Fang Zheng shook his head slightly and said: "Before leaving, let's see something first. Jingxin, show him."
Xianyu was puzzled, what were you trying to show him?
Honghai'er took the phone and clicked to play. The video had a long name: "Discovering alien creatures, slicing and studying the site."
Xianyu watched as the octopus-like thing on it was sliced into pieces, and then either soaked in potion, or put under a mirror to scan... The more he looked at it, the colder his heart became.
Red Boy said: "Aliens are creatures like you that are not earth creatures."
Then Red Boy searched in front of him: "How do people on Earth treat aliens and supernatural creatures?"
As a result, someone happened to ask a question, and there were hundreds of replies below. Red Boy clicked on it, and all the answers below were uniform: "Slice!"
“Dip the slices into horseradish and taste it!”
"Slice and braise!"
“Slice and steam!”
…
Seeing this, cold sweat flowed down Xianyu's forehead like a waterfall, and he swallowed subconsciously.
After seeing all this, Honghai'er said: "As a fellow countryman, I have to remind you that as a talking salted fish, you are definitely more valuable for research than aliens. Okay, go ahead and be careful on the way."
After saying that, Honghaier patted Xianyu on the shoulder, turned around and left.
Fang Zheng also stood up and prepared to leave. The moment Fang Zheng turned around, he muttered silently: "One, two, three..."
"Master! Wait a minute!" Sure enough, the moment Fang Zheng walked into the Zen room, Xianyu couldn't help but shout out.
Fang Zheng was immediately happy when he heard this. It was just as he expected. Although this salted fish lived for a long time, because he had been living in Tianlong Pond and on the Lingshan Mountain, perhaps he had finished more with Buddha and Bodhisattva than everyone present. But
, talking about the various situations in the world and the complexity of people's hearts, he is just a child! After being frightened by Fang Zhengyi, he was really a little scared.
"We agreed, once I become a full-time employee, I'll be in charge of the food!" Xianyu shouted.
Fang Zheng turned around, nodded slightly and said, "Of course, the poor monk never lies."
boom!
A bolt of thunder fell in front of Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng was a little embarrassed, but his face had been honed for a long time. He sighed without blushing and without a beating heart: "What an autumn thunder. It looks like it's going to snow again."
Now. Amitabha..."
After saying that, Fang Zheng pushed open the meditation room and entered the house.
As soon as he entered the room, Fang Zheng touched his chest, felt frightened for a while, and muttered: "You should be more careful next time when you speak, this is... scary!"
Xianyu looked up at the sky, only to see that the sky was clear and clear. Because it was evening, a few particularly bright stars could already be seen. He muttered in his heart: "This is such a beautiful day, where is the thunder coming from?"
?" Then he asked the monkey next to him: "I have only heard of a good spring rain, but you have heard of a good autumn thunder?"
The monkey laughed and said: "Master said there is, so let's do it."
Then the monkey left.
Xianyu looked at the others, but they also dispersed.
Xianyu shook his head, went out with doubts, jumped into the Tianlong Pond, and continued to enjoy himself.
Although it is winter, Tianlong Pond itself does not freeze, which means that the temperature in the water is above zero all year round. Therefore, soaking in it is not only not cold, but also keeps you warm. In addition to feeling a little hungry, Salted Fish
, chatting with every little fish boy around me, pretending to be cool, etc., which makes me a little lonely. But for the rest, I think it’s fine.
As the bells and drums rang, night fell. After Fang Zheng returned to the temple, Xianyu looked at the bell and drum towers curiously and muttered: "I didn't realize it, these two are still treasures! The bells contain the low voice of the Buddha.
Singing, the sound of drums, bells and thunder, could it be the Yongle Bell and the Kui Niu War Drum?"
Xianyu is indeed ignorant of human affairs, but after living for so many years, he can understand a large encyclopedia even if he just listens. He still knows a lot about the earthly immortal world, and he can understand a lot just by listening.
But Xianyu is just a little curious. Living in Lingshan, what kind of treasures have you not seen? If you see it too much, you will be immune.
In Fang Zheng's Zen room, Hong Hai'er sat in front of Fang Zheng and asked curiously: "Master, since that salted fish has lived for so long, then his value is very high."
"Oh? How do you say it?" Fang Zheng asked with a smile. In fact, he also guessed the real value of salted fish, but he was not sure yet, so he asked Honghai'er to chat.
Red Boy said: "Having lived for nine trillion years, this guy is definitely the immortal among old people. Moreover, he lives in Lingshan, where the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats speak scriptures and talk about secrets every day. He must have many secrets.
I have listened to some of them. And you also said that he also listened to the sutras and heard the sermons in front of the Buddha, which is even more powerful. This guy has a Buddhist encyclopedia in his head! It is not true at all to say that he is an ancestor.
Fake. If they were dug out, it would be like a treasure trove!"
Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes, nodded slightly and said, "That's true."
"But this guy can be thrown out because he obviously has some problems. Master, if you want to take care of him, I'm afraid it won't be that easy." Hong Hai'er said.
Fang Zheng chuckled and said: "The poor monk never planned to take care of him. Just like you, as long as you don't kill people and prevent fires, can the poor monk take care of you?"
Hong Hai'er was stunned. It seemed that Fang Zheng really didn't care about him. Instead, he followed Fang Zheng subtly and unknowingly corrected some problems. Hong Hai'er scratched his head and giggled.
Hong Hai'er left. Fang Zheng looked at the photo of Zen Master Yi Zhi beside him and sighed: "I never thought that one day, I would use your method to lead a disciple, haha... I just don't know what will happen in the end."
a group of people.”
After saying that, Fang Zheng lay on the bed with his brows furrowed. He seemed to have something on his mind. He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Finally, Fang Zheng sat up again and asked, "System, the practice of purifying the mind should be almost complete, right?"
"Why do you ask?" the system asked.
Fang Zheng sighed and said, "If the practice of purifying the mind is complete, shouldn't it be time to go back to Guanyin Bodhisattva?"
The system said: "Of course, he is just part of your mission and does not really belong to the One Finger Temple."
Fang Zheng said a little irritably: "Then how long does it take for him to be considered perfect?"
The system said: "Are you worried about this? Are you reluctant to let go of him? Do you know that everything in the world is less and more separated. Being together is fate, and separation is the norm. Even if a couple has been together for a hundred years, after a hundred years, it will not be worth tens of millions.
Years of separation?”
"Don't talk to me about these useless things. I'm asking you something." Fang Zheng was really a little irritated.
"Haha, then tell me first why you ask that." The system said.
Fang Zheng said: "You suddenly gave me a salted fish with supernatural powers as a protector. Does this imply something?"