Fang Zheng directly took out the 10,000 yuan that Panasonic had invested in a pile of potential, and then handed it to Song Xianhe and said, "Amitabha, this money karma is too heavy, and the poor monk can't collect it." The donor should take it back, as for Ling Zun's illness, please take him up the mountain, if he can cure the poor monk, he will naturally take action. If not, take Lingzun up the mountain for a visit. ”

When Song Xianhe heard this, he was stunned for a moment, he had traveled all over the country, and he had visited countless temples and temples, but he had never seen a monk take out the money in the merit box and return it! But after being stunned for a while, he was a kind of humiliating anger, and frowned: "Host Fangzheng, what does this mean? What does it mean that my money is karma?"

Fang Zheng looked at the angry Song Xianhe, and said indifferently: "Donor, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore." ”

When Song Xianhe heard this, he felt uncomfortable for a while, especially his wolf-like eyes, which were invincible before, and he pressed the other party half of his head at a glance. But this time was different, no matter how hard he tried to make his eyes a little more fierce, in the face of Fang Zheng's eyes that were like a sea of stars, he could not stir up the slightest wave.

Song Xianhe said: "Fang Zheng presided, as a monk, why bother to twist and turn, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly." ”

When Fang Zheng heard this, this kid really didn't cry when he didn't see the coffin, since this was the case, Fang Zheng didn't go around, and said directly: "Donor, the way this money came from is not just and bright, and there are too many sins on it." This kind of money cannot be collected by poor monks, nor can they be collected. ”

Hearing this, a cold sweat instantly broke out on Song Xianhe's head, and a pair of eyes stared at Fang Zheng fiercely. Originally, what Fang Zheng said, he thought that Fang Zheng was playing tricks, so he asked again and again. As a result, Fang Zheng actually said such a thing, which immediately made him feel creepy!

He was sure that it was the first time he had climbed Yizhi Mountain, the first time he had seen Fang Zheng, how did he know that his money was not coming from a clean way?

If Fang Zheng really knew his details...... When I thought of what I had done, I couldn't help but feel a chill rise in my heart, and I snorted coldly: "You monk can really play tricks, I don't understand what you are talking about." Pretend to be crazy and stupid, this disease is not cured!"

After saying that, Song Xianhe turned around and left, I don't know why, he was not afraid of life and death, but he actually had a feeling of fear in the face of this monk! It was as if this monk had seen through everything about him at a glance......

"Master, just let him go?" the monkey asked, puzzled.

Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "Otherwise, although the poor monk knows that he is not a good person, but he needs evidence to arrest people, do you have evidence?"

The monkey was dumbfounded, where did he look for evidence?

Fang Zheng patted the surface of the water in Tianlong Pond and said in a low voice: "Keep an eye on him, see where he went, and tell the poor monk." ”

The salted fish at the bottom of the water immediately nodded and followed.

Although Song Xianhe went down the mountain, he always had a feeling of hair in his heart, and kept thinking: What does the monk know? I don't know anything, otherwise I would have called the police a long time ago, and would have let me go down the mountain......? It's because my heart is weak first, it must be so.

Thinking of this, Song Xianhe let out a long breath of turbidity, and his steps were much faster. After a while, I came to the bottom of the mountain, and then went out of the village, came to an RV, opened the door and entered, and there was an old man lying inside, and there were doctors and nurses taking care of him.

The doctor and nurse met Song Hyun-ho and saluted at the same time.

Song Xianhe thought for a while, and said to the bald strong man standing outside: "Third child, you are ready to go down, and you will take your father up the mountain in a while." ”

"Fang Zheng promised to see his father? didn't he say no...... Ahem, it seems that he just said it, hehe. The bald man laughed.

At this time, the flat-headed man sitting in the passenger seat of the cab poked his head out and said with a smile: "What is a good person? What is a bad person? Everyone has a different definition of this thing, and our brothers are just for life...... Right, big brother?"

"Okay, you're talking a lot of nonsense. Fang Zheng didn't say to help my dad heal the disease, but just asked me to take my dad up to see if he could cure it. Song Xianhe said.

"Grass, he doesn't know if he can cure it, so let's carry people up? He doesn't know how high this mountain is? Big brother, are you giving less money?" said the third child with an unhappy look on his bald head.

"Where did you come from so much nonsense? Move people!" Song Xianhe scolded angrily, the third child smiled, jumped into the car, cooperated with the doctor and Song Xianhe, and carried the old man down.

The three men moved very fast, did not see other doctors, and went straight to the top of the mountain. Seeing this, the other doctors frowned, this is because they can't be trusted! Some people wanted to go up and ask and see the situation, but they were frightened back by the fierce eyes of the third child.

Soon, the three of them carried the old man to the gate of Yizhi Temple.

Fang Zheng was also stunned when he saw Song Xianhe coming back again, what he said before was so obvious, this guy dared to come back, is this a belief that he saw something, or is he a master of art bold, really not afraid that Fang Zheng will accept him easily?

At this time, the monkey whispered, "What kind of son there is, what kind of father there is." The son is not a good person, and the father is definitely not a good bird. ”

Fang Zheng raised his hand to give him a violent shudder, and reprimanded: "How many times have you told you, don't jump to conclusions if you haven't checked things clearly." ”

After speaking, Fang Zheng opened his eyes and looked at the old man, but at this look, Fang Zheng subconsciously sighed.

"Host Fang Zheng, what's wrong?" Song Xianhe stepped forward and asked.

Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "It's okay, he's really your father?"

The reason why Fang Zheng asked this was because the old man's whole body was actually covered with golden merit light! Only a little black qi flowed under the golden light. This is just the opposite of Song Xianhe's evil qi and heavy merit, so Fang Zheng subconsciously asked this question.

At the same time, Fang Zheng also glanced at the second and third children, and the bodies of these two people were also pitch black, but there was a golden light flashing inside, exactly the same as Song Xianhe.

Hearing Fang Zheng's question, the third child was not happy, and said angrily: "Monk, what are you talking about? This is not our Lao Tzu, is it your Lao Tzu?"

"The third child!" Song Xianhe didn't wait for Fang Zheng to respond, and immediately scolded loudly.

The third child seemed to be very afraid of Song Xianhe, so he immediately shut up, but he still looked at Fang Zheng with some dissatisfaction.

Fang Zheng was not angry, although the words of the third child were not listened to, the meaning in the words was very clear. Obviously, the relationship between father and son has a very important place in his heart, and no one is allowed to doubt it.

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, it was the poor monk who said the wrong thing just now, I'm sorry." ”

Hearing Fang Zheng's apology, the third child was obviously stunned for a moment, touched his bald head and said: "I can't stand you like this, what I just said is not good, don't mind." ”

Fang Zheng nodded slightly, and didn't care about this rough man.