Chapter 170 New Year's Gift Pack 【Subscription】

Seeing this, the four people felt fear in their hearts, but at the same time, Fang Zheng became even more in awe. Fang Zheng's words were like holy voices, who would dare to disobey them? Waiting here obediently, watching Miaolong grow outward with one knife after another, the pain is so painful, it looks like life is worse than death.

As a matter of fact, Miao Long really prefers life to death. He has loved knives since he was a child, and he loves knives even more when he grows up. The collection of controlled knives at home fills the bottom of his bed. But today, he swears, he hates knives the most!

I don't know how many births, Miao Long was completely convinced, and shouted: "Master, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I can't reproduce..."

"Master, please forgive me, I will definitely change my mind and be a good person in the future." Miao Long cried with tears.

"Master, I was really wrong. I am not human, and what I did before was not human. I will surrender when I go down the mountain, and I will explain everything I have done... woo woo..." Miao Long began to cry.

"Grandmaster……"

Fangzheng stood at the door, looked at Miao Long, and felt that the anger on Miao Long's body was gradually being polished away, but the karma was only a little bit off. Obviously, this Miaolong did a lot of bad things. But those things are no longer under Fang Zheng's control, and his karma should not be resolved on the mountain.

So, after Miao Long gave birth to forty-nine knives, Fang Zheng waved his hand, and Miao Long was finally freed from the pain. Lying on the ground, staring blankly at the sky, he finally let out a long breath and said in his heart, "It's finally over."

"Take him down the mountain. You know how to do it. If you continue to do evil, the punishment will be doubled." After Fangzheng finished speaking, he turned and walked into the temple, closing the gate. ah……"

Da Kui, Er Kui and the others wanted to go down the mountain a long time ago. As soon as Fang Zheng opened his mouth, as if he had received an amnesty, he hurried over, dragged Miao Long up, and went down the mountain. As for those knives? Don't bring a knife to them! Whoever mentions it, who are they in a hurry with!

Without realizing it, the knife behind him disappeared out of thin air. At the same time, Fangzheng threw himself on the bed and fell asleep soundly. Yimeng Huangliang is powerful, but maintaining it for such a long time consumes a lot. As for the law and order in the temple, it can only be left to the lone wolf who protects the law.

Da Kui, Er Kui and the others were scared out of their wits a long time ago, how dare they come back again, only regretting that their parents gave them a few legs, and the descent down the mountain is slow!

After descending the mountain, several people went straight to the police station without stopping.

"What are you guys doing?" In the middle of the night, five guys with swollen faces and yellow hairs all over their heads broke into the police station. The police officers from the police station were also startled, stood up, and yelled.

"Don't get excited, we surrender ourselves." Miao Long shouted.

"What?" The police were stunned. They had seen those who surrendered themselves, but they had never seen those who surrendered in groups! So the policeman asked: "You guys are wet, did you go down the river to steal fish?"

Five people: "2#￥x-on:..."

After listening to the five people's explanations, the police immediately burst into joy. This is a new year and a new atmosphere. The five people formed a group to send a New Year's gift bag! Vaguely seeing big red flowers, all kinds of awards, promotion and salary increase, marrying Bai Fumei, the days when you are at the pinnacle of your life...

Five people were not punished.

At this moment, some people are very tangled.

"Say it, don't say it, say it, don't say it..." Jing Yan hugged a long-haired doll cat, and murmured as she pulled the fur of the cat.

What she saw today was unbelievable. As a reporter, she keenly discovered that this was definitely big news. But here comes the problem, this news is too weird, if it gets hyped up, it will be a big hit. If it can't be fired, it's a big pit, and it's called fake news.

That's fine, the point is, Jing Yan is considering Fang Zheng's meaning. Fangzheng's every move, from the beginning to now, has won her respect. And Fangzheng didn't seem like the kind of person who was very successful and greedy for fame. It always felt bad to hype him up like this.

After much deliberation, Jing Yan chose this method of hair-plucking to make a decision. As the last hair falls...

"Say?" Jing Yan was stunned, then gave a wry smile, carefully searched and searched for the cat, and finally found a caught fish in the beard, smiled slightly, tore it off, and said: "It really is. Did not say!"

The heart disease was relieved, and he threw the cat away and went to bed! As for cleaning? Sorry, as a new age woman, she's lazy!

Baiyun Temple was similar. After Fangzheng left, a large number of reporters rushed over and asked Yiwei about crossing the river. As a result, no one in Baiyun Temple talked about it, even the villagers at the bottom of the mountain had received some rumors, and no one said anything. The reporters managed to pry open the mouths of several villagers and tourists. Although the other party said it was true, they always felt that it was unreliable.

They naturally didn't know that Zen Master Baiyun didn't want people to bother Fangzheng and told everyone not to talk nonsense, so the monks naturally didn't say anything. And the villagers at the bottom of the mountain have feelings for Baiyun Temple. Although they admire Fangzheng for being so eye-catching, they are also very upset, so all of them are kind, and for the sake of Baiyun Temple, they just don't say anything. Even deny it...

All of a sudden, the heads of the reporters exploded. Is there a way to cross the river?

As for the tongue-spreading lotus, only the monks knew about it. The monks respected Fang Zheng like a god, and Zen Master Baiyun spoke. Before Fang Zheng opened his mouth, who would say it? The reporters naturally didn't know, and they wouldn't ask.

Therefore, the farce caused by crossing the river with a reed, after a few days of turmoil, the heat dissipated. Coupled with a group of experts and all kinds of deciphering, Fang Zheng completely became a sensationalist liar, who was forgotten and forgotten by everyone.

However, the locals are still talking about it. After all, when Fangzheng crossed the river, most of the people who saw this scene were locals. People outside didn't believe it, but they believed it! After turning around in the circle of friends and chatting after dinner, the reputation of Fangzheng and One Finger Temple also spread rapidly.

On Fangzheng's side, he squatted at the door all day, looking forward to the arrival of a large army of pilgrims, but to Fangzheng's dismay, it snowed again!

A heavy snow fell for three days, the wind howled, and the road up the mountain was completely blocked.

Fangzheng stood at the gate, looking at the 1.5-meter snow, frowning: "What a pit, such a big snow, the shorter ones were buried directly, no wonder no one came."

"Woooo..." the lone wolf stood in the snow shell, with most of his head exposed, and called. The snow is too thick, and the lone wolf can only hop around like a rabbit. After a few hops, he sticks out his tongue tired and doesn't go out.

Fangzheng touched the snow shell, but it hadn't completely hardened, and he had to wait a few days before going up.

"Forget it, if you don't clean up the snow, you don't even think about having pilgrims. Work!" Fangzheng made up his mind and was ready to go!

The lone wolf pinched its tail and wanted to run away!