Chapter 135 Invitation From Baiyun Temple【For Collection】

However, Fangzheng still seriously suspects that the little girl's parents have no good intentions. This is because she is afraid that her girl will be bullied, and she is wearing ammunition all over her body!

In the village, it's normal for children to throw firecrackers at each other to scare people, but what this girl has is a killer weapon!

"Mengmeng, thank you, you want both boxes of big brother. Come on, big brother will give you a hundred dollars, you go and buy something delicious to eat. In addition, buy some more of this kind of cannon for big brother." Fangzheng couldn't take the little girl's things for nothing, pulled the little girl's shofar braids, and gave Mengmeng a hundred dollars.

After stuffing it, Fangzheng heard the system prompt: "Ding, a friendly reminder, most of the money on your body is incense money. Incense money cannot buy any mundane items, including asking others to buy items for you. But you There is still a bit of money, exactly two hundred and thirty-six and fifty cents! You have given Mengmeng one hundred yuan now, and you can use the money for ordinary expenses, and you have one hundred and thirty-six and fifty cents left!"

Fangzheng was dumbfounded when he heard the words, looking at the hundred yuan bill in Mengmeng's hand, his heart aches! When he was happy, he even forgot the rules. This time it was fine, and he lost half of his property at once...

But after giving it all, what else can he say? Anyway, he doesn't have any expenses, so just spend it. You can't come back, can you? He still needs face...

Mengmeng burst into laughter immediately, and said, "Thank you Brother Fangzheng, wait for me for a while..."

After Mengmeng finished speaking, she ran away.

Fangzheng looked at the cheerful back of the little girl, and smiled knowingly. This is the New Year in the countryside, full of flavor!

Fangzheng continued to cast street lamps, and after a while, Mengmeng came back, carrying a red cloth bag, holding it high, and said: "Brother, look, I bought a lot, is it enough?"

Fangzheng took a look, good guy, what a bag! Although he was so distressed that he was about to bleed, Fangzheng still insisted: he pretended to be forceful, and he had to finish it with tears in his eyes, so he couldn't show his distressed look! So he smiled and said: "That's enough, it's enough for ammunition, thank you Mengmeng. The rest of the money belongs to Mengmeng."

"Thank you, Brother Fangzheng!" Mengmeng happily waved the remaining fifty yuan in her hand, and ran away bouncing around. Fangzheng watched the green grandpa Mao go away, feeling very complicated...

The little squirrel leaned over and looked at Fangzheng suspiciously.

Fangzheng picked up a throwing cannon and threw it on the ground, there was a cracking sound, and then said: "Do you understand? This thing picks up one and throws it on a hard place, and it will go off. After a while, you... #￥%￥# &”

At this moment, Fangzheng changed from a monk to a super devil...

And those little devil kings in the distance didn't know that the big devil king was going to deal with them...

"You little bastards, stop!" Wang Yougui, who was in the distance, cursed angrily.

A group of children screamed and ran away...

Seeing this, Wang Yougui felt helpless, so he hurriedly comforted his frightened old sow who was screaming and screaming. He was about to go out to settle accounts with these cubs, but he saw these little guys running back all the way!

"Uncle Wang, help! There's a squirrel chasing us, it's so fierce!" Liu Rui yelled as he ran, and the other children followed.

Wang Yougui said in astonishment: "The squirrel is chasing you? Are you too aggressive? You little bastards, can you have two reliable words in your mouth?"

Clap clap!

While speaking, a series of loud noises came, Wang Yougui jumped up on the spot in fright, and was about to reprimand, but was dumbfounded!

I saw a white wolf trotting along behind the children, with a cloth bag hanging on his body, and a squirrel standing around his neck. The squirrel took out a cannon and threw it out, chasing and throwing it all the way, and the children were blown up. Yelling, running around...

"This...isn't that Fangzheng's wolf and squirrel? These two guys, have they become smart?" Wang Yougui has always known that the lone wolf is very smart, but he didn't know that this squirrel was also smart, and he could even ride a wolf and shoot cannons. Blow up the kids...

