Chapter 118 Temple Fair Ends, Matters Arise

The van passed by, and everyone crowded around it, pressing their palms together in prayer, each seeking blessings.

The men shed their frivolousness, the women their flirtatiousness.

Everyone was immersed in a pious atmosphere,

as if at this moment,

they all discovered that they were actually incarnations of the Golden Cicada, hidden for decades.

For some inexplicable reason, Boss Zhou suddenly felt that the marbles in the van had also become sacred, as if they were not ordinary marbles, but possessed a special significance.

However, Zhou Ze had actually seen the relics of true eminent monks, and not only had he seen them, but he had also been "bombed" by them.

Back then, when his soul left his body and wandered the streets, he happened to encounter a convoy transporting relics and was almost blasted to smithereens.

Why hadn't he encountered glass relics back then?

The monks were lined up neatly, and an old monk held a glass box containing the relics, slowly walking to the front of the stage in the gaze of the crowd.

"Wow, sis, Xu Le, look, the relics are so beautiful, they're even glowing."

Zhou Ze nodded,

thinking to himself,

Duh,

go buy a marble from a convenience store and it'll reflect light under the sun.

The old monk placed the glass box on the table in the center of the stage, and Attorney An, wearing a black suit, walked up to the stage and gave the old monk a microphone.

The old monk took the microphone,

tapped it,

"Wei, wei, wei, wei, weiwei, ding..."

An ear-piercing electronic sound came out, and people near the high platform subconsciously covered their ears.

Fortunately, the microphone was quickly adjusted.

The old monk began his speech:

"First of all, I am very grateful to the organizers of this event for inviting us to bring Master Huineng's relics here to meet everyone...

This humble monk's trip is to promote Buddhist culture and actively promote Buddhist teachings, hoping that our Buddhism can promote social harmony and maintain social stability. Under the leadership of x and xx, we will continue to work hard to enrich the people's spiritual and cultural life and contribute our share to the construction of a comprehensive well-off society!"

"This old monk is talking so much nonsense," Lin Yi muttered with dissatisfaction.

"He needs to earn a living."

Zhou Ze smiled,

and subconsciously looked up,

towards the balcony behind the high platform,

but he was stunned,

where's Old Zhang?

Perhaps meeting Doctor Lin and his sister-in-law had made Boss Zhou a little lax, and he, who was originally fishing, hadn't noticed in time that the bait was gone.

"I have something to do, I'll take my leave first."

"Hey, Xu Le, you..."

"Okay, go ahead and take care of your business."

…………

"Hehe, hehe..."

In the room,

Old Zhang sat on the sofa in a daze, his eyes dull.

Opposite him,

sat a woman wearing a red t-shirt. The woman was probably in her thirties, with yellowish skin, and a cheap salon haircut that made her hair extremely haggard.

But her eyes flashed with a strange luster, like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey, and this prey was fleshy, juicy, and delicious.

The woman's hand gently stroked Old Zhang's jaw.

"The incense on this body is really terrifying. I was just attracted by this temple fair, but I ended up discovering such a big one."

As soon as she finished speaking,

the woman suddenly paused and looked towards the door.

"Bang!"

The door was kicked open,

and the little boy appeared at the door.

So, at critical moments, one's own ancestor is the only one who can be truly relied upon;

at least, he is more reliable than certain bosses who forget righteousness for the sake of beauty.

"Evil creature, presumptuous!"

The little boy let out a low shout, his fingertip pointing forward. Instantly, streaks of red light shot out.

The woman retreated, quickly moving towards the balcony, but before leaving, her gaze fell again on Old Zhang sitting on the sofa, revealing a hint of hesitation.

And it was this hint of hesitation that cost her the last chance to escape.

"The Underworld is ordered, the Yellow Springs are boundless!"

A pink light curtain directly enveloped the outside of the balcony. Attorney An, holding a Super Overlord cup in his left hand, raised his right hand horizontally, his bones gaunt.

After her retreat was cut off, the woman instead made up her mind. Her figure was like the wind as she rushed towards the little boy in the room.

"Heh!"

The little boy's figure also changed quickly. After fighting with the woman for several rounds, he gradually gained control of the situation.

Because he not only wanted to destroy her avatar, but also wanted to capture it alive, so as to follow the vine and find her real body, the little boy could not fully unleash his power.

But fortunately, with his strength and experience as a judge, it wouldn't be difficult to subdue this woman, even if it took a little more effort.

The woman also noticed the change in the situation. The little boy in front of her was ruthless, and in front of him, she was like someone whose every step had been foreseen, and she was completely at a disadvantage.

"You and I have no old grudges or recent hatreds, why set up a trap and force me so hard!"

The woman questioned while continuing to fight.

