Chapter 99: What a Thief!

Chen Jing was about to collapse, and he planned to wait for the pilgrims to come to the door, and use the advantage of public opinion to force Fang Zheng to comply. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info As a result, after waiting for a day, there was not a single pilgrim, seeing that the sky was going to get dark again, thinking about the experience of last night, Chen Jing really couldn't bear it.

It's okay to grunt when you're hungry, and it hurts to walk faster, as if there are bricks rolling in your stomach.

Move, it hurts, it doesn't move, it's hungry, it's cold!

The moon slowly rose into the sky, and Chen Jing only felt that the things in his stomach began to move down, and he was so frightened that the chrysanthemum tightened, was it going to give birth?

Thinking of this, Chen Jing is really dead, normal children are born, they need midwives and all kinds of preparations, this ice and snow, he really wants to give birth...... In case of...... What if I hang up?

The more Chen Jing thought about it, the more afraid he became......

This fear turned out to be weak, sat down, the things in his stomach kept sinking, as if there was a feeling that the sky was falling, Chen Jing only felt that his brain was in chaos, he didn't think about anything, he had a feeling of self-abandonment, and he couldn't see hope at all.

I don't know how long it has been, Chen Jing suddenly sighed and said, "That's it, there was no grudge or hatred, but I wanted to cause him to ruin his reputation...... Perhaps, this is my retribution. Probably this is the evil retribution of the wicked...... Give birth to a child, give birth to it, do it yourself, suffer it......"

After figuring out everything, Chen Jing gritted his teeth and got up, ready to go down the mountain.

At this moment, a Buddha call came from the temple: "Amitabha, good and good, the donor turned back, it is really gratifying." ”

Before the words fell, Chen Jing only felt that his stomach was light, and when he looked down, his big belly was flat!

"This ......" Chen Jing looked at the almost impossible scene in front of him in astonishment, and then looked back at the small One Finger Temple, he suddenly felt that this Finger Temple was so tall, tall!

Chen Jing turned his head, knelt down three times in the direction of the temple, and said, "Thank you, master!"

only said thanks, but didn't say thank you, but Chen Jing and Fang Zheng both understood what each other meant, and they laughed at the same time at that moment.

Fang Zheng smiled when he saw that he had added a little merit point, the only thing that was unpleasant was that Chen Jing's cause and effect fell on him, so there was no chance of lottery.

Chen Jing laughed because of the ups and downs, seeing through his own flaws, he believes that what he lost, he can definitely get it back, and go higher and further!

However, Chen Jing's trouble was obviously not over, and when he returned home, his parents came to the door, and no matter what he said, he was forcibly sent to the hospital for examination......

Then the media reporters, Dr. Sun, Expert Wu, Dean Zhao and others who arrived were collectively dumbfounded!

"Where's the kid?" "Where's the brick?" Everyone looked at the new color ultrasound image, and their minds were full of question marks.

"Dad, Mom, look...... I'll just say it, I'm not pregnant at all! I'm a big man, where can I get pregnant? It's because their machine is broken!" After speaking, Chen Jing took his parents and left.

Dr. Sun looked around, Tang Tang was not there, and he breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't need to eat the machine......

Expert Wu said angrily: "What the hell is going on?"

Dr. Sun looked at the sky with his eyes and said, "Maybe, maybe, maybe, the machine is broken......

Dean Zhao ran away early, and he didn't want to bear more.

And the reporters just thought it was a farce and dispersed in disappointment.

However, Dean Zhao didn't go home, and directly caught up with Chen Jing, pulled Chen Jing aside, and asked in a low voice, "Where did you go last night?"

Chen Jing pretended to be confused and said: "I haven't gone anywhere, I'm in a bad mood, drink some wine to relieve my boredom, what's wrong?"

"Can a monk drink?" Dean Zhao said with an idea.

When Chen Jing heard this, his heart tightened, and he almost blurted out: "How do you know?" But after all, he is a person who has been in the society, and at the critical moment, he became: "Dean, I have nothing to do with the monk to drink? Besides, where did the monk come from in the county." What do you want?"

Dean Zhao looked at Chen Jing suspiciously, but unfortunately, there was nothing unusual on Chen Jing's face, so he could only give up.

Dean Zhao was still unwilling if it wasn't enough, he always felt that this matter might have something to do with Yizhi Mountain! The relationship between Chen Jing and Yizhi Mountain, he knew, this kid was not less than the monk in the temple......

"I'll have to go up and have a look sometime. Let's see what kind of place it is......" Dean Zhao muttered as he went back to the hospital.

At dawn the next day, Fang Zheng got up early and cleaned the Buddhist hall, and a new day began.

When he was fine, looking at the money in his card, Fang Zheng felt that he was simply living in heaven.

Maybe it's the influence of the calligraphy competition, or what, in the past two days, more people have come to offer incense. Unfortunately, due to the cold weather in winter, the road is slippery, and there are very few people who go up the mountain, and they are generally young and middle-aged. Most of the people who come here are also seeking children.

Half a month has passed, Fang Zheng looked at the results that had completed thirty incense sticks, and was very satisfied, according to this progress, it is estimated that Kaichun will almost complete this task! I don't know, this time the system will reward something.

However, Fang Zheng was not happy in the past two days, the reason is very simple, there are thieves in the temple!

"Hell, I'm missing crystal rice again! What the hell is going on? Lone wolf! Come over to me, tell me honestly, did you steal it?" Fang Zheng stared at Lone Wolf.

Lone wolf whining......

"It's not you? Then who else in this temple will move the crystal rice besides you and me? You'd better confess, confess leniently, and resist strictly. "Founder Road.

The lone wolf cried aggrievedly.

"It's really not you?"

"Woo ......"

"Hey...... What the hell, who stole it?" Fang Zheng muttered, pressed the lone wolf on the edge of the rice jar and said, "Give you a task, look at the rice jar! If you lose rice tomorrow, you will be deducted from your rations!"

The lone wolf nodded again and again, the family lost rice, and it was still his rations that he lost, and he was also holding back his anger! He wanted to see which bastard who didn't know the height of the sky dared to steal from his wolf grandfather's head and let him carry the black cauldron!

At night, Zhengxiang, who was sleeping squarely, suddenly heard the roar of a lone wolf, and hurriedly got up and shouted, "Did you catch it?"

Fang Zheng ran all the way, ran to the kitchen to see, and was dumbfounded!

I saw a lone wolf blocking the door, looking up at the roof of the shed, with a look of anger and helplessness.

Fang Zheng looked at the roof of the shed, on the roof of the shed, a big tail pine cheek squatting on the beam, was looking down at the lone wolf! Don't look at its small stature, but it did not show weakness at all, and gestured at the lone wolf with its little paws, squeaking and screaming: "What is it called? This is mine! Why should I return the rice I took with my ability? If you have the ability, you can come up! I will give it to you!"

The lone wolf howled: "Little cub, steal my things, you give me down, see that I don't eat you!"

The two guys said a word to me, and the result was completely incorrect. Fang Zheng can understand that these two goods are not the same race, and he can't understand what the other party is saying at all, they just shout nonsense.