Fortunately, the squirrels used throwing cannons, and they were all thrown on the ground, so they couldn't hurt anyone. It seemed that they were messing around, so he didn't care.

At this time, Fangzheng came over pushing the cart, leaving behind flames along the way, which stretched into a long line, lighting up the village.

"Benefactor Wang, where are you going?" Fang Zheng asked with a smile. Without those troublesome brats, Saludeng really felt much more relaxed.

"Fangzheng, why are you spreading the lamps? Isn't it arranged for Song Ergou to spread the lamps today? I'm fine, I just came out for a walk." Wang Yougui said.

Fangzheng smiled and said, "I thought it was fun, so I just did it."

Wang Yougui nodded and said: "Then you have to hurry up, there will be a fire in a while, and our village must not fall behind this year, don't let other villages spread fire to our village, it would be shameful."

Only then did Fangzheng realize that spreading street lamps is not just about throwing away lamps on his own house. There is also a competition in it. All the lamps in the ten miles and eight villages will be connected in the end.

And in this process, if the movement of my own village is slow, the opposite village will spread the fire. The old man said, in that case, my luck will go to the opposite village. Although there are superstitions in it, it is more of a way to mobilize the enthusiasm of Saluteng people and everyone's participation. So, this has become an unwritten little competition.

Of course, there is a limit to the number of people in this competition. Otherwise, if there are too many people, it will be easy to cause chaos and hidden dangers to public security. One person per village.

Fangzheng immediately said: "Benefactor Wang, don't worry, I promise to complete the task."

Fangzheng chuckled, pushed the cart away, Fangzheng was skilled in martial arts, his physical strength was amazing, his hands were extremely steady, he pushed the cart with one hand, and cast the street lamp with the other, don't go too fast! Soon the whole village was scattered, and they went directly to the road connecting other villages. From a distance, I can vaguely see the fire in the opposite village starting to move towards the entrance of the village.

Fangzheng's speed became faster, and he sprinkled all the way, and the other party just reached the entrance of the village, and Fangzheng had already sprinkled to the center. The person on the other side was obviously a little upset, shouting something, but couldn't hear clearly.

Fang Zheng chuckled and went back home. This is just a small entertainment, if it is really overwhelmed, it will be boring.

Seeing that Fangzheng turned his head, the other party yelled something again, and vaguely heard some treats, drinks, etc...

People in several villages were busy, the street lights were connected together, and the flames brought warmth and light to the people in the village in the cold winter. At this time, the adults were too busy and ran out one after another. They set up a big fire with firewood at the crossroads, warmed up by the fire, chatted and farted, and set off fireworks. The fifteenth day of the first lunar month passed in this lively atmosphere...

The next day, Fang Zheng woke up in the quiet monastery, thinking about the excitement of last night, it seemed like a dream.

Shaking his head slightly, washing his face, cleaning the Buddhist hall, cooking and eating... It was another clean day.

However, at this moment, a somewhat familiar voice came from outside: "Is the master there?"

Fangzheng went out to have a look, smiled slightly, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the benefactor is here again? Is there still a courier from the poor monk this time?"

Fangzheng was also puzzled, who delivered the things to him again? Could it be Zhao Datong and the others again? Probably not...

It was Hu Tan, the courier brother who came all the way. This finger temple is too remote, and no one wants to come all the way. But Tan Hu knows Fang Zheng's power, come here once, let the master have a look, maybe you can avoid disasters. Therefore, he has long threatened that he will cover all the couriers delivered by One Finger Temple.

As a result, after waiting for so long, there was no express delivery even after the year was over. Today, I suddenly found a letter, so it was delivered immediately.

When Fangzheng saw the envelope, he was stunned: "Baiyun Temple? Baiyun Temple is for the poor monk?"

"Uh, yes, the address on it is very clear, so there should be no problem," Hu Tan said.

Fangzheng nodded, signed for the receipt, and said, "Thank you benefactor."