The old lady was even more excited, she had obviously recognized Fang Zheng in the first place, and had never doubted Fang Zheng's ability. But there is no doubt, it is another thing from personal experience, the old man is in good health, his face is red when he is excited, and he walks much briskly. But the old man is not a talkative person, so he just laughs and follows.

Not long after walking, everyone saw a salted fish trotting all the way to catch up, running a few steps, jumping, coughing, and bringing Martianzi...... It feels like watching a miniature version of Charizard in a blockbuster movie in country M.

As soon as this guy ran over, he saw that Fang Zheng had taken off the black cloth on his body and spread it.

The salted fish and Fang Zheng stared at each other for a while, then obediently lay in, and then Fang Zheng wrapped the salted fish in a black cloth and hung it on his body.

So, there was a strange bald monk on the road, carrying a black cloth bag on his back, the point is, walking and walking, the small vacancy of the black cloth bag will also spew out a little black smoke and sparks......

Ba Song frowned and said, "Master, the thing you are carrying is breathing fire. ”

Fang Zheng said: "It's okay, eat too much, it's inevitable." It would be nice to go back and drink more water......"

Regarding the salted fish eating the cake, Fang Zheng didn't plan to hide it, anyway, if you think about it, you will understand.

Ba Song was secretly stunned when he heard this, he has always thought that he is very high, and he thinks that in the field of martial arts, he has also reached the international peak. But after meeting Fang Zheng, he suddenly felt that his martial arts were a little ridiculous...... Forget it, the more he came into contact with this monk, the more surprised he was to find that this monk's every move seemed to be breaking his perception of the world.

Ba Song followed behind Fang Zheng, opened his mobile phone and secretly checked the word Fang Zheng, and when he checked it, the more he looked at the door of his head, the more cold sweat he had, and he shouted in his heart: I, Cao, I don't continue to die, otherwise I don't know how to die! At the same time, I am more and more hopeful about my revenge, and at the same time, I look at Fang Zheng's eyes with a little more awe, and at the same time, I have a little more worship and fanaticism.

There is no way, as a native of T country, he has been influenced by Buddhist culture since he was a child, and naturally he has a good impression of monks.

Just when Ba Song called the living Buddha in his heart, the living Buddha in front of him took out his mobile phone and instantly tore the beautiful picture in his heart to pieces!

Ba Song looked at Fang Zheng with great resentment......

Fang Zheng didn't pay attention to him, but dialed the phone number that Jing Yan gave him, the other party's voice was very respectful, after asking Fang Zheng's location clearly, after a while, a young man in a suit and leather shoes ran over, and when he saw Fang Zheng, he nodded and bowed, and then turned around and didn't see the salute, so he gave up his courtesy and went to the immigration procedures with Fang Zheng's documents.

Taking advantage of this gap, Fang Zheng asked Xiao Xun, Xiao Xun's grandfather and the old lady, "Amitabha, how do you arrange next?"

Xiao Kaoru's grandfather said: "We have something to deal with here, so we won't join in the fun with the master." I'm an old bone, I always feel that I've seen the truth and falsehood of this world, and when I saw the master today, I realized that what I have seen over the years is just a dream bubble. Master, this time I am really taught, and I will take my leave. ”

After Xiao Kaoru's grandfather finished speaking, he turned around and left with Xiao Kaoru without any clothes and water, quite a bit of the free and uninhibited of the ancient warriors back then. Xiao Kaoru did the same, her long legs stepped away, followed closely behind, as if this magical monk who suddenly broke into her life was just a passerby, and her chic ponytail flicked behind her head, as if to say goodbye to Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng folded his hands in front of the two and sang a Buddha name, which was regarded as a send-off. Then Fang Zheng looked at the old lady and said with a smile: "Donor, what about you?"

The old lady smiled and said, "I'm fine, but I suddenly encountered this, and I feel that life is much more exciting, and people are much younger." You're busy with yours, and I'll have someone to pick it up. ”

Fang Zheng said: "It's better for the donor to leave as soon as possible, and it will be troublesome to wait for those policemen to react." ”

The old lady smiled, as if she didn't take it seriously, but she quickly said goodbye, but before leaving, she stuffed a business card for Fang Zheng, saying that she would have nothing to contact in the future.

Fang Zheng looked at the card made of jasmine in his hand, was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "This old donor is still old-hearted, and he actually uses such a distinctive business card. "There isn't much introduction on the business card, just a simple name, Jasmine Wu, and a phone number at the back. That's all......

Ba Song glanced at it, and then smiled: "Modern people, old people don't look at their faces, but at their hearts." The heart is not old, and the person is not old. ”

"You know this quite well, and the poor monk thinks that you have been living in hatred all along. Fang Zheng smiled.

Ba Song sighed, "If I hadn't met my master, I would indeed have fallen into hatred and couldn't extricate myself. For so many years, it was my master who took me to practice jiu-jitsu and understand life at the same time...... It's a pity that I can't let go of what I should let go, as Master said. ”

Fang Zheng looked relieved, if there was no one to guide him, Fang Zheng really didn't believe that Ba Song could endure it for so many years before he started. Being able to quiet a person with such a blood debt for so many years, Fang Zheng was also a little curious about what kind of person Ba Song's master was.

At this moment, the young man came back, happily took Fangzheng into a Great Wall car, and went straight to the hotel.

"Great Wall, your friend doesn't have any money. Ba Song on the side whispered.

Fang Zheng looked at the tricycle outside the window and said with a smile: "That convertible is good." ”

Ba Song suddenly rolled his eyes, and he found that when he talked to this monk, he often couldn't talk together, and his brain circuits were not in the same line. However, he also understood that Fang Zheng told him that he didn't care what kind of car it was.

But the young man quit and immediately said, "If the master needs it, as long as the master can call a car with a brand, I can get it." Here, although we are not local snakes, we are not bad for money. However, the eldest lady said that the master may not like foreign goods, so I specially got this car. This can be regarded as supporting domestic production......"

Ba Song originally wanted to say that this young man was bragging.

But when the car drove into a luxurious estate, he decisively chose to shut up!

He didn't know how much this manor occupied, anyway, he couldn't see the end of the wall at the entrance alone, and when he entered the manor, he directly saw a sea of flowers and a lawn...... Looks like this estate has its own golf course!

Ba Song is not the kind of person who has never seen the world, such a large manor, it is still in Hanoi! Although YN is not as good as the development of Huaxia, but this is also the capital of other people! It is also a place where every inch of land is valuable, such a large piece of land...... Thinking about the backer behind him, Ba Song subconsciously rubbed his eyebrows, feeling that he couldn't understand this monk more and more.