Fang Zheng directly took out the 10,000 yuan that Song Xianhe invested from the pile of money, then handed it to Song Xianhe and said: "Amitabha, this money has too much karma and the poor monk cannot accept it. The donor should take it back.
As for your father's illness, please bring him to the mountain. If the poor monk can be cured, he will naturally take action. If not, then you should take your father to the mountain for some fun."
When Song Xianhe heard this, he was immediately stunned. He had traveled all over the country and visited countless temples, large and small, but he had never seen a monk take out the money from the merit box and return it! But after being stunned,
With a kind of humiliated anger, he frowned and said: "President Fangzheng, what does this mean? What do you mean my money has heavy karma?"
Fang Zheng looked at the angry Song Xianhe and said calmly: "Donor, the sea of suffering is boundless, but once you turn around, you will reach the shore."
When Song Xianhe heard this, he felt uncomfortable all over, especially his wolf-like eyes. He had always been invincible in the past and could crush the other person with just one glance. But this time it was different. No matter how hard he tried,
He made his eyes more fierce, facing Fang Zheng's eyes that were like a sea of stars, but still couldn't stir up any waves.
Song Xianhe said: "President Fang Zheng, as a monk, why do you have to go round and round? If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."
When Fang Zheng heard this, the child really couldn't shed tears without seeing the coffin. In this case, Fang Zheng didn't go around and said directly: "Donor, the origin of this money is not honest, and it is stained with too many sins. This
The poor monk cannot reap the money he sows, and he cannot afford it."
Hearing this, Song Xianhe broke out in cold sweat on his forehead and stared at Fang Zheng fiercely. Originally, he thought that what Fang Zheng said was Fang Zheng's trick, so he asked again and again. In the end, Fang Zheng said such words.
Come on, it immediately gave him a creepy feeling!
He was sure that this was the first time he climbed Yizhi Mountain and saw Fang Zheng for the first time. How did he know that the source of his money was dirty?
If Fang Zheng really knew his true identity... When he thought of what he had done, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and he snorted coldly: "You monk can really make things up, I don't understand what you are talking about.
Pretend to be crazy and act stupid, even if the disease is not cured!"
After saying that, Song Xianhe turned around and left. I don't know why, he was not afraid of life or death, but he felt afraid when facing this monk! It was as if this monk could see through everything about him at a glance...
"Master, just let him go like this?" Monkey asked in confusion.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "What else? Although the poor monk knows that he is not a good person, he needs evidence to arrest him. Do you have any evidence?"
The monkey is dumb, evidence? Where can he find evidence?
Fang Zheng patted the water surface of Tianlong Pond and whispered: "Keep an eye on him, see where he goes, and tell the poor monk."
The salted fish at the bottom nodded immediately and followed.
Although Song Xianhe went down the mountain, he still had a vague feeling in his heart, constantly thinking: What does the monk know? He probably knows nothing, otherwise the police would have been called, and would he have let me go down the mountain? Probably.
Like this... I felt guilty first, that must be the case.
Thinking of this, Song Xianhe let out a long breath and walked much faster. After a while, he reached the foot of the mountain, then walked out of the village and came to an RV. He opened the door and went in. There was a man lying inside.
The elderly are taken care of by doctors and nurses.
When the doctor and nurse saw Song Xianhe, they greeted him at the same time.
Song Xianhe thought for a while and said to the bald man standing outside: "Third brother, get ready and take dad up the mountain later."
"Fangzheng promised to treat Dad? Didn't he say no... ahem, it seems like he just said it, haha." The bald head said with a smile.
At this time, the flat-headed man sitting in the passenger seat of the cab poked his head out and said with a smile: "What is a good person? What is a bad person? Everyone has a different definition of this thing. We brothers just live for a living...right, brother
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"Okay, you're just talking nonsense. Fang Zheng didn't say anything about helping dad treat his illness. He just asked me to take dad up to see if he can be cured." Song Xianhe said.
"Fuck, he doesn't even know if it can be cured, so he asked us to carry people up? Doesn't he know how high the mountain is? Brother, are you paying less?" The third child touched his bald head and said with an unhappy look on his face.
"Where did you come from with so much nonsense? Move people!" Song Xianhe scolded angrily. The third child smiled, jumped into the car, and cooperated with the doctor and Song Xianhe to lift the old man out.
These three people moved very quickly and went straight to the top of the mountain without looking at other doctors. When the other doctors saw this, they frowned. They couldn't trust them! Some people wanted to go up to ask and see what was going on, but they were stopped by Old Sanyi.
A fierce look frightened him back.
Soon, the three men carried the old man to the gate of Yizhi Temple.
When Fang Zheng saw Song Xianhe coming back, he was also stunned. What he said before was so obvious. This guy dared to come back. This was because he didn't believe that he had seen something, or because he was an expert and was brave. He really wasn't afraid that Fang Zheng would just take it away.
Got him?
At this time, the monkey whispered: "What kind of son is what kind of father. If the son is not a good person, the father must not be a good bird either."
Fang Zheng raised his hand and gave him a shudder, scolding him: "How many times have I told you, don't jump to conclusions easily without clear investigation."
After saying that, Fang Zheng opened his eyes and looked at the old man. As a result, Fang Zheng let out a subconscious sigh.
"President Fang Zheng, what's wrong?" Song Xianhe stepped forward and asked.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "It's okay, is he really your father?"
The reason why Fang Zheng asked this was because the old man's whole body was covered with golden light of merit! Only a little black energy flowed under the golden light. This was exactly the opposite of Song Xianhe's body, which was heavy in evil and had little merit, so Fang Zheng subconsciously asked
This problem occurred.
At the same time, Fang Zheng also glanced at the second and third children. The bodies of these two people were also pitch black, but there was a golden light shining inside, exactly the same as Song Xianhe.
Hearing Fang Zheng's question, Lao San was unhappy and said angrily: "Monk, what are you talking about? This is not our father, could it be your father?"
"Third brother!" Song Xianhe shouted loudly before Fang Zheng responded.
The third child seemed to be very afraid of Song Xianhe and immediately shut up, but still looked at Fang Zheng with some dissatisfaction.
Fang Zheng was not angry either. Although the third child's words were not pleasant to listen to, the care behind them was extremely clear. Obviously, the relationship between father and son holds a very important position in his heart and no one is allowed to doubt it.
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk just said the wrong thing, I'm sorry."
Hearing Fang Zheng's apology, Lao San was obviously stunned for a moment. He touched his bald head and said, "I can't stand people like you. What I just said was not nice, so don't mind."
Fang Zheng nodded slightly and ignored this rough man.