Chapter 104

There are many lotus lamps placed in the temple, some are made of plastic, some are made of white wax, some are made of crystal, and each lamp is lit by believers.

Large and small lotus lanterns and the smog in the air, coupled with the solemn and majestic Sanskrit sounds played by the audio system, decorate the courtyard of the temple like a fairyland on earth. Every visitor who comes in will involuntarily quiet down.Loud noise.

But now this artificial "wonderland" has been broken.

The person who pushed Mr. Chen away was Jing Cheng.

To be precise, when the hooks and nails on the plaque began to loosen, Jing Cheng already had a conditioned reflex and ran towards the entrance of the altar.

The speed is so fast that afterimages can almost be seen.

Even the bodyguards waiting outside the altar were a step behind Jing Cheng.

Many tourists who got close only felt a gust of wind blowing by them, and when they opened their eyes again, the big fat man standing stupidly under the plaque had been moved.

The tourists queuing up in the courtyard of the temple and waiting to offer incense stared wide-eyed at the scene in front of them. Some people remembered where Jing Cheng was standing just now, and even rubbed their eyes, almost thinking that they were hallucinating.

The live broadcast room was even more lively, besides the dazzling rows of "Fuck", "Awesome" and "666", there were also some netizens who intuitively expressed their thoughts.

"I got goosebumps from seeing it..."

"Which big movie scene is this?"

"Fortunately, my hands are fast, and I made a moving picture as a souvenir!"

"Can a normal person have such a fast speed?"

"Is this really flying?"

"Worthy of being a Daoist leader, he is a chivalrous man who fights righteously, flying over the roof and walking on the wall!"

...

The pilgrims in the altar heard the commotion outside, stopped offering incense, and ran out to watch the excitement.

After seeing clearly the face of the person involved in the accident, he was immediately amazed.

Obviously, Mr. Chen's tall, thick-waisted "Juxiang" left a deep impression on everyone.However, after this person put incense on his head and feet, something happened to his back feet, and the accident happened in the temple!

How many unconscionable things do you have to do to be so unpopular with the Buddha?

"Why do I feel like Cheng Zi has an accident physique." Fu Le muttered softly, running behind the program crew, "Accidents will happen wherever you go."

The staff around him laughed and said, "Isn't this the treatment only the protagonist has?"

Fu Le: "..." God special treatment for the protagonist, the protagonist of a supernatural novel?!

When they passed by, Jing Cheng was standing in the middle of the crowd orderly ordering Mr. Chen's bodyguards to save people.

Someone had already called the ambulance, and one of the bodyguards was surprised to see someone rescued the employer one step earlier than them. Looking carefully at Jing Cheng's face, he was surprised to find that he still knew him.

The bodyguard had dealt with Jing Cheng a few days ago, and had seen Jing Cheng's unpredictable methods. He respected Jing Cheng's words as a standard, and immediately followed his method to help his employer up.Woke people up.

When the onlookers saw the man wake up, they applauded and applauded.

Mr. Chen who was awakened by the pain: "..."

The first thing Mr. Chen did after waking up was to swear. As soon as he raised his head, he met Jing Cheng's calm eyes. For some reason, his heart skipped a beat, and the swearing words immediately choked back in his throat, and he froze on the spot.

Naturally, the management staff of the temple would not sit idly by when something like this happened.Mr. Chen's donations to the temple over the years can almost build a school, but today he came to offer incense excitedly, and almost died before leaving the temple. This incident is too embarrassing, you can't sayBuddha is not working, right?

"I'm really sorry. The plaque was just replaced a few days ago. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen..." The manager of the temple was sweating profusely, hesitated for a long time, and finally made a decision, "How aboutHow about this, we will return your donation to you, what do you think?"

not so.

The money spent is like water poured out. I have never heard of anyone returning the donated money in this life. With so many people watching, where will I put my face?

Could it be that the Buddha was so arrogant that he disdained the money he donated?

Chen Xingguang had just escaped from death, and now he was in shock, holding his breath in his stomach, and now he was stimulated by the apology of the administrator of this temple, he really didn't want to say anything.

He waved his hands unrepentantly and said, "Forget it, I'll save the money for you to exchange for a plaque."

With the support of the bodyguards, Chen Xingguang stabilized his figure, and under the surprise or meaningful eyes of the pilgrims, he left the temple in despair.

After this battle, he decided that he would never come to worship Buddha again.

It is better to ask for God than to ask for man. What the ancients said still makes sense.

...

After midnight, the temple fair was no longer as lively as in the afternoon, the pedestrians on the street gradually dispersed, and the program team also left.

Before leaving, Director Zhao deliberately told Jing Cheng to gather at the hotel in two days and go to the next location.

Now that the program has been changed to a live broadcast, the guests also need to undergo a major change. After all, emergencies are prone to occur during the live broadcast, and it is not suitable for a celebrity to participate in a live broadcast.

——Although there are not many guests on the show now.

The next destination of the show was still in the ancient city, but this time it was in an entertainment venue in the city center. In order to keep the mystery, Director Zhao didn't say the specific location, but said that everyone's safety would be guaranteed this time.

