There are many lotus lanterns placed in the temple, some are made of plastic, some are made of white wax, and a few are made of crystal. Each lamp is lit by believers themselves.

The large and small lotus lanterns, the smoke in the air, and the solemn and majestic Buddhist chants played on the speakers, decorate the temple courtyard like a fairyland on earth. Every tourist who comes in will involuntarily quiet down and dare not make loud noises.

However, 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 reflexively ran towards the entrance of the hall.

The speed is so fast that you can almost see the afterimage.

Even the bodyguards waiting outside the hall were a step slower than Jing Cheng.

Many tourists who were nearby only felt a gust of wind blowing past them. When they opened their eyes again, the fat man who was standing stupidly under the plaque had been moved away.

The tourists who were waiting in line to burn incense in the temple courtyard stared at the scene with wide eyes. Some of them remembered where Jing Cheng had just stood and even rubbed their eyes, almost thinking they were hallucinating.

The live broadcast room was even more lively. In addition to rows of dazzling "Wow", "Awesome" and "666", some netizens also expressed their thoughts intuitively.

...

...

"It gave me goosebumps..."

"Is this the scene of some big movie?"

"Luckily, I was quick with my hands, so I took a GIF as a souvenir!"

"Can a normal person be this fast?"

“Is this flying?”

"As expected of a Taoist priest, he is chivalrous and brave, and can fly over eaves and walls!"

…

When the pilgrims in the altar heard the noise outside, they stopped burning incense and ran out to watch the fun.

After seeing the face of the person in the accident clearly, I was immediately shocked.

Obviously, Mr. Chen's "giant incense" that was as tall as a man and as thick as his waist left a deep impression on everyone. However, after he finished burning incense, something happened to him, and it happened in the temple!

How many unscrupulous things must one have done to be so unpopular with the Buddha?

"Why do I feel like Orange has a tendency to get into accidents?" Fu Le muttered quietly, running behind the production crew, "Accidents happen wherever he goes."

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

Fu Le: “…” What a fucking treatment for a protagonist, a protagonist in a supernatural novel? !

When they passed by, Jing Cheng was standing in the middle of the crowd, directing Mr. Chen's bodyguards to rescue people in an orderly manner.

Someone had already called an ambulance. One of the bodyguards was surprised to see someone rescued their employer before them. He looked at Jing Cheng's face carefully and found that he knew him. He was immediately surprised.

The bodyguard had dealt with Jing Cheng a few days ago and had witnessed Jing Cheng's unpredictable methods. He took Jing Cheng's words as his guiding principle and immediately helped his employer up according to his method. He pressed the Ren Zhong point and pinched the acupoints on the palm of his hand to wake the man up.

When the onlookers saw the man waking up, they applauded and cheered.

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

The first thing Mr. Chen did after waking up was to curse. Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he met Jing Cheng's calm eyes. For some reason, his heart skipped a beat, and all the curses in his heart were choked back into his throat. He stood there in a daze.

The temple's management staff would not sit idly by when something like this happened. Mr. Chen had donated enough to build a school over the years, but today he came to burn incense with great enthusiasm, and before he even left the temple, he almost died. This was too embarrassing. You can't say that the Buddha is ineffective, right?

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

Not much.

Money spent is like water poured out. I have never heard of anyone getting money back after donating it in my life. With so many people watching, where can I put my face?

Could it be that the Buddha was too arrogant to value the money he donated?

Chen Xingguang had just escaped death and was now calming down. He was holding his breath, and at this moment, he was so stimulated by the apology from the temple administrator that he really didn't want to say anything.

He waved his hands in despair and said, "Forget it, keep the money for buying a plaque."

With the help of his bodyguards, Chen Xingguang steadied himself and left the temple in disgrace amid the pilgrims' surprised or meaningful gazes.

After this incident, he decided never to come to worship Buddha again.

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

…

It was past midnight and the temple fair was no longer as lively as it had been in the afternoon. The pedestrians on the street gradually dispersed and the people from the program crew also left.

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

Since the program has been changed into a live broadcast, the guests also need to be replaced. After all, emergencies are likely to occur during the live broadcast, and celebrities with personalities are not suitable to participate in live broadcasts.

