The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism - Chapter 119

Chapter 119: Master Acts Cute Too

Fangzheng was immediately amused . His hand trembled . Kacha! Another picture was taken .

Fangzheng was amazed at how good it came out! He continued snapping more pictures .

The squirrel also seemed to know what Fangzheng was up to . This time, he tugged at Fangzheng's ears and widened his mouth like he was about to chomp down on Fangzheng's ear . His expression looked rather fierce .

Fangzheng shared it on his social network and added a tagline, "Aiyah, I'm being bullied by a ferocious squirrel . My ears are in peril . Save me!"

He sent it out without much thought and did not expect anyone to reply to him . After all, he only had four friends—Zhao Datong, Hu Han, Fang Yunjing, and Ma Juan—on WeChat .

But . . . Ma Juan, who was preparing to set off fireworks at home, happened to look at her friends' Moments out of sheer habit, and she chanced upon Fangzheng's picture .

Ma Juan was immediately amused . She never expected this cute side of the master . As for the squirrel, she was not worried at all . Fangzheng was someone who could even subdue a starving wolf, so how could he succumb to a mere squirrel? Ma Juan immediately commented on the post, "Master, my condolences for your ears . I'll send you a hearing aid for the new year . Haha . "

Fangzheng was amused too . He took a close-up shot of the little fellow who was sprawled on Lone Wolf's head . He looked comfortable while covered snugly in Lone Wolf's silver fur .

When Ma Juan saw the picture, she broke out in laughter . She immediately replied, "This little guy sure is cute! Lone Wolf is looking cooler . Master, are there any other pictures? Requesting for more!"

At the same time, in a particular village in the northeast, Hu Han was carrying lanterns while leading a bunch of children in the village . Occasionally, they would throw some firecrackers at a particular person's house and run away after giving them a fright . He was having the time of his life . Occasionally, he would take a look at his cell phone . He happened to see Fangzheng share two consecutive posts on his WeChat Moments . He was immediately amused by the squirrel's intelligence . He replied, "Master, requesting for more . This squirrel is so intelligent . It's so cute!"

Then, Hu Han deliberately @-ed Fang Yunjing and Zhao Datong . "Yunjing, Datong, come and watch Master . He's acting cute!"

In the Lingjiang Microdistrict of JL City's Longshui District, Zhao Datong was standing beside a table of food . He held a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other . Despite being satiated, he continued stuffing dumplings into his mouth .

A few children younger than Zhao Datong were gobbling down the food beside him too . It was as though they had never eaten dumplings before .

At that moment, a young girl gave a rapturous laugh . She took out a shiny fifty-cent coin from her mouth and said with a loud laugh, "Haha, I got it! I'm going to be rich this year!"

"You young lass, how are you going to be rich at your age? It's such a waste of a coin . Hold on, there's another one . I need to work harder," Zhao Datong rebuked her before he continued eating .

The other children also sped up . As Zhao Datong ate, he grumbled inwardly, "I refuse to believe it . I'm a college student after all . How can my luck this year be inferior to a few kids?"

As he spoke, a boy a few years younger than Zhao Datong yelled . Everyone had heard the sound of teeth biting metal . Following that, the boy rejoiced amidst pain and took out a fifty-cent coin .

Zhao Datong and company threw their chopsticks collectively when they saw this . They lay motionlessly and rubbed their bellies . At the same time, there were all sorts of grumbling . There were smiles from the adults and laughter from the Spring Festival Gala airing on television . It was quite rowdy .

Zhao Datong finally found time for himself . He took out his cell phone and saw Hu Han @-ing him . When he looked at Fangzheng's picture, he immediately laughed and posted, "Master, post two more! I want all sorts of cute pictures!"

Fang Yunjing was not as crazy as Zhao Datong . She was watching the Spring Festival Gala quietly with her family . There were other relatives with her, and there were a bunch of children running around . Fang Yunjing would occasionally play with them . She found it quite enjoyable . Most of the time, Fang Yunjing preferred checking her cell phone to kill time . She did not enjoy the performances that were aired during that period .

When Fang Yunjing saw Fangzheng's pictures, her eyes lit up as she shared it and said, "Master, are there more of these fun pictures? I'm so sleepy, yet I have to stay up . I need some pictures to perk myself up . "

When Fangzheng saw the quartet press him for more pictures, he felt the loneliness in him melt away . He chuckled as he posted a few pictures he took . One of them was the squirrel's nest as well as the couplet he had written .

When Zhao Datong saw the squirrel's nest, he was in stitches from laughing, "Master, this is the squirrel's nest? It's clearly a flower pot . . . Hahaha! That really doesn't need any skill . "

The wealthy Ma Juan commented, "This is pathetic . Master, this is animal abuse . The squirrel's nest is terrible . I'll send you a better one another day!"

Fangzheng blushed and answered, "This Penniless Monk doesn't have any axes on the mountain . So it's not possible to make something intricate . The flower pot was the best This Penniless Monk was capable of . At least the little guy seems to like it . "

They responded with laughter .

Instead, Fang Yunjing and Hu Han noticed the couplets . Fang Yunjing was amazed as she said, "Master, where did you buy those couplets from?"

Fangzheng said, "This Penniless Monk wrote them . Why?"

Fang Yunjing replied in astonishment, "Master, you wrote that yourself?"

"Yunjing, what's all the fuss about?" by her side, her mother Fang Qiu rebuked her .

Fang Yunjing stuck her tongue out and showed her Fangzheng's calligraphy, "Mom, look . What do you think of the couplets?"

Fang Qiu frowned and said, "What are you up to? They can't be yours, right? I hope it's not horrible . . . "

"Come on, Mom! I know you are a great calligrapher . Help me take a look," wheedled Fang Yunjing .

Fang Qiu gave up immediately and received the cell phone . Her smile immediately froze as she stared intently at the couplets . When Fang Yunjing saw that, she did not disturb her mother .

A few moments later, Fang Qiu stuttered, "Who wrote this? Do you know the master who wrote the couplets?"

"Mom, you are frightening me . What's wrong with the couplets?" asked Fang Yunjing .

"It's written fabulously . I have seen the works of numerous calligraphers, but this is no doubt the best!" marveled Fang Qiu .

"Is it that impressive?" Fang Yunjing pouted with a look of disbelief .

"Of course . Don't forget that I'm a calligraphy critic . I have been the judge of a few provincial competitions . " Fang Qiu suddenly tried coaxing her daughter and asked, "Alright, don't change the topic . Do you know the master who wrote the couplet?"

Fang Yunjing said, "Yeah . He's at One Finger Village . The One Finger Temple on Mt . One Finger . Master Fangzheng from that temple wrote it . "

"Master Fangzheng? Mt . One Finger?" Fang Qiu scoured her memory, but the place eluded her . Instead, she said, "Forget it . We can pay a visit after the new year, and I can also pay this calligraphy master a visit . "

Fang Yunjing was amazed when she heard that . Was Fangzheng's calligraphy that impressive? Despite wondering about it, she too felt that his calligraphy was amazing .