"Ding! The first time, you helped the police solve the case during the travel scam, and you will be rewarded with a lucky draw. The second time, you helped the father and son work together. The third time, you helped the girl return home and regain her dream. Exactly three lucky draw opportunities!" the system said.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the system would come up with something that did not meet the requirements and would not award merits through the lottery. The system had actually done this before.
Although I couldn't get four lucky draw opportunities, saving the disciple's life is the most important thing at the moment.
So, Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Let's go home!"
So, Fang Zheng turned on Dream Huangliang, mounted Xianyu, and the two guys turned into smoke and flew away!
The magical power of Yimeng Huangliang lasts for 24 hours in total, which means that Fangzheng can use it until tonight. Therefore, there is no problem in running around for a whole day...
I just ran for more than 20 minutes, left the city, and entered a rural road. The result...
"Huh...Master, I can't run anymore!" Xianyu shouted.
Fang Zheng was speechless for a while, and said in an angry tone: "You've just run so far and you can't run anymore? Are you lazy?"
When Xianyu heard this, he rolled his eyes and said: "Master, when you drive a car, you still have to refuel. When you ride a horse, you still have to pay for it... You ride a salty fish and you don't even get a meal... You really don't care.
Did I grow up eating air?"
When Fang Zheng heard this, his face turned red, but he wanted to eat? He also wanted to eat, but what to eat?
The city is not as good as the mountains. When you are hungry in the mountains, you just dig some wild vegetables and eat them.
Anything you can see in the city is either private or national, and it is a crime to attack it...
Helplessly, Xianyu refused to leave, so Fang Zheng had no choice but to wrap up Xianyu and carry him on his back. Although he was hungry, he still had some strength.
After receiving Yimeng Huangliang's magical power, he was about to leave when a car slowly drove up from behind. After a while, the car stopped beside Fangzheng. A female driver poked her head out and asked: "Master, where are you going?"
?If you’re on your way, I’ll give you a ride?”
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was immediately overjoyed. He clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, donor, and poor monk, go over there."
Fangzheng didn't know where exactly he lived. They were all mountains. He couldn't tell the group and number among the mountains, right?
So, I can only point you in one direction.
The female driver was also cheerful, patted the steering wheel and said: "Get in the car."
Fang Zheng immediately got in the car, sat in the passenger seat, and fastened his seat belt. Without the direct sunlight and the air conditioner turned on, Fang Zheng felt much more comfortable... except that the salted fish behind him was a bit annoying. But Fang Zheng immediately showed his ability.
With imagination, I moved the position of the salted fish so that it was just on the lower back.
In Xianyu's heart, hundreds of thousands of cao nima rushed past, and he cursed in his heart: "This bastard is bald, I'm addicted to using my ancestors! He used me as a pillow last night, and now he uses me as a waist support! Mmp! I won't follow him in the future.
Going down the mountain..."
However, Xianyu still sent a message to Fang Zheng and said: "Master, we finally caught one, don't forget the one who stutters."
Fang Zheng quickly used Yi Meng Huang Liang to cover up his voice and answered him: "My teacher is not that thick-skinned. I just want to rub against other people's cars. I have to eat when I get in the car... I'm sorry. Okay,
Don't say anything else, just go hungry and go back to the temple before we talk."
Xianyu looked aggrieved, but he rolled his big eyes and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Sit tight, let's drive." The female driver smiled.
Fang Zheng nodded, and the result...
"Gululu..." The woman looked at Fang Zheng in astonishment.
Fang Zheng also looked confused. His stomach didn't growl! So Fang Zheng smiled and said, "I'm not a poor monk..."
The woman nodded slightly and said, "Maybe I've misunderstood..."
As a result, the words fell out loud, and Fang Zheng heard: "Gulu...Gulu...Gulu...Gulu...Gulu..."
"Master, are you hungry?" the woman asked suspiciously.
Fang Zheng blushed, secretly reached behind him, grabbed the fish's face and pinched it! At the same time, he smiled at the woman and said, "It's okay, it's okay..."
result……
"Gulu...Gulu...Gulu...Gulu...Gulu..." Fang Zheng heard the sound of his stomach growling again.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he immediately became angry. He opened Yi Meng Huang Liang, pulled out the salted fish, stared at him and asked, "What on earth are you going to do?"
Xianyu said pitifully: "Master, I'm starving to death, please give me something to eat..."
Fang Zheng looked at the salted fish like that, feeling helpless and said: "If you bear with me, I will go back to the mountain in a while. You can eat whatever you want."
Xianyu rolled his eyes and said, "It sounds like we have food on the mountain."
Fang Zheng said: "I do what I say as a teacher."
When Xianyu heard this, he immediately became energetic: "Really?"
Fang Zheng nodded.
Even though Fangzheng was unreliable, he could definitely do what he promised! He felt relieved immediately, but he was still hungry...
Fang Zheng said: "Now, just stay back and don't make any more random noises!"
After saying that, Fang Zheng stuffed the salted fish back behind his back and continued to use it as a waist support.
The woman did not see Fang Zheng reprimanding Xianyu, but only saw Fang Zheng's face flushed and his head lowered shyly. The woman immediately felt that this monk was very interesting and cute, and her eyes were full of smiles.
The woman couldn't help but feel like teasing the monk, so she asked: "Master, are you really not hungry?"
Fang Zheng remained silent...
He couldn't lie, so he could only express his feelings through silence, thinking in his heart: "Why do you still need to ask? Don't you know how to read?"
Seeing Fang Zheng like that, the woman burst out laughing. Then she turned around and took a big bag from the row of seats behind her and stuffed it into Fang Zheng's face. "There are bread, milk, and some snacks in it. I originally planned to get hungry on the way," she said.
I have some for myself, and some are snacks for my niece. You should eat first, don’t starve yourself."
Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and was about to refuse.
In the end, without opening his mouth, he heard Xianyu behind him imitating his voice: "Amitabha, thank you so much for the donor. That poor monk is welcome."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he immediately became angry, but what could he do if the words were already out?
The woman was obviously stunned. She was driving and couldn't keep staring at Fang Zheng, so she didn't know that Fang Zheng didn't open his mouth just now, but she really didn't expect that the monk's painting style would change so quickly!
However, the woman didn't take it too seriously and said with a smile: "Then eat more."
What can Fang Zheng say? That’s it, let’s eat!
So Fang Zheng was not polite, took out a bite of bread, secretly gave it to the salted fish, and enjoyed the meal.
The woman chatted with Fang Zheng while driving and introduced herself to each other.
The woman's name is Huayue. It's a nice name, but the surname is relatively rare.
After hearing Fang Zheng's self-reported name, Huayue was obviously stunned for a moment, and finally smiled and said: "Do the monks nowadays like to enjoy themselves? In the temples I went to along the way, I met several Fang Zheng. Some of them were older.
Yes, there is a young novice who has just started... I didn’t expect to pick up another one on the way."