iron gate!" Lu Xiaoya pointed at the iron gate.

The three of them looked in the direction Lu Xiaoya was pointing at, and the monkey suddenly gasped! I saw a clear palm print on the big red iron gate! The texture of the palm print is visible and very clear!

"Xiaoya, what are you doing pointing at a printed handprint?" the fat man asked puzzled.

Lu Xiaoya smiled wryly: "I also hope that it was printed in advance, Tingting is up to you."

Jiang Ting recounted what had happened before, and heard that Fangzheng suddenly slapped the iron gate like a demon, and then there was this palm print. Fatty and Ruan Ying were also startled, and Ruan Ying said, "Impossible, right? Can a living person have such great strength?"

The fat man rolled his eyes and said, "What are you talking about? Even a dead person can't have such great strength, okay?"

"Don't talk about it, you two, I'm getting goosebumps." Lu Xiaoya said in fear, shaking her body.

The fat man said: "I reckon, this is a handprint that has been there for a long time, it's just that everyone didn't pay attention to it just now."

"No." Just then, the monkey who had been silent all this time spoke.

"Monkey, what isn't it?" the fat man asked.

The monkey said: "When I entered the door, I looked carefully at the door, and joked that it was thick. Although I am not a professional counterfeiter, you all know my eyesight. I read things very carefully. When I came in, There is absolutely no handprint on this iron door! I can guarantee this, and I looked behind the iron door, and the handprint protruded. The inside is not empty, it is solid iron..."

"Monkey, do you mean to say that the iron gate was really slapped by that monk?" The fat man was also startled, then shivered subconsciously, and said cautiously: "Then what I just said Voice, won’t be heard by that ruthless monk?”

"Which sentence?" Ruan Ying asked.

The fat man cried, "That's right, I said burn the throat of the temple." The fat man thought of the scene where the little monk was furious and slapped him, and his whole body trembled, the previous ruthlessness was gone.

Ruan Ying smiled wryly and said, "I don't know if I heard it just now, but I must have heard it now." After speaking, she looked behind the fat man.

The fat man turned around, and saw Fang Zheng standing behind him, with a kind smile on his face, not angry at all. But the fat man always felt that the monk's smile was full of malicious intentions, and the fox's smirk, maybe he was planning to find a chance to shoot him to death in his heart. So the fat man subconsciously moved back.