"Whether it's safe or not, I don't want to go again." Fu Le said with lingering fear, "Accidents happen every three days, either by myself or by witnessing others. Maybe I will be the next one to have an accident."

Jing Cheng looked at him unexpectedly when he heard this, why would he think so?Fu Le was the most active one when he said he wanted to participate in the show.

A Piao smiled and floated behind Fu Le and made a face: "That's right, there is a ghost following you right now."

As soon as Fu Le finished speaking, he felt a chill behind his back, which made him shiver uncontrollably.

He looked around vigilantly, where did the wind come from?

"..." Jing Cheng hooked his fingers speechlessly, hooked back the head of this careless little devil, and put it in a ball in his pocket.

A Piao: "..." The humiliation that ghosts have never experienced before.

Fu Le thought it was his own illusion, scratched his scalp and continued to sigh: "I think this show is poisonous, the protagonist is responsible for fighting monsters, and the supporting role is to give away people's heads. I can't even count as cannon fodder, so I won't join in the fun.”

In fact, he wanted to say that Jing Cheng was the main character, and the others didn't have Jing Cheng's force, they were all supporting roles, and every day when he was with Jing Cheng, he was terrified, for fear that he would burp if he was not careful.

As soon as Qin Yan came over, he heard Fu Le's words. He knew Fu Le, and naturally heard Fu Le's subtext, so he glanced at him with a bad expression.

Fu Le: "..." Plastic brotherhood.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Jing Cheng couldn't persuade him anymore, so he asked casually: "Then where are you going?"

Before Fu Le could speak, Qin Yan answered for him: "Don't worry about him, one of his favorite e-sports teams is coming to the ancient city to play a game these days, and he rushed to watch the game and asked for their captain's autograph."

E-sports team?

Jing Cheng raised his eyebrows, what is this?

"Brother Yan..." Fu Le almost spurted blood when he pierced his mind, "Do I want to lose face?"

Qin Yan said indifferently: "Is it just to chase after an e-sports star who is younger than you? Is there anything to hide? Your face control attribute has been exposed."

Fu Le: "..." This is why I don't want to talk about it. Why does my face control only target men?!

Jing Cheng asked curiously: "What is e-sports? What is an e-sports star?"

Qin Yan knew that Jing Cheng was blind to many new things nowadays, so he explained to him in simple words: "E-sports is actually playing games. If you play games well, you can form a team to play games and become a professional player.An e-sports player can become an e-sports star after winning the official tournament trophy..."

Jing Cheng nodded half-understood. He always thought that playing games was not a proper job, but it turned out that this is also a profession, and it can even be linked to celebrities.

Thinking of the two big stars in Jing's family, reporters would come and secretly take pictures when they didn't go out, and they had to be fully armed to cover themselves when they went out...

It turns out that the career of entertaining the public is the most sought after career, which has nothing to do with academic qualifications.

"Your age is younger than Fu Le's, how young do you have to be?" Jing Cheng asked again.

"It is said that he was seventeen years old." Qin Yan recalled, "I heard that he was recruited into the team at the age of fifteen. He is very powerful, handsome and very popular, but his name sounds weird..”

Fu Le couldn't help but said: "That name has an allusion, it comes from Qu Yuan's "Chu Ci" Well, it doesn't look like your name..." It sounded so confusing.

Qin Yan glanced at him, successfully swallowed the second part of Fu Le's words, and raised his chin at Jing Cheng and said, "Look, this is the kid's fanboy."

Jing Cheng: "..." You are not very old yourself, and you still call him a child.

When Mr. Chen hurried out of the temple with his people, Jing Cheng and his little friends had been waiting outside the temple for a long time.

Just now after Jing Cheng rescued Mr. Chen, the bodyguard of the other party deliberately left a message, hoping that Jing Cheng could stay for a while.

It was only then that Jing Cheng knew that Mr. Chen had been looking for him these days.

He had added too many strangers' WeChat before, and every time he opened WeChat, the information on it was about to explode, so many people were blocked by him, and naturally he did not see the information sent by Mr. Chen.

Moreover, he was so busy these days that he didn't even know that his phone was out of battery.

——I also missed countless calls from Mr. Chen.

Chen Xingguang's eyes lit up when he saw Jing Cheng and his group waiting outside. When he woke up just now and saw Jing Cheng's face, he thought it was his eyesight. The bodyguard said that Master Jing saved him, but he still didn't believe it.

This time it won't be a hallucination.

Jing Cheng smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, we meet again."

Chen Xingguang stared at Jing Cheng for a while, then suddenly fell to his knees with a "plop—" and under the shocked eyes of everyone, he shouted hoarsely: "Master Jing—help me!"

The author has something to say:

Unrelated Little Theater: (about the name)

Fu Le: Your name is so simple, it shows that the author doesn't care about you.

Qin Yan sneered: You said it as if your name was complicated.

Jing Cheng said in a muffled voice: Stop talking!I'm the protagonist, so I don't care about two words, but I actually have the same name as a cannon fodder!