Chapter 159 Coincidence

"I want to scold someone. After walking for so long, why are there no signposts? Who can tell me how to get to this intersection!" Fangzheng stood at the intersection with a depressed expression on his face. That's right, our master is lost. !

At this moment, a car stopped suddenly, and a person poked his head out and said with a smile, "Master, where are you going?"

Fangzheng clasped his hands together, and proclaimed a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, hello benefactor, the poor monk wants to go to Songwu County." Fangzheng thought for a while, and said Yizhishan, the other party probably didn't know him, but Songwu County should know. As soon as Fangzheng raised his head, he was stunned!

The other party was also stunned, and then shouted in unison: "It's you?!"

The driver, Fang Zheng, was no stranger to him. It was Jing Yan who had her skirt bitten off when she came to the mountain to cover the calligraphy competition.

"Master, where are you going? Hmm... You came out of Baiyun Temple?" Jing Yan looked at the road behind Fangzheng and asked with a smile.

Fangzheng said: "Female benefactor, this poor monk is not a great master, you should call me Master Fangzheng. The poor monk has indeed just come out of Baiyun Temple and is about to return to One Finger Temple."

"That's a coincidence, I'm going to Songwu County too. But I have to go to another place, and then go back, Master Fangzheng, if you're not in a hurry, I'll see you off?" Jing Yan laughed.

When Fangzheng heard this, he was immediately happy, and was wondering how to go back. Really want to go back, it's too far, he can bear the tiredness, but it's a waste of time! There is no one in One Finger Temple, although there are villagers, wolves, and squirrels looking after the house, but they are still a little worried. Now that I can hitch a ride, naturally one hundred and twenty would like it! The most important thing is that this car looks very high-end, he has never been in such a high-end car.

So Fangzheng clasped his hands together, saluted and said: "Then there will be a benefactor, poor monks are not in a hurry."

"Then what are you talking about? Mage, get in the car." Jing Yan opened the car door generously, Fangzheng got in the car, sat on the soft chair, leaned back, his whole body seemed to sink into the chair, very comfortable !

"This car is more comfortable than a taxi. It's great." Fangzheng said with emotion in his heart.

"Master Fangzheng." Jing Yan asked suddenly.

Fangzheng looked at Jing Yan puzzled, and asked, "Benefactor, what's wrong? Why don't you leave?"

"Uh, please fasten your seat belt first." Jing Yan said helplessly.

Fangzheng was stunned, seat belt? He has seen it in books and on TV, but he has never seen it in reality. When he looked sideways, he saw a black belt. After pulling it out, Fangzheng was a little silly. How does this thing work?

"Master Fangzheng, have you never been in a car?" Jing Yan understood a little bit.

Fangzheng said calmly: "The poor monk has ridden in ox carts, horse-drawn carts, bicycles, tractors, and a taxi a few days ago, but this is the first time he has ridden such a high-end car."

Jing Yan was stunned, there really is no one who has never ridden in this kind of car these days! Her car is not considered a luxury car, and taxis also have seat belts, and the usage of the seat belts is the same... Looking at Fang Zheng in front of her, Jing Yan understood that this monk also sat in the back of the taxi. Thinking of this, Jing Yan sighed: "Master, you are really different from your colleagues."

As for the difference, Jing Yan didn't say anything, but leaned down and pulled Fang Zheng's seat belt.

Fangzheng's muscles tensed subconsciously. It was the first time he was approached by a woman so close. He smelled the fragrance of her body. Fangzheng couldn't help saying in his heart: "Amitabha, when will you return to vulgarity..."

Jing Yan helped Fangzheng put in the seat belt, kicked the accelerator, and rushed away.

Fangzheng is not good at talking to women, and Jing Yan seems to have something on his mind, and the two of them didn't communicate much until Jing Yan went into the depths of the mountain and saw a village, Fangzheng couldn't help asking: " Mistress, what are you doing here?"

Jing Yan said: "This is no longer Baiyun County, but Guan County, which is the most impoverished county in this city. In terms of poverty, there are few people in the whole province who can compare with them. A poor village, Dongliang Village."

"Oh, the female benefactor is here to help them?" Fangzheng is no stranger to Dongliang Village. He reads the news every day, and Dongliang Village often makes headlines. Therefore, people often come to Dongliang Village to donate. There are even celebrities who have come to Dongliang Village to provide peer-to-peer funding. Jing Yan's family conditions are good, Fang Zheng already knew about it, otherwise those people would not be so afraid of her, so it is taken for granted that Jing Yan is here to show love.

In the end, Jing Yan shook her head resolutely, and said with a sneer, "Help the poor? No, I'm here to find out the truth! Some people are too shameless!"

"Uh...what do you mean?" Fangzheng was stunned.

"Master, you don't know Dongliang Village. I told you, but you may not believe it. But I believe you are a good monk and a good mage. Once you enter the village, you can see for yourself, and then you tell me your opinion , okay? I also don’t want my judgment to be influenced by my emotions, and I don’t want to be preconceived and arbitrary.” Since the trip to Yizhishan, Jing Yan has obviously become more cautious in doing things, and will never draw conclusions casually again. It is only after doing enough homework and research that we can draw conclusions.

Fangzheng didn't understand what Jing Yan meant, but this request was easy to satisfy, so he nodded and said, "Amitabha, poor monk can try."

On the road ahead, Jing Yan hesitated to speak several times, but she didn't say anything after all. Although Fangzheng was a little curious, he wouldn't ask if people didn't tell him, so the two came to Dongliang Village so quietly.

There is a dilapidated gate at the gate of the village. On the gate, it says Welcome to Dongliang Village, and there are quotations from great men on both sides. It doesn't feel too bad.

But as he approached the village, Fangzheng's brows frowned.

As soon as the car entered the village, a group of people surrounded them. Those who were squatting at the entrance of the village to talk also sat down directly, looking sickly.

The villagers who came around included men, women, and children. But everyone didn't speak, but looked at Jing Yan quietly, and some even showed some vigilance.

At this moment, several adults ran over and pulled the child away, preventing the child from approaching the car.

Jing Yan parked the car at the entrance of the village, took out her sunglasses, put them on, and got out of the car.

Fang Zheng looked at the cloudy sky outside and shook his head slightly, wondering why Jing Yan wore sunglasses. Although the snow reflects light and is prone to snow blindness, it is only a reaction in the field that is all white. The village is not all white, and the floodlight is not so strong, so it is completely unnecessary.

When the villagers saw that Jing Yan was a woman, their eyes became less wary.

Jing Yan smiled and said: "Hi everyone, my name is Jing Yan. I have nothing to say. I have some things in the trunk for you. Let's take a look. If you need anything, just take it."

After speaking, Jing Yan opened the trunk.

Fangzheng frowned when he heard this, what does Jing Yan mean? Although they are poor, they can't talk like that, right?