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

The next destination of the program is still in the ancient city, but this time it is in an entertainment venue in the city center. Director Zhao did not disclose the specific location to maintain the mystery, but only said that everyone's safety can be guaranteed this time.

"No matter if it's safe or not, I don't want to go there again." Fu Le said with lingering fear, "There are accidents every other day. Either my own people get into accidents, or I witness others get into accidents. Maybe I will be the next one to get into an accident."

Jing Cheng looked at him in surprise. Why did he think so? When Fu Le first said he wanted to participate in the show, he was the most enthusiastic one.

Ah Piao smiled and floated behind Fu Le, making faces: "That's right, there is a ghost following you now."

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

He looked around warily, where was the wind coming from?

"..." Jing Cheng silently hooked his fingers, hooked the troublesome little kid back, rolled him up into a ball and put him in his pocket.

Apia: “…” This is the most humiliating thing he has ever experienced in his life.

Fu Le thought it was his own illusion, scratched his head and continued to sigh: "I think this program group is toxic, the protagonist is responsible for fighting monsters, and the supporting roles are just for killing. I am not even a cannon fodder, so I won't join in the fun."

In fact, he wanted to say that Jing Cheng was the protagonist. The others did not have Jing Cheng's fighting power and were all supporting roles. He was scared every day when he was with Jing Cheng, fearing that he would die accidentally one day.

Qin Yan heard Fu Le's words as soon as he walked over. He knew Fu Le, so he naturally heard Fu Le's subtext and glanced at him with an unfriendly expression.

Fu Le: “…” Plastic brotherhood.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Jing Cheng didn't want to persuade him anymore, so he asked casually, "Where are you going?"

Before Fu Le could speak, Qin Yan answered for him: "Don't worry about him. His favorite e-sports team is coming to the ancient city to play a game in the next few days. He is rushing to watch the game and wants their captain's autograph."

E-sports team?

Jing Cheng raised his eyebrows. What is this?

"Brother Yan..." Fu Le's thoughts were exposed by him and he almost spurted blood, "Don't I have any face?"

Qin Yan said indifferently: "You are just chasing after an e-sports star who is younger than you? What is there to hide? Your obsession with looks has been exposed."

Fu Le: "..." This is why I don't want to say it. Why am I only obsessed with men's looks? !

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

Qin Yan knew that Jing Cheng was completely clueless about many new things, so he explained to him in simple words: "E-sports is actually playing games. If you are good at playing games, you can form a team to play in competitions and become a professional e-sports player. If you win the trophy of an official competition, you can become an e-sports star..."

Jing Cheng nodded as if he understood. He had always thought that playing games was a waste of time, but it turned out that this was also a profession, and it could even be linked to being a celebrity.

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

It turns out that careers that entertain the public are the most sought after, regardless of academic qualifications.

"Younger than Fu Le, how younger is that?" Jing Cheng asked again.

"It is said that he is seventeen years old." Qin Yan recalled, "I heard that he was recruited into the team when he was fifteen years old. He is quite powerful, handsome, and very popular. It's just that his name sounds weird."

Fu Le couldn't help but said: "That person's name has an allusion, it comes from Qu Yuan's "Chu Ci", okay, it's not like your name..." It sounds so confusing.

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

Jing Cheng: “…” You’re not that old yourself, and you’re calling others children.

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

Just now, after Jing Cheng rescued Mr. Chen, the other party's bodyguard specifically left a message, hoping that Jing Cheng could stay a little longer.

Only then did Jing Cheng realize that Mr. Chen had been looking for him these days.

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

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

——And thus missed countless calls from Mr. Chen.

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

This time it can't be an illusion.

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

Chen Xingguang stared at Jing Cheng for a long while, and suddenly fell to his knees with a "thump". Under everyone's shocked gaze, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Master Jing - save me!"

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The author has something to say:

Unrelated short drama: (About the name)

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

Qin Yan sneered: You speak as if your name is very complicated.

Jing Cheng said in a muffled voice: Stop talking! I am the protagonist, two words are fine, but I actually have the same name as a cannon fodder!

Cannon fodder - "Jing Cheng" who farted in the first chapter.