Chapter 740

Not seeing Magistrate Qi, Fang Zheng took some time to make two big signs out of cold bamboo, one with Naihe Bridge written on it, and the other with Yunhong Waterfall written on it. The words unloaded from the Longfo document are like a dragon flying in the sky on the two signs, which is very beautiful...

On this day, there are still many tourists, but not as many as yesterday.

This upsurge didn't begin to dissipate until four days later, and One Finger Mountain began to gradually become deserted again. After all, it's not a holiday yet, and most people still have to go to work. People from a distance can't come, and people nearby have all been here, so naturally it quiets down.

But on this day, Fangzheng received a call from Wang Lao, who basically said the same thing as Bao Yuluo, and wanted to check whether Fangzheng had anything to do with the carbon dioxide at the bottom of the dry rice basin. Of course Fangzheng laughed, and refused to admit it. Elder Wang had no choice but to give up. After all, this kind of thing is too miraculous, even if Wang Lao believes it himself, no one will believe it when he tells it. In fact, there are constant debates within the relevant departments, and most people still don’t believe it. It is even more tempting to put forward theories such as light refraction and mirage... At first, everyone was still arguing evenly, but when Wang, who personally experienced the Ganfanpan incident, When Lao Ye expressed doubts, everyone began to be suspicious.

It's just that only Wang Lao understands that after seeing Fangzheng's magic and the horror of the rice cooker, his real thoughts are the opposite of what he said...

Of course, Fang Zheng didn't admit it. Before Wang Lao had enough evidence, he was always guessing, so he had no choice but to give up.

After hanging up the phone, Fangzheng also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had slipped through it. At the same time, he reminded himself to be careful in the future, there was another eye watching him in the sky!

Looking up at the sky, Fangzheng called Honghaier over.

"Master, what are you doing?" Red Boy asked curiously.

"Is there any way you can blind me this day? At least, let the satellite not see the real situation in our One Finger Temple." Fang Zheng said.

"Uh, that's all?" Hong Boy was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "It's simple, it can be done with a few small formations. Master, what are you doing? Could someone use a satellite to watch us? Do you want me to follow the vine to catch them all and stew them?"

"Boom!" Fangzheng patted Red Boy on the head and said, "What kind of stew? I just want to keep a little secret."

"That's it, that's simple. I set up a small formation. You can see whatever you want them to see. If you don't want them to see, even if you kill them, they won't be able to see it." Red Boy said confidently.

"It's best like this, you go and arrange it." Fang Zheng said.

"Master, the layout is finished, is there any reward?" The red boy looked at Fangzheng and asked treacherously.

Fangzheng rolled his eyes, this brat has learned how to bargain. But this matter is indeed very important to Fang Zheng, otherwise he will always feel that someone is watching his head, and he will not be practical in doing anything. So Fangzheng said, "What reward do you want?"

"Master, I'm almost exhausted these days, and my tongue is almost sticking out. Look, don't you want to go out for a walk and relax?" Hong Haier raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Fangzheng knew that he would make this request, but in the past two days, everyone was indeed a little tired.

Seeing something interesting, Hong Boy immediately said, "Master, there are too many pilgrims coming these days, and as the only disciple of One Finger Temple who can speak legitimately, I'm so busy, I don't have a quarter of an hour of leisure. Even though I am a demon king and my body is immortal, I still can't stand this life like a donkey pulling a mill? The mental torture has far surpassed the physical torture..."

"You little bastard, you're still talking the same way. All right, as long as you finish this matter well, I'll take you out for a walk as a teacher." Fangzheng laughed.

"Oh!" Hong Haier burst into smiles when he heard this, and said, "If it's a big formation, I really can't do it. Firstly, I can't, and secondly, there are no materials for arranging formations in this world, and I can't find any substitutes." .But it’s just a cover-up, but it’s simple.”

After finishing speaking, Honghaier found a stick, and then started to run around on the mountain, stopping occasionally, drawing a big X, and then continued walking and drawing.

After drawing seven to forty-nine Xs in one breath, Hong Haier ran back and said, "Master, the next step is up to you. Plant a cold bamboo at the exact center of the X I drew." Said the child.

"Han Zhu? What do you want Han Zhu for? Is this your formation?" Fang Zheng wondered.

"Materials are needed to set up an array. There are not many things that can be used to set up an array on Yizhi Mountain. Our monastery counts as one, and the two Arhat trees at the entrance are also fine, but because they have not grown up yet, the spiritual energy contained in them is limited, so they cannot be used for the time being." The rest is the bell tower and the drum tower. You must not let me move these two things. The last thing that can be used is the cold bamboo.

Although the spiritual energy contained in the cold bamboo itself is not as good as that of the Arhat tree, but it grows well, and it can barely be used. "Red boy said.

"Reluctantly? There is no better one?" Fangzheng asked with a bit of disgust.

"Master, have you read too many novels? With the broken environment of the earth, it would be great if you could find materials for arranging formations. Barely is already a good evaluation." Red Boy said helplessly.

Fangzheng looked at Honghai'er, and Honghai'er didn't dodge. He and Fangzheng looked at each other for a long time. Finally, after Fangzheng was sure that the child hadn't lied to him, he said, "Okay."

As Fangzheng manipulated Hanzhu's mother bamboo, Hanzhu grew on those key points. In the next moment, Fangzheng vaguely felt that the surrounding space was slightly distorted, but the next moment it would be fine.

"Okay, let's start now. Looking at the scenery of Yizhi Mountain in the sky, we can only see what we want him to see. What we don't want them to see, they can only see us sitting there quietly sleeping, Chanting scriptures..." Hong Haier clapped her hands and said confidently.

Although Hong Haier is a bit mischievous, he is still very reliable in his work, Fang Zheng can rest assured.

Now that Honghai'er has done it, Fangzheng will naturally not be stingy, and took Honghai'er into Wuxiang Gate step by step.

The next moment, Fang Zheng could vaguely hear some voices, such as chickens crowing, cars roaring, and people asking non-stop. Unfortunately, when Fang Zheng listened carefully, he couldn't hear clearly.

The darkness faded, and Fangzheng and Honghaier continued to appear in a modern metropolis. The weather was a bit shady, but it wasn't the biting cold in the northeast, but the wind blowing, the skin didn't feel it, and the bones felt a damp coldness out of thin air. Fangzheng looked around, feeling a little confused. At this time, my friends in the Northeast had already put on sweaters and jackets, but standing in the shade of a tree, it was cold and uncomfortable when the wind blew. But those pedestrians were wearing very simple clothes, shirts, trousers, long skirts, and even girls in shorts, walking by!

Hong Hai'er was also subconsciously shivered by the wind, but as a demon king, it was just shivering, not really cold. Hong Haier asked: "Master, aren't these people afraid of the cold?"

PS: Before 24:00, it was finally written. Haha, I didn't stop updating, and I didn't skip updating! I was so sleepy, I went to sleep quickly.