The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

"What master, what magic! It's just a scam!" Chang Yun persuaded bitterly.

As soon as Ouyang Fenghua was about to say something, I saw several people passing by, talking about the slate with excitement.

"Hurry up and see, I heard that the disciples hosted by Founder came to explain the mystery of slate!"

"This slate is really amazing. No one can understand what is written on it. The photos are blurred ... Isn't it magical?"

"I don't know, just look at it and know."

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A group of people hurrah ran over.

When Ouyang Fenghua heard it, she also became interested, and she glanced at Chang Yun: "Be careful when talking, if you are beaten, don't blame me for not reminding you."

After speaking, Ouyang Fenghua followed and ran, and it seemed that she was also very excited.

Chang Yun looked at the back of Ouyang Fenghua, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe it. I am a high-ranking student in Cambridge, and I can't compare with a stinky monk in a poor valley! Playing magic? Huh, I won't expose your trick!

Chang Yun caught up with Ouyang Fenghua and came to the two huge slate. Said to be a slate, it is actually an enlarged version of the irregular stele. Standing under the stone monument, Chang Yun looked up, his heart was more shocked!

Although the Stonehenge in Country y is also very shocking, but looking at it from its head, the Stonehenge here is even bigger! Coupled with the pattern that was clearly painted on it, but could not see it anyway, it added a bit of mystery to the stele.

Chang Yun could not help but muttered in his heart, "Is there really a magical power?"

However, he vetoed it immediately, and he firmly did not believe that there would be any magical power in this age of technology supremacy! Most importantly, for the people around him, he can't admit it!

So, what could cause this feeling? Chang Yun thought of this, his heart trembled, and what he thought, he gave himself a sharp jerking, closing his eyes in pain! At the same time, he pulled Ouyang Fenghua and said solemnly: "Don't stare at the slate. There is a mystery on this slate! If I am not mistaken, the so-called magical powers are all on this slate!"

Ouyang Fenghua froze and asked, "What do you mean? What magical powers are on the slate?"

"Did I not tell you before? As long as the conditions are sufficient, it can completely create a group hallucination. If I guess correctly, the pattern on this slate is an application of hypnosis! After watching it for a long time, it will be hypnotized. Once people He was hypnotized, and it was no surprise to see anything. "Chang Yundao.

Ouyang Fenghua said: "But ..."

"Nothing but, seeing here, I am basically sure, this monk is not a serious person, or a demon monk!" Chang Yun said firmly.

When Ouyang Fenghua heard it, she rolled her eyes. Changyun, a guy who has not been in China all year round, is unclear, but Ouyang Fenghua is very clear. I didn't have this slate in Yizhishan before! Even when the supernatural event happened, there was no such slate! The so-called group hypnosis is simply not true!

Unfortunately, Ouyang Fenghua was interrupted by Chang Yun as soon as she opened her mouth. By the way, Chang Yun also gave her a variety of hypnotic knowledge about science, which made Ou Yang Fenghua cry and laugh. However, she was too lazy to explain. Anti-normal clouds can not stay for a few days. Believe it or not, Fangzheng will be magical. It doesn't matter. Take him for a few days.

Made up his mind, Ouyang Fenghua didn't argue, but in Chang Yun's view, this was his victory! He defeated the stupid feudal superstition with knowledge! Freed a lost lamb!

When Chang Yun was so proud, and wondering whether to analyze the monk's character in passing, the voice of the child in front of him sounded.

Chang Yun, you look up, and you see a boy wearing a red bellyband, standing in front of the slate, with his hands folded, saying, "Amitabha, presumably all the donors are very curious where this slate came from, right?"

Everyone nodded subconsciously.

The red child clasped his hands together and pointed at the sky: "The slate comes from the sky, but the content above is really written by the teacher. It says the medical effort of the teacher's life!"

"What? Master Founder's medical experience?" The crowd suddenly exclaimed.

Then everyone suddenly realized that the things on this slate didn't seem to be ghosts! This turned out to be the medical experience of Huaxia First Divine Doctor! If you have learned this, wouldn't you want to be rich and not to be famous?

"It's a joke. It looks dizzy and looks dizzy when you look at it. Do you still say it's a medical experience? Is it the" Tai Xuan Jing "? I don't have enough understanding and can't see it?" At this time, a questioning sounded, It was Chang Yun who spoke.

Everyone heard it, it seems that this is indeed the case, everyone can't understand it, so what's the use of this thing?

Chang Yun saw everyone seemed to agree with his point of view, and continued: "The reason why Chinese culture is declining is because of you guys who make mysterious things! If you really want to preach and work, open schools, give lectures, and publish books, wouldn't you be finished? Why bother? So many moths? Want me to say that this is your reputation! So get mysterious! "

As soon as this word came out, many people frowned. They admit that they can't understand the things on this slate, but to say that Founder is selling his reputation, so he's foolish? Everyone still does not agree. Who is Fang? The things that Founder has done, count them one by one, that's all really helping people! Such people sell reputation? No one believed it at all.

But what about this incomprehensible stele? Did Founder's presidency also fall? Learned to hype?

Chang Yun continued: "Don't deny it. Your method is nothing but hype! If I'm not mistaken, you just put some so-called false miracles on your body and increase your fame. At the same time, flickering pilgrims buy incense, invest incense money, and make a fortune! I am right? "

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Fenghua quickly pulled Chang Yun, blocked his mouth, and his fangs tickled, "You say a few words, no one treats you dumb!"

But Chang Yun broke free and continued: "Fenghua, am I wrong? You can't be blinded by these inferior methods. You believe me, this is a bureau!"

In the face of Chang Yun's inquisitive questions, the red baby froze a bit, scratching his head, he couldn't figure out. Which one of the children was not watching, and the trouble came here? Isn't this a hit?

The red baby suddenly became angry, and as soon as he squeezed his sleeves, he was ready to start.

Just then, a Buddhist horn sounded.

"Amitabha!" After hearing this familiar voice, the red child shut up immediately, folded her hands, and saluted to the back: "The disciples met with Master."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked back.

Chang Yun and Ouyang Fenghua also stopped pulling. Chang Yun squinted his eyes to see the past. Although he had done his homework before coming, he knew what Fang Zheng looked like. But when he saw Fangzheng, he still had a bit of a confection ... because he found that this guy was even more handsome than him!

Ps: I saw some readers say that the founder's fame has suddenly become bigger and smaller, so that it is so famous that some people don't know him. For a simple example, there are many young meat stars now, but my mother doesn't know them. Many domestic superstars have gone abroad and no one knows them. This is normal, isn't it? Chang Yun was a person who lived in country y since he was a child. The empire that never settles down has no time to promote Chinese monks. In fact, the identity of each questioner is set, and it is normal for them to know Fang Zheng.