When Guan Xiangfeng heard this, he was overjoyed and roared in his heart: "Your uncle's Song Ergou! Let's see if you are still squeamish! Without you, I can still get the Han Bamboo... Haha... I got the Han Bamboo, I really want to see this How the guy's face turned from white to green, green to blue, green to black! Haha... "
Ten minutes later.
Guan Xiangfeng was walking on the mountain road up the mountain. There was a man walking in front of him. He was wearing a peaked cap, with his hands behind his back and his head held high. He spat and said this: "I told you earlier, I will take you up the mountain." Is it over? You still have to talk to the village chief... Look, after going around in a circle, hasn't it come into my hands? I'm not telling you, you are just young and disobedient, just... % ￥… &”
Guan Xiangfeng's face, who was following Song Ergou, turned white for a while, green for a while... and finally turned black. There was only one sentence in his heart: "A slap in the face! A naked slap in the face!"
Meanwhile, on top of Mt.
"Master, what are you doing with so much bamboo?" Hong Boy squatted in the yard and watched Fang Zheng sitting there peeling the bamboo.
"You have performed well recently. I am going to reward you." Fang Zheng looked at the bamboo in his hand and said with a smile.
"Reward? What reward?" Honghaier asked excitedly.
"One bed per person!" Fang Zheng said.
"Really?!" Hong Haier was excited. He had been coming to Yizhi Temple for so long. There were only two Zen rooms in Yizhi Temple. One belonged to the old Zen Master Yi Zhi. That room was cleaned every day, but it was not allowed. Anyone can come in and live. One room is occupied by Fang Zheng. Similarly, no one else is allowed to live in the room unless Fang Zheng is away!
Then there’s the kitchen, where the monkey and Red Boy make the floor. The lone wolf has his own kennel, and the squirrel has the small villa that Ma Juan, the college student who originally went to the mountain, gave him. Comparatively speaking, the life of the monkey and the red boy is the most miserable. But the monkey used to sleep in the wild, but now it sleeps in the kitchen, and it feels pretty good.
Hong Hai'er used to live in a big cave. As a big demon king, he had all kinds of good things. It's really unpleasant to suddenly sleep in such a place now... Fortunately, he has a demon king's body, with hot and cold spots, and nothing will happen to him. But, he still longed for a bed... Now that he finally had one, he was naturally very happy.
When the monkey heard that there was a bed, he immediately came over and asked, "Master, is there really a bed?"
"Of course, I will make a bed for you personally," Fang Zheng nodded.
"Master, Master! I want a bed too!" Squirrel jumped down and stood on Fang Zheng's shoulder, shouting.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Don't worry, you are indispensable, everyone has it. You also have a share in the purification method."
When Lone Wolf heard this, his mouth immediately split open and he started to giggle.
"Why are you laughing? It's as if you wouldn't lie down on the ground if you were given a bed..." Hong Boy muttered.
Lone Wolf immediately gave him a Lone Wolf version of a big eye roll!
Fang Zheng was too lazy to pay attention to these living treasures. He got the craft of Zen Carpentry from the system. He originally thought that this craft was quite useless, but then he thought about it. After learning this craft, he would have his own tables, chairs and benches in the future. It can also be greatly improved. Calculating it this way, this craftsmanship is really good.
Anyway, there is nothing much to do in the day, so just stay there, so I might as well make a bed for a few apprentices and try my hand at it. You won’t know the result until you try it. He was shocked when he tried it. The moment he touched the cold bamboo, all the information about the cold bamboo flashed through his mind, including all the textures of the cold bamboo in his hand, where it was tight, where it was soft, and where it was suitable to be placed. Knife... All the information is available!
Before he even started, Fang Zheng had already thought about what all parts of the Han Bamboo were suitable for, from top to bottom! It felt like I was really confident and confident.
The cold bamboos on the mountain were less than a year old, and all the bamboos were covered with a layer of bamboo clothing. Fang Zheng had to peel off the layer of bamboo clothing one by one. After taking off the bamboo clothes, Fang Zheng took a machete. Although this machete is old, its blade is sharp and extremely sharp. These are also some of the rare killer weapons in Ichiji Temple! When Yizhi Zen Master opened up Yizhishan, he was a great contributor.
"Master, are you using this thing? Are you sure you want to make us beds instead of coffins?" Hong Boy came over and measured the wide machete that was half his height.
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "Master, I also want to get some good swords, but I don't have any! Let's use it, it's still a sword after all."
Just as Hong Boy was about to say something, he heard a roar coming from outside the backyard gate: "Stop!"
The one who shouted was Guan Xiangfeng who went up the mountain with Song Ergou. The Yizhi Temple is so big, standing at the door of the backyard, you can see clearly what Fang Zheng is holding! Delicate and green, like transparent emerald! The cross-section is not square, but extremely tight, like jade! Don’t tell me you’ve never seen bamboo like this, or even heard of it! No processing required, just a perfect work of art! As a result, this bastard monk actually used a big knife that was too big to kill a pig! Is this chopping firewood? unacceptable! Such a waste!
It's hard to find one outside, but this guy is so wasteful! The waste of natural resources is unacceptable! Jade Guan Xiangfeng's head got hot, he forgot that he was here to ask for help, and he yelled out!
Fang Zheng frowned. When did he need others to take care of his own territory? Looking back, I saw a person standing next to Song Ergou. He was wearing a black T-shirt, a tall figure, a beard and a ponytail... This kind of look was not unfamiliar to Fang Zheng. He often saw it on the Internet. These people are usually engaged in art. Yes, it is said that this is more like a master of art. Founder has no idea about men having long hair. The ancients all had long hair. This is not a big deal, as long as the man is not his mother.
Hong Hai'er felt unhappy when he heard someone yelling. He raised his head and shouted, "You big bitch, what are you shouting about? Didn't you see my master doing something?"
"Poof!" Song Ergou often goes up the mountain. He knows what is missing on the mountain and carries a water bottle with him. Sure enough, it was quite hot. I fanned myself with a hat and drank water at the same time. As a result, I squirted out all the water... I choked to tears, and I couldn't help laughing.
Guan Xiangfeng's eyes almost popped out of his head with anger, and he said angrily: "How can you talk like a kid? Not all women have long hair, artists are all like this!"
"You said that, but I remembered that I actually saw an artist with a ponytail before." Hong Boy scratched his head in embarrassment.
Guan Xiangfeng snorted: "You are young, I don't have the same experience as you."
"Oh, by the way, are you also a **** person?" Hong Hai'er asked, blinking his big eyes.
Guan Xiangfeng was about to speak, but he suppressed his words directly. He couldn't take a breath and his face turned red from holding back! I cursed in my mind: "Whose naughty kid is this? Can he talk? What nonsense have you learned?"
(End of chapter)