The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism
chapter-1462-30041322

When Liu Kan saw this, he knew that something was going to happen. He quietly retreated.

Jing Yulong said, "Sir, here's your phone. Thank you for your help."

With that said, Jing Yulong turned around and looked at Liu Kan. He said coldly, "Liu Kan, pay for your return ticket yourself. Go back to China. In the future, there's no place for you in China's calligraphy world. I'll also help you remove your official position in school. From now on, you can stay at home and play with your water gun!"

"Mr. Jing, you can't do this… This is art. It's different from other people's art…" Liu Kan cried anxiously as he pleaded.

When Jing Yulong heard the word "art," he lifted his leg and kicked Liu Kan to the ground. "Art? Are you calling dog piss art? Do you think everyone is a fool? Bullshit art, complete bullshit. Let me tell you, if you say the word 'art' again, I'll f**king kill you!"

Jing Yulong was truly infuriated. He promoted Chinese calligraphy arts out of good intentions, but he never expected to be promoting something like that! Thankfully, Fangzheng and company had come to stir up trouble. If not… Just the thought of it made him blush. He nearly disgraced himself!

"Men, throw him out!" With that said, Jing Yulong strode off. The faster he walked, the faster he became. Finally, he decided to run!

He ran to the entrance and surveyed his surroundings, but he didn't see any familiar bald head. He returned to the surveillance room and pulled out the recording. Only then did he see everything that had happened. He saw the old monk reach out his hand in a way as agile as a monkey. He slapped him so happily that it was obvious that there was a problem!

At the same time, he saw the old monk disappear into the crowd with the young monk. They left the stadium and headed east.

"Get me a car! No matter what, find them!" Jing Yulong shouted in excitement.

"Yes!" The subordinate immediately got off to search for a car. Then, a large group of people drove around looking for Fangzheng.

At the same time, a flight from China landed at the airport. A group of people rushed into the city in search of Fangzheng.

And at that moment, where was Fangzheng?

"Master, are we just going to abandon our hotel and our luxurious meals?" Red Boy asked with a sobbing tone.

Fangzheng shook his head and said, "What do you want? Getting it only brings about trouble. Just enjoying it for a day is sufficient. People need to be content. Besides, we are here to earn money. Now that we have the money, why are we still outside?"

Red Boy said aggrievedly, "There are still many foreign cuisines that I haven't tried before. I feel like I've suffered a loss for leaving just like that."

"Alright, cut the crap. Let's quickly return to the monastery!" With Red Boy leading the way, Fangzheng flew off. The people who came to look for Fangzheng naturally failed.

However, after Fangzheng's live video was exposed, more people felt that the bastardy old monk and the violent young monk were Fangzheng and Jingxin. However, no one could figure out why Fangzheng was hiding when he was still in the mortal world.

Also, why did Fangzheng become so old?

The Internet was in an uproar. In Northeast China, One Finger Village's peace was broken. A large number of reporters rushed to the village and asked the villagers who were familiar with Fangzheng, asking if they felt that the old monk's every move resembled Fangzheng…

The conclusion they received was that they did not know what was going on. It frustrated the reporters so much that they decided to just stay. They entered a battle of time attrition with the villagers. They were very sure that it was definitely Fangzheng! However, guessing was useless. They needed people who were more familiar with Fangzheng to step forward and give an answer!

Wang Yougui sat in Tan Juguo's house as he drank some alcohol and ate pork. He sighed and said, "Grandpa, I watched the video. It's definitely that punk, Fangzheng!"

Tan Juguo flicked the smoke pipe and said, "Yes, he looks like a Zen Master One Finger and his actions are Fangzheng's. In this world, if Zen Master One Finger didn't become a zombie, it would be a transformation of that darn brat, Fangzheng."

Wang Yougui smiled and said, "That's right. However, why did he suddenly ascend? He even disappeared without a trace."

Tan Juguo chuckled. "If he doesn't run, he won't be Fangzheng."

Wang Yougui was puzzled.

Tan Juguo looked out the window and said, "Fangzheng's ability is too powerful, so powerful that it easily makes many people uneasy. Be it domestic or abroad, who would want to see a living atomic bomb loitering around?"

Wang Yougui was taken aback before he shouted, "I understand what you mean. But since he chose to hide, why did he appear?"

Tan Juguo said, "That punk doesn't have any ambition and doesn't wish to be a hegemon. However, he doesn't wish to see no one for the rest of his life. With his personality, do you think it's possible for him to stay in the deep mountains and forests for his entire life to meditate on the Zen?"

Wang Yougui thought carefully about Fangzheng's various antics in the past. Following that, he said with a smile, "If Fangzheng could settle down quietly, pigs can probably fly."

Tan Juguo said, "That's right. Besides, he's afraid of trouble. Therefore, he used his actions to tell those people that he has no interest in this world. All he wants to do is do what a monk should do. I believe that after experiencing all these, those who have thoughts about him would give up those thoughts that they shouldn't have."

Wang Yougui drank a huge mouthful of alcohol and smiled happily. "Doesn't that mean that the punk is coming back?"

Tan Juguo said, "I don't know when he'll be back… After all, our country's president is magnanimous and can accept his attitude. However, the foreign bigwigs might not want to see such a person in the world. If he appears openly, he will definitely attract a lot of trouble… That lazy ass probably won't return anytime soon."

Wang Yougui sighed and said, "Sigh, this brat… Forget it. It's fine as long as he's happy. Then… What about the reporters?"

Tan Juguo shook his head. "Just pretend that you don't know anything. Just let that punk Fangzheng do whatever he wants."

Wang Yougui nodded. "Understood."

…

"Ding… Congratulations on punishing a fake calligrapher and protecting traditional culture. Do you want to draw?"

It had been a long time since Fangzheng heard this voice. When he suddenly heard it, he immediately said happily, "Yes! Of course! System, can I exchange for the Light Opening Talisman?"

Back then, Ma Juan, Fang Yunjing, Zhao Datong, and company had pooled money to buy Fangzheng a cell phone. Later, the cell phone was blessed and became a piece of advanced technology. Fangzheng had never paid any fees. After all the benefits were taken away by the System, the cell phone stopped working. Furthermore, there was no cell phone signal deep in the mountains. Therefore, the cell phone had been in a constant state of disuse.

Fangzheng had always kept it on him, but it was useless.

"Ding! Do you want to exchange for one Light Opening Talisman?" asked the System.