Such a rich monk sits in an ordinary cabin? Such a powerful monk looks like a child?

But when he thought of Fang Zheng's evaluation on the Internet, he was silent instantly, as if these things seemed nothing unusual to Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng really didn't think much about Ba Song, he leaned on the window, looked at the scenery outside, and said, "The place is quite big, but the scenery is quite poor." ”

As soon as these words came out, the young man subconsciously stepped on the brakes, and at the same time, he almost didn't take a breath, and he couldn't help but say: "Master, this is Babu Lane Manor, which is one of the few most luxurious manors in Hanoi. The scenery you see is designed by international masters. ”

When Fang Zheng heard this, he remembered that he had talked about other people's pain points, so he folded his hands and said with a smile: "Amitabha, hehe, I see, it's a poor monk who has no knowledge." ”

As a result, as soon as these words came out, the young man completely stepped on the brakes and said with a crying voice: "Master, I was wrong, don't you tease me, okay?"

Fang Zheng was dumbfounded, he didn't know what was wrong with him, the front was the truth, and the back was that he felt that he was really wrong, even if he didn't agree, he couldn't say that kind of thing in front of the owner, it seemed too disrespectful, so he apologized euphemistically.

As a result, why is this child almost scared and crying?

Ba Song on the side understood it, and said with a smile: "Master, you are their honored guest." He's just an errand boy, and you apologize to him, he can't afford it. This is in YN, in this kind of big family, if it is rumored to be out, he will not want to do this job. Here, your status is high, right is right, wrong is right. Well...... This kind of place is a place that is not reasonable, but about status. ”

When Fang Zheng heard this, he frowned and said, "That's it, then the donor should turn around." ”

"Master, I didn't do anything, why do I have to lose my head?" the young man really cried......

Fang Zheng was completely speechless, and hurriedly said: "I asked you to turn the head of the car, the poor monk was born poor, but he can't stand this kind of place where people are divided into three, six, nine and so on." Don't worry, no one will blame you, Jing Yan's side, the poor monk told him. ”

"How can this work? Miss let us take care of you, as long as you don't get angry, I'll take you to see the room." You can rest assured, absolutely quiet, beautiful...... "The young man also understood, although the other party is very young, but he is really a master, at least this simplicity is very similar to the real master." He hurriedly drove forward, as if he was afraid that Fang Zheng would run away......

Fang Zheng was speechless for a while, but he had already made up his mind, so naturally he would not follow the young man. Smiled slightly, pushed the car door, and greeted Ba Song.

Ba Song was still in a daze, because he saw the young man playing with the steering wheel in the air...... Looking at Fang Zheng again, Ba Song remembered those policemen. Respectfully folded his hands and followed, and then the two walked away easily.

At the same time, Fang Zheng called Jing Yan and told the other party that he had jumped out of the car, don't blame the poor young man, he just wanted to go around with his friends. Then Fang Zheng hung up the phone, and at that moment, he seemed to hear someone roaring on the other side of the phone......

The young man who drove the car was named Wang Can, and he was very depressed and confused at the same time, and he couldn't figure out at all how Fang Zheng had left! And why was he still in the same place after driving for half a day? But he was still a little afraid, and he was afraid that he would lose his job.

"The eldest sister said that it is okay to make up for the merits, and make up for the merits...... I'm fighting!" Wang Can stomped his foot, got into the car, and walked away with one foot on the accelerator.

At the same time, in a European-style villa not far away, a man put his hands in his pockets and raised his eyebrows: "That's the car of Huaxia Jing's Group, right?"

"Yes, sir. A housekeeper of Country Y stood respectfully on the side.

"Go and check and see what kind of guests they have received, and they have sent them here. The man said.

If Ba Song was here, he would definitely recognize that this person was the man in the suit who ordered him to be arrested, Ruan Tianxing!

"Sir, we haven't started a war with the Jing group yet, so it's time to check on their people......" The housekeeper hesitated a little.

"It's okay, it's just checking, did you do anything to them. Besides, this is our territory,"

Jing Yan's arrangement is of course good, and Fang Zheng doesn't like that kind of luxurious place, in Fang Zheng's view, either he doesn't enter the red dust, or he has to wander outside the red dust, so why enter the red dust? This is the original words of the Zen master of one finger, but in the memory of Fangzheng, the one finger Zen master seems to have never entered the world in his life, and even if he goes down the mountain, he only goes to other temples to go around.

Therefore, Fang Zheng has always been unable to figure it out, why does a Zen master sigh so much?

The only thing that made Fang Zheng a little uncomfortable was those flowers and plants, as if every grass and tree was full of embarrassment, and he was uncomfortable to watch.

On the contrary, after walking out of the manor, it was much more comfortable to look at the real, uninhibited, and artificially labeled things in front of me.

"Master, where are you going now?" asked Ba Song in a low voice.

Fang Zheng thought for a while and said, "Go to Faxiang Temple, do you know where it is?"

Ba Song nodded and said, "I don't know, but someone knows, come with me." ”

After saying that, Ba Song took a taxi, and Ba Song spoke fluent local dialect and said something to the taxi driver, and then the taxi driver folded his hands together and went straight to Faxiang Temple.

Turning on, Ba Song often looked back, and Fang Zheng asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"

"See if anyone is following us. "Ba Song is a serious way.

Fang Zheng said: "Do you see what?"

Ba Song's head shook like a rattle, and said: "I'm just a martial arts practitioner, not a spy, I learned from TV." However, it doesn't seem to be of much use, there are so many cars that I can't remember which one is which. ”

Fang Zheng smiled: "Then don't look at it, no one is coming." Do you really think this is the plot of a TV series? You have been away for so long, people think you are dead, and they will still stare at you 24 hours a day. What's more, after so many years, your beard is not so easy to recognize. ”

Ba Song thought about it, it was he who thought about things too complicated, smiled bitterly, and rested on the back of the chair with peace of mind.

Contrary to what Fang Zheng thought, Faxiang Temple is not outside the city of Hanoi, but in the very center of the city, on the edge of Hoan Kiem Lake!

Pa Song stood below, looking up at the 36-storey high-rise building, and exclaimed: "On the edge of Hoan Kiem Lake, such a high-rise building is not common. The people who can build temples on it are not ordinary people.

Founder doesn't know about YN country, but the 36th floor is in Huaxia, which is definitely not high.

Ba Song seemed to see Fang Zheng's doubts, and said: "It's not high in Huaxia, but it's already a high-rise building in Hanoi." Of course, it's not the highest, it's average. The tallest in Hanoi is the 72-storey Jing Nam Building, where I lived back then. Speaking of this, it seemed to evoke the sad memory of Ba Song, sighed, and stopped talking.