The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Upon seeing the monk’s impervious look, everyone was infuriated. All of them rushed forward in a bid to beat him.

The senior who had previously stopped Jiang Yumeng shouted, “Darn baldy, I’ll kill you for slandering Master Hairwood! No one can save you today! Even if it’s a dream, I’ll kill you!”

“Yes, beat him to death!”

The others echoed.

Fangzheng wasn’t nervous when he heard that. He picked up the teacup and took a sip leisurely. “Patron, don’t be too full of yourself. Are you sure that no one can save This Penniless Monk?”

“Don’t talk nonsense with him! Attack him!” The senior shouted as he led a group of people and charged forward.

At that moment, a golden beam of light appeared behind the monk. A golden-armored giant walked out. He was three meters tall and his arms were thicker than the senior’s waist!

More importantly, the golden-armored giant held a 40-meter-long saber!

The large saber was there like a wall.

The golden-armored giant stomped his foot as his eyes stared at the senior and the others. Then, he enunciated each and every word, “Look at my saber and tell me. Who wants to kill the master?”

Instantly, the students shut up. Some of them decisively wiped their fierce expressions from their faces and pointed to the senior.

The senior’s face turned pale as he stammered, “I… I’m debating with him. He can’t slander Master Hairwood!”

Bang!

The 40-meter-long saber landed in front of the senior, causing the floor to tear open. The senior was so scared that his legs went weak and his crouch turned wet…

The others retreated subconsciously, not daring to step forward.

Seeing that everyone’s anger had mostly dissipated, Fangzheng slowly put down his teacup and said, “Patrons, we can always speak cordially. There’s no need to resort to violence.”

“Yes, yes, yes. Master is right. That… Do you think you can let us go?” Lu Qing was truly frightened. He was not considered a cultist, so he naturally knew when to retreat and protect himself.

Jiang Yumeng nodded as well like a chicken pecking at grain.

Fangzheng smiled at them before saying to everyone, “Patrons, you wish to leave, right?”

Everyone nodded subconsciously.

Fangzheng said, “Then, it’s time to disperse. As for what you see in your dreams, whether it’s true or not, Patrons, you are free to decide in the future. Don’t tell anyone about the dream. Otherwise, the forty-meter saber of This Penniless Monk’s Guardian Protector will be able to enter your dreams at any moment and find you.”

When everyone heard that, their faces paled in fright.

Killing in a dream?

This was too terrifying. It was impossible to guard against. It was inescapable!

Hence, all of them nodded, indicating that they would never tell anyone.

After receiving everyone’s assurance, Fangzheng waved his hand and everyone suddenly felt something fall from the ceiling. When they looked up, they saw a huge hole in the ceiling. A huge palm came crashing from the sky like it would turn everyone into meat paste!

Everyone exclaimed in shock as they dodged to the side. The dreamscape shattered…

At the same time, the entire building was filled with people who fell off their beds. Then, they woke up from their nightmare and screamed.

Following that, there was dead silence. Everyone shut their mouths, then looked at each other in surprise. They wanted to say something a few times, but nothing came out.

That night was destined to be a sleepless night.

Of course, it wasn’t absolute. For some people, the quality of sleep was rather good, such as the immoral young and old monk…

Chen Long sat in his room and looked at the two monks who occupied his bed. He smiled wryly, but he was grateful.

After a night of silence, everything seemed to return to normal the next day. Everyone continued to do what they usually did, but they could not completely calm down every time.

At the very least, they couldn’t fully immerse themselves like before.

Even when they looked at Master Hairwood, there was the lack of complete trust and worship in their eyes.

Most of the time, everyone was observing Master Hairwood and the female assistant, hoping to see something from them.

“When a person is deified, or when you like him, all his flaws are his merits. A person who is a glutton is called cute by his lover. The person who is greedy is called a fat pig by his enemies… Therefore, what we need to do first is to peel off the mysterious divine halo. When a person has any doubts about you, they will carefully observe you and find flaws and magnify those flaws infinitely… As the saying goes, he who has a mind to beat his dog will easily find his stick. There are always reasons to be found.” Fangzheng chuckled.

Red Boy said, “Master, can it be done with just a dream?”

Fangzheng smiled. “This Penniless Monk didn’t simply let them dream. A tiny opening was opened in their hearts. When they see the problem, they won’t blindly follow. As for how much they can see, that’s their matter… However, This Penniless Monk believes that as long as they aren’t fools, the hole will grow bigger and bigger. In this world, even saints have flaws. However, saints aren’t afraid of having their flaws discovered; instead, they are afraid that their flaws are covered up. On the contrary, wolves in sheep’s clothing aren’t afraid of any cover-up. They are afraid of being exposed!”

“Master, judging from Master Hairwood’s performance, he doesn’t seem to know what happened last night,” Chen Long whispered.

Fangzheng nodded. “It’s a dream. Some people remember them, others don’t. Isn’t that normal?”

Chen Long was speechless. He realized that Hairwood and the others were about to be tricked.

Fangzheng chuckled and turned to leave.

In the next few days, Fangzheng continuously led everyone into a dream. He repeated the scene of Master Hairwood escaping with their money.

Moreover, it wasn’t a single dream a night. Instead, it was repeated, and towards the end, it repeated even more times!

At first, everyone was still protesting and refusing to watch.

But after a long time, they became numb and could not take it anymore.

“Master, are you doing reverse brainwashing?” asked Red Boy.

Fangzheng chuckled. “No, This Penniless Monk is trying to disgust them.”

Red Boy: “…”

No one could withstand having the same dream for one continuous week.

One day, Li Qing was the first to speak up. “Master, what exactly are you doing? I’m going to vomit from having this dream every day!”

The others complained, “Master, please let us go.”

“Master, can we have something else?”

“Master, every time they take off their clothes, I wake up from my dream. If this continues, I’ll get blue balls.”

…

Fangzheng smiled in satisfaction when he heard the conversation gradually turn into a frivolous conversation.

In the past, these people would immediately curse at Fangzheng or beat him up the moment Master Hairwood was mentioned. Now that they could joke about it, it meant that Hairwood’s standing in their hearts had become lower… At the very least, it was no longer the same as before. They also began to have their own ideas. This was a good sign…

Hence, Fangzheng said, “Do you really not wish to have this dream?”