Chapter 64 Hype? 【Favorites】

Monkey thought about it. Although he didn't want to get married so early, it seemed that it would be a good idea to have a child! So the monkey said silently: "Bodhisattva, please bless me and give me a pair of twin sons!"

Burn incense, kneel down, and as for money, there is no merit box right now, so he can only put it in front of the futon.

At this moment, Old Wu came to the side of the monkey, and followed him to burn incense and kneel down.

The monkey said in astonishment: "Old Wu, you want a son too? You are over forty!"

Old Wu cast a monkey-eyed look and said, "What's the matter when I'm over forty? I've only had one son all my life, and I couldn't get pregnant later. I want a little padded jacket for a daughter now, is there a problem?" After finishing speaking, Old Wu kowtowed, and then said Take out two hundred yuan and put it in front.

When the two of them left the hall, the monkey suddenly remembered and said, "Old Wu, didn't you have a ligation?"

Old Wu smiled and said: "Yeah, why don't you think I really want another one? Raising a child is like raising an ancestor. I can't bear to raise one and I'm about to be liberated. How could I want another one?" .But don’t make a wish, put down the money, I guess the master doesn’t want it either. Not for anything else, just for this word, the money is worth it!”

The monkey smiled wryly and said nothing, when Fangzheng arrived with two bowls of water.

The monkey's eyes lit up immediately, but he said immediately, "Old Wu, are you not thirsty?"

Old Wu subconsciously nodded and said, "I'm not thirsty."

"I'm so thirsty, I'll drink your bowl of water for you." After the monkey finished speaking, he ran over, took a bowl of water, and gulped it down. Then he said with a relaxed face: "Master, this water is still so delicious!"

Fangzheng nodded slightly, but said nothing.

The monkey tentatively asked, "Can I have another bowl?"

"No." Fangzheng refused decisively.

The monkey said unwillingly: "Didn't you manage enough last time?"

"There's still half a tank of water, you can try filling it up." Fangzheng looked at the monkey with a smile.

As soon as the monkey thought of Fangzheng's super big vat and bucket, his back ached and he decided to give up drinking water.

Old Wu looked at the monkey suspiciously, and said, "Monkey, isn't it? This...is just a bowl of water?"

The monkey said helplessly: "Be content. This is because we are afraid that we will die of thirst, so I will give you some water to drink. Otherwise, with Master's temper, there will be no water in this bowl. Are you thirsty? Not thirsty, let me drink it for you?"

Old Wu always felt that there was something tricky about it, so he cast a glance at the monkey, took a sip of water, and then drank it dry in one gulp, but he didn't come up in one breath, and sprayed a rain of flowers with a puff.

Seeing this, the monkey shook his head, "What a waste..."

Old Wu blushed, quickly changed the topic, and asked Fangzheng curiously: "Master, is your water spring water from a mountain? Why is it so delicious?"

Fangzheng smiled slightly and said, "It's the spring water on the mountain, but the water entered the poor monk's monastery and was contaminated with Buddha's spirit, so the taste is slightly different."

"This..." Old Wu didn't believe in the theory of Buddha's energy, but it was hard to refute it in front of Fang Zheng. As long as Fangzheng didn't want to talk about it, he didn't ask, but he was still curious in his heart, thinking about finding time to study it carefully, if he could solve the mystery of the mid-term...

Old Wu's mind became active.

Old Wu said: "Master, why didn't you write the words you just wrote on paper?"

Fangzheng smiled wryly and said: "To be honest, the mountains are poor, and there is no pen, ink, paper and inkstone, so I can only write casually on the snow."

Old Wu nodded thoughtfully.

Afterwards, Houzi and Fangzheng repeatedly expressed their gratitude, and said that his girlfriend was not feeling well recently, and the snowy mountain road was difficult to walk, so he didn't come up to thank him in person, etc., and then dragged Old Wu down the mountain.

As a result, halfway through, Old Wu slapped his head and shouted, "Oh, I forgot to ask about Han Xiaoguo."

The monkey scolded with a smile: "You really ask?"

Old Wu smiled wryly and said: "Forget it, there's no way to talk about it outside, let's not get involved, but I've made money after seeing these words!" It is the "Diamond Sutra" written by Fangzheng in Longfo script. Although only a part, it is enough.

The two went down the mountain happily.

The mountain was clean again. Fangzheng had nothing to do, so he simply took the lone wolf and walked into the mountain with a wooden stick. While walking, he looked for a large open space to practice Longfo documents. This text really has a kind of magic power. The more, the more comfortable, like smoking marijuana, addictive! Fangzheng swears that he has never been so obsessed with writing since he was a child!

One day passed in a blink of an eye, and the next day, the Songwu County newspaper published an article signed "Small Temple Tibetan Master", and attached several texts of Longfo documents. From the moment Wu Changxi sent it out, he waited with the editor-in-chief and others, looking forward to it, hoping to make a big splash this time.

However, they still overestimated the influence of newspapers. In this day and age, how much sales can a small newspaper in a county get? Even if there are sales, they are basically some internal orders, and then buy them as decorations, and wait for the emergency support when the toilet in the east of the village runs out of paper.

Therefore, three consecutive days passed without any movement.

The editor-in-chief patted Wu Changxi on the shoulder, without saying anything, but the meaning was very clear, this word is no good!

Wu Changxi quit, asked for leave directly, and went to the city with the photos. He couldn't believe it, such beautiful and majestic characters would have no selling point? At the same time, Wu Changxi posted a lot of photos about One Finger Temple on Weibo, among them were the photos of Fang Zheng's flying book in the snow, and the finished words. And Aite has many well-known calligraphers.

result……

"Is this a movie?"

"The special effects are well done."

"The little monk acted very seriously."

"Ask for the title of the movie, I should still be able to watch it."

"Small production, right? I haven't seen any advertisements..."

Seeing this, Wu Changxi was speechless and helpless, and replied: "This is a real thing, there is no synthesis, if there is a little falsehood, there will be a thunderbolt! This temple is on Yizhi Mountain! If you don't believe it, go there by yourself. look!"

"Are you bragging?"

"One Finger Mountain? What the hell kind of place is that?"

"I searched and found a small hill. Is there anyone on it?"

"Hype?"

...

Wu Changxi immediately became angry: "Believe it or not, it's fine if you don't believe it!"

As for those calligraphers, most of them probably didn't read it. After all, Wu Changxi's influence is too small. Even if they read it, they would subconsciously think that it was something synthesized by a computer.

Even Ouyang Huazai, a famous calligrapher in this city, replied unceremoniously: "Sensational! Using both hands and feet, writing on snow? Misleading my son, your photo is such a jerk! Honestly write it clearly on paper!"

Wu Changxi was instantly pissed off, and replied: "Mr. Ouyang, you don't have to believe it, you can prove it, but you can't insult people!"

Ouyang Huazai replied: "Hmph! Are you worthy?!"

Wu Changxi was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

When he arrived in Heishan City, Wu Changxi went directly to the Calligraphy Association, but bumped into Ouyang Huazai who was drinking tea at the Calligraphy Association! Ouyang Huazai glanced at the photo in Wu Changxi's hand, then threw it away, and said disdainfully, "It's a bluffing trick!"