The man subconsciously gulped a mouthful of saliva and stared intently at the apple and water in Fangzheng's hand.
Finally, the man could not take it anymore. He suddenly rushed forward and shouted, "You bumped into me. You have to compensate me with these things! Bring them all to me. Use them as compensation! "
When Hua Yue saw this, she immediately turned anxious and was about to shout.
The monk leisurely pulled out a small knife from behind him.
When the man saw this, he immediately stood rooted to the ground in fright.
Fangzheng smiled. "Patron, what are you doing? Are you robbing me? "
The man looked at the knife in Fangzheng's hand and nodded. "You're ruthless!"
With that said, the man quickly ran back to the motorcycle and opened a long black cloth bag hanging in front of him. He took out two watermelon knives and one in each hand. He suddenly turned around and said, "Little Bald Donkey, are you trying to scare me with a knife? I'll let you see what a big knife is! "
When he shouted, he turned his head. The moment he turned his head, the man was dumbfounded!
He saw the monk holding a ten-meter-long knife in his hand. He chuckled at him and said, "Patron, what's a big knife?"
The man opened his mouth but did not say a word. He really could not figure out where the monk had gotten such a long knife!
Fangzheng added, "Patron, what do you want to do with two knives?"
As he spoke, Fangzheng waved the knife in his hand and a tree beside him was chopped down …
The man felt his legs go limp … How heavy was a ten-meter-long knife? A tree as thick as a bowl was split into two with one slash … If he were to slash a person? The man's forehead was instantly covered in cold sweat …
Fangzheng continued asking, "Patron, reply."
The man hurriedly said, "Master … I don't mean anything else. I just want you to see our watermelon knife and show you how to cut fruit. "
Fangzheng nodded. "Very good. Then help This Penniless Monk peel an apple."
Hence, the man walked over bitterly and helped Fangzheng peel an apple.
As such, on the village road, there was no village or shop. A car was parked on the road, and a man's eyes were rolling back from the sun. He still had to peel an apple for the monk beside him … He licked his lips in greed, but there was nothing he could do.
An hour later …
The man really couldn't take it anymore. He swallowed his saliva and felt a burning pain in his throat …
Finally, the man said, "Master, I don't want this money anymore … You guys are awesome. You can endure it, and you came prepared. I give up … I'm leaving … okay? "
After saying that, the man got up, ran to the motorcycle, got on it, started the engine, and stepped on the accelerator …
"What's going on? Why is the car out of gas? "the man cried out in despair.
"Benefactor, it seems like this is the will of the heavens. Why don't you stay and we can chat for a while? "The monk's cheap voice sounded.
The man turned back to look at the monk, then at himself, then at the motorcycle … Thinking back to everything he had just experienced, he felt a little creeped out …
The man returned and asked, "Master, what's your name?"
"This Penniless Monk is Fangzheng. What about you?"
"Oh, Fangzheng … Fangzheng … Holy sh * t, Fangzheng?!" The man suddenly exclaimed and jumped up.
"Patron, is there a problem?"
"No … You … You're the one from the northeast? The Fangzheng who ascended? "the man asked, suppressing his panic.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. He's not. If that Fangzheng from the northeast was here, you would have long been thrown to hell! "Hua Yue shouted.
When the man heard that, it did make sense. However, when he thought of what he had just experienced, he really felt that this matter was abnormal …
Hua Yue did not see Fangzheng take out the ten-meter-long saber. All of this was an illusion created by Fangzheng's A Golden Millet Dream. Only the man could see it.
However, Hua Yue was also curious. The man had taken out his saber and had been posturing for less than a second. Then, he had run over to peel an apple for Fangzheng … What was going on?
The more the man looked at Fangzheng, the more he found the monk mysterious and unfathomable. He felt like he had hit a metal plate … This metal plate was the kind that had been exposed to the sun. The way the monk looked at him was like he was looking at teppanyaki …
"How should I address you?" Fangzheng took a bite of the apple and asked the man.
The man said, "My name is Chen Huachun … Master, can we discuss something? I still have something to do, so I have to leave first. "
Fangzheng touched the long saber behind him and said, "Run nine meters first …"
The man looked at Fangzheng's ten-meter-long saber and said with a sobbing tone, "Master, I know I was wrong. Can't I admit my mistake? Let me go. I … I'm almost dehydrated … The sun is too vicious. Look at my lips. They're chapped … "
Fangzheng shook his head and said, "Patron, what's the rush? Aren't you still alive? If there's anything, we can talk about it after you die. "
"Die … Talk about it after you die? Master, what do you say after you die? "Chen Huachun asked.
Fangzheng said, "It's fine. I can talk to the dead. Regardless, don't be anxious … Don't you want money? How about this? This Penniless Monk will give you one yuan for an hour. Let's first sunbathe five yuan. How about that? "
"Master … I don't want money … Let me go …" Chen Huachun nearly knelt down.
Fangzheng shook his head and said, "Leave? How can I let you go? Look at the car crash. Aiyah … The front of the car is damaged. How injured are you? Wait a little longer. If the police pass by, we can call the police together. Then, we can get the police to take photos and leave evidence. We can send you to the hospital for a good examination. Alright? "
"No … Master, nothing is good. I just want to go home … "Chen Huachun really cried.
Fangzheng looked at the sobbing Chen Huachun and said, "Patron, why are you crying? It's not like I'm not letting you go home. Isn't it good to bask in the sun and wait for the police? "
"Why wait for the police? I'm just a scammer. I don't want the money. Let me go, "Chen Huachun shouted.
Fangzheng silently looked at Hua Yue. Hua Yue silently took out her cell phone and asked Chen Huachun, "What did you just say?"
Chen Huachun hesitated …
Fangzheng said, "There's no rush. Let's sit a little longer."
Time slowly ticked by …
Chen Huachun felt that the sun was becoming more and more scorching. It made his body burn and his eyes turn black … He felt that if he didn't drink water and think of a solution, he would die. The monk in front of him also began to blur. Vaguely, he seemed to see Ox-Head and Horse-Face standing behind the monk, smiling at him.
At that instant, Chen Huachun trembled in fear. He jolted and immediately sat up straight. When he looked behind the monk, there was nothing.
When he looked at the monk again, Chen Huachun found him more and more familiar. He imagined a white monk robe … His forehead was covered in cold sweat.
He continued to remain silent …
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