"Amitabha, donors, you don't need to do this to poor monks. In fact, the one who really has great supernatural powers is the poor monk's apprentice. At this moment, Fang Zheng suddenly spoke.

As soon as these words came out, the red boy was stunned for a moment, and his heart said: Hey! When did this master change his sex?

Fang Zhengze winked at him and said in a low voice: "In the past, I was too lazy to trouble my teacher, but today I can't hide it, so it's better to announce it openly and honestly." You don't have to dodge in the future, our finger temple has also been opened to development, which is also convenient. ”

The red boy suddenly realized, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Although it is extremely easy in the mountains, it is not possible to show supernatural powers in front of people, and many times it feels like lying to get by, which is quite a bit of a thief, which is very unpleasant.

Now that I'm finally free, I'm really relieved.

When the people below heard this, they looked at the red boy in surprise one by one, they couldn't figure it out, this boy who was serving Fang Zheng was so powerful?

Fang Zheng continued: "There is no doubt that this son is not an extraordinary person, but the Red Child, the son of the Bull Demon King and the Iron Fan Princess, in the Nine Heavens, in the fairy world. Later, he followed Guanyin Bodhisattva and became a good wealth boy. Now, he has entered my Yizhi Temple as the fourth disciple of a poor monk. That's all......"

When everyone heard this, you look at me, I look at you, and then they all nodded their heads to show understanding.

But looking at their eyes, Fang Zheng knew that these guys didn't believe it at all! Although he showed miracles, he was stunned to pull in the characters of myths and legends, which was indeed a bit of a challenge to everyone's ability to accept.

What's more, being a master must be better than an apprentice, otherwise why would he be a master?

Fang Zheng glanced at the red boy helplessly, as if to say: "You see, the poor monk tells the truth, but no one believes ......"

The red boy rolled his eyes, Fang Zheng did this, what could he say?

This is the principle of Fangzheng, so he didn't emphasize anything anymore, touched the red boy's head and said, "Pure heart, you continue to cook porridge." ”

The red boy was stunned for a moment, and secretly said: "Master, as soon as this wordless laba porridge is spoken, the final effect is gone." I'm afraid that the things that will be cooked tomorrow will be bad! You are only in the limelight today, and it is almost the Buddha who has come to the world. If the Laba porridge cooked is the same as someone else's, it will be a shame. ”

Fang Zhengzhi said disapprehantly: "The dough is for people to see, and there is no need to be so careful." On the contrary, conscience is for one's own heart, as long as the heart is at ease, what is the matter on the face, why care?"

The red boy nodded thoughtfully and said, "So this is the reason why the master is shameless......

Fang Zheng directly slapped him and said, "Cook porridge!"

After speaking, Fang Zheng went back to Yizhi Temple.

As soon as Fang Zheng left, he pointed to the complete frying pan on the mountain, everyone slapped me, I pinched you, and then there was a scream, and finally there was a quiet discussion. The eyes of the temple are also quietly changing. Originally, it was just respect, but now there is a bit of reverence in it, and there is a bit of expectation in it......

But all expectations are empty, but the nine big black cauldrons at the door are real things!

"The porridge cooked by the living Buddha is definitely not ordinary!"

"It's developed! I can eat a mouthful of porridge cooked by a living Buddha, it's hard to think about it!"

"Brother Song, thanks to you this time!haha...... If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to eat this kind of porridge in my life!"

"Yes, yes, Brother Song, you see that the Chinese New Year is coming, and there is no gift for you. You take this money, what does it mean...... Ha ......"

One person took the lead, and the others followed, and Song Ergou quickly collected a wad of red banknotes, and his mouth couldn't close when he smiled. When the others saw this, they were also envious, and they knew that there was such a benefit in bringing tourists up, and they should have brought it too! However, there is no regret medicine in the world, and they can only look at it with envy.

At the same time, in the villages near the foot of Yizhi Mountain, the pot was also fried, and countless people didn't sleep, so they packed up their things and rushed to Yizhi Mountain......

Those who originally planned to go to Wudaohezi to see the rime also rushed here.

"Jing Yan, this ...... Shall we broadcast it?" Lao Miao pointed to the camera and asked Jing Yan.

Jing Yan stroked her hair and said: "Now it's not a question of whether we broadcast or not, but how many people broadcast it! Such a big movement, as long as you are not blind, must have been videotaped." Ay...... I always knew that this monk was not ordinary, but I didn't expect to be able to make such a big move. ”

"What about us?" asked Lao Miao.

Jing Yan touched her chin and said, "You immediately send the video back and let them arrange the playback." I'll go to Yizhi Temple first, and when you're done here, go to Yizhi Temple to find me! In this matter, I have to chat with Fang to see what he thinks. ”

Just as Jing Yan said, this time the incident was too big, such a big Buddha appeared on the top of the mountain! There is also a flying bald head and a big moon, this kind of picture, it is impossible to keep a low profile and hide.

In Weibo, almost all of WeChat are dominated by these videos and photos!

Weibo directly rushed to the first place on the hot search list!

There are monks everywhere......

This night, countless people stayed up all night, and countless people were called back to work by their bosses, and major websites updated their content.

A finger to the Bodhisattva on the mountain, the flying monk stepping on the moon, has become a topic of conversation among countless people.

At the same time, more people are rushing to Yizhi Mountain......

But these have nothing to do with Founder. Closing the temple gate, Fang Zheng walked directly into the Buddhist hall, sat behind the wooden fish, and knocked on it dangdang, while thinking about today's matter, how to solve it......

"Hey, Master, you don't have to worry about this at all. At this time, a swishing voice sounded.

Fang Zheng asked without raising his eyelids, "Why?"

"Is there a supernatural power to break the law? do you have this law in this world?" asked Salted Fish.

When Fang Zheng heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but the words of the salted fish were like an initiation. Yes, is it illegal to have supernatural powers? Whether it is the country or the world, who stipulates that if you have supernatural powers, you will break the law? In this case, why should Fang Zheng worry about this and that? Thinking of this, Fang Zheng suddenly smiled and said, "Haha...... Since you don't break the law, what are the poor monks worried about here? Salted fish, tomorrow's Laba porridge, you can drink two bowls!"

When the salted fish heard this, he immediately laughed.

The knot in his heart was untied, and Fang Zheng only felt full of energy, and he didn't knock on the wooden fish anymore, but asked the system with a smile: "Brother System, is this Laba porridge still saved?"

"Since the wordless laba porridge has been put into the pot, the opening is invalid. But it's not like it's ...... saved," the system said.