Feng Tang felt that it was necessary for him to go back and discuss with the doctor. It was really hard to explain what he could do with this old man who couldn't turn his head around.

Forget it, let's go back. If we keep talking to this old man, he will be angry to death sooner or later.

"Go back!" Feng Tang ordered, "If the doctor dies, I won't need you anymore. Do you understand?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then understood, and couldn't help but shudder. Feng Tang's temper was indeed bad, but overall, he was not violent, and he would not do anything wrong. But today he said what he said

It's clear - if the Doctor has any shortcomings, they all will die.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little scared. Fortunately, the doctor had a long life. Otherwise, if he really died, they would have been doomed long ago.

They really never thought that the doctor would be so important to Feng Tang.

Fengtang——

The doctor was sitting in the living room, flipping through the newspaper, watching the door open and the fat man coming in, and he immediately smiled and said: "Where is Xiao Tang?"

The fat man's face was a little ugly. He looked at the doctor, then slammed the door, walked to the sofa opposite him, sat down, and said directly: "Doctor, Xiao Tang is not in Jinmeifang. When I went to pick him up, Bao

Lian had already gone to bed, and Xia Ying had rested. I called the door angrily, and Xia Ying opened the door and said..."

The doctor's face became more and more ugly. Feng Tang was not in Jinmeifang? He had agreed with Feng Tang to ask the fat man to pick him up at Jinmeifang at 11:30. How could he not be in Jinmeifang?

"Yes, their mahjong game ends at half past ten." Fatty explained, "I asked Mr. Xia and he said that Xiao Tang answered a phone call and then stopped playing mahjong. He was the first to leave.

, someone came to pick him up and leave."

The doctor's fingers couldn't help but tremble for a moment. He left?

Someone came to pick him up, so would he come back? He felt a little regretful. He really shouldn't have asked those questions that day. He knew that he didn't want to face it, but he still forced him to look...

The doctor raised his head and glanced at the fat man. After a while, he said, "His people... took him away?"

The fat man nodded.

The doctor took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and exhaled the smoke, but he could not exhale the irritability and sadness in his heart.

"Doctor, uncle..." Fatty knew that he was in a bad mood and couldn't help shouting, "Don't worry too much, maybe Xiao Tang is..."

"Do you know the story of Sakyamuni becoming a Buddha?" the doctor suddenly asked.

The fat man shook his head. He was a rough man. He liked a simple life. He was not very interested in money and power. In fact, his favorite thing was to eat, drink and have fun with Feng Tang.

The doctor thought for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "Everyone only knows how to worship Buddha. How many people know the origin of that Buddha? Sakyamuni is the prince of King Suddhodana of India. King Suddhodana had a son in his later years, so naturally he is

I was very happy, but at that time a great prophet in India said that if the prince was at home, he would be a wheel-turning holy king, and if he became a monk, he would be enlightened.

King Suddhodana heard this and was very distressed, fearing that his son would become a monk in the future."

The fat man once heard the little Taoist priest talk about some legends about Sakyamuni. He immediately scratched his head and said: "This King Suddhodana is really a failure. He is a king, but he can't keep his son from becoming a monk?"
Chapter completed!