Fang Zheng raised his head slightly and said, "You don't understand this. This is because they like and love their teacher, so they give them nicknames. Well, this is called special love!"
Hearing this, Red Boy laughed and said nothing.
Hong Hai'er knew Fang Zheng too well and had been dealt with by Fang Zheng too many times, so he knew it was time to shut up at this time, otherwise he would be in trouble.
But Xianyu, the newcomer, although he has been punished twice, he has not been punished yet. Therefore, Xianyu said subconsciously: "Master, when did your face become so thick?"
When Fangzheng heard this, he chuckled and said to Honghai'er: "Jingxin, I haven't exercised for a long time. Where did our Yizhi Temple exercise come from?"
Hong Hai'er chuckled and said, "Eat, sleep and catch salted fish!"
"Mmp!" Xianyu only had time to curse, and the next moment he was kicked into the sky by Fang Zheng, and a round of Xianyu ball battle began.
The day passed like this. With the actor and others being arrested and Song Xianhe and others leaving, Yizhi Temple seemed to have returned to its former peace.
However, today's Yizhi Temple is no longer that obscure little temple. There is an endless stream of pilgrims every day, one after another, the incense is never cut off, and the incense money is even counted so that Fang Zheng's mouth is laughing. .
Fang Zheng even stood under the Bodhi tree more than once and said with a smile: "If days like this continue, the day when the poor monk will return to secular life is not far away."
However, just after saying these words, God explained to Fang Zheng what it means that extreme joy can lead to sorrow.
A new day has arrived, and the weather is extremely cold on this day. As a cold wave blows from Siberia, it also blows away the last trace of heat on the Yizhi Mountain. The temperature plummets, directly reaching the terrifying minus thirty-seven degrees!
The Yizhi Temple, which had regained its incense due to the heat of the previous few days, was suddenly turned away by this burst of ice and cold. Not to mention people!
Even the doctors who were preparing for the next competition to compete for seats in the lectures were frozen and hiding. Going out for medical treatment in this weather? Don't be ridiculous, most patients will freeze to death before they are cured.
Fortunately, at this time, there are no patients coming. They are all waiting for it to warm up.
The empty Yizhi Mountain, although there are fewer pilgrims, seems a bit deserted, but...
"Wow!" A scream rang out from the bodhi tree, and then the squirrel ran towards the backyard screaming, shouting: "Master, master, master! Come out and see, it's so beautiful!"
When Fang Zheng heard this, he grinned and thought to himself, what can be good about this freezing cold weather? This stupid kid, what are you yelling about
Those who heard the cry were Lone Wolf, Monkey, and Red Boy. Even the salted fish lying at the bottom of Tianlong Pond was woken up and came out of the water to take a look.
As a result, as soon as this group of masters and disciples went out, the first thing they felt was an extremely cold wind blowing in their faces! Although everyone has gradually become accustomed to the cold weather, Monkey, Lone Wolf and Fang Zheng were still blown by the cold wind and couldn't help but shudder. They were about to say something about the squirrel, but the next moment they were shocked by the scene in front of them. shocked!
When is the most beautiful time of year in Northeast China? Some people say it’s the vitality of spring, the greenery of summer, the golden color of autumn, and the snowy whiteness of winter. Everyone’s evaluation is different.
Even Fang Zheng, who has lived in the Northeast for so many years, doesn't know who he likes more accurately. Of course, spring is an exception. Fang Zheng has never liked spring.
But as for winter, he was used to seeing ice and snow, so he didn't really feel much about it. But this morning, it was different!
The Bodhi tree was green yesterday. Even if some snow fell, it had already fallen to the ground after being blown by the strong wind. The same goes for the two golden Arhat trees at the door...
The cold bamboo forest further away also stood firm and bloomed with a touch of dark green in the cold wind. Against the backdrop of a pine tree on the hillside in the distance, it maintains the last touch of vibrant green beauty on the Yizhi Mountain. This is also a unique beauty on Yizhi Mountain.
But today's bodhi tree, arhat tree, and cold bamboo forest are different. Today they are all white!
Whether you look at it from a distance or up close, the entire Yizhi Mountain is pure white! Not a trace of color! On the roof, on the eaves, on the cold bamboo, on the Arhat tree, and on the leaves of the Bodhi tree, it's all white!
There is a vast expanse between heaven and earth!
The Tianlong Pond at the door is constantly steaming mist between the cold sky and the earth. The mist boils up and fills the entire mountain. The mountain seems to be covered with a layer of gauze, mysterious and fairy-like.
Fang Zheng has never seen such white and pure Yizhi Mountain! At this moment, he had only one thought, and shouted: "Purify your heart! Take me as a master to fly!"
Upon hearing this, the monkey, squirrel, and lone wolf came over immediately. When the red boy saw this, he smiled slightly, flicked his arm, and took them all up into the air!
Looking down from the sky, Yizhi Temple is even more white, as if it has disappeared into the ice and snow between heaven and earth.
Change the angle and tilt it up forty-five degrees, and you can see the outline of the Yizhi Temple. The white temple, the white bodhi tree, the white walls... The whole temple is as clean as a painting, clean and pure.
The moonlight fell, casting a silvery glow over the entire temple, making the temple even more mysterious.
"Beautiful!" Fang Zheng couldn't help but admire.
"Master, what's going on? It didn't snow last night. Why did this tree get so much snow?" The squirrel finally couldn't help it anymore and asked quickly when Fang Zheng spoke.
The other disciples also looked curious.
Fang Zheng said: "This is rime."
"Wu Song? The one who beat the tiger? I always thought he was a human being." Xianyu, as a new generation player playing with mobile phones, said subconsciously.
When Fang Zheng heard this, his face suddenly darkened and he asked, "Where did you read it?"
"On the phone." Xianyu said matter-of-factly.
As soon as he mentioned the cell phone, Fang Zheng suddenly remembered something, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Xianyu, I have something to tell you."
"Others, Master, you haven't said what rime is yet." The squirrel asked eagerly.
Fang Zheng touched his head and said, "Let your fourth junior brother explain it to you. Master, go have a good talk with our salted fish protector! Otherwise, after this time, I will forget it again."
When Lone Wolf heard this, he grinned subconsciously. He already knew what Fang Zheng was going to do. He looked at Xianyu with sympathetic eyes and thought to himself: "If you are addicted to gambling, hehe, you will be in trouble!"
However, the lone wolf would not say these words. Instead, he would pretend to be cute, as if he didn't know anything.
Xianyu also looked confused. What is going on? He thought carefully about what he had done recently, and it seemed that he had not made any mistakes? Didn't you just talk about Wu Song? Even if you say something wrong, you don't have to look at him with such a fish-killing look, right
(End of chapter)