The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

When Fang was ready, Tang Shi suddenly called out, "Master, I forgot to tell you. I'm interviewing on my behalf this time.

When Founder heard it, he suddenly sweated on the forehead and broadcast live? He's never played this! It's really dim. Fortunately, he had a countermeasure and smiled, "Amitabha."

This was a response and we could start, so the reporters started asking questions one by one.

"Founder Abbot, how did you get in with Wang Dayou's incident? Didn't the police stop you at the time?" A reporter asked.

Founder smiled: "The poor monk walked in, and the police did not stop me."

"Founder Abbot, why didn't the police stop you? Have you communicated before?" The reporter continued to ask.

Founder shook his head and said, "The poor monk is not clear, maybe, I didn't see it."

At the same time, in Tang Shi ’s butterfly live room, the pan fry instantly.

"I Cao, does this monk lie and not draft? He is so bright in white, who can't see?"

"That is, especially with a moving light bulb. How blind is the police to see him?"

"Weakly ask, who is this monk? The person is handsome and the background is pretty."

"You don't know him? Uh, it looks like I don't know too well. Explain downstairs ..."

"This man is the Founder of the One Finger Mountain and One Finger Temple. This monk is a god. You search the Internet for his deeds. Quite a lot. I ca n’t explain a lot ..."

As soon as this person said, many people were curious to search. I do n’t know, I was shocked at the sight, what a reed crossing the river, Wang Dayou incident, a movie cameo, what Li Xueying visited, and some came out. For a while, everyone didn't discuss the news anymore, they started to talk about Founder, and they talked about Yizhi Mountain and Yizhi Temple.

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And when the news turned on the computer to watch the live broadcast, the policemen who handled the case had a dark face collectively, and they really wanted to stand up and shout, "We really didn't see it!"

But in the end, I thought that my own lie had been spilled, and it was hard for me to expose it. So one by one chose to shut up, but everyone looked at Founder's eyes with countless eccentricities, and the comment also became: "This monk is not authentic. He obviously entered in another way, but let us betray him."

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The reporters heard Fang Zheng say this, but they were also a little speechless, but after thinking about it, they thought of the fact that the commander in chief had let Fang Zheng go by default.

So this thing is over ...

Tang Shi asked: "Founder Abbot, at the most shocking wedding yesterday, Chen Danian suddenly stood up, do you know?"

Founder nodded and said, "I know."

Tang Shi continued to ask, "Listening to Chen Danian, he came to Yizhishan for medical treatment, and you cured his leg. How did you do that, in three days, you can recover someone who has lame for several years? What about? "

Founder thought for a while and thought, "The poor monk just asked him to pick up water, nothing to help him massage his legs, do acupuncture or anything. In fact, he didn't do much."

After hearing this, the reporters' brains were black, and the heart said: This monk is not kind! Is he lying without a brain, or does he think we have no brains?

The audience felt similar, shouting, this monk is not authentic.

The reporters did not give up. One of the male reporters asked, "So, can you tell us about Chen Danian's condition medically?"

At this point, many reporters secretly gave a thumbs up, this is a good question! Fang is not bragging, talking about it, depending on how he answers. Answered professionally, naturally no problem. If the answer is incorrect? Huh ...

The reporters looked at Fang Zheng with a smirk, one by one, and wanted to see the flustered look on Fang Zheng's face. However, instead of flustering, Fang Zheng laughed!

Founder didn't answer their questions, but instead turned back: "Jingxin, bring a chair."

As soon as the red baby heard it, he ran to it, took a chair and placed it behind the founder's ass. When Fang Zheng sat down, Jingxin stood beside him, like a boy. Master and apprentice together, Master is handsome, apprentice Meng, and with that beautiful background, not just reporters taking pictures there. The audience in the broadcast room also began to take pictures ...

Some people even said, "Although this bald is not kind, this little apprentice is so cute!"

"Uh-huh, it's true, people are not stingy, but they look really good."

"My mother drooled ..."

"Get out of here, lick the screen ..."

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Founder glanced at the red child and touched his head and said, "Go get a maza, too."

The red baby looked at Fang Zheng and saw Fang Zheng's calm eyes with a smirk. With his understanding, he knew that someone was going to be unlucky!

Just then, Jing Yan suddenly raised her hand and said, "Founder Abbot, can you borrow a stool?"

Jing Yan had contacted Fang exactly many times. Although Fang was a **** monk in her heart, she was definitely not a monk! A monk is a magical monk, a high monk is a Buddhist monk who has settled in meditation and has a broad heart! Fang was in Jing Yan's eyes, a magical monk. Although magical, his character is like a big boy next door, with a little badness in the sun and his heart. This little bad is not the bad of the wicked, but a lovely bad. Based on her understanding, she knew that the stool was definitely not taken for nothing, so she hurriedly applied.

The other reporters didn't know Fang Zheng's intentions. They carried cameras and raised microphones one by one. Seeing Fang Zheng's grind is just not answering questions.

The male reporter was anxious and asked, "Founder Abbot, can you answer the question?"

Founder smiled: "Amitabha, don't worry, wait until you are ready before answering."

The male reporter rolled his eyes. What was about to say, a gust of northwest wind blew through him, and he took a snoring. Subconsciously tightened the down jacket, the heart said: Can you not rush? Who wouldn't want to finish the interview earlier and go back to the fire comfortably?

Fortunately, the red baby came and went like a wind, and Jing Yan was also a stride meteor, so the two returned soon.

The red baby took his pony and carried a large stool. Jing Yan took two chairs and followed.

The reporters just noticed that the materials of the stool, chair, and Mazza seemed not so ordinary! Seems to be made by the famous Hanzhan, and the appearance is very good! Thinking of the price of Hanzhu increased with the increase of the product's geometric multiples, the eyes became bright. Xin said, "This monk is really rich ..."

The red baby lowered Ma Zha and sat down nicely, while Jing Yan lowered the chair and sat one by herself, letting the photographer Lao Miao sit one. Then he handed the red child to Tang Shi. At first Tang Shi was afraid of the cold and didn't sit, but after thinking about it, he sat down.

Fang Zheng glanced at it, but did not expect that Jing Yan and Tang Shi had a good relationship.

Seeing everyone sitting down, Fang Zheng coughed his throat twice and said, "Since everyone asked, the poor monk will simply talk about it. In fact, the key to Chen Shizhu's illness lies in plugging ... # ￥% # ……"