Hong Hai'er raised his eyebrows. He knew that Xianyu had figured out his plan and used cloth to deal with it. However, Hong Hai'er had no intention of changing. As long as he used cloth, he would definitely not lose. This Xianyu was a
He is an old man, a stinky gangster, and has a lot of clever ideas. There is no need for him to take risks.
As a result, in the second round, it was all cloth again!
The third round is still cloth!
Round four!
cloth!
Round five!
cloth!
…
Fang Zheng looked at these two stubborn guys, shook his head, yawned and said: "Let them compare slowly, Jingzhen, Jingfa, Jingkuan. Stop looking at it. Go to the front yard to see the situation. Recently."
The incense is so strong, don’t slack off."
The three little guys thought that there would be no results for these two guys for a while, so they nodded and went out one after another.
Fang Zheng shook his head and went back to the meditation room.
On this day, the pilgrims who came to Yizhi Temple did not see the salted fish hair care and the little monk Jingxin. They only heard the sound of rock, paper, scissors coming from the backyard. However, pilgrims were not allowed to enter the backyard, so everyone could only ask questions.
Keep it in mind.
The sun was at the top of the sky, Fangzheng, the squirrel, the monkey, and the lone wolf were having dinner, while beside them, Red Boy and Xianyu, with red eyes, were still shouting rock, paper, scissors.
"Master, are you really not asking them to eat?" asked the squirrel.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "It's rare that they find something more important than eating, let them continue..."
"No, what I mean is, can I pack the food they won't eat?" Squirrel whispered.
Fang Zheng: "..."
At the same time, the sound of rock-paper-scissors over there also stopped abruptly!
The next moment, there were just two whooshing sounds, and Red Boy and Xianyu took their places, then finished their meal as fast as the strong wind swept the fallen leaves, and then ran back to the original rock, paper, scissors.
In the evening, Fang Zheng and Monkey were ringing bells and drums in front of everyone, and the backyard was still rock-paper-scissors.
In the middle of the night, Fang Zheng was sleeping soundly, and it was still rock, paper, scissors outside.
Fang Zheng turned over and continued to sleep.
The next day, when Fang Zheng got up, he felt that something was wrong. After thinking for a long time, he finally remembered, why was there no sound of rock, paper, scissors outside?
Fang Zheng opened the door curiously, ready to find out.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Hong Boy sitting at the door of the kitchen, drinking a large bowl of Wugen purified water. It looked like he was drinking wine, he was very happy and domineering, and he didn't know that he was happy to win.
Still frustrated.
Fang Zheng walked over and asked, "Who won?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps coming from the door, and then he saw Xianyu carrying a crutch on his shoulder, with a small black cloth bag hanging on the crutch. He looked like he was about to go away, and he had a proud smile on his face.
As soon as he saw Fang Zheng, he smiled and said, "Master, when will we set off?"
Seeing this, Fang Zheng understood that Xianyu had won. But he was curious, how did Xianyu win? It stands to reason that as long as Red Boy keeps showing off, there is no possibility of losing!
Fang Zheng looked at Hong Boy curiously and then asked.
Red Boy's eyes were filled with tears, and he pointed at the salted fish angrily and said, "Master, this salted fish is nothing! It's so scheming!"
"Hey, hey, Jingxin, you can't say bad things about me. I'm pure, but you are obviously too calculating..." Xianyu snorted.
Fang Zheng waved his hand to shut him up and let Hong Boy continue talking.
Red Boy said: "This old bastard has been playing with me all day and all night, and suddenly he sticks out his butt and picks up the fish tail and pulls out the scissors! I want to curse..."
At this point, Hong Boy's face was filled with tears. He grabbed the big bowl and took a big gulp.
Fang Zheng suddenly realized, no wonder the salted fish who usually acts like a man would suddenly jump into such an obvious pit. The guy in love is plotting against Red Boy! It’s like a mantis stalking a cicada, with the oriole behind, each one is more calculating than the other!
However, after admitting defeat, Fang Zheng still wanted to take the salted fish down the mountain.
Xianyu shouted: "Master, I don't have to pretend to be a dead fish this time, right?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "No, although you have made it public, the poor monk doesn't want to go out and be watched by people. Salted fish that can walk and talk are much rarer than giant pandas. You should just pretend to be dead for me.
Fish, when you get to the place, you can come down and do some activities."
Xianyu had no choice but to obediently stuff his small luggage roll into the Sumeru scales, then lie down on the ground and pretend to be dead.
Fang Zheng once again prepared some food and stuffed it into the sumeru scales of the salted fish. Finally, he found the piece of black cloth and wrapped the salted fish.
After everything was done, Fang Zheng snapped his fingers and said, "Get ready to go!"
"Master, before you leave, do you want to collect the money?" Squirrel pointed to the pile of money under the bodhi tree. That was the money thrown at Xianyu every day when he sat on the altar table.
The monkey pointed at the merit box and said, "There should be a lot of money here."
Fang Zheng thought for a while and finally shook his head and said: "I won't read it for now. I will unbox it at the end of the month and look at a big one!"
After saying that, Fang Zheng carried the salted fish down the mountain.
Lone Wolf followed behind, looked at the two people's leaving figures with a shaken look, and muttered: "I have a feeling that if the master is out for a long time and the dry food is finished, the two of them will starve."
"Why?" the squirrel asked curiously.
Lone Wolf said very seriously: "Because Master didn't bring a wallet!"
"He didn't bring his wallet? Then why did he go to the south? How did he go abroad?" Squirrel asked in astonishment.
Pointing to the bottom of the mountain, on the road, I heard a whining sound like a hot wheel, and a sound like a motorcycle accelerating, and then a monk in white rode on a salted fish and ran away!
If anyone takes a closer look, they will definitely see that this salted fish is about to cry!
"Master, didn't you agree that you won't be in the limelight and not be watched?" Xianyu was wailing.
Fang Zheng said: "Yes, so the poor monk asked you to run faster. If you are discovered, no one can catch up and watch."
Salted Fish: "..."
Xianyu had a hunch that Fangzheng had a small purpose in choosing him and Honghai'er, and that was - to save money!
Xianyu ran out of Yizhi Village in one breath and headed straight for Songwu County.
Halfway through, Fang Zheng's cell phone rang.
"Amitabha, hello, well donor." Fang Zheng came down and answered the phone.
Xianyu rolled his eyes and said, "You don't need to stop to answer the phone, right? I can run to Songwu County in one breath. When I get there, can't you talk slowly while I drink some tea?"
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes at him and said, "Don't drive while talking on the phone. Do you understand the traffic rules?"
Xianyu snorted twice and muttered: "Why didn't you tell me about your speeding?" After saying that, he regretted it. He didn't dare to let Fang Zheng hear this. He glanced at Fang Zheng secretly. He seemed to...
, I didn’t hear it! I was relieved immediately.
"President Fangzheng, I'm here to pick you up and take you to the airport. By the way, do you still have your ticket?" Jing Yan's voice was brisk and she seemed quite happy.