Chapter 806

Hong Haier frowned, thinking: Why is this dead fish so troublesome? Just as he was about to say something, he saw that Fangzheng was not angry at all. He took a bamboo pole, and hung an iron hook on it. He threw the hook in front of the salted fish, and said, "It's okay if you don't go in, or you can bite the hook , shall I pick you out?"

When Xianyu saw it, his face turned even darker. Damn, do you really think he is a dead fish? Subconsciously, Fangzheng picked up a bamboo pole on his shoulder, with a hook hanging on it, and a big salted fish was hung on the hook, trembling when he walked, and whirling when the wind blew. Xianyu couldn't help shivering, put away his crutches, and lay directly on the black cloth bag, as if he was about to go to the execution ground to die generously, and shouted: "Come on!"

When Fangzheng saw it once, he smiled and thought, "I can't deal with you anymore?"

After finishing speaking, Fangzheng rolled up the salted fish layer by layer with a black cloth, then flicked it behind him, with both ends slanted down from his shoulders, and his chest was tied tightly.

"Master, are you really going to go out with him on your back?" Hong Haier couldn't help asking, this treatment is too good! He was not treated like this.

Fang Zheng chuckled and said, "Of course, if a salted fish wanders around, something will happen sooner or later."

"Master, then open your mouth and let me see the outside." Xianyu shouted in the black cloth bag, not to mention lying in the black cloth bag, except for a little suffocation, it is quite comfortable. It feels like making a high-end bullock cart.

Fangzheng didn't know what Xianyu was thinking. If he knew that Xianyu compared him to a cow, he probably wouldn't go down the mountain today, so he would have played with Xianyu.

Hearing Xianyu's shout, Fangzheng asked Honghaier to make a hole where the fish's eyes were.

The red boy's hands and feet are nimble, and his nails are as sharp as knives. He easily made a perfect cut, which just exposed the fish's eyes. People who don't know it may think that there is a precious fish-eye stone inlaid on the black cloth bag. Woolen cloth! Now, Xianyu is completely relieved, knowing that the monk really wants to take him down the mountain. Thinking of this, Xianyu smiled triumphantly: "Sure enough, so what if you lied to him? Hehe..."

However, the salted fish hadn't been complacent for a while, the next moment Fangzheng picked up the bamboo pole, and then picked up something with the hook, but due to the angle, the salted fish couldn't see it. But as soon as Fangzheng touched the thing, the lone wolf, squirrel, monkey, and red boy who were standing nearby ran away, as if they were avoiding the plague god. Suddenly, Xianyu instinctively felt that this was not a good thing!

In the next moment, Xianyu's thoughts were confirmed.

I saw a pair of stinky shoes being picked up by a hook on a bamboo pole and landed directly on the hollow in front of his eyes! As soon as the wind blows, the smell comes in along the hole! The salted fish could only feel a smell that was saltier than his, and suddenly felt a suffocation! The eyes are subconsciously turning white!

Salted Fish yelled: "Oh! What does this smell like?!"

Xianyu really doesn't know what this smell is. Those who can go to Lingshan are either Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, or Arhats. The bodies of these people are clean and clean, and there is no peculiar smell. Ordinary people who can climb Lingshan are also successful in cultivation, and naturally they will not go up the mountain with a foul smell. They will bathe and change clothes to climb the mountain and worship the Buddha.

Therefore, the salted fish was not mentally prepared for the smell of stinky feet, it just felt as if a hundred thousand rotten eggs were fermented at the same time, it made him want to vomit!

"Stop shouting, those are poor monk's shoes. Always bring some spare things when you go out," Fang Zheng said.

"Can't you wrap him up?" Xianyu tried to hold his breath, but opened his mouth, and the taste poured into his mouth. He tasted the taste with his tongue, and his uncomfortable stomach began to twist.

Fangzheng chuckled and said, "There's no way, these shoes have a strong smell, so they need to be blown in the wind, otherwise they won't be comfortable to wear."

"You are comfortable, but I am dying! Take it away!" Salted Fish shouted.

Fangzheng said: "There is no place to take it, so you just make do with it. You are going out soon, remember, shut up and don't move. Otherwise, if you make a noise, the poor monk will send you back, and don't even think about going out again. gone."

After smelling it for a while, Xianyu couldn't take it anymore, and tried to hold his breath, but the smell seemed to be magical, lingering in his mind and refusing to dissipate. Xianyu thought to himself: "Is this the legendary one stinks for ten thousand years?"

Seeing that he was about to step into the Wuxiang Gate, Fangzheng squinted his eyes. He really didn't believe that this salty fish could carry it.

Sure enough, the moment Fangzheng was about to push open the Wuxiang Gate, Xianyu yelled: "I'm convinced! You can stuff your things into my sumeru scales! I can't accept it! Murder!"

Fangzheng was immediately happy, and quickly took down all kinds of food hanging on his chest, and asked, "Why?"

When Xianyu saw this, he understood everything. The bald thief used these stinky shoes to force him to submit. Sure enough, when a shameless person meets a stinky and shameless person, he is no match for it in the end! The words have been spoken, and I can't take them back, so Xianyu gritted his teeth and said: "Just think about putting things in and handing them over, and I will keep them for you. If you want to take something, just say something and hold it in your hand." Reach it out, and I'll let you out. But you have to make a hole in the cloth bag, if you can't touch my hand, I can't hand it to you either."

Fangzheng was overjoyed when he heard that, he quickly unwrapped the cloth bag and made another hole. But here comes the problem, if he does this, the salted fish will be tied vertically behind his back, and if he wants to get something, he has to stretch his hands awkwardly behind his back, which is very troublesome. It would be convenient if you hang the salted fish upside down behind your back, but the salted fish will not do it anymore.

After thinking about it, Fangzheng finally tied the salted fish horizontally around his waist like a short knife. Outsiders saw that Fang Zheng was wearing a white monk's robe, with a black strip of black cloth wrapped around his waist, and a black package that looked like a dagger hanging from his back waist! For those who don't know, no one will think that it is a salted fish. They will only think that this ancient monk is carrying a short knife. After all, the shape of this fish is somewhat similar to a knife.

Such a bundle, if Fangzheng wanted to take something, it was easy, just wiped it on the back of the waist, and he got it. He tried to put the food in, then took it out again, and played back and forth a few times, Fangzheng had a great time playing.

"Have you played enough?" Xianyu called impatiently.

Fangzheng smiled awkwardly, and took off the stinky shoes. Seeing this, Xianyu's expression became extremely ugly. Thinking that this piece of shit was going to be stuffed into his scales, he probably wouldn't be a salty fish in the future, and would probably become a salty and smelly fish ! But it's better than putting him in front of his eyes and fuming him, I admit it! However, the next moment, he saw Fangzheng directly throwing the shoes aside, telling Hong Boy to look at them, don't throw them away, and make it clear that they will be used in the future.

Seeing this, Xianyu's face instantly turned darker. Sure enough, this broken shoe was used to disgust him, and it was planned to be used for a long time! It's good that this thief is bald, and he's not afraid of embarrassment, he didn't even bother to perfunctory, so he forced him to submit in front of him, dropped his shoes, and left! Xianyu couldn't help but sighed in his heart: "When did the Buddha become blind? How did you accept such a stinky and shameless guy as a monk? Hey..." During the sigh, he completely forgot that he was a stinky dog ​​brought back by the Buddha. Shameless salted fish...

Fangzheng pushed open the Wuxiang door, and the next moment, there was darkness in front of him.