The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Zhao Baolin suddenly raised his voice. “On this joyous occasion, aren’t you going too far by saying something like that at a wedding reception?”

Fangzheng knew very well that Zhao Baolin was not a good-tempered person because of Zhao Yuhe and the pressure of his family. He had a fiery temper and was known for offending others. If there was conflict, he would immediately start cursing, even bringing people’s ancestors into the fray. There were no lack of times when he had turned violent. What’s more, this was happening at such an important occasion! Anyone would be angry if this happened to them.

But against Fangzheng, Zhao Baolin was still able to remain restrained. He still maintained respect towards Fangzheng and did not bring any family into it. Fangzheng was very pleased with his restraint.

Fangzheng said lightly, “Amitabha. A monk doesn’t lie. A marriage is determined by heaven. If it’s fated, good; if not, it’s only misfortune.”

“Shut up!” The moment he said that, Han Kunyan stood up, slamming the table before anyone could react. He pointed at Fangzheng and berated angrily. “You vile monk, what nonsense are you saying? In-laws, I don’t care what his standing is in this area! All I know is that I brought my daughter here to get married, but ended up getting cursed for bringing misfortune. I can’t tolerate this! I want justice!”

“Yes! That’s too much!” Zhou Shaoxia was furious as well.

Zhao Baolin and Chai Hong’s expressions turned pale. They did not blow their top at Fangzheng, but Fangzheng’s words were getting increasingly ridiculous. First he said that the wedding was not fated, and now he was calling it misfortunate!

“Get out! We do not welcome you here!” At that moment, a person ran over and pointed at Fangzheng angrily. The person was none other than Han Xiaoran.

No one expected the honest and easily bashful Han Xiaoran to suddenly run over and say something like that! However, everyone also understood that any woman would go insane if she encountered something like that.

What Fangzheng had said was indeed overboard. However, there was still someone who supported him.

“Lass, watch your words. Abbot Fangzheng doesn’t speak nonsense. If this were a good, fated marriage, Abbot Fangzheng would definitely bless you.” Dog Song did not care why Fangzheng was saying such words. All he knew was that all this time, Fangzheng had never done anything immoral, especially when it came to something as important as a wedding! Fangzheng was definitely not fooling around. If he spoke so negatively, there was definitely a reason.

“Dog Song, this has nothing to do with you. Mind your own business.” Zhao Baolin could not blow his top at Fangzheng, but he showed no mercy to Dog Song. He was still hoping to vent his anger, and now he had Dog Song as a target.

Dog Song curled his lips and said, “Zhao Baolin, Abbot Fangzheng…”

“Enough! I don’t care about whatever Fangzheng! Monk, are you here to cause trouble?” Han Kunyan came in front of Fangzheng and stared at him furiously.

Fangzheng showed no fear as he calmly faced him. “Patron, what This Penniless Monk said is something you understand very well, right?”

Han Kunyan’s eyes widened noticeably and just as he was about to say something, Han Xiaoran came in front of Fangzheng. Her white wedding gown accentuated her fair skin, but her expression was nasty. Han Xiaoran glared at Fangzheng and said, “Monk, there’s a saying that one would rather dismantle a temple than a marriage. Why are you doing this? I’m just an ordinary girl who wants to marry the person she likes. Is it that difficult?”

Upon saying that, Han Xiaoran’s tears began pattering down.

Upon hearing Han Xiaoran, many people’s hearts pained.

However, Fangzheng’s standing in the surrounding villages was not something which could be repressed by a few teardrops. Everyone simply chose not to say a word.

Fangzheng looked at Zhao Baolin and Chai Hong who looked stumped. Then, he looked at Zhao Yuhe. Although he could not hear, he could tell what was happening. He looked at Fangzheng angrily as well.

Fangzheng sighed when he saw this. “Amitabha. In that case, This Penniless Monk bids you farewell.”

With that said, Fangzheng turned around and flicked his sleeves before flitting away.

Zhao Baolin wanted to persuade Fangzheng from leaving, but he was stopped by Meng Huimei. Finally, he sighed and allowed Fangzheng to leave.

The moment Fangzheng left, Dog Song threw his chopsticks and got up. “Zhao Baolin, I have something going on at home. I’ll be leaving first.”

With that said, Dog Song left.

Sun Qiancheng, Chen Jin, Yang Hua, Yang Ping, and company exchanged looks and understood each other’s intentions. They were not Dog Song, who blew up regardless of the occasion, after all. At that moment, Tan Juguo rapped the table and said, “It’s not early. Zhao Baolin, don’t miss the auspicious timing.”

Upon hearing that, everyone took their seats again.

Dog Song chased up to Fangzheng and grumbled. “Abbot Fangzheng, this Zhao Baolin is such as a**hole.”

Fangzheng smiled. “If you were Patron Zhao, you would do the same.”

Dog Song was instantly left at a loss for words. Then, he chuckled and said, “To be honest, anyone who encounters this will feel terrible. Abbot, I know that whatever you said was well-intentioned.”

“Whether it was well-intentioned or not doesn’t matter. Patron, if you’re willing to do a few things and you succeed, it will bring you merit.”

“What is it?” Dog Song was taken aback as he leaned in and asked.

Fangzheng whispered a few words to him as Dog Song said in astonishment, “You… want me to do that?”

“Yes. Do you dare?” asked Fangzheng.

Dog Song laughed out loud. “Of course! But if I do it alone, it will probably be insufficient. I’ll get a few more people.”

“Don’t get caught,” said Fangzheng.

“Don’t worry!” Dog Song happily left. Before long, a few motorcycles left One Finger Village.

Han Kunyan heaved a sigh of relief with Fangzheng’s departure. However, he still felt uneasy and had a nagging feeling that the monk was an unforeseen variable in his plans. Therefore, Han Kunyan gave the excuse of wanting to cajole his daughter to bring his wife and daughter into a room. After locking the door and ensuring that no one was eavesdropping, Zhou Shaoxia slumped onto the stovebed and said worriedly, “Old Han, do you think that monk noticed something?”

Han Kunyan shook his head and said, “I’m not sure either. However, I doubt it. No one knows about what we did in the past. As for how we did it, it was practically flawless. It’s impossible the monk could tell.”

“Brother Han, I’m a little worried. The monk was too placid. When I looked into his eyes, it was like he could see through anything. Since the money is in hand, we should find an opportunity to leave,” said Han Xiaoran.

“Leave? Now? Then what about Wang Hu’s side? We spent so much effort to conspire against Zhao Baolin not for this bit of dowry money. Besides, most of the dowry came from our loan to him. Only thirty thousand came from Zhao Baolin,” Han Kunyan said.

“That’s right. We invited many colleagues to join in this act. It has become quite expensive. The thirty thousand we received is only enough for the expenses. I can’t accept leaving without more,” said Zhou Shaoxia.

“Then… What if the monk calls the cops? Our relationships are all faked. Same for our documents. They won’t be able to stand up to scrutiny,” said Han Xiaoran worried.

“Don’t worry. Someone is keeping watch at the police station. If the situation isn’t right, they will inform us. Once Wang Hu’s side succeeds, that will bring in hundreds of thousands or even more than a million. That would be big money. No risk, no gain, right? If we do well this time, we can replicate this scheme in the future. Selling organs is much more lucrative than scam marriages,” said Han Kunyan.

Han Xiaoran nodded slightly. “Alright then. Let’s wait a little longer.”