The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism-Chapter 1457: The Dance of the Demons

Everyone was confused. What was this?

Fangzheng was taken aback as well, but he wasn't quick to make conclusions. After all, the world was huge and there were all kinds of wonders. It was not easy to make a judgment before seeing it.

Therefore, Fangzheng pulled Red Boy to the side and watched silently.

At that moment, Master Liu slowed down his breathing slightly. The beauty beside him used a golden bamboo pole to pick up the red cloth on the basin. Every action of hers showed her respect for the item in the basin. The entire ritual was extremely solemn as though it was a national treasure.

Everyone craned their necks and looked inside. Everyone was curious. What was inside?

As the red cloth was lifted, everyone saw what was inside. They were instantly dumbfounded!

There were a few mini water soakers in the big basin. The water guns were not small, and there were all kinds of models and sizes. There were also double-barreled ones.

Fangzheng was instantly dumbfounded as he mumbled. "This…"

Red Boy said, "Master, what the hell is this?"

Fangzheng shook his head. He thought that it would be a brush, but it turned out to be such a thing. He had no idea what it was. He couldn't figure out what it had to do with calligraphy. Hence, he stroked Red Boy's head and said, "With my limited imagination, I really don't know what this master is up to."

As he spoke, the master took out a water soaker with both hands as though he was holding a brush with great aplomb and solemnity. Then, he bowed to the world.

Another person came over with a large water bucket. The master filled the water gun with ink and shouted, "Shoot ink!"

With that said, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the long Xuan paper. He shouted, "Ya!"

His short legs bent slightly as he followed the voice. He stretched his leg out straight, drawing an arc as he descended like a rooster in a chicken's nest. Every step he took made him look spirited…

At the same time, Master Liu pushed the water gun and shot out black ink on the paper.

Master Liu let out another loud shout. Yayayaya… At the same time, he quickened his pace and walked over. As he walked, his hands trembled, producing long and crooked marks.

A few men and women shouted, "Good! Good! Really good!"

"Good! Nice, Master!"

"Great! Master's stroke has surpassed Wang Xizhi's!"

…

Upon seeing this, the audience was stunned.

Red Boy tugged at Fangzheng's clothes. "Master, what's this? Viewing it from another angle, isn't it just a child peeing on the wall?"

Fangzheng was rendered speechless when he heard that. However, he had to admit that it was indeed a little similar… However, he still shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know. Perhaps he's really a master that's setting things up in the beginning. It's also possible for an interesting scene to happen in the end."

Fangzheng wasn't speaking up for him. After all, there were indeed some artists on the Internet. Their actions at the beginning left everyone baffled. They even looked a little retarded, but when the results came out, they could shock the entire world. Therefore, Fangzheng didn't want to criticize until he saw it to the end. He waited patiently.

"Master, can you not clench your teeth when you say that? Also, can you clench your own fists? My hands are already red from your clenching… You are doing things against my will," Red Boy said helplessly.

Fangzheng blushed and changed the topic. "Shut up! Watch quietly!"

But here came the problem. Facing these bastards, he really could not control himself from beating them up!

At that moment, Master Liu shouted again. He held a large Super Soaker and opened up a distance of a meter from the canvas. Then, he roared and without even looking, he pelted with the water gun. A crooked circle was drawn, and then it shot straight behind the canvas.

"Nice!"

"Excellent!"

"Good! Good!"

The people continued shouting.

The master looked pumped. He then used a double-barreled water gun to spew water from the side. As for what he spat out… He did not even look at the canvas. Who knew what he was spewing!

At this moment, the master suddenly stood still and turned around. He put down the Super Soaker and clapped his hands. Clearly, his creation had ended.

Fangzheng looked at the canvas that was extremely ugly. It did not have any sense of beauty. It was a scrawl that did not even have the slightest bit of logic. His head turned red… What was this?

Red Boy said, "Master, if these people were to be placed in our territory, they would be considered as dancing demons. It's likely that they will be punished by the Heavenly Courts' Heavenly troops. They won't survive for more than three days."

Fangzheng stroked Red Boy's head and said, "Don't worry. Here, there are all kinds of monsters. They will be punished too."

"Master, what if no one cares?" Red Boy asked.

Fangzheng smiled. "My dear disciple, you have to believe that there are always some Heavenly troops in the world who are willing to interfere."

"For example?" Red Boy seemed to see something in Fangzheng's eyes.

Fangzheng chuckled. "For example…"

Upon saying that, Fangzheng's expression turned serious. When he heard the men shouting, his expression turned serious as he shouted, "What rubbish is that!?"

The crowd went into an uproar!

Be it the Chinese or foreigners, all of them looked at Fangzheng.

At that instant, Fangzheng swept his gaze across everyone's eyes. He saw plenty of information.

The ones who were in on this wore furious looks, while the audience were shocked. Clearly, they had not expected that someone would really step forward to create trouble!

Red Boy was also given a fright. However, he was someone who wasn't afraid of trouble. He immediately shouted, "Yes, what crappy thing is that!? Even a child's pee looks better than this!"

Upon seeing the cute monk say that, many of the audience laughed. They found the child too adorable.

Some people wanted to say something, but they were stopped by their companions. Their companions shook their heads and whispered, "If you don't like it, don't stir up trouble. These people all have backgrounds. If not, how would they dare do such a thing?"

"Don't go, what has it got to do with us?"

"Forget it, they have more people."

"Let's just watch the show. If it's boring, let's go."

…

Although these voices were soft, Fangzheng and Red Boy heard them clearly. Fangzheng's heart turned cold when he heard them. He knew that the blood of people needed to be ignited!

Red Boy sent a voice transmission. "Master, it looks like no one is fighting alongside you."

Fangzheng stroked Red Boy's head and said lightly, "It's precisely because there aren't many nosy people in this world that monsters come out to wreak havoc in the world."

"So, Master, are you going to fight them alone?" Red Boy asked.

Fangzheng shook his head. "No, it's all of us."

Red Boy wore a look of puzzlement.

At that moment, a huge man walked over and said angrily, "Who are you? Why are you shouting? Do you know what art is?"

Fangzheng asked with a smile, "Do you know what it means to be thick-skinned?"

The other party's face immediately turned red as he said angrily, "If you don't understand, then leave!"

Fangzheng shook his head and ignored him. He directly came in front of the trash painting that the master had randomly scrawled. He said with a smile, "You call this calligraphy? If this is also called calligraphy, it would be the greatest joke in the world! I have to say that this is the worst time Chinese calligraphy has ever been criticized."