Chapter 917: People Depend on Clothes

Shaking his head, Fangzheng hurried home with the vegetables.

As a result, this scene was photographed again and posted on the Internet.

I didn't see the face before, and I was chatting with a happy person on the Internet. This time, I saw the face, and everyone was stunned.

"I'm Cao! I'm not mistaken, this is Master Fangzheng!"

"Nimma, is this messy world of mortals so awesome? Master Fangzheng has also fallen?"

"Master Fangzheng eats meat? Let me rub it... Would he like two more glasses of wine?"

"It's over, it's over, my faith has collapsed, and the glorious image of Master Fangzheng in my heart suddenly... hey..."

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While the Internet was wailing, some people were still supporting Fangzheng.

"No matter what, Abbot Fangzheng helped us drive away Pu Changming, that's a hero. Jigong also eats meat, why doesn't Master Fangzheng eat meat?"

"That's right, that's right. From a historical point of view, monks used to eat meat, okay?"

"Yes, even now, many branches of Buddhism allow meat to be eaten. Many monks are allowed to eat the three clean meats."

"Yes, this is understandable."

However, as the photos spread, more and more people paid attention, and even some news began to pay attention to Fang Zheng, who had just become popular a few days ago.

At this moment, a big V named Master Wuwei Wuji suddenly updated Weibo, posted Fang Zheng's photo on it, and added a sentence: "A monk who disturbs the world, strives for fame and fortune, drinks and eats meat, and swaggers in the market , what is the proper way? There are no rules!"

The portrait of Master Wuwei Wuji is a Taoist priest wearing a black robe and a long beard. Self-introduction is: Wudang Mountain, the head of the magnificent Wudang School, the patriarch Zhang Sanfeng, and Huode Xingjun descended to earth. There are not many fans, only more than 3,000 people...

However, after reading his introduction, some people found a problem. This majestic Wudang faction does not seem to exist... But after this question was asked, it was immediately drowned out, and no one cared.

Originally, everyone was just watching the fun, but suddenly they saw such a Taoist priest come out and say this. Looking at his resume again, someone immediately reprinted it. In just half a day, the number of fans of Wuwei Wuji Hurting has increased to 100,000!

"A Taoist real person is angry at Fangzheng and has no rules. The real person can't stand it. Fangzheng, a demon monk, should accept his sorcery?" Someone said.

"Even my colleagues can't stand it anymore, and you still help Fangzheng to excuse? As the saying goes, one yard is one yard, and he deserved credit for driving away Park Changming, but it doesn't mean that he can break the precepts at will, right? There's nothing wrong with that." Does anyone care? What's more, Huaxia is so big and there are countless capable people. Fangzheng is just a few steps ahead of others. If he doesn't come out, someone will come out. So, this credit is not as big as you said."

"That's right, I also think this challenge is a bit dramatic, maybe it was arranged."

"As the saying goes, Taoist priests go down the mountain in troubled times, and monks in prosperous times open their doors to collect money. Buddhism is not a sect that was born and raised in China! Support Taoism, and support Master Wuwei Wuji to come out to suppress evil spirits!"

"Kneeling in front of the Buddha for three thousand years, I didn't see my pity in the Buddha's heart. Don't let the dust cover the Buddha's eyes. It turned out that I didn't invest in incense money! Buddha, not greedy for money? Why accept offerings from people? Buddha, not evil? Why can't the world tolerate it? A little disrespect? The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, so why are there three, six, nine, etc.? Ask your Buddha, Feihua remembers it back then; ask your Buddha, you have been to the ninth floor of purgatory; ask your Buddha, what is engraved on the Sansheng Stone; ask your Buddha, can you overcome suffering , why don't you ferry me over; where are you, my 300,000 innocent souls in Nanjing!"

"It's good to say that Buddhism is evil heretics! I just want to ask, is it true that no one cares about monks buying meat in the street?"

"Who cares? The police don't care if monks eat meat! One Finger Temple is heaven, who can control him?"

"I really thought no one was in charge. Is the Religious Administration Bureau really a display? If you become an abbot, you will be lawless? x-on:古林省Religious Administration Bureau." At this time, Master Wuwei Wuji came forward again and sternly reprimanded.

Did you lead the team for Wuji wounding? Everyone seemed to have found the leader, the backbone, and all of a sudden they gathered together with a bit of momentum, clamoring to deal with Fang Zheng, depriving Fang Zheng of his status as the abbot of Yizhi Temple, and even depriving him of his status as the abbot of Yizhi Temple The status of a monk! Up to now, it is still only a small group of people who are making trouble, and the attention is still not high.

And Fangzheng didn't have time to go online to look at these things. At this moment, he just finished shopping for groceries and returned to Fang Ke's house.

As a result, Fangzheng was stunned as soon as he entered the door. He saw that the home, which was a bit messy, had been tidied up at this moment. Although there was no furniture, the room looked very empty. But still a little more warm.

"You're back." With a soft greeting, Fangzheng heard the sound and looked around, only to see a woman coming out of the kitchen, wearing long trousers, a slim waist, and a red warm home coat over a white sweater. Although the clothes are thick, the woman looks extremely slim when she wears them. There was a warm smile on a delicate face, and Fangzheng's eyes lit up instantly!

With just one glance, Fang Zheng almost didn't recognize the other party's identity, thinking that Fang Ke's relatives, sister, etc. were here. After looking carefully, I realized that this was actually Zhang Huixin!

Fangzheng didn't hide his surprise at all. He opened his mouth wide and said in surprise, "Amitabha, benefactor, you are almost unrecognizable by this poor monk."

Zhang Huixin looked at Fangzheng's dazed look, and felt satisfied in her heart. There is no woman who doesn't like being praised for her beauty, especially being praised by a monk. It feels like Zhang Huixin is also the first time a big girl gets on the sedan chair. Extraordinary. Zhang Huixin said: "You must be hungry, right? I made porridge, do you want to eat some first?"

Fang Zheng glanced at Ke Ke's room, and saw that Fang Ke suddenly jumped out of the room, making a strange cry, and Fang Zheng followed it very cooperatively, as if he was frightened.

Fang Ke immediately threw himself into Fangzheng's arms, laughed into a ball, and shouted while laughing: "Thank you dad, mom said it all, you cured mom's illness. Mom can go, haha... Mom can go I can see it, let me tell you, I didn’t believe it before. I thought someone was pretending to be my mother, or I was dreaming... #$%^&..."

The little girl looked extraordinarily excited, and didn't give Fang Zheng a chance to interrupt at all. She hugged Fang Zheng's neck, hung on Fang Zheng's body, and chattered non-stop.

Fangzheng looked at Zhang Huixin helplessly, Zhang Huixin pursed her lips and smiled, walked over, took the food from Fangzheng's hand, then smiled back and said, "I'll cook, you guys play."

Then Zhang Huixin left, and Fang Zhengze was commanded by the little monkey around his neck to sit on the edge of the table, listening to the little guy talking excitedly...