At this time, Ouyang Fenghua said: "Brother, please don't be angry. Can I see your ticket?"
"What are you looking at?! Didn't I show it to you? Leave me alone!" The man glared and shouted directly. Only then did he realize that the person speaking was a beautiful woman, so his voice became softer and he turned around.
He glared at Fang Zheng and said, "What are you looking at?" This man was like a barrel of dynamite, anyone who touched it would explode.
Fang Zheng wanted to speak several times, but was glared back. Fang Zheng shook his head helplessly, stepped away, and stood aside without saying a word.
Seeing this, Hong Hai'er and Ouyang Fenghua both felt that Fang Zheng was aggrieved. Hong Hai'er asked in a low voice anyway: "Master, what should I do? Your seat is occupied, how about you sit with me? Or, I throw him out.
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Fang Zheng rubbed Hong Boy's head and said, "Jing Xin, you are a monk. Don't think about killing people all day long. It's not good."
"Oh..." Hong Boy curled his lips disapprovingly, not taking it seriously at all.
Ouyang Fenghua also said: "Master, why don't you take my seat? I'll be fine if I stand for a while."
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "No, wait a moment, the donor will get off the car and he will have a seat."
Ouyang Fenghua couldn't help but ask: "Where will he get off? Is it close?"
The man suddenly raised his head and sneered: "I'm at the finish line."
Ouyang Fenghua looked at Fang Zheng, who smiled and said: "Okay, donor, sit down quickly, the car is about to leave. Donor, you'd better take a look at the ticket before talking."
The man rolled his eyes at Fang Zheng and said, "What are you looking at? My seat is my seat, no matter how many times you look at it, it will be my seat!"
While the man was talking, the train began to close.
Ouyang Fenghua had no choice but to take Red Boy and sit down. Perhaps because he was next to the beautiful woman, the man was in a good mood and deliberately moved inside. Ouyang Fenghua frowned and hid inside.
The man didn't take it seriously, but glanced at Fang Zheng proudly.
Fang Zheng just smiled faintly. After the train drove for a while, the conductor came over and said, "Mr., please show us your ticket."
The conductor walked over and checked the tickets. The man looked back and said with a smile: "Monk, it's very troublesome to use fake tickets to get on the train."
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and replied: "Thank you, donor, for reminding me."
Ouyang Fenghua looked at the man's proud look and became even more disgusted. He subconsciously wanted to say something for Fang Zheng, but was stopped by Fang Zheng. Ouyang Fenghua just felt too aggrieved. He pouted and turned to look out the window.
Out of sight, out of mind.
The man was even more proud. At this moment, the conductor came, and the beautiful female conductor said gently: "Sir, please show me your ticket."
The man smiled and took out the ticket, handed it over, and then...
"Sir, is this your ticket?" The conductor looked at the man in surprise.
The man said: "Yes, is there a problem?"
"Sir, you seem to be on the wrong train." The conductor looked at the man sympathetically.
The man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, grabbed the ticket, and looked over.
Ouyang Fenghua and Honghaier also took a peek at it secretly and saw it said, Gu Lin to Dajin!
Ouyang Fenghua and Honghaier suddenly laughed...
The man asked: "Where is this car going?"
"The destination is Harbin." the conductor said.
"Stop, stop, I want to get off!" The man was anxious. He had something urgent to go to Otsu, and the customer was waiting. This time, it's okay. He was sitting in the wrong direction. If he missed it, his order would probably be lost!
"Sorry, sir, the train has already left. You can only get off at the next stop and transfer." The conductor said helplessly.
"Next stop? How long until the next stop?"
"An hour and a half."
The man burst into tears immediately. He was bound to be late!
However, misfortunes never come singly. The conductor continued: "Also, sir, please make up your ticket. The total is..."
The man could no longer hear clearly. When he came to his senses, a monk in white came to him and said with a smile: "Donor, can you give up your seat?"
At that moment, the man felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a dead fly. Then he saw the monk, took out a ticket and placed it in front of him. It clearly said on it that Go to Tanzhong from Gulin, and the seat is 9b!
"Sir, please give up your seat to this mage." The flight attendant also spoke.
The man stared at Fang Zheng unwillingly, remembering what Fang Zheng said before: "I will give up my seat in a moment." He suddenly realized, and shouted: "You already knew this, right? You deliberately tricked me, right?! You fucking bastard
Egg!"
Fang Zheng said helplessly: "Donor, the poor monk reminded you and asked you to look at the tickets, but you didn't. Now you blame the poor monk again? Amitabha... It's hard to be a good person."
Many people saw the farce here. At first they thought someone had bought fake tickets, but they came to their senses now.
Someone immediately shouted: "Shut up! The mage comes up and talks to you nicely. You yell when you open your mouth, blow your beard and stare at your eyes. You are such a piss-poor. It's okay if you don't get beaten. Mage
You have a good temper, and I remind you to check the tickets. It's a good thing that you are just thinking about picking up girls! You deserve it!"
"That's right! We can all see it clearly, but you still have the nerve to blame others?"
Everyone started shouting, and the man suddenly became frightened. With his head hanging down, the conductor took him aside to pay for his ticket. He was too embarrassed to go back to the carriage again...
After the man left, Fang Zheng sat down.
When Ouyang Fenghua and Honghaier saw this, they immediately laughed.
Red Boy chuckled and said, "Master, I knew you were a bad guy!"
Boom!
Fang Zheng raised his hand and hit Hong Boy's head with a bang. The guy was not afraid of the pain and still smiled evilly. Fang Zheng reprimanded: "I am a good person as a teacher, don't talk nonsense."
Red Boy, who knew Fang Zheng well, curled his lips in disapproval. Fang Zheng was indeed a good person, but he was definitely not a master-level, good old guy! He also had the bad boy gene in his bones!
After Fang Zheng finished training Red Boy, the old god was sitting there, and then he heard Ouyang Fenghua whisper: "Master, you are really a bad guy, haha..."
Fang Zheng was speechless for a moment. What did he do? He had kindly reminded the other party, okay? He was ungrateful and blamed him? Amitabha made a fool of himself! Not happy!
At this moment, Hong Hai'er pulled Fangzheng's clothes and asked, "Master, what you did is not in line with the image of an eminent monk. Isn't it said that eminent monks cannot fight back or retaliate when scolded?"
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes at Hong Boy and said, "Then what's wrong with you?"
Hong Hai'er was stunned. He was caught by the Bodhisattva. It seemed... This didn't quite fit the image of an eminent monk!
Fang Zheng said to Red Boy: "No matter what other people think, the poor monk believes that good people are rewarded and bad people are punished. This is the way of cause and effect. Of course, there are also bad people who can be saved and those who cannot be saved, ordinary bad people and great evil people.
The person just now is not a bad person, but he has a bad temper because he got on the wrong bus, was reminded by others, and didn’t know it yet, wasting time, and losing something is the result. Therefore, you should do more good deeds in the future and be more kind to others.
When you encounter something, calm down first, watch, listen, and think, and then make a decision, got it?"