Fang Zheng asked: "Donor, so what if the poor monk is stupid, what if he is not stupid?"
"I finally understand, you and me are pretending to be stupid!" Han Xiaoguo roared.
At this moment, the smell of rice wafted over.
Gulu, Gulu...
Two hungry sounds sounded at the same time. But Fang Zheng and Han Xiaoguo were hungry.
Han Xiaoguo said: "Little monk, where are you cooking in the kitchen?"
Fang Zheng said: "Amitabha, I have done it, but it is only for one person."
"I want it! Don't tell me no, otherwise I'm not sure I will kill you with one shot!" Han Xiaoguo threatened.
"That won't work. The poor monk hasn't eaten for a whole day. He will feel hungry if he doesn't eat. If the donor is hungry, he should go down the mountain to eat." Fang Zheng said.
"What the hell! I will have room and board on this mountain today! No one wants me to leave!" Han Xiaoguo said angrily.
Fang Zheng sighed and said, "Then you stay here, the poor monk has gone to eat." After saying that, Fang Zheng turned around in front of Han Xiaoguo!
"Stop! Otherwise I'll kill you!" Han Xiaoguo was startled.
Fang Zheng said with a warm smile: "Donor, why are you so nervous? If you don't shoot, we can still chat and pass the time. If you shoot, the police guarding the mountain will come. By then, no one will Eat.”
The more Han Xiaoguo heard about it, the hungrier he became. He swallowed his saliva, pointed his gun at Fang Zheng and said, "Either you obey, or I will kill you! I will tell you with actions, you don't have to use a gun to kill!" After that, he held a gun against Fang Zheng. The knife was pressed against Fang Zheng's lower back.
Fang Zheng shook his head slightly and said, "That's all. The poor monk is also hungry. If you don't go and take a look, you will be confused. Let's go."
After saying that, before Han Xiaoguo could react, Fang Zheng raised his legs and left!
Just out of the range of his knife, Han Xiaoguo suddenly came to his senses, raised his gun, pointed it at Fang Zheng and followed him. As he walked, he said: "Little monk, don't play tricks on me! Otherwise, I will really send you away." You go to the West to see the Buddha!"
"Amitabha, if the donor is really capable of this, this poor monk really wants to meet the Buddha..." Fang Zheng didn't lie, he really, really didn't want to be a monk! Although he is not too miserable now, it is torture to stay alone in the mountains all day long!
However, Han Xiaoguo didn't know what Fang Zheng was thinking. He just thought it was Fang Zheng who was provoking him and raised his hand to hit Fang Zheng on the bald head!
result!
Bang!
"Hiss!" Han Xiaoguo rubbed his hands and cursed: "Little monk, is your head a stone? Why is it so hard?"
"Amitabha, this poor monk's head has been hard since he was young. It caused pain to the donor. It's really a sin." Fang Zheng said.
Han Xiaoguo's old face turned red. After working as a mercenary all his life, this was the first time that he had been hurt by beating someone, and he was comforted by the person who was beaten... This feeling sounded like ridicule!
So Han Xiaoguo raised his hand and smashed it again!
when!
Han Xiaoguo seemed to have seen a ghost. This time he used the butt of a gun, and it hit his bald head suddenly, causing sparks to burst out!
Fang Zheng sighed, looked back at the confused Han Xiaoguo and said, "Donor, can we still walk well? You touch the poor monk's head every once in a while. Such behavior is very indecent. You don't In this case, the poor monk will sue you for harassment."
"What the hell are you?" Han Xiaoguo stared at Fang Zheng warily.
"Amitabha, poor monk Fang Zheng, abbot of the Yizhi Temple." Fang Zheng said.
Han Xiaoguo tightened his grip on the gun in his hand, and then he calmed down, and thought to himself: "This monk is a bit evil, but no matter how evil he is, he is just one person! Even if he knows martial arts, he can't be fast enough to shoot, let alone invulnerable!"
Thinking of this, Han Xiaoguo became more courageous. He put a gun to Fang Zheng's head and shouted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense! Take me to dinner!"
Fang Zheng nodded, and then Han Xiaoguo saw that this bastard monk had no idea of being coerced and just left like that! His gun is still pressed against his head, can't he leave some dignity for his gun? Are you scared for a moment
Fang Zheng entered the kitchen and opened the lid of the pot. White mist rose and the aroma filled the air!
Gulu, Gulu...
Fang Zheng and Han Xiaoguo's stomachs roared in protest again.
Han Xiaoguo said with red eyes: "What kind of rice is this? Why is it so fragrant? Eh? This rice is so beautiful!"
Fang Zheng ignored him, took a big bowl, and quickly filled it.
Seeing that Fang Zheng was so sensible, Han Xiaoguo smiled for the first time and said, "You little monk, how can you... your uncle! That's my food!"
Before he finished his compliments, Fang Zheng sat down on the stove and started eating!
When Han Xiaoguo shouted, Fang Zheng not only didn't stop, but actually ate faster!
Han Xiaoguo put a gun on Fang Zheng's head and was about to scold Fang Zheng, but Fang Zheng turned around and walked out! Ignored his gun again!
Han Xiaoguo was really angry. He raised the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at Fang Zheng's bald head, saying: "Damn monk, if you dare to take another bite of my food, I promise to kill you!"
Fang Zheng turned around calmly and disappeared from his sight! He was wondering, is this guy stupid? There is still rice in the pot, why are you staring at me? Do you have to occupy them all to be satisfied? Who is...
Han Xiaoguo hurriedly chased him out, but saw Fang Zheng walking towards the door of the courtyard. Han Xiaoguo wanted to shoot several times, but he held back. After all, the place was empty, and a gunshot might really attract the police. That's not what he wants.
Han Xiaoguo caught up with him and saw Fang Zheng sitting under the bodhi tree, enjoying his meal.
Han Xiaoguo took a closer look and was about to burst with anger: "Save a bite for me!"
As a result, Fangzheng raised his head, the sound of clattering bowls and chopsticks was heard, and he took the last bite of rice!
"I...die monk, you die!" Han Xiaoguo was really angry. From the moment they met, the monk didn't take him seriously. He was holding back his anger at that time, but now, he is really hungry. This rice is so fragrant, it seduce the gluttons in his stomach and go crazy! Even someone like him, who had been trained to starve, couldn't bear this hunger that seemed to be magnified ten times.
So Han Xiaoguo was about to pull the trigger.
However…
Bang!
A sound came from the kitchen.
"Who?!" Han Xiaoguo turned around suddenly and shouted warily.
Fang Zheng raised his eyes and said calmly: "Dog."
"Does your temple still have dogs?" Han Xiaoguo stared at Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng stood up and came to Han Xiaoguo, his mouth opened...
belch…
Fang Zheng burst out with a full belch, and his mouth was full of the smell of rice. Han Xiaoguo reacted immediately.
Gulu…
"Lead the way!" Han Xiaoguo held back his hunger and pointed his gun against the square bald head.
Then he discovered sadly again that the monk raised his legs and left... and the gun was empty again! Ignored again!
Fortunately, Fang Zheng was very obedient and led the way to the kitchen, while Han Xiaoguo hid behind Fang Zheng vigilantly, ready to take Fang Zheng as a hostage or a shield at any time. The result of being so careful was that he walked very slowly, and forced Fang Zheng to walk slowly too...
(End of chapter)