Chapter 543 Don't Change Even if Killed 【Subscription】

Hearing that, Hong Haier's little face suddenly collapsed, and then he looked at the monkey who was just like an old monk, and he showed a wicked smile in the blink of an eye. He looked like a thief, and he really wanted to go over and slap him to let him know who is King of the Mountain! It's a pity that Youfang is here, he dare not mess around, looked at Fangzheng bitterly and said: "Master...then...then my bed should be this beautiful."

Fangzheng smiled and said, "Look at how promising you are, don't worry, your bed will be fine. Go fetch water, the Buddha tank is almost out of water."

When Hong Haier heard what Fangzheng said, he was immediately elated, bouncing and bouncing down the mountain with two big buckets on his shoulders.

When Honghaier went up the mountain, there was no sign of Fangzheng in the backyard, only the monkey was sitting there, and said calmly: "Don't look, Master has gone to the bamboo forest to enjoy the shade. Your bed is ready, and it's in the kitchen."

"Really?!" Hong Haier was overjoyed when he heard that, and rushed into the kitchen immediately. The monkey glanced at Hong Haier's back and snickered.

Then……

"Master! How could you do this! I'll fight with you!" The next moment, Hong Boy rushed out, screaming and rushing into the bamboo forest.

Almost at the same time, the back door opened, and Fangzheng walked in, holding a prayer bead in his hand, and said with a smile, "Disciple, what did you shout just now? Are you going to fight against me?"

Seeing Fang Zheng's wicked smile, Hong Boy's heart trembled, swallowed, and said, "Master, you are hallucinating, how could I say such a thing? I mean... I am closer to you." Yes, Amitabha Buddha, good and good."

Fang Zheng saw Hong Hai'er's appearance, and smiled with satisfaction: "It's not too bad, what's the matter?"

Red Boy rushed into the back kitchen, pointed to the enlarged cradle hanging on the beam in the back kitchen, and said with aggrieved expression: "Master, this is the bed you made for me? Where is the bed you agreed on? I I'm already thousands of years old, so you just let me sleep here?" Speaking of the sad part, the red boy's teeth rattled.

Fangzheng looked at the cradle with his hands behind his back, nodded and said, "This one is indeed a bit small, why don't you make it bigger for me, Master?"

"It's not a matter of size! I'm already an adult! I want to sleep in a bed! Don't sleep in a cradle!" Red Boy cried aggrievedly.

"Oh, you are an adult now." Fang Zheng said.

"That's right, you're absolutely grown up, it's just that your body grows slowly." Hong Haier said firmly, patting her small chest.

Fangzheng said: "Since you are an adult, then you should do more work in our monastery..."

"Master!" Hong Haier shouted suddenly, interrupting Fang Zheng's words.

"What are you doing?" Fang Zheng asked cutely.

Hong Hai'er said very seriously: "In our Yaozu, one thousand years is still a child. I thought about it, and I still have to count according to the standards of the Yaozu."

Fangzheng looked at the cradle: "Then this cradle?"

"Well, a little younger..." Hong Hai'er was still a little unwilling.

"That's it, then throw this one aside, let's cook and burn firewood, and I will make you a bigger one for the master." Fangzheng took off the cradle and threw it into the yard casually while speaking. In fact, this cradle is not bad at all, not only the texture of the cold bamboo, but also the scriptures carefully carved by Fangzheng. Although it is not gorgeous, every word is made of dragon and Buddha documents. , will be very practical, sleep without shock or irritability, very comfortable. However, Fangzheng found that the cradle was just right for the red boy to sleep in, but it was still a bit small considering that he slept dishonestly...

"Okay, you stay here, go pick out some good bamboo for the teacher." After finishing speaking, Fangzheng was about to go out.

The red boy caught up and pulled Fangzheng's clothes, like a kitten, looked at Fangzheng pitifully and said, "Master, can't I sleep on the bed?"

Fangzheng looked up at the sky and sighed, "Then do you think monkeys are suitable for sleeping in cradles?"

Red Boy was stunned, not understanding what Fangzheng meant by saying this, so he went back to the yard in a daze, and sat down angrily.

The monkey who was reciting Buddhist scriptures lifted its eyelids and said, "Junior brother, do you want to sleep on the bed so much? Do you know that my bed is as big as mine, and the time for reciting scriptures and worshiping Buddha is removed. The real time it takes is only an hour. Your cradle , he also worked on it for an hour...he puts more heart into your cradle than my bed."

Hong Haier was taken aback. Normally, he carried water almost every 20 minutes, coming and going like the wind, but this time he deliberately slowed down because he was thinking about his bed, so that he could see the finished product when he came back. So he cut time and got stuck for more than an hour before he came back. Sure enough, the bed was healed, but it turned out to be a cradle... At that time, Guang was angry, but he didn't think about it.

Now think about it carefully... ran over, took the cradle, looked at the majestic scriptures on it, as if every word could see Fang Zheng's shadow, he was smiling at him! The smile is very gentle, like warm jade, like the sunshine in the early morning. Looking at these scriptures, his heart felt warm and comfortable.

"These scriptures were written and carved by the master. You always feel that the master treats you badly, but in fact the master treats you the best. He takes you down the mountain the most times. Although he asks you to carry water and cook, every time You eat the most delicious food..." When the monkey said this, he patted Red Boy on the shoulder and said, "Our monastery is too small, and the kitchen is even smaller. A big pot, kitchen utensils, and firewood take up so much space. Putting down a bed is already the limit... Of course, if you must sleep on a bed, I can sleep in a cradle, but your cradle is really a bit small... But I can make do with it on the ground... "

"Who wants to change with you? You are beautiful!" Hong Haier said suddenly, glared at the monkey, then hugged the cradle like a baby, ran into the kitchen, hung it up, jumped into the cradle, and Lie down next, not too big or too small, just right! Sure enough, it is tailor-made!

The cold bamboo itself is cool, lying in the cradle and shaking, a small wind blows, bringing the coolness of the cold bamboo, and instantly dissipates more than half of the heat in midsummer! Cool!

The monkey lay on the side of the cradle and said, "Junior brother, don't you feel disgusted?"

"I hate it! But I don't like to waste!" Red Boy jumped out of the cradle, shook his head and left: "Master is still the same pit, but it's shameful to waste, I can't be pitted like him. So, this cradle can be used..."

After finishing speaking, Honghaier ran away and went to find Fangzheng.

Seeing this, the monkey laughed out loud.

After the red boy left, the lone wolf crawled out of the kennel, shook his head and said, "Actually, junior brother is quite cute, but his mouth is as stiff as a dead duck."

"Well, it makes sense. Brother, you sure you don't want to change this kennel? The bed made of cold bamboo is very cool and very comfortable. If you use cold bamboo to make a house, you don't have to stick your tongue out every day." The monkey said.

The lone wolf gave the monkey a blank look and said, "No! You won't change it even if you kill it! What's wrong with sticking out your tongue? My dad used to stick out his tongue to cool down, so did my mother, my grandpa, and my grandpa! Those who come here, come to me, of course they must be passed on. I won’t tell you, I’ll go under the tree to cool off.”