"I really want to curse someone. Why isn't there any road sign despite me walking so far? Who can tell me which direction I should take at this cross-junction!?" Fangzheng stood at a cross-junction and looked depressed. Yes, our great master was lost!
A car suddenly stopped as a head stuck out and said with a laugh. "Master, where are you going?"
Fangzheng pressed his palms together and gave a Buddhist proclamation. "Amitabha, Patron, good day. This Penniless Monk wishes to go to Songwu County." Fangzheng wanted to say Mt. One Finger but it was unlikely the driver knew where it was. It was more likely that the driver would know Songwu County. When Fangzheng looked up, he was dumbfounded!
The driver was dumbfounded as well as they cried out simultaneously, "It's you?!"
The driver was no stranger to Fangzheng. It was none other than the beauty, Jing Yan who had her skirt bitten off back when she came to the mountain to report the calligraphy competition.
