Chapter 705 Red Chrysanthemum

The day passed so slowly.

Before leaving, the cripple asked Fangzheng: "Abbot Fangzheng, tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival, how are you going to spend it?"

Fangzheng was taken aback, tomorrow is a holiday? Shaking his head, he said, "I haven't thought about it yet, let's talk about it."

After seeing off the crippled horse, Fangzheng began to think about it, Double Ninth Festival. Idle is also idle, why not take the disciples to Taqiu.

Thinking of this, Fangzheng made up his mind.

Back at Yizhi Temple, before anyone could enter the door, they heard Honghaier's voice: "Brothers, let me tell you, tomorrow is the holiday!"

"What's the festival? Is there something delicious?" The squirrel who returned to the temple first called out first.

"Tomorrow is September 9th, what those two pilgrims said just now." Hong Haier said.

"September 9? What festival is this? What a strange name." Lone Wolf said.

Hong Haier said: "If you don't know, you can look it up online, let me see...September 9, hey, there are also people asking. Let me see how everyone answered, this one has the highest likes and the most likes, That's it..."

"Junior brother, can you not ink it? Tell me quickly, what is September 9th?" Monkey finally lost his composure and asked.

"Am I watching? To sum it up, September 9th is the Double Ninth Festival!" Hong Haier said.

"Double Ninth Festival? Why is it called Double Ninth Festival?" Lone Wolf asked curiously.

When Fangzheng heard it, he was immediately happy. It is a good thing that some disciples love learning so much. He didn't go in anymore, just stood outside and listened, if Hong Hai'er said something good, he would have to praise him for a while.

When Fangzheng was figuring out how to reward Honghaier, Honghaier said solemnly: "The ancients regarded six as yin and nine as yang. When two nines come together, it is naturally Double Ninth Festival. And there are activities on this day. "

Fangzheng nodded secretly, that is indeed the explanation.

"What activity?" asked the squirrel.

Honghai let out a dry cough, raised his head, and said, "Three things, climb the heights, admire the chrysanthemums, and plant cornel!"

One day, Fang Zheng's eyebrows frowned. Taking dogwood, climbing high, admiring chrysanthemums, drinking chrysanthemum wine, and admiring the autumn colors were indeed activities of the Double Ninth Festival. But, why did Hong Haier's answering order and tone of voice make him feel so strange?

Just when Fangzheng thought he was thinking too much, Hong Boy scratched his head and asked, "Do you know who Zhuyu is? I guess it's a man, why not Chongyang?"

When Fangzheng heard this, his heart burst into flames!

"Purify your heart!" Fangzheng stepped into the gate with his legs lifted, looking at Honghaier with a smile on his face.

Red Boy looked at Fang Zheng's smile, and based on Fang Zheng's ending, this guy was full of bad water, and he was going to deceive people!

"Master, I remembered. I still have work to do. Let's go first!" After speaking, Hong Haier ran away.

Fangzheng said: "Stop! Let me chase the method, what about a real broom? Today, as a teacher, I want to do justice for the sky, where can I run!"

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After a day of fuss, Fangzheng was also tired, and slept very soundly at night. In his dream, he seemed to return to his childhood, climbing a high mountain with a group of adults, admiring the red leaves all over the mountain, watching the sky high and clear, and listening to the adults talking. At this moment, a person patted Fangzheng and asked, "Where is Zhuyu?"

Fangzheng only felt the chrysanthemum tighten, sat up abruptly, looked around subconsciously, and made a false alarm...

"This prodigal child is really a trap." Fangzheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, muttering in his heart.

Pushing open the door, the moon outside is slanting westward, and there is still some time before dawn. On the quiet Yizhi Mountain, there is no sound of wind. Vaguely, Fang Zheng could hear the snoring coming from the kitchen. Fang Zheng put his feet on his feet and quietly approached the kitchen door. Taking advantage of the night, he looked inside and saw the monkey sleeping soundly.

It was not the monkey who was snoring, but the red boy who was sleeping in the big cradle. When the cradle shook, he snored.

Fangzheng was watching, when a voice suddenly sounded beside him: "What are you looking at?"

"Look... Oh, I'll go!" Fang Zheng was about to answer, but he suddenly came back to his senses, and when he turned his head, a long-haired dog's head was looking at him, his eyes were still shining! Fangzheng was really taken aback. Looking carefully, he found that it was a pure method. As a wolf who grew up in the wild, Jingfa always falls asleep when he touches the pillow, but when ants pass by, he will wake up to see what it is. Alertness is definitely the highest in One Finger Temple...

As for the squirrels? Originally, my alertness was quite high, but since I ate more and more fat and slept more and more deadly...

Monkeys are relatively inferior.

Fangzheng patted Lone Wolf on the head and said, "People are scary, scary to death, please keep your voice down next time."

Lone Wolf rolled his eyes and said, "Master, I am a wolf, not a human."

"Wolves scare people, scare people to death." Fangzheng corrected the words confidently, and rephrased them.

Facing this cheeky monk, Lone Wolf was speechless...

"Master, what are you looking at?" Lone Wolf asked.

Fangzheng snorted and said, "See if your junior brother sleeps soundly."

"Looking at it like this, it should be quite fragrant, and it's already snoring." Lone Wolf said.

"Hmm..." Fangzheng nodded, and then walked into the kitchen.

The monkey woke up, and Fangzheng made a gesture to keep quiet. The monkey looked at the red boy who was still snoring, nodded, and sat there, waiting to watch the play.

"Go." Fangzheng gave Lone Wolf an encouraging look.

Lone Wolf raised his eyebrows, playing tricks! His favorite! He leaned over happily, but he didn't see the monkey covering his face and shaking his head. The lone werewolf stood up, resting his paws on the cradle, and said to the red boy—Wow!

"Oh, why did I bark like a dog? Sure enough, I can't play with dogs. After playing for a long time..." This thought flashed in Lone Wolf's mind.

However, the next moment, he felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and when he looked closely, he saw a small fist hitting his head with a bang!

Almost at the same time, Fangzheng opened the door to the kitchen, and watched the lone wolf fly out with a silvery-white afterimage... It hit the ground with a bang, rolled and tumbled several times before stopping. Lying on the ground with limbs in a big shape, staring blankly at Fangzheng, he said pitifully, "Master...why did you open the door?"

"If you crash it, you need to repair it. If you fly out, you can vent your force in the air and reduce the pain." Fangzheng said seriously.

Hearing the words, Lone Wolf thought about it silently, and muttered: "Why do I feel that you are talking nonsense?"

The monkey heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, his IQ was still online, so he could be saved.

Fang Zhengze blushed: "You think too much."

"Master, what are you doing? You don't sleep in the early morning, yelling." The red boy got up with sleepy eyes and asked.

Fangzheng said: "It's okay, I can't sleep as a teacher, I want you to get up and go for a walk. Today is the Double Ninth Festival, let's climb high together..."

"Appreciating chrysanthemums?" Hong Haier asked subconsciously.