"By the way, I forgot to tell you something. You can get someone to recite the scriptures for you. There's strength in numbers. The number of recitals can also be stacked. Therefore, there's no need for you to recite it all by yourself. Of course, you have to be the leader. You can start and wrap things up. It's just that it won't be that tiring."
"Clang!" The bowl and chopsticks landed on the pot.
"System Bro!" Fangzheng roared inwardly.
However, the System instantly vanished without a sound. Fangzheng vaguely saw an unknown creature run off with its tail between its legs. At that moment, he wished to kill the System to satisfy his craving!
The night passed quickly. The next day, Fangzheng sat under the bodhi tree and browsed through his cell phone. The first main page was a huge banner regarding City-Toppling Beauty!
"City-Toppling Beauty's premiere only had twenty million viewers! Li Xueying suffers a setback! "
"Queen Snow Eagle perishes. City-Toppling Beauty's opening day box office hits rock bottom."
"Whose fault is it that City-Toppling Beauty flops?"
…
He casually clicked on a piece of news and the comments below were overwhelming. There was all sorts of negative news and bad reviews. Fangzheng frowned. He had spent all his merit. Was there no use at all? That didn't make sense!
As he carefully browsed through the comments, Fangzheng gradually discovered a pattern. It was not that there were no good reviews, but that they had been forcefully wiped out. Clearly, someone was trying to scam City-Toppling Beauty! But why would they do that? Was there a need?
At that moment, Fangzheng saw another piece of news. "City-Toppling Beauty has fallen. There's no need to panic. The annual historical action blockbuster, Frost Rain, is coming! Many Asian superstars are joining the cast and contributing their passion. It's the annual blockbuster! It's definitely not something a scam film can compare with! "
Following that, he posted a link and labeled it as "Screening on 20th July!" Looking at the time, wasn't it today?
As he continued scrolling, there were indeed more and more reports on Frost Rain. And most of these reports were compared to City-Toppling Beauty. They trampled on City-Toppling Beauty and praised Frost Rain. It was as though it had become a fixed pattern.
Fangzheng pricked up his brows. "It's entirely up to the audience to judge if they like a movie. Isn't it a little too much to criticize it?" Fangzheng also understood that there were certain things that not everyone liked, especially movies with unique themes. Not many people liked them. Most people preferred to not offend others if they didn't offend them, but if they offended them, they would annihilate their entire family.
But from Fangzheng's point of view, although wiping out the entire family was good, who would notice the people who died during the process? After all, this was not a fantasy. Reality was cruel. Death was inevitable. Victory might be glorious, but the dead would only feel pain for their loved ones …
Viewing a problem from different angles naturally resulted in different preferences. City-Toppling Beauty might not be the best movie, but it suited Fangzheng's taste. If it really wasn't to the public's liking, so be it. Fangzheng had nothing to say, but such malicious competition was a little meaningless.
However, Fangzheng had no solution. All he could do now was wait and see.
Shaking his head, Fangzheng let go of all his worries. He went to the back mountain and lay in the bamboo forest, enjoying the tranquility, serenity, and coolness.
Meanwhile, an ordinary off-road vehicle drove to the foot of Mt. One Finger. The door opened as a woman wearing huge sunglasses and a headscarf alighted. She looked up at the mountaintop before looking behind her. She heaved a long sigh of relief.
"Master, what's so good about being a monk? You can't eat meat or have women. All you do is daydream all day." Red Boy did not wear his monk robes today. He felt that the weather was hot, so he wore his dudou instead. He bared his butt and crossed his legs as he lay on the grass. He looked up at the white clouds in the sky.
Fangzheng also lay beside Red Boy. His white monk robes appeared especially white on the green grass. "Then what do you think we should do?"
"Master, there are no outsiders here. I'm just making sarcastic remarks. There's no need to preach." Red Boy felt that something was amiss, so he hurriedly gave a warning.
Fangzheng smiled. "I don't plan on preaching to you. I'm very serious."
"Is that so? Then answer me first. Why don't you want to be a monk? Look at you now. If you want a house, you have a front and back room. It's an ancient building that is augmented by divine powers. It's clean and auspicious. If you want decorations, this is pure ancient decorations, isn't it? Just the amount of land, the decorations, and the style would be the envy of countless people outside! At your age, there probably isn't a single person who can achieve all this with their own abilities, right? Even if there is, do they have a front and back garden as big as yours? This is a mountaintop. Then, when it comes to food, Crystal Rice, Unrooted Clean Aqua, Frost Bamboo … Which one of them wouldn't be envious? You don't have to worry about food, you have money, and you have land. Most importantly, you are definitely number one in this piece of land. With such conditions, why would you renounce asceticism? Isn't being a monk good? "asked Red Boy.
Fangzheng immediately returned with a question. "What about you? As the Child of Wealth under Guan Yin Bodhisattva, you will be worshipped wherever you go. You will have status and divine powers. You will be able to eat and drink well. You will also have a backer and you won't have to be afraid of being bullied. Why don't you want to be a monk? " As he spoke, Fangzheng rested his head on one hand as he chewed on a strand of green foxtail grass. He looked relaxed.
"I'm different from you. I'm a demon! You have no idea how free I was in the past. Hehe, in my piece of land, if I said one plus one equals three, no one would dare say two! If they dared, they would be thrown into a pot to be stewed, "said Red Boy domineeringly.
Fangzheng smiled. "And then?"
"I've already said what I said. What else is there?" returned Red Boy with a question.
"Fresh for one year, fresh for two years. After a thousand years, aren't you sick of living the same life on that mountaintop?" asked Fangzheng.
Red Boy was taken aback as he mimicked Fangzheng. He rested his head on his hand as he dangled the foxtail grass. The foxtail grass in front of him swayed with the wind, just like Red Boy's emotions. After a while, Red Boy said, "It's a little sick … The Earth Immortal World is huge and infinitely interesting. However, my cultivation level is limited. If I were to wander around, it would be easy for disaster to befall me."
"Your freedom is the freedom of a bird cage. It's not true freedom," said Fangzheng.
Red Boy fell into thought. After a while, he returned with a question. "Master, you are straying off topic. Shouldn't we be talking about you? Why are we talking about me again? "
Fangzheng said, "As your master … I also yearn for freedom."
"Aren't you free now?" Red Boy was puzzled. The present Fangzheng could go anywhere he wanted. He did not have to worry about food or drink, and no one cared about him. Wasn't that free?
Fangzheng smiled. "A frog at the bottom of a well sees a bird flying past and thinks that the bird is free. A bird sees a fish in the sea and thinks that the fish is free, but it doesn't know that the fish sees the bird as the most free. Although the world is big, it's not bigger than one's heart … "
"Master, your heart is big?" asked Red Boy.
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