"Hey, stop talking nonsense, you were the one who broke the rules first. Before you try to do something, you should take a good look at whose arena this Tong City is!"

The little boy pressed down his palm,

a red grid descended from the ceiling,

directly enveloping the woman!

The woman was bound within it, unable to break free. Knowing that she had no hope of escaping, her eyes immediately revealed a hint of determination!

"Mài lī mài lī hōng!"

Pink smoke penetrated the grid and hit the back of the woman's head,

and the woman's face immediately showed a look of confusion and dullness,

"thump,"

she sat on the ground.

Attorney An's figure appeared at the door, yawning lightly. If he hadn't taken action, the little boy would have captured another self-detonating avatar.

It wasn't that Attorney An hadn't thought about deliberately embarrassing Old Zhang, but he knew that the monks outside and these formations were all hired by him at a considerable price. If it was all wasted, he would feel a little heartache.

After seeing that the woman was completely restrained, Attorney An quickly stepped forward and completely sealed her spirit, first cutting off her connection with her true body.

At this time,

Zhou Ze's figure appeared at the door,

clearly arriving late,

but giving people a sense of calm and composure, believing that his subordinates would definitely be victorious.

As soon as the boss arrived,

Attorney An was still busy with the finishing touches of the seal,

while the little boy took the lead and respectfully said to Zhou Ze:

"Your subordinate has not failed his mission and has successfully captured her!"

Attorney An, with his back to Old Zhang, gritted his teeth,

his sense of crisis deepened again!

…………

The temple fair ended when the monks finished chanting scriptures and left with the marbles, no, the relics.

At this time,

on the sofa in the bookstore,

Attorney An was playing with a string of marbles,

jokingly teasing the old Daoist next to him:

"I feel like these marbles have been blessed today?"

"Probably," the old Daoist said while combing the little monkey's fur.

"Why don't you warm them in your crotch for a few days, and they might be usable."

"Don't make such jokes, can that place be randomly filled with other things?"

"How would you know if you don't try?"

Attorney An flicked the marbles and tossed them to the little monkey to play with. Then, he leaned his entire back on the sofa. Old Zhang had already started questioning the woman in the inner room, so he probably wouldn't be needed. He was happy to have some leisure.

"This thing has finally been caught. I've been delaying my kidney stone surgery for the past few days because of it."

"Oh yeah, which hospital are you having surgery at?" the old Daoist asked curiously.

"Why?"

"I'll bring you some supplements. Think about it, when you're hospitalized after the surgery, everyone on the beds next to you will have visitors, but you'll be all alone, that's so embarrassing."

"You make a good point. I'm at the Mona Lisa Mercy Hospital. I made an appointment before, but I postponed it."

"Huh, why not go to the Lin family's hospital?"

"The boss is already like that with them, why would I go and mooch off them? Is there any point?"

At this moment, Zhou Ze, who had just finished showering, walked out and heard what Attorney An had just said, and said:

"If possible, change hospitals."

"Huh?" Attorney An was a little puzzled.

"Generally speaking, I'm not saying absolutely, but generally speaking, hospitals with names like 'Modern,' 'Dongfeng,' 'Benevolence,' 'Obstetrics,' 'Elizabeth' are likely to be part of the Putian system."

"I've always heard about the Putian system, only knowing that it's bad, but what exactly is the Putian system?"

The old Daoist asked, knowing that his boss must know a lot about this.

"It's from Putian, Fujian. A large group of people came out of there in the early years. They're the ones who plastered the telephone poles with ads for treating infertility, impotence, premature ejaculation, and other things.

Later, the industry upgraded and they started running hospitals, but it's still the same old routine. First, they bombard you with advertising and propaganda to trick you into going in. They say it'll cost five hundred to get a circumcision, but when they're halfway done, they ask you for five thousand."

"Oh, I see. So it seems that you still have to go to a regular hospital, like what what city's nth hospital, central hospital, people's hospital affiliated hospital, those are the regular ones, right?"

Zhou Ze wiped his hair with a towel and replied:

"It depends on luck. In the past, some departments in some regular hospitals could even be rented out and contracted. It seems that new regulations have been introduced in recent years to prohibit this, but you can't guarantee it. After all, 'policies from above, countermeasures from below' is a tradition.

By the way, Old An, how did you think of going to that what Mona Lisa Hospital?"

Old An scratched his nose a little shyly, but he was honest. There was really no need to hide anything here, after all, everyone knew each other's personalities,

so he directly replied:

"The little nurse who gave me a flyer for that hospital was really pretty."

"Bang!"

At this moment,

an explosion came from the private room,

Old Zhang, who had also been sitting on the sofa listening to everyone talking about Putian hospitals, immediately jumped up and rushed to the private room, anxiously shouting:

"My ancestor!"

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