Fang Zheng took a step forward every time he said a word, and said one hundred and thirty-four words in one breath, that is, one hundred and thirty-four steps! Every step was just right, as if stepping on the man's heartbeat node! Fang Zheng's words were sonorous and powerful, and they were loud and loud, and word by word were like hammers, smashing on the man's heart!

And the man, who was already empty-hearted, was taken by Fang Zheng, and instantly gained the upper hand of the momentum, and then like the huge waves of the sea, he pushed to the climax step by step, wave after wave of momentum, and frantically hit the door wall of his soul.

At that moment, he was scared and subconsciously retreated!

I saw Fang Zheng step forward, he took a step back! With one hundred and thirty-four words, the last word fell!

The man really thought that he had scolded all the monks for food, his heart was weak, his feet were weak, and he knelt in front of Fang Zheng with a puff!

When he knelt down, he suddenly came back to his senses and said to himself, "No!

He raised his head and was about to say something, but when he saw the monk who was still indignant just now, he suddenly smiled at him and said, "Donor, kneel if you know your mistakes, ...... behaved."

Burst!

After hearing that obedient voice, the man was depressed under the pressure of Fangzheng's momentum before, and stimulated by the sound of countless ridicule around him, coupled with Ruan Tianxing's eyes of looking at the dead, he directly spurted out a mouthful of old blood, turning into red smoke in the sky!

Fang Zheng hurriedly stepped back and said, "Amitabha, the donor repented with blood, and the poor monk obeyed." ”

When the man heard this, he scolded angrily: "You poor monk, your mouth is powerful, but you say that you are a poor ghost!"

Before the words fell, I heard a shout from the other side: "Who said that the master is a poor monk?"

As he spoke, a roar of motors sounded, and then a series of supercars rushed over, followed by a Rolls-Royce team, followed by an extended version of the Rolls-Royce!

As soon as the convoy appeared, everyone subconsciously retreated and made way for the convoy!

And the luxury car, which originally looked quite dazzling, was instantly eclipsed in front of the team!

The taxi driver, who had been sending Fang Zheng to come and had not left yet, was still watching the excitement when he saw this battle, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly moved the car, and exclaimed at the same time: "My God, I really pulled a high monk who can enter Faxiang Mountain! Haha...... I'm going to buy a lottery ticket when I get back!"

Then this guy hurriedly ran away, lest the monk remember his previous sneering picture and settle accounts with him.

The convoy slowly stopped behind Fang Zheng, and then, a man walked over respectfully, bowed to Fang Zheng and said, "Master Fang Zheng, you are a living Buddha in China, and your status is respected. You don't like the tricks of mortals, but sometimes, it's easy to get a ghost out of it without it. ”

The person who came was the man who picked up Fangzheng before, Wang Can!

Fang Zheng didn't expect Wang Can to come, and he didn't expect that this guy would come in such a timely manner!

Fang Zheng really didn't think that it was just a seminar, and it would need so much packaging! Although he didn't like it, he had to say that Wang Can was right! Sometimes, some things are not necessary, but when there are none, it is indeed easy to attract ghosts!

Fang Zheng smiled and said: "It's okay, the poor monk is a monk, and when he encounters a ghost, he will directly exceed it." Lord Ruan, is what the poor monk said right?"

"Hmph!" "What can Ruan Tianxing say now? Say that he can't pick up his face and throw it away!

The kneeling man quickly got up, chased after him and asked, "Boss, aren't you going in?"

"Get out!" Ruan Tianxing's stomach was full of anger and threw it on the other party. He just said before that he can't enter without an invitation, and now that he doesn't have an invitation, what can he take to get in?

"Shhhhh

Ruan Tianxing's pace of departure was faster.

"Haha, I know that the crooked master can't be provoked, whoever provokes is unlucky!"

"Living Buddha, if you want to fight with the Living Buddha, you don't look at how many catties and taels you have. ”

"Hey......

When Fang Zheng heard these words, he waved his hand to everyone, which was regarded as a greeting, and then said to the two security personnel: "Two donors, now, can the poor monk go in?"

"Master, please inside. The two security guards stepped aside and made an inviting gesture.

Fang Zheng naturally held his head high, and walked into Faxiang Mountain with a confused but extremely excited Ba Song.

At this moment, a YN reporter shouted, "Which of you has a photo of the founder getting off the bus?

"No...... Deleted!"

"Damn, mine was deleted too!"

"Damn, just this picture is the whole news!"

……

"I have it!" exclaimed a Chinese reporter.

As a result, the next moment, a group of reporters called out.

"Big brother, divide one, I'll give the money. ”

"I'll give it too!"

……

"Not for sale!" the reporter laughed and ran away. Behind him was a scolding voice......

At this moment, Fangzheng has walked into the Faxiang Mountain, the interior of the Faxiang Mountain is a hotel, the decoration of the hotel is antique, quite a bit of Zen, but there is no copy of the temple. After all, some people are still not used to living in temples.

The hotel is like a pyramid, but different from the pyramid, through a straight corridor directly to the center, but in the center is not a bar, but a gossip mirror. The Bagua Mirror corresponds to eight doors and eight elevators, leading to the top floor.

Standing in the middle, Fang Zheng found that the decoration style of Faxiang Mountain was different on each floor! The first floor was the style of the YN country, then the style of Buddhism, and then the style of Xianxia, the style of martial arts, the style of Western magic, and the style of heaven...... Wait a minute.

There are even many themed elements inside, such as Shanghai Tang, the Arc de Triomphe, the Eiffel Tower, and many more......

On each floor, facing the fence in the middle, there is an idol of a god, or a statue of a sage.

From the bottom up, you can see famous people from the East and the West, such as the Chinese Founding Father, the Western poet Victor Hugo, etc. Upwards are gradually pushed to ancient times, the emperors of all parties, ancient saints and so on. Further up are the gods, Buddhas, and heavenly gods. All of them are lifelike, without exception, overlooking the very center of the earth! As if standing in the middle of the gossip, it is equivalent to being looked directly at by the gods of the sky and the ancient and modern sages!

That feeling is definitely not good, but anyone who does something wrong, if the psychological quality is almost good, I am afraid that they will kneel on the spot.

That kind of pressure from another time and space is really awkward.

"No wonder no one is staying here, standing here, it's like being watched by the gods, it's so uncomfortable. Ba Song muttered, glancing at the incomparably natural and comfortable Fangzheng: "Master, why are you so relaxed? Looking at your appearance, it doesn't seem to feel awkward at all." ”