393 Fake Monks

Red Boy feigned sleeping by shutting his eyes the moment he heard Fangzheng.

Fangzheng was helpless against this. It was not easy to teach a brat like him.

Instead, it was Ouyang Fenghua who seemed to enjoy the teachings as she nodded incessantly. "Master, you are absolutely right."

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Nothing unpleasant happened during the remainder of the journey. Soon they arrived at Tanzhong City. When they disembarked the train, they could see the Changbai mountain range sprawling across the horizon like a black dragon in the distance. The high-speed rail station was a certain distance away from the city center, but thankfully there was a bus at the entrance. However it was no longer early, and Ouyang Fenghua was clearly exhausted. "Master, since the Dharma Assembly is the day after tomorrow, let's find a place to rest. I feel like I'll die from sitting."