Chapter 1480: Want a Cigarette?
Chapter 1480: Want a Cigarette?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Fangzheng listened carefully. This time, it was different. "F**k, why is the sun so hot? The clothes are thick. Next time, I’ll get a silk-lined Eight Trigrams robe. Otherwise, I’ll die of heat stroke sooner or later… Sigh, he gave me so much money. I’ll have to act it out well. I’ll dance for another ten more minutes…"
Fangzheng was rendered completely speechless as he thought to himself, "This Daoist priest’s skills aren’t very good, but his ability to lampoon is truly impressive! For a person to be able to grumble for half an hour without repeating it, this ability isn’t something an ordinary person can do."
The Daoist priest muttered and cursed as he finished his Seven Stars Steps. He brandished his peach wood sword as though he had struck something. Then, he acted as though he had finished the fight!
The Daoist priest said, "I’ve already killed that evil spirit. Patron, you can rest assured."
When Li Dafa heard that, he heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he said to his secretary, "Give him the money."
The secretary handed the money to the Daoist without any care.
Li Dafa heaved a sigh of relief and left happily.
When Li Dafa left, the Daoist priest took off his Daoist crown and wiped his sweat. He sighed and said, "Why are such fools so rich? It doesn’t make sense!"
Just as he said that, he heard a bang at the door! The door opened!
The Daoist priest turned around but did not see anyone. Then, a gust of cold wind blew in.
The Daoist priest was taken aback as he mumbled, "Did I turn the air-conditioning too high?"
"Patron, it’s not a good habit to scam." At that moment, a gentle voice sounded. The Daoist priest was given a fright. His shop wasn’t very big, so he could see everything with a glance. He knew very well if there was anyone in the room. Why did someone suddenly appear?
The Daoist priest turned his head and saw a white-robed monk on the sofa in the room.
Beside the white-robed monk was a salted fish!
The Daoist priest rubbed his eyes before exclaiming, "Fangzheng!?"
Fangzheng smiled. "Patron, since you know This Penniless Monk, there’s no need for This Penniless Monk to say anything, right?"
The Daoist priest said in disbelief, "Fellow Daoist, aren’t you going overboard? You’re a monk and I’m a Daoist. You don’t have to care about me, right?"
Fangzheng took out his cell phone and placed it on the table. He said with a smile, "Whether you are a real Daoist or not, let’s leave the question to the masses. Do you believe that I can find out the color of your underwear just by posting a Weibo message? You have to believe me. The patrons on the Internet are very resourceful."
The Daoist priest immediately broke out in a cold sweat… Of course, he was not a real Daoist. In fact, which real Daoist would do this!?
True Daoists all had famous Daoist temples in the mountains to support them. They refined their Qi daily, practiced their martial arts, meditated on the natural world, and were carefree. How could they enter the mortal world and cheat others of their money? Furthermore, the country would not allow that!
Although there were also true Daoists who went down the mountain to help do some geomancy and exorcise evil, they were capable and well-versed in medicine.
Unlike him, all his skills came from his mouth.
This was nothing much. Things like metaphysics were mysterious. As long as one could fool the victim, even the police could not really do anything to him even if the victim complained.
However, Fangzheng was different. The monk’s status in China was too high. He was a popular public figure. If he were to expose him, the Daoist priest would probably
Fangzheng said, "Patron, you just earned quite a bit of money. What do you plan on using it for?"
By now, the Daoist priest understood that the monk did not treat him as a fellow seeker of the way. That was why he addressed him as patron.
The Daoist priest knew that if he didn’t treat the man in front of him, he wouldn’t be able to continue this line again. Hence, he gritted his teeth and said, "Donate it."
Fangzheng smiled in satisfaction. "Amitabha. Patron, you are quite wise. Cultivate well in the future. Perhaps, you might have a good ending."
The Daoist priest’s face darkened when he heard that. Who praised people like that? He was clearly threatening him!
If he obtained a good ending if he cultivated well, what would happen if he didn’t cultivate well?
With this in mind, the Daoist priest shivered and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Master. I’ll donate the money today. I will close down and stop doing it."
Fangzheng said, "Amitabha. Patron, hurry up and run."
The Daoist felt a breeze before the monk and Salted Fish disappeared.
Such a magical divine power made him even more certain of Fangzheng’s identity.
At the same time, he was puzzled. Hurry up and run? Why did he need to run?
The Daoist priest had been in the business for a long time, so he was a smart person. He immediately snapped out of his daze and slapped his thigh. He exclaimed, "Oh no! That ghost was likely invited by Master Fangzheng to deal with that fellow. If Master Fangzheng has gone to him, the ghost will definitely reappear. That fool will know that he has been deceived the moment he sees the ghost. Wouldn’t he be seeking trouble with me?"
With this in mind, the Daoist immediately packed up his money, closed the shop’s door, and turned into an alley. As he passed through the alley, he took off his Daoist robe and revealed his t-shirt and pants. Instantly, he turned into an ordinary middle-aged man that could be seen everywhere on the streets. Then, he got onto a car parked a thousand meters away and sped off.
On this day, a person came to the Angel Charity Association. He didn’t mention his name and directly donated 200,000 yuan before he left.
This matter was even reported on the news. For a moment, there were all sorts of laughter and chatter in the city, praising this person for being a generous person…
While some were happy, others were sad. But at this moment, Li Dafa was going crazy!
Li Dafa shivered as he lit a cigarette. His forehead was covered in cold sweat and his lips were purple!
Li Dafa was not the only one. The secretary was the same as well. They sat beside each other, but an additional person appeared between them at some point in time. He was dressed in construction worker clothes. He spread his arms and put his arms around their shoulders. He smiled bitterly and said, "Gentlemen, were you having fun just now?"
"Big Big… Big Brother Cai, there’s… always room for negotiation," the secretary said with a sobbing tone.
"Cai Guohong, want a… cigarette?" As Li Dafa spoke, he took out a cigarette. However, his hands were trembling so badly that he could not take it out.
"Where are we going now?" Cai Guohong asked.
Li Dafa asked the secretary with a sobbing tone, "Where are we going?"
The secretary also cried. "Supervisor Li, how would I know?"
Li Dafa said, "Why don’t you know?"
The secretary was also agitated as he hurriedly shouted, "Go to the bank to get money… Okay?"
Li Dafa said, "Will that do?"
Cai Guohong chuckled and said, "How much are you withdrawing?"
Li Dafa said, "As long as you’re happy, any amount will do."
Therefore, when the car arrived at the bank entrance, a group of security guards looked at Cai Guohong and his secretary with a confused look. The two of them were stiff, and their legs were wobbly as they walked forward. There was something fishy about them, but they couldn’t tell why.
After entering the bank, Li Dafa was directly invited into the VIP lounge by the bank’s staff. He smiled and served tea.
However, Li Dafa could not wait any longer. He saw Cai Guohong take out a knife and grind it…
Therefore, Li Dafa shouted, "There’s no need to take out anything else. Get me money!"
"Supervisor Li, how much are you withdrawing?" the bank manager asked.
Li Dafa said, "500,000!"
Bam!
Cai Guohong tapped the knife in his hand and mumbled, "It’s quite sharp. I can use it now."