Seeing that the monk did not enter, everyone was angry, and they rushed up one by one and wanted to do it.

The senior who had stopped Jiang Yumeng before even shouted: "Thief bald, you slander Master Famu, I will kill you! No one will try to save you today! Even if it is a dream, I will kill you!"

"Yes, kill him!"

The others shouted.

When Fang Zheng heard this, he was not nervous at all, picked up the teacup, took a leisurely sip, and said, "Don't be too full." Are you sure that no one can save the poor monk?"

"Don't talk nonsense with him, do it!" the senior shouted, and rushed over with a group of people.

At this moment, a burst of golden light suddenly flashed behind the monk, and out of the golden light came a golden-armored giant, three meters tall, and his arms were thicker than the waist of the senior!

The point is that the golden-armored giant has a handful in his hand...... Forty-meter broadsword!

The big sword was lying there, like a wall.

The golden-armored giant stomped his feet, his eyes were like angry King Kong, staring at the senior and the others, and said word by word: "Look at my big sword, say it again, who wants to kill the master?"

Those academies instantly shut up, and some of the people who were not firm in their beliefs decisively put away their fierce expressions, and then pointed to the seniors without hesitation.

The senior's face turned white, and he said tremblingly: "I...... I want to reason with him, and I can't slander Master Famu!"

Bang dang!

The forty-meter knife smashed in front of the senior, and a furrow was split on the floor, and the senior was so frightened that his legs and feet were weak, and his pants were wet......

Others subconsciously retreated, not daring to step forward.

Seeing that everyone's anger was almost gone, Fang Zheng slowly put down the teacup and said, "Donors, if you have something to say, why shout and kill." ”

"Yes, yes, the master is right, that ...... Do you think you can let us go?" Lu Qing was really frightened, he was not a believer, so he naturally retreated in the face of difficulties and saved his life.

Jiang Yumeng also nodded as if the chicken pecked rice.

Fang Zheng smiled at the two of them, and then said to everyone: "Donors, you should also want to leave, right?"

Everyone nodded subconsciously.

Fang Zheng said: "Then disperse, as for what you saw in the dream, whether it is true or not, you donors are free to know in the future." Don't tell anyone else what happened in your dream, otherwise, the poor monk's 40-meter sword protector will come into your dream at any time. ”

When everyone heard this, their faces turned pale with fright.

Murder in a dream?

This is too terrible, you can't prevent it, and there is nowhere to escape!

So they nodded again and again, indicating that they would never say anything to the outside world.

After getting everyone's assurance, Fang Zheng waved his hand, and everyone suddenly felt that something fell on the roof of the shed, and when they looked up, they saw that the roof of the shed was shattered, and a big hand fell from the sky, which was the rhythm of slapping everyone into meat puree!

Everyone exclaimed in surprise and fled to the side, their dreams shattered......

At the same time, the whole building was filled with the thud of people falling out of bed, and then waking up from nightmares, screaming one after another.

There was a dead silence as soon as everyone shut up, then looked at each other in surprise, tried to say something several times, but finally didn't say anything.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

Of course, it is not absolute, for example, for some people, the quality of sleep this night is still good, such as a certain unscrupulous monk......

Chen Long sat in the room, looking at the two monks who had occupied his bed, with a helpless wry smile, but more than that, he was grateful.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, everything seemed to be back to normal, and everyone was doing their usual things step by step, but every time they did it, they couldn't completely calm down.

At least not to be fully immersed in it as much as it used to be.

Even when I looked at Master Famu, there was a lack of complete trust and worship in the depths of my eyes.

More often than not, everyone is observing Master Famu and the female assistant, wanting to see something from them.

"When a person is deified, or liked by you, all his shortcomings are strengths. The greedy lover is called cute, and the greedy enemy is called a fat pig...... So, the first thing we need to do is to peel off the aura and cloak of God. When a person is suspicious of you, they will carefully observe you, look for flaws, and let the shortcomings be infinitely magnified...... This is called, there is no excuse for the sin that you want to add? There is always a reason. Fang Zheng laughed.

The red boy said, "Master, can you do it with just a dream?"

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "The poor monk is not just letting them dream, just opening a little opening in their hearts, and when they look at problems, they will not blindly follow them." As for how much they can see, that's their business...... However, the poor monk believed that as long as he was not a fool, the gap would get bigger and bigger. In the world, even saints have shortcomings. It's just that the saint is not afraid of being found in his shortcomings, but only afraid of being covered up. On the contrary, the wolf in sheep's clothing is not afraid of being covered, but afraid of being revealed!"

"Master, looking at Master Famu's performance, it seems that he doesn't know what he dreamed about last night. Long Chen said in a low voice.

Fang Zheng nodded and said: "Dreams, some people remember it, some people can't remember it, isn't it normal?"

Chen Long was dumbfounded...... He found that Fa Mu and the others seemed to be pitted.

Fang Zheng smiled and turned to leave.

In the next few days, Fang Zheng kept guiding everyone into a dream, constantly experiencing the scene of Master Famu running away with money.

Moreover, instead of having such a dream once a night, I repeat it, and the more times I go on!

At first, everyone was still screaming against it, not wanting to see it.

But after a long time, I became numb, and then I couldn't bear it a little.

"Master, are you anti-brainwashing?" asked the red boy.

Fang Zheng laughed and said, "No, the poor monk is disgusting them." ”

Red Child: "......"

The same dream for a week in a row, everyone was a little unbearable.

Finally, on this day, Li Qing took the lead in speaking: "Master, what are you going to do? I am about to vomit when I dream this every day!"

The others complained: "Master, let us go." ”

"Master, can we have something else?"

"Master, every time I take off my pants over there, I wake up from my dream, and if I continue like this, I will wilt. ”

……

Hearing the conversation that gradually began to become out of tune, Fang Zheng smiled with satisfaction.

In the past, when these people mentioned Master Famu, they immediately scolded Fang Zheng, or wanted to beat him. Now, it can be ridiculed, which shows that Famu's status in their hearts is getting lower and lower...... At least, not as before, untouchable. They're starting to have their own ideas, and that's a good thing......

So Fang Zheng said: "You really don't want to have this dream?"