Fang Zheng said: "It's very simple. After we go down the mountain, you pretend to be a salted fish for me! You can only look, you can't move, you can't talk! If anything happens, we'll talk about it when you come back!" It's not that Fang Zheng is embarrassing him, but that this salted fish is a millionaire at a glance.
He is an old man, and if he really messes around down the mountain, he will definitely cause a lot of trouble. For a person like Fangzheng who is afraid of trouble, he should naturally get vaccinated first.
When Xianyu heard this, he was stunned and asked doubtfully: "You mean, I can only pretend to be a dry and hard salted fish and can't do anything else?"
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes at him and said, "As a salted fish, you have already landed on the beach. What else do you want to do? Don't dislike it. As a monk, I walked around the street with a salted fish and didn't say anything.
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Xianyu thought about it, and it seemed to be the truth. Anyone who sees salted fish, the first thing they think is that they eat it. A monk eats salted fish and meat? This is indeed a bit ruined. Since Fangzheng had to endure this just to take him down the mountain.
Feeling aggrieved, he naturally replied simply: "Okay, I agree!"
After finishing speaking, Fang Zheng's eyes fell on the crutch in Xianyu's hand. He had seen this crutch several times. And every time Xianyu took it out, he took it out with a wave of his hand, but Xianyu's magic power was obviously blocked.
How come you still have this magical power? Where is this crutch hidden?
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng asked.
When Xianyu heard this, he immediately said proudly: "Do you really think that I have been listening to the Buddha for so many years in vain? Hum hum, aside from other abilities, I still have a lot of things up my sleeve!"
"You're bragging! Didn't you just bring a Sumeru space with you? You still have everything in your sleeves, why didn't you say you would be able to change the world?" Hong Boyer said unceremoniously.
When Xianyu heard this, his old face turned red, he blew his beard and stared, "You kid, can't you just shut up?"
Seeing that the two guys were about to quarrel, Fang Zheng quickly interrupted them to prevent the situation from escalating and affecting the harmonious environment.
Fang Zheng asked: "Sumi space? What is this? Miraculous power? Or a magic weapon?"
Honghai'er said: "The Sumeru Space is the same as the Qiankun in the Sleeve, both of which are magical powers. But the Sumeru Space I am talking about refers to the magic weapon formed by solidifying this magical power on an object. Let me see, what is on this salted fish?
There must be a magic weapon with Xumi space, otherwise he would have no place to hide the crutch."
"No! I don't have anything!" Xianyu had already seen through it. The monks in this temple were not like monks, and the disciples were not like disciples. If he hadn't been thrown over inexplicably, he had every reason to believe that this guy was a
Monster cave! There is a treasure, and it must be hidden, otherwise it will be robbed! This is what he thinks deep in his heart, so he will not admit it even if he is beaten to death!
Fang Zheng looked at the old scoundrel, looking wary and afraid of being robbed. He shook his head and said, "Why are you refusing so quickly like a salty fish? You make it sound as if a poor monk would rob him."
"Haha..." Xianyu laughed twice, making it clear that he didn't trust Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng raised his hand and said: "The poor monk Fang Zheng swears here that he will never steal Xianyu's magic weapon! If I violate this oath, well... I will not be able to be a monk and will be kicked out of Buddhism!"
After Fang Zheng finished shouting, before Xianyu could say anything, the system said: "Do you want to return to secular life? Your oath is invalid."
Fang Zheng was speechless...
Xiao Xianyu didn't know that Fang Zheng's lifelong ideal was to return to secular life. All the monks Xianyu came into contact with in Lingshan wished to become Buddha as soon as possible. If anyone was kicked out of the monks' ranks, it would be worse than death. So he subconsciously thought
, Fang Zheng is also a monk who attaches great importance to his status as a monk, so he takes this poisonous oath. Therefore, he is the only one in the whole temple who believes in Fang Zheng's oath.
Xianyu was silent for a while and said: "This is indeed the Sumeru space, but it is a kind of solidified magical power. The magical power is on the scales on my body."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he looked at Hong Hai'er and others, and then smiled: "Oh? How much space do you have in your scales?"
Xianyu saw that Fang Zheng's smile was a little weird, so he took it seriously and quickly shook his head and said, "It's not big, I can fit a cane into it."
Fang Zheng believed that he was a ghost. He patted the salted fish and said, "Although the poor monk is a mortal, he possesses magical powers such as the eye of heaven and the eye of wisdom..."
Fang Zheng was playing a trick. He said that he really knew these two magical powers, Heavenly Eye and Wisdom Eye, so it was not a lie. He added a second, which was not wrong. After all, Fang Zheng also knew Yimenghuangliang and other magical powers. But the combination
Together, if it falls into Xianyu's ears, it will be different. Xianyu subconsciously feels that these meanings must be one or more in the eyes of other gods. Among them are the supernatural powers that can see through people's hearts and distinguish between true and false.
inside!
Xianyu thought Fang Zheng was hinting to him, I already know you are lying, there is no point in lying to me.
Xianyu looked at Fangzheng, and Fangzheng looked at Xianyu, and after a while, Xianyu was an old fried dough stick after all, and said in his heart: "You don't care if you know whether I'm lying, I just lied, you can take me
What's wrong?"
So Xianyu shook his head and said: "What I said is true, there is really no room inside."
Fang Zheng looked at Xianyu with a smile and said, "In that case, fine. Jing Xin, go and prepare something for me."
"Master, what are you preparing for?" Honghai'er asked.
Fang Zheng thought for a while and said, "Prepare some food. Don't go hungry when you go out. Also, prepare a black package. As for the other things, I will get it myself."
After saying that, Fang Zheng returned to the meditation room and dug out a pair of old shoes from under the cabinet that had not been washed for many years. It was fine not to touch them. As soon as he took them out, the smell instantly filled the whole room.
Fang Zheng held his breath and concentrated, holding his shoes between two fingers and went out.
As soon as he went out, Honghaier had already prepared some food and sent it over, as well as a black cloth bag. This cloth bag was really just a big square black cloth! After all, Yizhishan was too poor before, so he wanted to find
I really don’t have a suitcase, a backpack or anything like that. I can only make do...
Fortunately, Fang Zheng didn't care, and with his attire, it would go well with such a retro-style cloth bag.
Fang Zheng wrapped the food in a separate piece of cloth and then placed it in front of him.
When Xianyu saw it, he immediately became happy and thought: "It's so ugly, haha... Mortals are just mortals. Going out is so cumbersome and burdensome."
When Xianyu was feeling proud, Fangzheng spread the black cloth on the ground, pointed to the middle of the cloth, and said, "Xianyu, come in."
"Huh? What are you doing?" Xianyu was stunned, walked over and asked.
"Go in and roll you up, otherwise how can the poor monk carry you out? Do you think that after you get out, you can still roam around?" Fang Zheng asked.
Xianyu was stunned, thinking of how Fang Zheng was wrapping food before, his face darkened, and he quickly shook his head and said: "No! I can't see anything after wrapping it in! Besides, I am a living fish, not dead."