So in no time, most of the people and "Wrong Leg Feng" and Mr. Yu briefly said hello and then left in a hurry. In the end, only Mr. Yu, Chen Liquan, "Wrong Leg Feng" and "Wrong Leg Feng" were left in front of the Tianwang Palace.

That Hong Yanwu was lying on the loess, unconscious.

At this time, from somewhere outside the temple wall, there was a sound from the radio. It was quite ironic given this situation.

"The world is yours,

It’s also ours,

But in the end it's yours.

You young people are full of vitality,

Like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning,

I place my hope on you..."

But when Master Yu and the others tasted the unspeakable taste in their hearts, they did not know that in the Palace of the Heavenly King, there was actually a pair of smiling eyes, watching with unusual joy through the gap in the locked door.

What happened in the courtyard - that was a few years ago, when several Red Guards used a few pickaxes to knock down the bronze statue of the Budai monk on the ground.

This incarnation of Maitreya Bodhisattva, which has been enshrined in the center of the Tianwang Hall of Fayuan Temple since the Ming Dynasty, has probably long been used to seeing life and death, ghosts and gods, monks and secular people, coming and going, official seclusion, family and country, monarchs and ministers, good and evil, loyalty and treachery, leaving and staying, and cause and effect.

…

So today, he is still bare-chested as always, watching with joy and humor, another human farce happening in the world.

Who is right? Who is wrong?
Chapter completed!