Wu Banxian, who was about to kneel down the previous moment, quickly put his waist and horse together, and stood up straight: "Uh... monk, I think I still have to think about it."

Fang Zheng was immediately happy. Sure enough, this guy was not here to be a monk, but to make a fortune.

Just then, a female voice suddenly rang out: "Master, I heard them say, "You are a fortune teller, can you tell me a fortune?"

Fang Zheng was stunned. This time he didn't set up a stall and didn't even sit down. Why was there anyone coming to tell his fortune?

After looking around, I saw that the fortune tellers looked at him. It was obviously recommended by these guys.

It seems that the person is a woman dressed simply, haggard and anxious.

Fang Zheng knew that this was someone who really needed help, so he became energetic and clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, female donor, what do you want?"

"Abbot Fang Zheng, sit down and talk." Wu Banxian pulled the two of them to the side.

The naked man said hello to a fat man who saw Fang Zheng coming and immediately covered the reincarnation sign of Buddha Tathagata and brought someone's stool over.

Fang Zheng and the woman sat down one after another, and Wu Banxian squatted beside him and listened.

The woman said thank you and said, "I'm looking for someone."

When Fang Zheng heard this, he frowned. If he was looking for something, the other party would have lost it because of carelessness. He could still dig out his subconscious from his dream to help find it.

But he is really not good at finding people!

So Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "Donor, I am afraid I can't help anymore. I am not good at finding people."

When the woman heard this, she looked lost. A light in her eyes dimmed. She seemed to be deflated and nodded slightly: "Thank you, Master, for disturbing me."

Then the woman slowly stood up and walked towards the corridor next to her in a daze.

It turned out that she lived on the third floor of the commercial and residential building behind Fang Zheng.

Seeing the woman's insane appearance, Fang Zheng felt a little unbearable, and Wu Banxian also pulled Fang Zheng: "Abbot Fang Zheng, don't pretend at this time. Take action when it's time. Didn't Buddhism say that saving a life is better than creating a seven-level pagoda? I see that girl's insane appearance, if she can't find someone again, she might find a short-lived person. Even if she doesn't find a short-lived person, she will easily become ill, so... "

"Shut up!" Fang Zheng glared at his crow's mouth.

Then Fang Zheng shouted with both hands: "Female donor, can you tell me about you? Maybe, well... I mean, maybe I can help."

When the woman heard this, she immediately became energetic and immediately walked back.

Wu Banxian quickly put the stool: "Sit down, sit down and talk."

After the woman sat down, she didn't wait for Fang Zheng to ask, as if she was afraid of missing this opportunity, she started to say to herself: "My name is Qin Ya, and I live on the third floor upstairs. Something happened recently. I want to tell fortunes and find someone, but everyone said she couldn't figure it out. Seeing you coming, I recommend me to find you. So I want to try..."

Fang Zheng nodded: "Donor, tell me."

Qin Ya nodded, then her eyes turned red and wet. She choked and wanted to say something several times, but she didn't say anything. Wu Banxian was anxious and wanted to urge her, but Fang Zheng glared at her and didn't dare to say anything.

Fang Zheng also saw that Qin Ya had a sad place in her heart. It would be fine if she didn't touch it. Once touched, it would hurt her greatly, and she couldn't speak in pain.

Fang Zheng didn't wait for Qin Ya to say that since Qin Ya was in that pain, he might as well go in and take a look!

A dream of yellow!

The next moment, Fang Zheng found himself appearing in a dirt house.

A woman walked in with a child in her arms, looked at another little girl and smiled, "Xiaoya, mom will help you bring back an older brother, and you will have an older brother in the future."

"Okay, I have an older brother, I have an older brother!" A little girl with a big bean curled happily.

Later I found out that this brother was the child of her father's comrade-in-arms. His parents died, so he was taken over.

...

A little boy was running hard with a kite on his back. With his hands spread, the kite flew up with the wind.

A little girl with a sheeptail braid next to her excitedly slapped her hands: "Wow, the kite is flying, it's flying! Brother Xing runs quickly, hurry up!"

The little boy ran harder, but as a result, he slipped and fell into the mud pit.

The little girl hurried over and said, "Brother Xing, are you okay?"

