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Chapter 67

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Jing Yan curled her lips and said, "I'm not making a random guess. I've seen it many times. No matter what, it's good that there are more of them. They can provide us with a lot of news content. Otherwise, wouldn't this world be too dull? "

"Teacher Cai, I think Jing Yan is right. Look at this monastery. In such a remote and desolate place, who would come to burn incense and pray to Buddha? If there was no way to get rich, how could this monastery be so new? I've seen remote monasteries before. Which one of them isn't dilapidated to the point of collapsing at any moment? "Chen Jing chimed in for Jing Yan.

Cai Fang opened his mouth but was speechless. He nodded and said, "Let's go in and take a look."

"That's right. The main character isn't here yet. Let's go in and take a look around and familiarize ourselves with the venue. It will be easier to choose a good spot later." After Chen Jing said that, he immediately invited Jing Yan to join him.

Jing Yan did not reject it. She quickly walked towards the temple with Chen Jing. The cameramen behind her shook their heads slightly. They could not be bothered with their argument. All they had to do was take pictures of the items.

The group of six soon arrived at the entrance of the monastery.

Cai Fang looked up at One Finger Temple's plaque and said, "Ignoring the words on the Internet, just the words on One Finger Temple's plaque are good. Squarish, righteous and awe-inspiring. "

"Teacher Cai, I don't know how to write, and I don't care what the words are like. All we need to do is wait for the outcome of the competition. If that young monk isn't capable, hehe. So what if this plaque is Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy treasure? "

Cai Fang shook his head slightly. He was also helpless towards Jing Yan, the new beautiful reporter. Who asked her to have such a deep background? Furthermore, she did have some real capabilities. She had been the one to break the news several times. Now, he was a popular person in Black Mountain City.

"Amitabha. Benefactors, may I know why you've come to this temple?" At this moment, a calm voice rang out beside them.

Jing Yan was shocked. Although she was criticizing the temple, it was not that she did not know how to read. If she didn't understand, she wouldn't have been sent here. She was also attracted by the words on the signboard. While he wasn't paying attention, such a sound came from the side, giving him a fright.

As the saying goes, 'If you don't do something against your conscience, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door'. If you do something against your conscience, you will still feel flustered. Especially when he spoke ill of others behind their backs and was overheard by them …

Jing Yan looked over when she heard that and saw a clean-shaven monk standing by the door. He was dressed in white and had a shiny bald head. His fingers were slender and did not have any extra fingernails. His entire body gave off a feeling of cleanliness! This was a monk who was so clean that it made people feel refreshed!

Tyrant raised his head slightly with a warm smile on his face, making people feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze. This smile wasn't like that of an old monk. It was amiable but dignified. It only made people feel that the monk was very warm …

"What a beautiful monk." Jing Yan muttered in her heart. Of course, it wasn't appropriate to describe a man as beautiful, but that was the first word that appeared in Jing Yan's heart. However, Jing Yan immediately realized that the monk in front of her was the monk in Wu Changxi's Weibo photo!

After confirming her target, Jing Yan's good impression of him instantly dropped to a freezing point. She thought to herself, What a liar monk. Ignoring everything else, just this acting alone is enough to win an Oscar. He nearly fooled my Discerning Eyes! Calligraphy required days and months of hard work, talent, and guidance from a famous teacher to produce results. How capable could this young monk be at such a young age? The words in the photo definitely weren't written by him! Yet, he used it to show off. What a refined scum with a golden exterior! "

With this in mind, Jing Yan was just about to say something.

Cai Fang had already spoken, "Hello Little Monk. We are reporters from Black Mountain City. We heard that you will be sparring with Black Mountain City's famous calligrapher, Ouyang Huazai, so we specially came here to watch the competition and to record and report on it."

Fangzheng was stunned when he heard that. He said in surprise, "Black Mountain City? That's very far. You are reporters from Black Mountain City? This Penniless Monk is sparring with a calligrapher? This … Aren't you at the wrong place? "Fangzheng rummaged through his memories but could not recall when he had arranged a competition with someone! As a monk, he did not pursue fame or fortune. He could not leave the mountain, so he could not show off even if he wanted to, let alone hook up with someone to compete with him? Was that possible?

Cai Fang said in surprise, "Little Monk, this isn't a joke. The media has been in an uproar three days ago. Mr. Ouyang Huazai has arranged a competition with you today. If I count the time, Mr. Ouyang Huazai will be here soon. Furthermore, the president of Black Mountain City's Calligraphy Association and other calligraphy enthusiasts will be coming with him … "

"I understand now. Little Monk, you are afraid now that things have gotten out of hand, right?" At that moment, Jing Yan said eccentrically.

Fangzheng shook his head. "Amitabha. A monk does not lie. This Penniless Monk really did not know about the competition."

"You don't know? I wonder if you're going to ask Wu Changxi to take a photo and publicize it all over the world? I don't know, but you sent Wu Changxi to cause a ruckus at Black Mountain City's Calligraphy Association? I wonder, do you dare to agree to a bet of one million? Little monk, if you dare to do it, you should admit it. That way, you can still be considered a man. If not, it's best you don't become a monk. Go to the Forbidden City and take a look. Perhaps there are eunuchs there, "said Jing Yan.

Chen Jing, who was beside him, immediately echoed, "Eunuchs have to be honest before they can be hired, right?"

Fangzheng was infuriated when he heard that. The woman in front of him was beautiful, so why was she so blunt with her words? Who did he offend? Was she so against him? Furthermore, he really did not know! Feeling aggrieved, Fangzheng was also infuriated. He gave a Buddhist proclamation and said, "Amitabha. Patrons, if you wish to offer incense and pray, please come in. If there's nothing else, This Penniless Monk will not be accompanying you. "

With that said, Fangzheng turned to leave! Who cares who you are? This Penniless Monk will not be accompanying you!

"Stop! Little Monk, do you think the words you say are farts? "rebuked Jing Yan angrily.

Fangzheng frowned and waved his hand. "Why should This Penniless Monk admit to things that he did not say? Patron, Buddhism is a place of tranquility. Do not make a ruckus. Also, there are wolves on the mountain. Be careful. "

"There are wolves? Haha! Are you trying to scare me? What kind of animal have I not seen? I have hunted lions in Africa and I have hunted bears in Russia. What's a wolf? As for you, you are the one with no morals. You want to gain fame as a monk. Even if there's a wolf, it should be a pervert like you, right? "shouted Jing Yan.

When Fangzheng heard that, he realized that he had encountered a shrew. He could not afford to offend her, so he had to hide!

Fangzheng strode into the backyard and kicked Lone Wolf who was sprawled on the ground sunbathing. "Your abbot has been bullied. What kind of Buddhist guardian are you? Quickly get to work! If not, there will be no food for you tonight! "

Lone Wolf was still slouching lazily when he heard that. His eyes turned red when he heard that there would be no food for him! The world was huge, so why did he, a wolf, become a monk? Firstly, he was afraid of being beaten. Secondly, it was for that mouthful of fragrant rice! Who would dare stop him from eating? I'll risk it!

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