Chapter 1501: Don’t Lie
Chapter 1501: Don’t Lie
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
"Are you sure?" asked the System.
"Yes!"
"Ding! Please take receipt!"
Fangzheng turned his head and happened to see a brand new Thousand-armed and Thousand-eyed Guan Yin beside the child-giving Guan Yin.
"Master, should we also get one Merit Box?" Squirrel shouted.
Fangzheng smacked his forehead. How could he have forgotten the critical item? But how was he to exchange for one now? What could he use to exchange for it?
Helpless, Fangzheng said, "You block the door. I’ll get some Frost Bamboo and make one myself."
But he heard someone shout from outside. "I heard Abbot Fangzheng’s voice!"
Then, the door couldn’t hold on any longer. The dilapidated door creaked as though it was about to collapse at any moment!
Lone Wolf, who was blocking the door, looked at Fangzheng with an aggrieved look as though he was saying: "What do we do?"
Fangzheng sighed helplessly. "Forget it…"
Then, Fangzheng grabbed Salted Fish and placed him in front of the bodhi tree. "Same old rules, you collect money! If you collect plenty, you will have food to eat. If not, starve…"
Then, Fangzheng hurriedly ran to the backyard and shouted, "Open the door!"
The next moment, Lone Wolf hurriedly dodged…
There was a clang!
The door was pushed open…
Then, everyone at the door was dumbfounded…
One Finger Monastery was a holy land in the eyes of everyone! A residence of the divine monk, Fangzheng!
They were knocking and pushing on the door because they were too anxious. However, to damage the door to the holy land… Everyone was at a loss.
They looked at each other like children who had done something wrong.
At that moment, Fangzheng activated A Golden Millet Dream and came out again. He whispered into Monkey’s ear.
Monkey was enlightened as he pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. Patrons, are you injured? It’s fine if the door is damaged. Just raise it up."
Everyone looked at each other in embarrassment…
"Patrons, if you wish to offer incense, please come in. The monastery is simple and spartan. Please be gentle," said Monkey.
With the experience of toppling the door, everyone was indeed much more careful. Although One Finger Monastery had undergone a huge change and was much more dilapidated…
However, the lush bodhi tree, the emerald-green Frost Bamboo, and Monkey, Squirrel, Lone Wolf, and Salted Fish sitting under the bodhi tree, as well as Red Boy who was smiling at them, everything told them that this was the present One Finger Monastery!
As for Scrapped Car, he had already been sent to the backyard. There was really no place in the front yard for him.
"Master, your monastery… is really dilapidated!" Scrapped Car grumbled.
Fangzheng said, "Be content. At the very least, you can shield yourself from the wind and rain."
Scrapped Car said, "That’s for all of you. Where do I live?"
Fangzheng was taken aback. It seemed like his monastery really didn’t have a garage! Therefore Fangzheng said, "When I have the time, I’ll help you build a stable… Uh, a garage."
Scrapped Car: "…"
Scrapped Car: "Master, didn’t you say that you would let me meet my original owner? Have you forgotten?"
Fangzheng said, "Of course I remember what I promised you. However, I have to resolve your problem with gas first. Do you wish to continue driving drunk on the road?"
Scrapped Car: "…"
"Alright, don’t worry. This Penniless Monk will definitely let you meet your owner again," consoled Fangzheng.
Scrapped Car said, "Alright, then I’ll wait…"
"Master, there are so many people who wish to meet you. Look…" Red Boy ran in with sweat all over his face as he said bitterly.
"Who are they?"
"There are local government
Fangzheng rolled his eyes when he heard that. "I’m not meeting a single one!"
"Ah? Master, are you not going to treat their illnesses?" Red Boy asked.
Fangzheng frowned. "Is medical treatment very expensive now? Didn’t I pass out all those medical skills?"
Red Boy said with a wry smile, "How would I know? Why don’t I find someone for you to ask?"
Fangzheng thought for a moment and said, "Alright, find… the poorest!"
Hence, Red Boy ran out and stood on the wall. He said, "My master has agreed to meet everyone, but my master has a request. He only sees those who are seriously ill and are the poorest! As for the rest, none of them will be met!"
"Ah? Venerable Jingxin, didn’t you tell Master that I’m here to negotiate on behalf of the local government?" a man asked indignantly.
Red Boy shrugged and said, "Yes, but master won’t meet you. Alright, don’t waste any time. Those who meet the requirements raise their hands!"
The next moment, a large group of people raised their hands.
"F*ck, CEO Wang, your real estate company is so rich. Are you poor?" someone exclaimed.
When the balding man heard that, he pulled off his tie and threw it to the side. "So what if I have a company? I have a pile of debt. If we compare who’s poorer, you won’t be able to repay my negative assets for life!"
"CEO Li, what about you? You run quite a few large pharmacies. Are you poor as well?" someone shouted.
CEO Li immediately said, "So what if I sell medicine? Can’t I be poor selling medicine?" When he said that, his face turned red…
Following that, more and more people had their identities revealed. For a moment, it was a mess.
When Red Boy saw this, he realized that it was impossible to keep this going. Hence, he said, "Let me give you a piece of advice. Don’t lie! With my master’s ability, you will be seen through the moment you enter! Our One Finger Monastery’s rules are a blacklisting forever if you lie. One Finger Monastery will no longer welcome you!"
Upon hearing this, a large number of raised hands were lowered!
Only one person was raising his hand…
Upon seeing this scene, Red Boy was rendered speechless…
However, upon careful thought, it made sense. Who would have the time to find One Finger Monastery in the rural mountains? They were all busy earning money to feed their families!
No matter how miraculous One Finger Monastery was, One Finger Monastery would not give money or rations!
Besides, the current position of One Finger Monastery was also spread by people. Only people with money and time would waste time to come and verify it. Truly poor people would not have the time.
The only person who raised his hand was an old man wearing a green coat. He said, "I… am really poor."
Red Boy smiled. "Follow me. Master is waiting for you inside."
The elder excitedly followed Red Boy to the backyard. The others were extremely envious, but unfortunately, no one dared to behave atrociously in One Finger Monastery.
When he arrived in the backyard, the elder saw a handsome and sunny monk sitting in the backyard. Upon seeing him enter, the monk immediately stood up and smiled. "Patron, this way please."
"Aiyah… Abbot Fangzheng, you don’t have to do this to me. I’m just an old man…" The elder was flattered.
Fangzheng smiled. "Patron, you are being too polite. You are an elder, so it’s only right."
The elder sat down excitedly with Fangzheng’s help. He sat on the stool as though he was sitting on pins and needles. He looked embarrassed.