Fangzheng took out the ten thousand yuan that Songxia He had invested from the pile and handed it to Song Xianhe. "Amitabha. This money carries too much negative karma. This Penniless Monk can't accept it. Patron, it's best you take it back. As for your father's illness, please bring him up the mountain. If it can be treated, This Penniless Monk will naturally take action. If not, just treat it as bringing your father up the mountain for a tour. "
Song Xianhe was stunned when he heard that. He had traveled all over the country and been to countless monasteries of all sizes, but he had never seen a monk return the money from the Merit Box! However, after a moment of surprise, he felt a sense of anger from being humiliated. He frowned and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, what's the meaning of this? What do you mean my money carries too much negative karma? "
Fangzheng looked at the furious Song Xianhe and said indifferently, "Patron, the sea of bitterness has no bounds. Repent and you will be saved."
When Song Xianhe heard that, he felt uncomfortable all over, especially his wolf-like eyes. In the past, he had always been successful in every endeavor, suppressing the other party with just a glance. But this time, it was different. No matter how hard he tried to make his eyes look fiercer, he was unable to stir a single ripple when faced with Fangzheng's star-like eyes.
Song Xianhe said, "Abbot Fangzheng, as a monk, why beat around the bush? Why don't you speak frankly?"
When Fangzheng heard that, he realized that the child really wouldn't shed a tear until he saw the coffin. In that case, Fangzheng didn't beat around the bush. He directly said, "Patron, this money isn't obtained honorably. It's tainted with too many sins. This Penniless Monk can't accept such money, nor can he afford it. "
Upon hearing that, Song Xianhe's forehead instantly broke out into a cold sweat. He glared fiercely at Fangzheng. He originally believed that Fangzheng was deliberately mystifying things, so he kept pressing him. But when Fangzheng said such words, he immediately felt his hair stand on end!
He was certain that this was his first time scaling Mt. One Finger and meeting Fangzheng for the first time. How did Fangzheng know that his money wasn't obtained cleanly?
If Fangzheng really knew his background … The moment he thought of what he had done, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He snorted coldly and said, "Monk, you really know how to mystify things. I don't understand what you are saying. Acting like a fool, it's fine if you don't get treated! "
With that said, Song Xianhe turned around and left. For some reason, he wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid of the monk! It was as though the monk had seen through him with a glance.
"Master, are we letting him go just like that?" Monkey asked, puzzled.
Fangzheng shook his head. "What else? Although This Penniless Monk knows that he isn't a good person, you need evidence to arrest him. Do you have evidence? "
The monkey was speechless. Evidence? Where was he going to find evidence?
Fangzheng patted the Heavenly Dragon Pond's surface and whispered, "Keep an eye on him. See where he went and tell This Penniless Monk."
Salted Fish immediately nodded and followed.
Although Song Xianhe had gone down the mountain, he still had a creepy feeling in his heart. He kept thinking, "What does the monk know? He probably doesn't know anything. Otherwise, he would have called the police. Why would he let me go down the mountain? That must be it … I was the one who felt guilty first, that must be it.
With this in mind, Song Xianhe let out a long sigh and quickened his pace. Before long, he arrived at the foot of the mountain and left the village. He came in front of a limousine and opened the door to enter. There was an elder lying inside, and there was a doctor and nurse taking care of him.
The doctor and nurse bowed when they saw Song Xianhe.
Song Xianhe thought for a moment and said to the bald man standing outside, "Third Brother, prepare yourself. Bring Dad up the mountain in a while."
"Fangzheng agreed to treat Dad? Didn't he say he wouldn't … Ahem, it looks like he was just saying. Heh heh, "the bald man said with a laugh.
At that moment, the man with a crew cut peeked his head out and said with a smile, "What's a good person? What's a bad person? Everyone has a different definition. We brothers are just doing it to make a living … Right, Brother? "
"Enough. You are the one with the nonsense. Fangzheng didn't say that he would treat Dad. He only wants me to bring Dad up to see if he can be treated, "Song Xianhe said.
"F * * k, he doesn't even know if he can be treated, and he wants us to carry him up? Doesn't he know how tall this mountain is? Brother, did you give him too little money? "Third Brother rubbed his bald head and said unhappily.
"Why do you have so much nonsense to say? Move him! " Song Xianhe cursed angrily. Third Brother chuckled and jumped into the car. Together with the doctor and Song Xianhe, they carried the old man down.
The three of them moved very quickly. Without looking at the other doctors, they headed straight for the mountaintop. When the other doctors saw this, they frowned. They clearly didn't trust them! Someone wanted to go up and ask to see the situation, but he was frightened back by Third Brother's fierce gaze.
Soon, the three of them carried the old man to the entrance of One Finger Monastery.
Fangzheng was taken aback when he saw Song Xianhe return. He had made it so obvious, but this fellow still dared to return. Did he not trust that Fangzheng had seen through him, or was he bold because of his skill? Wasn't he afraid that Fangzheng would take him in?
At that moment, Monkey whispered. "Like son, like father. If the son isn't a good person, the father definitely isn't any good either. "
Fangzheng raised his hand and struck him, reprimanding him. "How many times have I told you? Don't jump to conclusions without investigating things clearly."
With that said, Fangzheng activated his Wisdom Eye and looked at the old man. Fangzheng subconsciously exclaimed.
"Abbot Fangzheng, what's wrong?" Song Xianhe went forward and asked.
Fangzheng shook his head. "It's nothing. Is he really your father?"
The reason why Fangzheng asked was because the old man's entire body was covered in golden merit! Only a tiny bit of black gas flowed under the golden light. This was the complete opposite of Song Xianhe's baneful aura and lack of merit. Therefore, Fangzheng subconsciously asked the question.
At the same time, Fangzheng also took a look at Second Brother and Third Brother. Their bodies were also pitch-black, but there was a golden shimmer inside. They were identical to Song Xianhe.
Upon hearing Fangzheng's question, Third Brother was unhappy. He said angrily, "Monk, what are you talking about? If this isn't our father, could it be yours? "
"Third Brother!" Song Xianhe did not wait for Fangzheng's response as he immediately berated him.
Third Brother seemed to be extremely afraid of Song Xianhe, so he immediately shut up. However, he still looked at Fangzheng unhappily.
Fangzheng wasn't angry. Although Third Brother's words weren't pleasant to the ears, the concern in his words was extremely clear. Clearly, his father-son relationship was extremely important to him. He didn't allow anyone to doubt it.
Fangzheng pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. This Penniless Monk said something wrong. Sorry."
Upon hearing Fangzheng's apology, Third Brother was clearly taken aback. He rubbed his bald head and said, "I can't stand people like you. I hope you don't mind what I said."
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