Chapter 838 Childish Memories

Fangzheng glanced at the monastery, usually when he came back, a group of disciples would report collectively!

But this time, why did the lone wolf, monkey, and red boy come running later? Where's the squirrel?

Fangzheng looked around, but he didn't see this little thing. He frowned and asked, "Where's Jingkuan?"

"Master, I'm here!" The squirrel yelled and jumped down from the tree, but this time he didn't jump onto Fangzheng's shoulder playfully, but landed on the head of the lone wolf with big eyes He turned around, but he didn't dare to look at Fangzheng.

Fangzheng squinted his eyes, how could he be so familiar with those little eyes?

Fangzheng looked at the squirrel, and the squirrel looked up at the sky...

Fangzheng looked at the others again, the monkey stood there with low eyebrows and said nothing; the lone wolf looked at Fangzheng with a cute look, as if he was just a stupid dog who didn't know anything; Wearing his little monk uniform.

Xianyu stood next to Fangzheng, looked around, and said with a chuckle: "Master, based on my countless years of experience in knowing people, it seems that someone..."

"It's getting late, the poor monk is hungry. Jingxin, is dinner ready?" Fangzheng said suddenly, interrupting Xianyu's words.

The squirrel who was a little anxious when he heard Xianyu's words, immediately shouted after hearing Fangzheng's words: "It's done! I'll eat it when Master comes back!"

"Well, let's go." Fangzheng nodded, as if he didn't want to ask any more questions.

Several disciples glanced at each other, Salted Fish pulled his beard, leaned in front of the squirrel, and said with a smile: "Little thing, I will tell you based on my years of experience, no matter what you have done, you should admit it earlier."

When the squirrel heard it, he hesitated for a moment...

After Xianyu finished speaking, he walked away leisurely with his fins on his back, as if he was an ancestor.

The squirrel looked at the lone wolf, the monkey, and the red boy, and the three guys looked like you could do it yourself, and then they also left.

Fangzheng entered the backyard, his eyes swept across the yard like a scanner. Today's Fangzheng is no longer the Fangzheng of the past. His memory is far superior to that of ordinary people. Although his eyes cannot see through, he can still see everything in detail. With a glance, what is in the backyard, nothing, is all in the eyes, and then compared with the things in memory one by one...

However, nothing had changed in the backyard, so Fangzheng walked into the kitchen and took another look! Fangzheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he landed on the pile of bowls! One Finger Temple was not rich before, although now it has some incense money, but Fangzheng never spends money recklessly. He always felt that apart from solving the problem of livelihood, the rest of the money was ashes, ashes to ashes, and it was better to return where it came from. What the world donates should benefit the world. Therefore, even though One Finger Temple had some spare money, Fangzheng never thought of adding too many luxuries to One Finger Temple.

Even if there were extra tables, chairs and benches, they were carved by Fang Zheng with one knife at a time.

As for the pots and pans, the ones handed down by Yizhi Zen Master have been used all the time. And that batch is not rich, there are only seven bowls, three plates, and two big bowls! This is all about eating and drinking at One Finger Temple.

But Fangzheng glanced over at this moment, only to find that one of the seven bowls was missing! Thinking about the thief-like expression of the squirrel, Fangzheng suddenly realized that it was so!

Fangzheng frowned, and was about to talk to this little guy directly, breaking the bowl is not a big deal, but it's wrong for you to hide it! But at this moment, Fangzheng suddenly froze.

Break the bowl?

Why is this scene so familiar to him? At that moment, something deep in Fangzheng's memory was highlighted, and the dusty memory began to become clear!

It was an autumn more than ten years ago, just after dawn, a small figure carrying a schoolbag sneaked out of the gate of One Finger Temple, and then took a sneaky look at One Finger Temple. After making sure no one saw him, the little guy ran away...

After descending the mountain, Fangzheng, who was originally a thief, heaved a long sigh of relief, and went to school in a hurry.

However, Fangzheng didn't know that on the top of the mountain, an old monk was looking at Fangzheng after he descended the mountain with a smile. In his hand, he held a large broken bowl!

Bowl, for most people, this is not a rare thing, it is worthless, and if it breaks, just shout: "Sailing every year!" Then everyone smiles happily, and forget it.

But in One Finger Temple, this bowl is not an ordinary item, it's a guy who eats!

Fangzheng has never been a worry-free thing since he was a child. Originally, there were twelve bowls in Yizhi Temple. Zen Master Yizhi once laughed and said while washing the dishes: "These are the twelve guardian gods of our Yizhi Temple. ! With them, you won’t be hungry!”

As a result, the twelve guardians were all killed by this little ancestor one by one. Zen master Yizhi sighed more than once: "What evil did the poor monk do? Raising a little ancestor who demolished the temple!"

Up to now, only two of them are still alive. Now, another one died...

Zen Master Yizhi looked at the bowl and felt a headache. How should we eat this dinner?

A day passed in a flash, and at dusk, Fangzheng stood at the foot of the mountain, dawdling, wishing he could take ten steps at a time.

But he didn't know that Zen Master Yizhi saw all this scene, but Zen Master Yizhi didn't intend to urge him, and just waited quietly on the mountain.

Time passed by every minute and every second, no matter how slow Fangzheng walked, he was walking after all, and finally came to the mountain. He poked his head into the gate of the monastery, looked around secretly, and made sure that no one was looking at him, so Fangzheng heaved a sigh of relief, and sneaked inside. Just like that little thief!

As a result, I walked around to the backyard, and as soon as I entered the door, I heard a bang behind me, and the door closed!

"Master, have you eaten?" Fangzheng looked at Zen Master Yizhi standing behind the door, his brow covered with cold sweat.

Zen Master Yizhi pointed to the kitchen and said, "Go and eat."

Seeing Zen Master Yizhi's lifeless look, Fangzheng ran in hastily, but after all, he had a ghost in his heart. Thinking that Zen master Yizhi didn't find out that he broke the bowl, he was a little flustered, sitting on the edge of the stove with hands and feet, accidentally, the bowl in his hand fell again with a bang!

At that moment, Fangzheng only felt a buzzing sound in his forehead, he didn't know what he was doing at all, he felt like the sky was falling, and he was doomed!

Just as Fang was hanging his head there, waiting to be beaten, a broom came over and swept the bowl away. Pointing to the Zen master, he didn't say anything. After sweeping away, he walked out.

Fangzheng was puzzled, and asked, "Master, are you not angry? The twelve guardians have all died in battle..."

Yizhi Zen Master said, "Get angry."

"Then why didn't you hit me?" When Fangzheng was younger, he was beaten a lot, and he was slapped on the buttocks. Thinking about it now, it's still hot.

Yizhi Zen Master said: "You have grown up and understood the truth, why are you still beating you?"

Fangzheng was stunned...