The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism
chapter-1077

Upon hearing that, the girl shook her head indifferently. "That monk was just playing to the gallery and stealing attention. Grandpa, why do you pay attention to such people? That Buddha projection was just created with some lighting. It's nothing hard to do. Don't you often say that superstition is a harm to the country? That only by being strong militarily and having smart brains will the country be strong?"

The elder chuckled. "I was talking philosophically then, but all kinds of things can happen in life to change one's mind. How can one distance oneself from the world? For this monk to cause such a stir without anyone exposing him for a fraud, there is something fishy about it. But in another way, it's also a form of success for him."

The girl nodded slightly. "That makes sense, but it just doesn't feel right."

"Eh?" The elder suddenly exclaimed as his gaze turned fixed as though he was a tiger who had seen another king of the mountain.

The girl looked over and saw a man wearing camouflage attire. He wasn't too tall, but he was extremely muscular. He walked with a strong attitude and was clearly well-trained in combat.

The girl said, "Grandpa, he looks like an expert in something! Do you know him?"

The elder narrowed his eyes. "Not personally. That fellow hasn't appeared in such a long time that I've almost forgotten his looks. Perhaps I made a mistake…"

"Is that person very impressive?" the girl asked.

"Very. He's a legend from Thailand. People call him the Eight-armed God. He swept through a generation of men, but unfortunately, for some reason, he disappeared during a competition in Vietnam. People say that he was crippled by the Vietnamese and could only protect himself under a different name. Others say that he was rescued and went into hiding… However, they are all rumors and therefore unreliable."

"Oh, I see." The girl nodded, her eyes wearing a look of anticipation. She was a martial artist herself. She naturally looked up to powerful martial artists. At the same time, she appreciated her grandfather's era. Back in his day, martial artists could travel the world and take care of themselves just by their fists and legs alone. It wasn't like the present day where they had to rein in the use of martial arts, unlike say, dancers who could perform wherever they wished.

The duo casually chatted as time flew by quickly.

At this moment, the monk in sunglasses leisurely walked back. Then, he stood at the airplane's gate, spending all day to match it with his boarding pass. Only after confirming it with the service staff did he breathe a sigh of relief. He mumbled. "Heavens. Why is this airport so huge? It's so hard to find the gate. I nearly got lost!"

Fangzheng had nearly gotten lost back at that high-speed rail station the last time. For an airport, it was even more complicated. It wasn't easy for him to find the place he had to go. He decided that now that he'd found it, he wouldn't leave even if he needed to wet his pants. He didn't want to get lost again.

Hence, Fangzheng swept the area and found a seat after a while. Hence, he hurriedly went over and sat down.

At this moment, a thick hand covered the seat.

Fangzheng was taken aback. As he traced the hand, he saw that it belonged to a young lady. Fangzheng was immediately taken aback. He thought that it belonged to a man! More importantly, the woman's eyes weren't large, but they had a fire in them. Her chin was slightly lifted in a little display of her arrogance. Just from her face and figure, she was definitely a beautiful lady! But that hand… Was that her original hand? Or had it been attached later on?

Shaking his head, he purged the nonsensical thoughts in his mind and was just about to ask her what she was doing.

Then, he heard an elderly but forceful voice sound. "Xun'er! Be polite!"

Only then did the girl retract her hand unwillingly. Then, she got up and said, "Grandpa, I'll go take a walk."

With that said, the girl left.

The elderly man shook his head in resignation before saying to Fangzheng, "Sorry. This granddaughter of mine has a straight personality. She never liked people of religion from a young age. Please forgive her for any transgressions."

Fangzheng was a classic example of returning kindness tenfold. He hurriedly replied politely, "Amitabha. Patron, thank you. Why would This Penniless Monk hold it against a child? However, this granddaughter of yours does lack a proper upbringing."

The elder was taken aback. He had just said that his granddaughter had a straight personality, but this monk was even straighter!

The elder laughed, embarrassed. He didn't continue the conversation.

Before long, the girl returned with a paper bag in hand. The smell of meat wafted over as she smacked her lips while sitting beside Fangzheng. "Delicious! Grandpa, want some? This spicy duck neck just keeps getting better."

With that said, the girl shot a glance at Fangzheng as though saying, "I'm eating meat. Aren't you leaving? Aren't you afraid of violating the precepts? Or why don't you stop me? We can then have a fight!"

But to her chagrin, Fangzheng was playing with his phone in relish while taking in the meat fragrance. She looked over curiously and saw that he was looking at the different brands of spicy duck necks she was eating!

He's indeed a monk that doesn't follow the precepts! He exposed himself so quickly! The girl mumbled inwardly before her face turned livid when she peeped at the corresponding content.

On Fangzheng's phone were the following words displayed in a huge font: "Delicious duck neck has been found to have more than 180 times the normal colon bacillus…"

The girl turned her head away, her face black.

The elder didn't know what Fangzheng was reading, but when he saw his granddaughter's black face, he imagined that she was just irked by the monk. Hence, he grabbed a piece of duck neck and prepared to eat it. At that moment, they heard the monk mumble something.

The two subconsciously listened. "The colon bacillus in delicious duck neck is 180 times more than normal? What's colon bacillus? Isn't the colon the place filled with sh*t…"

Pfft!

The girl couldn't hold it in as she spat out all the duck neck in her mouth!

The elder was munching on the duck neck, unsure if he should continue eating or spit it out. He was in an extreme dilemma.

The girl flared up immediately and was about to shout.

At that moment, a sweet broadcast sounded, informing everyone that they could prepare to board the plane.

The girl pointed at Fangzheng and yelled, "You!"

Fangzheng got up, pressed his palms together, and smiled at her. "Amitabha. Hello, Patron."

Then, Fangzheng widened his stride and walked off!

Provocation! This was definitely a provocation!

The girl was so enraged that she nearly exploded. She yelled, "Stop there!" Then, she suddenly turned around.

She saw the baldy putting away the ticket in his hand and being led by a beautiful ticket attendant to board the plane.

"Darn Bald Donkey, how dare you run?" With that said, she picked up something beside her and threw it over!

The monk didn't even turn his head, but the moment he was about to be struck, he turned his head sideways, allowing the duck neck to fly past his bald head, striking the back of the head of someone in front of him! Then, that person seemed to violate the rules of a normal human physique. Without turning his head or body, his hand grabbed backwards at the duck neck!