"Isn't it 50,000 yuan? my classmates have rewarded more than 100,000 yuan!" the little boy exclaimed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Little donor, what do you do as a fellow scholar?"

"His fellow scholar was in the real estate business. The woman sighed, her eyes were deep in pain and inferiority, her parents have the ability, she has no ability, the child is like this, she is even more uncomfortable.

Fang Zheng nodded slightly, squatted down and said, "Why do you want to reward that anchor?"

"I think she's very good-looking, and I just like the feeling of her reading my screen name in front of so many people, which is very fulfilling. When the little boy said this, his eyes were full of longing.

Fang Zheng understands this idea very well, when he was in school, he was poor and white, and when he saw other classmates eating well and playing well, he also longed for one day to be rich, pretend to be forced and make up for it. At that time, he also had some inferiority, but he was not as strong as this child, and he would indulge in the honor of the virtual world. The child in front of him is obviously not evil, but sick.

At the same time, Fang Zheng was also unhappy with the anchor's arrival, you earn all the money for a child, what about your conscience?

So Fang Zheng asked, "The other party just took your money like that?"

"No, they asked me what I did and how old I was. I said that I was an adult, already working, and that this little money was nothing. The child said calmly, as if this little money was really nothing to him.

Hearing this, Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, at least the anchor of the other people asked, people are the ones who earn that bowl of rice money, the money comes legitimately, there is no reason not to. In this way, it is not to blame.

However, Fang Zheng still asked: "What is your online name? The poor monk also likes to watch live broadcasts, and he knows an anchor, maybe I have heard of your name." ”

The child looked at Fang Zheng with a look of stupidity, but under the stern eyes of the woman, he still said honestly: "Supreme Prince." ”

Fang Zheng nodded slightly, remembering the name, although it may not be able to help, but it can be regarded as a try.

Fang Zheng got up and said, "Female donor, you brought him to the temple, how do you want to exorcise evil spirits?"

When the woman heard this, she was also at a loss, shook her head and said, "I...... I don't know ...... either."

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Female donor, since you don't know how to exorcise evil spirits, how about handing it over to the poor monks?"

"This ......" the woman hesitated, obviously the other party was not very trusting.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Female donor, rest assured, there is no charge for the poor monk to exorcise evil spirits in this temple." ”

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Then there is Abbot Lao." ”

Fang Zheng nodded, looked down at the little boy and said, "Let's go with the poor monk." ”

"I'm not leaving! I'm not going! I'm not sick!" cried the little boy loudly, turning and running.

The woman didn't hold back, but the boy ran away, screaming angrily, and she was about to catch up.

Fang Zheng said: "No need to chase, if the donor is at ease, let the poor monk deal with it." ”

The women were willing to listen, and they didn't look at the square, and they were going to catch up.

Fang Zheng looked at the boy's back with a smile, his thumb, index finger, and little finger fingertips against each other, the middle finger kickback, the ring finger crossed, and he silently recited the incantation in his heart, and gently spit out a word in his mouth: "Who!"

The little boy who was running only felt that his body suddenly lost control, and he obviously wanted to run, but his body stopped uncontrollably, and then turned around and ran towards the temple.

The little boy had a ghostly expression, looking at Fang Zheng, who was getting closer and closer.

The women were stunned, completely unaware of what was going on.

The boy wanted to shout for help, but his mouth turned out: "Mom, I figured it out, I'll try it with the abbot." ”

When the woman heard this, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed the boy's head and said, "Okay...... If only you wanted to open it. But looking at Fang Zheng's eyes, he was obviously a little more surprised, he said that he would come back, and the child would come back, this is too godly, right?

Thinking of this, women's trust in Fang Zheng has also improved a lot.

However, the boy looked at the white-clothed monk in front of him with great horror in his heart, he didn't take Fang Zheng seriously before, but now he was really afraid! Silently controlled his body, is this still a human? It can't be a monster, right?

Fang Zheng turned and walked towards the monastery, and the little boy followed, and the woman immediately followed.

Fang Zheng asked the woman, "Donor, what do you call it?"

"My name is Liu Daifen, and this is my son, Li Haopeng. Liu Daifen said.

"What about the child's father?" Fang Zheng asked subconsciously.

When Liu Daifen heard this, her face was full of loneliness...... "Left three years ago. ”

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and recited: "Amitabha, donor, please mourn." ”

Liu Daifen shook her head and said, "After so many years, I'm used to it." Abbot, can you really cure this child?"

Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "The poor monk can only do his best, whether he can change it or not depends on this child and you." ”

"Look at me?" Liu Daifen was stunned.

Fang Zheng nodded, but didn't say anything. Before coming to the Buddha hall, Fang Zheng said to Li Haopeng: "Go in and kneel, and worship the Buddha with peace of mind." ”

When Liu Daifen heard this, she wanted to speak, her own children knew that it would be good if Li Haopeng was so obedient. What surprised her was that Li Haopeng really walked in and knelt down obediently. She was dumbfounded when she saw it, and her eyes were a little incredulous and respectful.

Fang Zheng asked Liu Daifen to wait at the door, entered the Buddhist hall by himself, knocked on the wooden fish, and recited the scriptures in his mouth.

In fact, Fang Zheng is also playing tricks, children are not better than adults, a dream of Huangliang has a great demand for everyone's mental power, if the other party is very weak and the spirit of life is fragile, it is still very dangerous for Fang Zheng to forcibly enter the dream. Therefore, Fangzheng did not plan to force Li Haopeng into a dream and have a dream.

Instead, after Liu Daifen was relieved, he knotted the lion mark again, and the words came out of his mouth, and a subconscious command was conveyed into Li Haopeng's consciousness, and then he continued to chant the scriptures.

Li Haopeng didn't feel anything abnormal, the only thing he felt uncomfortable was that he couldn't control his body! That kind of horror was more terrifying than killing him.

One hour, Fang Zheng looked at the time and had to eat, so he got up and came out with Li Haopeng.

Liu Daifen looked at Fang Zheng nervously and worriedly: "Master, how is it?"

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "Amitabha, all the poor monk can do is help him chant, and whether he can change it depends on himself." Donor, it's noon, don't starve the children, go down the mountain as soon as possible. ”

When Liu Daifen heard this, she hurriedly thanked her, touched her pocket, her face showed a trace of reluctance, and she smiled and said: "Incense money is no longer about money, it's just a mind, and the temple generally only accepts about one piece." This time Fang Zheng lied, but Fang Zheng also knew that white lies would not be punished, so he lied and told justifiably.