Chapter 1074 Want to Swear

Hong Haier raised his eyebrows, he knew that Xianyu had figured out his plan, so he also used cloth to deal with it. However, Honghaier has no intention of changing, as long as the cloth is produced, he will definitely not lose. This salted fish is a ten thousand-year-old fritter, a smelly rascal, and he has a lot of evil ideas, so there is no need for him to take risks.

In the second round, it was all cloth again!

The third round is still cloth!

Round four!

cloth!

Fifth round!

cloth!

...

Fangzheng looked at these two stubborn guys, shook his head, yawned and said: "Let them compare slowly, Jingzhen, Jingfa, Jingkuan, you don't want to watch, go to the front yard to see the situation. The incense is so strong, don't slack off."

The three little guys thought that the two guys would not have any results in a while, so they nodded and went out one after another.

Fangzheng shook his head and went back to the meditation room.

On this day, the pilgrims who came to Yizhi Temple did not see the guardian salted fish and the little mage Jingxin, but only heard the sound of rock-paper-scissors coming from the backyard. However, the backyard prohibits pilgrims from entering, and everyone can only keep their doubts in their hearts.

At the height of the sun, Fangzheng brought the squirrel, monkey, and lone wolf to dinner, while Honghaier and Xianyu, with red eyes, were still yelling rock-paper-scissors.

"Master, don't you want them to eat?" Squirrel asked.

Fangzheng shook his head and said, "It's rare for them to find something more important than eating, let them continue..."

"No, what I mean is, can I pack the meals they don't eat?" the squirrel whispered.

Fangzheng: "..."

At the same time, the sound of rock-paper-scissors over there also stopped abruptly!

The next moment, there were only two swishing sounds, and Honghaier and Xianyu took their seats, finished their meal as quickly as a gust of wind swept away fallen leaves, and then ran back to the original place to go to rock-paper-scissors.

In the evening, Fangzheng and the monkey were ringing the bell and beating drums in front of everyone, and the backyard was still rock-paper-scissors.

In the middle of the night, Fangzheng was sleeping soundly, and the outside was still rock-paper-scissors.

Fangzheng turned over and continued to sleep.

The next day, Fangzheng woke up together, feeling that something was wrong. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally remembered, why is there no sound of rock-paper-scissors outside?

Fangzheng opened the door curiously, ready to find out.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Hong Haier sitting at the door of the kitchen, drinking big bowls of rootless clean water. Looking at it like that, it looks like drinking, very cool and domineering, and I don't know if I am happy when I win or angry when I lose.

Fangzheng walked over and asked, "Who won?"

As soon as the voice fell, I heard footsteps coming from the door, and then I saw Xianyu carrying a cane on his shoulder, and a small black cloth bag hanging on the cane, as if he was about to go far away, with a smug smile on his face Then, as soon as he saw Fangzheng, he smiled and said, "Master, when are we going to leave?"

Seeing this, Fangzheng understood that Xianyu had won. But he was curious, how did Xianyu win? It stands to reason that as long as Honghaier keeps producing cloth, there is no possibility of losing!

Fangzheng looked at Honghaier curiously, and asked.

With tears in his eyes, Hong Haier pointed at the salted fish angrily and said, "Master, this salted fish is nothing! It's so scheming!"

"Hey, hey, Jingxin, you can't speak ill of me. I'm pure, and it's obvious that you have calculated too much..." Xianyu snorted.

Fangzheng waved his hand to tell him to shut up, and let Honghaier continue talking.

Hong Haier said: "This old bastard played with me all day and all night, and suddenly he pouted his buttocks and picked up the fish's tail and pulled out the scissors! I want to curse..."

Speaking of this, Hong Haier's face was full of tears, grabbed the big bowl, and took a big gulp.

Fangzheng suddenly realized, no wonder the salted fish, who usually looks like a man, would suddenly jump into such an obvious pit, the guy with feelings is plotting against Honghaier! It's really a praying mantis catching a cicada, with a oriole behind, one can calculate better than the other!

But admit defeat, Fangzheng still wants to bring salted fish down the mountain.

Xianyu shouted: "Master, this time I don't have to pretend to be a dead fish, do I?"

Fangzheng shook his head and said, "No, although you have made it public, poor monks don'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." Let’s fish, when you’re at the place, come down and move around.”

Xianyu had no choice but to obediently stuff his small luggage roll into the sumeru scales, then lay down on the ground, pretending to be a dead fish.

Fangzheng prepared some food again and stuffed it into the meru scales of the salted fish. Finally, he found the black cloth and wrapped the salted fish.

After everything was settled, Fangzheng snapped his fingers and said, "Get ready to go!"

"Master, before you leave, do you want to take the money?" The squirrel pointed to the pile of money under the bodhi tree. It was the money that Xianyu sat on the altar every day and was thrown away.

The monkey pointed to the merit box and said, "There should be a lot of money here."

Fangzheng thought for a while, then finally shook his head and said, "Don't look at it for now, I'll open the box at the end of the month and see a big one!"

After speaking, Fangzheng went down the mountain with the salted fish on his back.

Lone Wolf followed behind, looking at the backs of the two leaving, and muttered: "I have a feeling that if the master goes out for a long time and the dry food runs out, the two of them will starve."

"Why?" Squirrel asked curiously.

Lone Wolf said very seriously: "Because Master didn't bring a wallet!"

"No wallet? Then why did he go to the south? Why did he leave the country?" Squirrel asked in astonishment.

Pointing at the bottom of the mountain, on the road, there was only a whining sound like a hot wheel, and the sound of a motorcycle speeding up, and then a monk in white rode on a salted fish and galloped away!

If someone zooms in and takes a closer look, they will definitely see that this salted fish is about to cry!

"Master, didn't you agree that you should stay out of the limelight and not be watched?" Xianyu wailed.

Fangzheng said: "That's right, that's why the poor monk asked you to run faster. If you were spotted, no one could catch up and watch."

Salted fish: "..."

Xianyu had a hunch that Fangzheng chose him and Honghaier for a small purpose, and that was - to save money!

Xianyu ran out of Yizhi Village in one breath, heading straight for Songwu County.

On the way, Fangzheng's cell phone rang.

"Amitabha, good morning, Master Jing." Fangzheng stopped and answered the phone.

Xianyu rolled his eyes and said: "Pick up the phone, don't you need to stop? I can run to Songwu County in one breath. When I get there, I'll have some tea. Can't you chat slowly?"

Fangzheng rolled his eyes at him and said, "Don't drive while making phone calls. Do you understand the traffic rules?"

Xianyu snorted twice, and muttered, "Why don't you tell me about your speeding?" After he finished speaking, he regretted it. He didn't dare to let Fangzheng hear this, so he took a sneak look at Fangzheng. ,did not hear! Suddenly he was relieved.

"Fangzheng, host, I'm here to pick you up to the airport. By the way, do you still have the ticket?" Jing Yan's voice was light, and she seemed quite happy.