Such a rich monk was sitting in economy class? Such an impressive monk looked like a child?
But the moment he thought of the evaluations of Fangzheng on the Internet, he instantly fell silent. It was as though such things weren't anything strange to Fangzheng.
Fangzheng really didn't think as much as Ong. He leaned against the window and looked at the scenery outside. He smacked his lips and said, "It's quite a big place, but the scenery is rather bad."
The moment that was said, the young man subconsciously slammed on the brakes. At the same time, he nearly fainted! He couldn't help but say, "Master, this is Baburong Manor, one of the few most luxurious manors in Hanoi. The sceneries you see were all designed by an international master. "
When Fangzheng heard that, he realized that he had touched a sore spot. Hence, he pressed his palms together and smiled. "Amitabha. Heh heh, so that's how it is. This Penniless Monk was ignorant."
The moment that was said, the young man slammed on the brakes and said with a sobbing tone, "Master, I was wrong. Can you stop teasing me?"
Fangzheng was left speechless, completely at a loss as to what he had done wrong. He had been speaking the truth in the beginning, but he felt that he was truly wrong later on. Even if he didn't agree with it, he shouldn't have said such things in front of the host. It would appear disrespectful, so he had tactfully apologized.
But why did the child end up crying from fright?
By the side, Ong understood as he chuckled. "Master, you are their esteemed guest. He's only an errand boy. He can't afford to apologize to him. In Vietnam, in such a large family clan, if this were to spread, he can forget about keeping his job. Here, your standing is high. Being right is right, and being wrong is also right. Hmm … Such a place isn't about reason, but status. "
Fangzheng frowned when he heard that. "Is that so? Patron, turn around."
"Master, I didn't do anything. Why do I have to lose my head?" The young man really cried.
Fangzheng was rendered completely speechless as he hurriedly said, "I'm getting you to turn around. This Penniless Monk comes from a poor background, and this Penniless Monk can't stand such a place where people are categorized. Don't worry. No one will blame you. This Penniless Monk will speak to Jing Yan. "
"Ah? How can that be? Miss told us to take good care of you. As long as you don't get angry, it'll be fine. I'll bring you to your room. Don't worry, she's absolutely quiet and beautiful … "The young man also understood. Although the other party was very young, he was really a Master. At the very least, this simplicity was very similar to a real Master. Although Fangzheng was very young, he was truly a master.
He hurriedly drove forward, afraid that Fangzheng would run away. He smiled, pushed open the car door, and called out to Ong.
Ong was still in a daze because he saw the young man fiddling with the steering wheel while facing the air. When he looked at Fangzheng again, he recalled the policemen. He respectfully clasped his hands together and followed behind him. Then, the two of them left in a relaxed manner.
At the same time, Fangzheng gave Jing Yan a call and told her that he had jumped off the bus. He told her not to blame the pitiful young man and that he only wanted to take a stroll with his friends. Wang "Wang" was a "I" a "Wang" of "of". as as he.. as, F. Fen..
As, as as he was, he "Wang" of "Wang" after "Zheng", he "'," Can', he he he, "Qian as he as he as he Dong. As, as Dong, as, as a, as, and he as, as as was still there. Furthermore, he was still a little afraid that he would lose his job.
"Sis said that I should make up for my mistakes with good deeds. I'll do it!" Wang "Can" stomped his feet, got into the car, and drove off.
Meanwhile, in a European-styled villa not far away, a man had his hands in his pockets. He pricked up his brows and said, "That's China's Jing Corporation's car, right?"
"Yes, Sir." A butler from Country Y stood respectfully by the side.
"Go investigate. See what kind of VIP they received for them to be sent here," the man said.
If Ong were here, he would definitely recognize the man as the man in the suit who had ordered his arrest, Nguyen Thiên Tinh! One of the three arms of the Nguyen Corporation, the Nguyen Black Gloves!
"Sir, we haven't declared war with the Jing Corporation yet. To investigate them now …" The butler was a little hesitant.
"It's fine. It's just a check. We didn't do anything to them. Besides, this is our territory. "
Jing Yan's arrangements were obviously good. It wasn't that Fangzheng didn't like such luxurious places. From Fangzheng's point of view, it was either he didn't enter the secular world, or once he did, he had to wander outside it. What was the point of entering the secular world then? Since he had entered it, he had to enter it deeper and experience the myriad forms of life. Only then could he be tempered into steel. Those were Zen Master One Finger's original words. However, in Fangzheng's memories, Zen Master One Finger seemed to have never entered the secular world his entire life. Even when he left the mountain, he only visited other monasteries.
Therefore, Fangzheng had always been puzzled. Why did Zen Master One Finger have so many exclamations?
The only thing that made Fangzheng a little uncomfortable was the plants. It was as though every blade of grass and tree was filled with awkwardness. It made him feel uncomfortable all over.
Instead, after walking out of the manor, he felt a lot more comfortable looking at the real, uninhibited, and labeled things that said they were artificial.
"Master, where do we go now?" Ong asked softly.
Fangzheng thought for a moment. "To the Dharma Characteristics Monastery. Do you know where it is?"
Ong nodded. "I don't know, but someone knows. Follow me."
With that said, Ong hailed a taxi. He spoke fluently in the local language and said something to the taxi driver. Following that, the taxi driver pressed his palms together before heading straight for the Dharma Characteristics Monastery.
As he drove, Ong would often turn his head to look. Fangzheng asked in puzzlement, "What are you looking at?"
"Seeing if anyone is following us," Ong said in all seriousness.
Fangzheng said, "What did you see?"
Shaking his head like a rattle drum, Ong replied, "I'm just a fighter, not a spy. I learned all this from television. However, it doesn't seem to be of much use. There are too many cars, so I can't remember which one is which. "
Fangzheng smiled. "Then stop looking. No one is following us. Do you really think this is a plot from a television series? You have been gone for so long that people think you are dead. Why would they be watching you 24/7? Besides, so many years have passed. It's not that easy to recognize that beard of yours. "
Ong thought about it and realized that he had overcomplicated the matter. With a bitter smile, he leaned back into his chair and rested.
Unlike what Fangzheng had imagined, the Dharma Characteristics Monastery wasn't outside Hanoi. Instead, it was in the middle of the city, on top of a tall building by the side of Hoàng Kiếm Lake!
Ong stood below and looked up at the thirty-six-story building. He marveled. "It's rare to see such a tall building by the side of Hoàng Kiếm Lake. To be able to build a monastery on it, it's no ordinary person. "
Fangzheng didn't know much about Vietnam, but thirty-six stories wasn't considered high in China.
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