However, Fang Zheng still seriously suspected that the little girl's parents had bad intentions. He was so afraid that his girl would be bullied, as she was carrying all kinds of weapons!
In the village, it is normal for children to throw firecrackers at each other to scare others, but what this girl has is a big killer!
"Mengmeng, thank you. Big brother wants these two boxes. Come on, big brother will give you a hundred yuan. You go buy some delicious food. In addition, buy some more of these cannons for big brother." Fangzheng couldn't take the little girl's things for nothing, so he pulled the little girl's braid and gave Mengmeng a hundred yuan.
After stuffing it, Fangzheng heard the system prompt: "Ding, a friendly reminder, most of the money you have is incense money. Incense money cannot buy any ordinary items, including letting others buy items for you. But you You still have some capital, just two hundred and thirty-six yuan and fifty cents! Now that you have given Mengmeng one hundred yuan, you still have one hundred and thirty-six yuan and fifty cents left that you can use for mundane expenses!"
When Fangzheng heard this, he was dumbfounded. He looked at the hundred-yuan bill in Mengmeng's hand and felt heartbroken! When he was happy, he actually forgot the rules. This time, he was fine, and he lost half of his belongings at once...
But after giving it away, what else could he say? Anyway, he doesn’t have much expenses, so just spend it. You can't get it back, can you? He still wants to be embarrassed...
Mengmeng suddenly smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Fangzheng, please wait for me for a while..."
After Mengmeng finished speaking, she ran away.
Fang Zheng looked at the little girl's cheerful back and smiled knowingly, this is the New Year in the countryside, full of flavor!
Fangzheng continued to scatter street lights, 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?"
Fang Zheng took a look, what a bag! Although he was so distressed that he was almost bleeding, Fang Zheng still acted according to the principle: he was pretending to be awesome, and he had to finish it with tears in his eyes, and he could not show any distress at all costs! So he smiled and said: "That's enough. It's enough to be used as ammunition. Thank you Mengmeng. The remaining money will go to Mengmeng."
"Thank you, Brother Fangzheng!" Mengmeng happily waved the remaining fifty yuan in her hand and ran away. Fang Zheng watched the green Grandpa Mao go away, feeling very complicated...
The little squirrel came up and looked at Fang Zheng suspiciously.
Fang Zheng picked up a cannon and threw it on the ground. It made a snapping sound, and then said, "Do you understand? This thing will make a sound if you pick one up and throw it on a hard place. In a moment you guys... #￥%￥#& ;"
At this moment, Fang Zheng transformed from a monk into a super devil...
But those little devils in the distance have no idea that the big devil is going to deal with them...
"You little bastards, stop here!" Wang Yougui in the distance kept yelling angrily.
A group of children ran away screaming...
Wang Yougui was helpless when he saw this. He quickly comforted his frightened old sow that was squealing. He was about to go out to find these little brats to settle the score, but he saw these little brats running back all the way!
"Uncle Wang, help! There are squirrels chasing us, they are so fierce!" Liu Rui shouted as he ran, and the other children followed him.
Wang Yougui said in astonishment: "The squirrel is chasing you? Are you so fierce? You little brats, can you have two reliable words in your mouth?"
Bang bang bang bang!
While he was talking, a series of shocking sounds came. Wang Yougui was so frightened that he jumped up on the spot. He was about to scold him, but he was dumbfounded!
I saw a white wolf trotting all the way behind the children, with a cloth bag hanging on its body and a squirrel standing on its neck. The squirrel took out a cannon and threw it out. It chased and threw it all the way, making the children scream. Yelling, running around...
"This... isn't this Fang Zheng's wolf and squirrel? Are these two guys becoming spirits?" Wang Yougui always knew that the lone wolf was very smart, but he didn't know that the squirrel was also smart and could actually ride a wolf to shoot cannons and explode. It’s a child…
Fortunately, the squirrel used throwing cannons, which were thrown on the ground and could not hurt anyone. It looked like they were just fooling around, so he didn't care.
At this time, Fang Zheng pushed the cart over, leaving flames along the way, stretching into a long line, lighting up the village.
"Donor Wang, where are you going?" Fang Zheng asked with a smile. Without that group of troublemaking naughty children, spreading street lanterns is indeed much easier.
"Fangzheng, why are you putting out street lanterns? Didn't Song Ergou arrange to put out street lanterns today? I'm fine, I'm just going out for a walk." Wang Yougui said.
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "I thought it was fun, so I just did it."
Wang Yougui nodded and said: "Then you have to hurry up. The fire will be built soon. Also, our village cannot fall behind this year. Don't let other villages spread fire to our village. It will be embarrassing."
Only then did Fang Zheng remember that scattering street lanterns was not just about scattering lamps to his own house. There is also a competition in it. The street lamps in eight villages in ten miles must be connected in the end.
And in this process, if the action of one's own village is slow, the opposite village will spread the fire. The old man said, in that case, one's luck will go to the opposite village. Although there is superstition in it, it is more about mobilizing the enthusiasm of people spreading lamps and the enthusiasm of everyone to participate. Therefore, this has become an unwritten little competition.
Of course, this competition has a limit on the number of people. Otherwise, if there are too many people, it will be easy to cause chaos and potential security risks. One person per village.
Fang Zheng immediately said: "Donor Wang, don't worry, I promise to complete the task."
Fang Zheng chuckled and pushed the cart away. Fang Zheng has martial arts skills and amazing physical strength. His hands are extremely steady. He pushes the cart with one hand and scatters the street lights with the other. Don't go too fast! Soon the whole village was finished and they went straight to the road connecting other villages. From a distance, I could vaguely see the fire in the opposite village beginning to move towards the entrance of the village.
Fang Zheng's speed became faster, and he spread all the way. When the other party reached the entrance of the village, Fang Zheng had already spread it to the center. The person on the other side was obviously a little unhappy and was yelling something, but it was hard to hear.
Fang Zheng chuckled and headed back home. This is just a small entertainment. If you really overpower it, it would be boring.
When the other party saw Fang Zheng turning around, he shouted something again. He vaguely heard a treat, a drink or something...
People in several villages are busy, street lamps are connected in a row, and the flames bring warmth and light to the people in the village in the cold winter. At this time, the adults had finished their work and ran out one after another, setting up a big fire with firewood at the intersection, warming themselves by the fire, chatting and farting, and setting 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 temple, thinking about the excitement last night, as if he was in a dream.
Shake my head slightly, wash my face, clean the temple, cook and eat... It’s another clean day.
However, at this moment, a familiar voice came from outside: "Is the master here?"
Fang Zheng walked out and took a look, smiled slightly, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, the donor is here again? Is there a courier from the poor monk this time?"
Fang Zheng was also puzzled. Who was delivering the goods to him? Could it be Zhao Datong and the others again? Probably not...
The one who came was Hu Tan, the courier boy from the express company. This temple was too remote and no one from the express company was willing to come. But Hu Tan knows how powerful Fang Zheng is. If he comes here once and shows the master, he might be able to avoid disaster again. Therefore, he has long promised that he will cover all express delivery from Yizhi Temple.
As a result, after waiting for so long, there was no express delivery even after the New Year. Today, I suddenly found a letter, so I rushed to deliver it immediately.
When Fang Zheng saw the envelope, he was stunned: "Baiyun Temple? Baiyun Temple is for the poor monk?"
"Uh, yes, the address is clearly written on it, so it should be fine." Hu Tan said.
Fang Zheng nodded, signed for it, and said, "Thank you, donor."
(End of chapter)