Chapter 797 Put Down a Big Rock

The system fell silent.

Fangzheng's heart skipped a beat, it seems he guessed right. The arrival of this salted fish is to replace Hong Haier and become the real guardian of One Finger Temple.

Ten seconds, half a minute, one minute...

The system kept silent, Fangzheng had never felt that time passed so slowly! Just about to urge...

The system said: "When the red boy leaves is up to him and you. As for this salted fish, he can indeed be your protector, but... if you want him to be your protector, first you have to make him become your protector." Dragons do."

"Uh, why? He's so scumbag now? Can't even be a mortal protector?" Fangzheng was relieved when he heard that Hong Boy's departure was not under the control of the system, so he could stay as long as he wanted . Although this kid is ugly, Fangzheng is really reluctant to part with him after getting along for a long time. The most worrying thing was resolved, and Fangzheng's mind became active.

The system said: "Although this guy has not turned into a dragon, he has lived for too long. He can practice a little every day, and his strength is not too bad. Put it in Lingshan, he is indeed a scum. But put it here, he is indeed a god."

Fangzheng was immediately satisfied when he heard this, and continued to ask: "In this case, he is now strong enough to be my protector, so it doesn't matter if he transforms into a dragon or not?"

The system asked back: "You have heard of Dharma Protector Tianlong, but have you heard of Dharma Protector Salted Fish? Dharma Protector Tianlong is not only a Buddhist Dharma protector, but also a Buddhist facade. Think about it, when you encounter danger in the future, you shout, salty fish!" Protector Fish, come on! You can imagine the scene yourself."

Fangzheng thought about the scene for a while... He waved his hand, and walked out behind him, leaning on a cane, hunched over, the old salted fish who coughed in three steps, looked up at the other party and said: "Eat the old ancestor's old phlegm! "

Thinking of this, Fangzheng's forehead is full of black lines, and he really can't think about the plot further down, it's embarrassing!

"How?" the system asked.

Fangzheng nodded and said, "You're right!"

All the knots in his heart were untied, and Fangzheng fell asleep with his head up. This sleep was extremely sweet.

Wake up, ring the bell and drum, and a new day begins. Seeing the red boy and the squirrel running out to dig bamboo shoots, Fangzheng squinted his eyes and muttered, "It's nice to be young, carefree."

At this time, a head popped out of Tianlongchi, and said: "It's nice to be young, you don't need to grow your brain at all."

Fangzheng's face turned dark immediately, the same thing, but different words were spoken from different people's mouths, it was really different.

"Master, good morning." The salted fish turned over in the water and floated there with a relaxed face.

Fangzheng glanced at the idler, then at the monkey sweeping the floor, and said, "Jingzhen, bring the broom."

The monkey wondered, what is the master doing? The broom was brought over, Fangzheng smiled at Xianyu and said, "Poor monks don't raise idlers, let alone idle fish. Go and sweep the snow from the mountain road to the middle of the monastery. After sweeping clean, double the breakfast. If sweeping is not clean, hungry on."

When Xianyu heard the previous words, he was so angry that he almost jumped up! Let him sweep snow with a fish? Fortunately, the monk figured it out! But after hearing Fang Zheng's words behind him, he immediately withered. After enjoying the feeling of starvation once, he doesn't want to starve anymore even if he is killed. Smelling the scent from the backyard, he regretted for the first time that his nose was so good after becoming a sperm...

Look at the broom in Fangzheng's hand, and then look at the snow on the ground. In the end, Xianyu gritted his teeth, took the broom and obediently went to sweep the snow. Fangzheng looked at the flexible fins of the salted fish, and secretly admired them. The feeling of being able to use the fins with his hands is something that monsters can do...

Seeing that Xianyu swept it smoothly, Fangzheng said: "In the future, we will divide Yizhi Temple into divisions. From the Naihe Bridge to the mountain gate, um, and the snow on the mountain road will belong to Xianyu."

As soon as the words came out, Xianyu staggered and almost fell to the ground when he heard this. Glaring back, he waved his broom and shouted, "No, I protest! You're a fish abuser!"

Fangzheng smiled and said, "You don't have to do it. As for becoming a full-time employee, it will have to be delayed..."

"I..." Xianyu was speechless. For the first time, he discovered that one day he would be eaten to death! Xianyu said unwillingly: "Why should I do it? There are so many people in your monastery!"

The monkey was on the side, and said calmly: "There are many people, and there is a lot of work. Jingxin is mainly responsible for taking care of Jingmi, because Jingmi is about to mature, and no one knows when it will be ripe, so someone has to watch it. There is also the task of patrolling the mountains, so that no one will get into Tongtian Mountain and cause trouble. Senior brother Jingzhen’s task is to go into the mountain with senior senior brother every day to see if we can get something back so that everyone can change their tastes. As for the poor monk , responsible for cleaning the Buddhist hall and the courtyard.”

"What about him?" Xianyu looked at Fangzheng.

Fangzheng smiled, and said without blushing, without heartbeat: "Of course being a teacher is to comprehend Buddhism and improve your practice. This task is difficult... So, you should work honestly. Good job, and become a full-time regular soon. Can't do it well, it's a cold day, you don't have any food in your stomach, aren't you cold?"

Xianyu opened his mouth, wanting to say something. But after listening to Fang Zheng's words, I just feel that my body is really a little cold. Of course, this is just an illusion. As an old monster, he really doesn't care about the coldness.

Fangzheng said: "Okay, let's go to work quickly. Also, remember, don't let people find out that you are a monster! Otherwise, you will be dragged into slices, and the teacher will not be able to protect you."

After speaking, Fangzheng left.

Xianyu stood where he was, holding a broom, and just wanted to curse: "MMP!"

But in the end, he was still dejected, dragged his broom forward and walked forward, muttering as he walked: "Death bald, someday my ancestor will become a dragon, and I will let you sweep snow for the rest of my life! No, I will let you catch loaches in the water MMP, freeze your grandson to death... no, you can't raise his seniority, it should be heavy... grandson!"

No matter how much Xianyu scolds, he still has to sweep the snow in the end. There is no other way, it's all for that meal!

Salted fish is a monster after all. Although it is a fish, the bones and fishbone on its body have long been distorted and changed at will, so its flexibility is not weaker than that of humans. As for strength... to be able to collide with the red boy and not fly, naturally there is no shortage of strength. So Xianyu really had to work. I saw the broom flying up and down, and the thick snow seemed to have encountered a high-speed snowplow, splashing to both sides of the road! It felt like the train drove into the water and hit a wave of water.

Soon, Xianyu cleaned the top of the mountain, and then began to sweep down the steps. The steps were uneven, and Xianyu didn't sweep too fast. Moreover, it was easy to meet people here, and the movement became louder, which was not easy to end. So Xianyu had to slow down...

Anyway, the salted fish is fine, so just take it easy.

While sweeping the snow while humming a Buddhist tune, someone's voice suddenly came from the corner in front of him. When Xianyu heard it, he screamed in his heart: "Someone?!"