At that moment, Ouyang Fenghua said, "Bro, don't be angry. Can I take a look at your ticket?"
"What's there to look at!? Didn't I show it to you? Don't bother me! " The man glared and roared. Only then did he realize that the person speaking was a beauty. His voice softened and he turned around to glare at Fangzheng. "What's there to look at?" The man was like a barrel of dynamite. Anyone who touched him would explode.
Fangzheng wanted to speak a few times but was glared at by the man. Fangzheng shook his head helplessly and retreated. He stood to the side in silence.
When Red Boy and Ouyang Fenghua saw this, they felt that Fangzheng was rather aggrieved. Red Boy whispered, "Master, what do we do? Your seat has been taken. Why don't you sit with me? Or should I throw him out? "
Fangzheng ruffled Red Boy's hair. "Jingxin, you are a monk. Don't keep thinking of fighting and killing all day. It's not good."
"Oh …" Red Boy curled his lips disapprovingly. He thought nothing of it.
Ouyang Fenghua added, "Master, why don't you take my seat? I'll be fine standing for a while."
Fangzheng shook his head. "There's no need. There will be a seat once this patron alights."
Ouyang Fenghua could not help but ask, "Where does he alight? Is it very close? "
The man suddenly looked up and sneered. "I'm at the finish line."
Ouyang Fenghua looked at Fangzheng who smiled. "Alright, Patron. Quickly sit down. The train is about to depart. Patron, it's best you take a good look at your ticket. "
The man rolled his eyes at Fangzheng. "What's there to look at? My seat is my seat. It's still my seat no matter how many times I look at it! "
As the man spoke, the train doors began to close.
Ouyang Fenghua helplessly sat down with Red Boy. Perhaps it was because he was beside a beauty, but the man was in a good mood. He deliberately moved inwards, causing Ouyang Fenghua to frown and hide.
The man thought nothing of it. Instead, he shot a smug glance at Fangzheng.
Fangzheng only smiled faintly. After the train drove for a while, a conductor walked over. "Sir, please show us your ticket."
The conductor checked the ticket as he walked over. The man looked back and said with a smile, "Monk, it's very troublesome to board a train with a fake ticket."
Fangzheng pressed his palms together and replied, "Thank you for the reminder, Patron."
When Ouyang Fenghua saw the smug look on the man's face, she felt even more disgusted. She subconsciously wanted to say something for Fangzheng but was stopped by him. Ouyang Fenghua felt too aggrieved. She pouted and turned her head to look out of the window. Out of sight, out of mind.
The man was even more proud of himself. At that moment, the train attendant came. The beautiful female attendant said gently, "Sir, please show me your ticket."
The man chuckled as he took out the ticket and handed it over. Then …
"Sir, is this your ticket?" The train attendant looked at the man in surprise.
The man said, "Yes, is there a problem?"
"Sir, you seem to have taken the wrong train." The train attendant looked at the man sympathetically.
The man was taken aback at first, then he suddenly came to his senses, snatched the ticket, and looked at it.
Ouyang Fenghua and Hong Haier also stole a glance at it and saw that it said, "Gu Lin to Dajin!"
Ouyang Fenghua and Red Boy immediately laughed …
The man asked, "Where is this bus going?"
"The final destination is Ha City," said the train attendant.
"Stop! Stop! I want to alight!" The man turned anxious. He had urgent matters to attend to in Dajin. A client was waiting for him. Great, he had taken the wrong train. If he missed it, his deal would probably fly away!
"Sorry, Sir, the bus has already left. You can only alight at the next stop and change trains," said the train attendant helplessly.
"Next stop? How long until the next stop? "
"An hour and a half."
The man immediately cried. He was bound to be late!
However, misfortune never came alone. The train attendant continued, "Also, Sir, please make up your ticket. It's a total of …"
The man could no longer hear clearly. By the time he snapped to his senses, a white-robed monk had come in front of him. He said with a smile, "Patron, can you give up your seat?"
At that instant, the man felt terrible as though he had eaten a dead fly. Then, he saw the monk take out a ticket and place it in front of him. On it were the words, "Gu Lin to Tanzhong". The seat was also 9B!
"Sir, please give up your seat to this Venerable One," said the train attendant.
The man glared at Fangzheng indignantly as he recalled what Fangzheng had said. "I'll give up my seat in a while." He was enlightened as he exclaimed, "You already knew, right? You deliberately scammed me, right?! You f * * king bastard! "
Fangzheng said helplessly, "Patron, This Penniless Monk reminded you to look at the ticket, but you didn't. Now you are blaming This Penniless Monk? Amitabha. It's hard to be a good person. "
Many people had seen the farce. In the beginning, they believed that someone had bought a fake ticket. Only now did they snap to their senses.
Immediately, someone shouted, "Shut up! The Venerable One spoke nicely to you, but you yelled the moment you opened your mouth, blowing your beard and glaring at him. With that attitude of yours, it's already good that you weren't beaten up. The Venerable One has a good temper. He even reminded you to look at the ticket, but all you think about is hitting on chicks! Serves you right! "
"That's right! We all saw it clearly. How dare you blame others? "
Everyone shouted at the same time. The man immediately cowered as he hung his head low and was taken to the side by the attendant to redeem his ticket. He was too ashamed to return to the carriage …
After the man left, Fangzheng sat down.
When Ouyang Fenghua and Red Boy saw this, they immediately laughed.
Red Boy chuckled. "Master, I knew it. You are a baddie!"
Dong!
Fangzheng raised his hand and struck Red Boy on the head. The fellow wasn't afraid of pain as he continued smiling nefariously. Fangzheng reprimanded him. "I'm a good person. Don't spout nonsense."
Red Boy, who knew Fangzheng, curled his lips disapprovingly. Fangzheng was indeed a good person, but he was definitely not at the level of a master. He had the genes of a baddie in his bones!
After Fangzheng finished reprimanding Red Boy, he sat there in a composed manner. He heard Ouyang Fenghua whisper. "Master, you are really a baddie. Hehe …"
Fangzheng was instantly rendered speechless. What had he done? He had already kindly warned her, alright? Was she blaming him for not appreciating his kindness? Amitabha the Buddha! He was pissed!
At that moment, Red Boy tugged at Fangzheng's clothes and asked, "Master, what you did doesn't match the image of an accomplished monk. Isn't it said that accomplished monks don't retaliate verbally or physically?"
Fangzheng rolled his eyes at Red Boy. "Then what happened to you?"
Red Boy was taken aback. He had been caught by Bodhisattva. That didn't seem to match the image of an accomplished monk!
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