The little boy got up from the mud pit, his whole body was dark, but his bright big eyes looked very white and bright, just like the stars in the summer night sky.

"It's okay! Is it just a fall? My mother said that a man is bleeding but not crying!"

The next moment, the picture turned, the little boy was crying on the dirt road, running wildly with tears in his eyes. A woman behind him chased with a feather duster, a big yellow dog and a big black dog followed, and two big geese spread their wings and ran with them...

For a moment, smoke and dust rose on the dirt road in the countryside.

"Liu Xing, you little bastard, stop me! The clothes I just changed for you turned into this, stop me!"

...

The picture turns again, outside the big wall of the school.

"Brother, you should work harder, I can't get up." A little girl was trying hard to climb over the wall.

A dark-skinned little guy below was trying hard to send the little girl to the wall with his shoulders.

When the little girl went up, he shouted, "Don't move, grab it steadily."

Then the little guy started running and jumped up, and in a few seconds, he jumped to the ground easily.

Then the little guy leaned against the wall again: "Come on, step on my shoulder."

"Brother, can you do it?" the little girl asked.

"Of course it's OK, come on!" The little girl fell down and successfully walked through the high wall on the little guy's thin but powerful shoulders.

"You two, stop!" At this time, the security guard saw them.

"Sister, run!" The guy pushed the little girl and then rushed towards the security guard himself, hugged the security guard's thigh and shouted: "Sister, run, run..."

Seeing this scene, the security guard was so amused that he stopped chasing him. He grabbed the little guy's ear and scolded: "Why are you running? I'm a big bad wolf? What should I do if I fall down? I'm late next time, go to the main entrance, otherwise I won't screw off your ears!"

"Okay, okay, I lost my homework book..."

...

The picture turned again. At the gate of the junior high school, a boy and a few gangsters stared at each other.

"Who hit my sister? Say!" The boy looked fiercely like a hungry wolf, looking at the dozen or so gangsters in front of him.

A gangster said, "I beat him, what's wrong? Are you not convinced?"

The boy took out a kitchen knife and a stick from his arms and shouted: "Kill you to death!"

Then he really chopped, and the gangsters were so scared that they ran away without smoking, but they didn't see the slashing of the sword, but they were chopping the gangsters. The one who really made a ruthless move was that stick, and with one stick, they knocked the gangster in the lead to the ground.

The boy went up and beat the gangster to the point of blood and begged for mercy.

When the other gangsters fell in love with it, they killed them again. In the end, the boy was knocked to the ground with his two fists and four hands.

On the way to school, the girl was walking in the sunset with the limping boy.

"Brother, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"You lie, you're bleeding, you're all the pig's head."

"I am a pig head, you are a pig. Don't forget that I am your brother, a breed."

"Ph! Not your biological child!"

The boy's eyes were a little dim, but then he smiled relievedly and changed the topic:

"Sister, do you still feel pain? That bastard dares to punch you, and I will beat him next time!"

"I don't feel any more pain. Brother, can you stop fighting in the future?"

"Uh... as long as they don't bully you, I won't fight."

"Brother, do you still read books while walking?"

"It's a must. We must be the first in fighting, and we must be the first in studying. This is a talisman for fighting. The school is reluctant to deal with me, hehe..."

"Why do you like studying so much?"

"Because, this is the hope of my parents, and it is the only thing I can feed them. Moreover, my mother said: When I grow up, fighting will not protect you. Only learning can give me the power to protect you. Stop talking, sister, I memorize the text, please help me see if there is any wrong memorization..."

"Oh..." the girl responded, but her heart felt sad. Brother Xing had very little memory of his parents since he was a child, so every memory and every word was very precious to him. Even if it was a childhood memory, he still remembered it word by word.

...

One day, the sky was full of red clouds, and the red clouds were as bright as blood.

On the way home, a fire truck passed by.

A car parked beside him: "Your kid gets in the car, your house is on fire!"

When Liu Xing heard this, he quickly got into the car...

The strong wind blew the fire and burned the sky red. When Liu Xing rushed home, his home was gone.

Just when Liu Xing was desperate, a firefighter rushed out of the fire with his sister in his arms.

"Save people!"

Others rushed over...

The fire took away their parents, and the sister was protected by her parents, but she was slightly burned.
To be continued...