Chapter 1073 Who Will Go?

Hong Haier shook his head and said, "I don't believe it!"

"Then that's it? Throw it away!" Fangzheng waved his hand, and then leisurely went to look at his own spiritual ginseng.

Red Boy looked at the invitation in his hand, throw it away? Where to throw it? So I looked at the fire room on the side and walked in...

At the same time, Fangzheng was just looking for a place to sit down when the phone rang.

"Benefactor Wang, hello." Fangzheng saw that it was Wang Yougui's call, and asked with a smile.

"Fangzheng, did you receive the letter just now?" Wang Yougui went straight to the point, since everyone is so familiar, there is no need to go around the bush.

Fangzheng was stunned, and asked, "Trust?" He suddenly had a bad premonition.

At this moment, Wang Yougui said: "That's right, you haven't received it yet, have you? Yang Ping said he handed it to Jingxin himself?"

Fangzheng's forehead began to sweat.

"It was sent from the county. It is said that it was sent from the province. It is said that someone recommended you to an international seminar or something. Anyway, I don't understand. Anyway, it is A very big meeting. I heard from County Magistrate Qi that although the influence of this meeting will not affect the whole world, it is still very powerful in Southeast Asia. You are going to become an international master, haha...we will point it out in the future Can the village still receive foreign guests?" Wang Yougui laughed and said very happily.

However, Wang Yougui didn't know that the person on the other end of the phone was no longer interested in listening to what he said, and ran out long ago, shouting: "Jingxin, leave a note!"

I saw the red boy sticking his head out from the kitchen, and asked curiously: "Master, what paper do you keep? Don't you have to go to the toilet a long time ago? Did you steal the meals of ordinary people?"

Lingshan specialties such as crystal rice and cold bamboo will be digested after eating, leaving no excrement or urine. Therefore, Fang Zheng, who often eats these things, rarely goes to the toilet. Going to the toilet must have eaten the meals of the secular people down the mountain.

"What toilet paper, I mean, that letter just now, that invitation letter!" Fang Zheng said urgently.

Hong Haier pointed to the pit and said, "Didn't you ask me to throw it away? I was thinking that it would be rubbish on the ground, why not burn it..."

"Burn?" Fangzheng's eyes almost popped out.

"Yeah, it's burned." Red Boy said.

Fangzheng suddenly had the urge to hit him head-on to death. This time, he was too clever and arrogant, and he cheated people to death! No matter who recommended him, it was a favor. What's more, this conference is real, go and see, it is also an opportunity to meet the world! How could he not want to go?

But without the invitation letter, what should I do?

"Master, the invitation letter can't be genuine, can it?" Hong Haier leaned over and asked.

Fangzheng nodded bitterly and said, "Yes."

Hong Haier grinned and said, "It's all burned, what should we do? Should we go or not?"

Fangzheng looked up at the sky. With his current brain power, he could remember it long ago. Although he only read it once, the content on the invitation letter was vivid and clear.

At this time, Xianyu came out of the kitchen, with his fins on his back, and said in an old-fashioned way: "If I were you, I would go if I wanted to! Anyway, the invitation letter is real, and I went in person. I forgot to bring the invitation letter. Why don't you let me in? At most, I'll trouble you and verify your identity, it's nothing rare."

Fangzheng's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he said with a smile, "Yes! The invitation letter is real, and the poor monk still remembers the address. Why is the poor monk thinking so much about it? It's over if you just go there!"

"Master is right! Look..." Hong Haier gathered himself together, clapped his hands, and then looked at Fangzheng with big watery eyes, as if saying, "You understand what I mean!"

As a result, Xianyu also yelled: "Master, you have too much wisdom! If you put this on Lingshan Mountain, you are the Buddha! Great Buddha, if you go down the mountain, can you consider taking this fish there?"

As soon as the lone wolf heard that he was going down the mountain, he quickly turned around and hid. For him, going down the mountain = starving has become a fixed formula. He didn't want to go down the mountain to suffer!

The squirrel is not very interested in going down the mountain, so he will go if he can, and he will not be dragged down.

The monkey was a little interested, but he shook his head and said, "I'd better stay. I don't worry about other people cleaning the temple."

Fangzheng looked at the monkey with satisfaction, and finally looked at Xianyu and Honghaier, and said, "You both want to go, but you can only bring one as a teacher. Tell me, what should I do?"

When Honghaier and Xianyu heard this, they immediately looked at each other. Anyone could feel the spark in the eyes of the two guys, as if they were going to fuck each other in the next moment!

At this moment, the red boy rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Salted fish, if you choose to fight, then I will bully you. You came later than me, so I can't bully you so openly, how about it, we stone Paper scissors, winners go, losers stay, how about it?"

When Xianyu heard that there was no need to fight, he gave a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "No problem, but what is this rock-paper-scissors?"

Hong Haier immediately said: "Do you agree?"

"Master, is this rock-paper-scissors fair? As long as it is fair, I will agree." Xianyu asked Fangzheng.

Fang Zheng could only nod his head and say, "Absolutely fair!"

"That's all right! Come on! Tell me, how to play!" Salted Fish shouted.

Hong Haier giggled, stretched out his hand and gestured like rock-paper-scissors, and at the same time introduced the principle of mutual restraint.

When the salted fish looked at it, the fish's face turned black! The red boy is the hand, and the salted fish is the fin! There is no problem with the fins producing rocks and cloth, but how can the scissors hands be produced? Isn't this embarrassing for a fish? Looking at Hong Hai'er's complacent look, it's obvious that this guy has already figured it out.

Xianyu looked at Fangzheng again, and Fangzheng spread his hands helplessly, as if saying, "At least you should ask clearly before agreeing! This is not the poor monk's fault."

Xianyu was not angry either, and said angrily: "Although I can only produce stones and cloth, who said I have no chance to win? Come on! Compare!"

Hong Haier was overjoyed when he heard the words, and he was really afraid that Xianyu would renege on his debts. After all, this was an unfair competition, and repudiating his debts was justifiable. Seeing that the salted fish wanted to continue, the red boy rubbed his hands, and said with a chuckle, "Okay! As expected of the salted fish under the seat of the Buddha, he is domineering! Come on! If you lose this time, I will give you half of my ration within a month!"

Xianyu snorted twice and said, "Come on, get ready to start!"

"three!"

"two!"

"One!" With a voice of the squirrel!

One person, one fish quickly move!

Red Boy thought well, Xianyu can only produce stones and cloth, that is to say, he only needs to produce cloth, it's either draw or win! Is this worth comparing?

So the first round!

"Cloth!" cried the Squirrel, "both are cloth!"