Fang Zheng said: "It's very simple. After you come down from the mountain, you pretend to be a salted fish for me! You can only look, you can't move, you can't talk! If anything happens, we'll talk about it when you come back!" It's not that Fang Zheng is embarrassing him, but that this salted fish is a millionaire at a glance. You are an old man, if you really mess around when you get down the mountain, you will definitely cause a lot of trouble. For a person who is so afraid of trouble, Fang Zheng naturally needs to be vaccinated first.
When Xianyu heard this, he was stunned and asked doubtfully: "You mean, I can only pretend to be a dry and hard salted fish, and I can't do anything else?"
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes at him and said: "As a salted fish, you have already landed on the beach. What else do you want to do? Don't dislike it. As a monk, I walked around the street with a salted fish and didn't say anything. ?."
Xianyu thought about it, and it seemed to be the truth. When anyone sees salted fish, the first thing he thinks is that it is something to eat. A monk eats salted fish and eats meat? This does ruin the image a bit. Since Fang Zheng had suffered this kind of injustice just to take him down the mountain, he naturally replied simply: "Okay, I agree!"
After finishing speaking, Fang Zheng's eyes fell on the crutch in Xianyu's hand. He had seen this crutch several times. And every time Xianyu takes it out, he takes it out with a wave of his hand, but Xianyu's magic power is obviously blocked, how can he still have such magical powers? Where is this crutch hidden
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng asked.
When Xianyu heard this, he immediately said proudly: "Do you really think that I have been listening to the Buddha for so many years in vain? Humph, aside from other abilities, I still have the world in my sleeve!"
"You're bragging! Didn't you just bring a Sumeru dimension with you? Why didn't you say that you would be able to change the world if you still had everything in your sleeves?" Hong Hai'er revealed unceremoniously.
When Xianyu heard this, his old face turned red, he blew his beard and said with wide eyes: "You kid, can't you just shut up?"
Seeing that the two guys were about to quarrel, Fang Zheng quickly interrupted them to prevent the situation from escalating and affecting the harmonious environment.
Fang Zheng asked: "Sumi space? What is this? Divine power? Or a magic weapon?"
Honghai'er said: "The Sumeru Space and the Universe in the Sleeve are both magical powers. But the Sumeru Space I'm talking about refers to the magic weapon formed by solidifying this magical power on an object. Let me see, what's on this salted fish? There must be a magic weapon with Xumi space, otherwise he would have no place to hide the crutch."
"No! I don't have anything!" Xianyu had already seen through it. The monks in this temple are not like monks, and the disciples are not like disciples. If he hadn't been thrown inexplicably, he would have every reason to believe that this place was a monster cave! If you have a treasure, you must hide it, otherwise it will definitely be robbed! This is what he thinks deep down, so he won't admit it even if I beat him to death!
Fang Zheng looked at the old scoundrel, looking wary and afraid of being robbed. He shook his head and said, "Why are you refusing so quickly like a salty fish? You said it as if a poor monk would rob him."
"Haha..." Xianyu laughed twice, making it clear that he didn't trust Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng raised his hand and said: "I, the poor monk Fang Zheng, swear here that I will never steal Xianyu's magic weapon! If I violate this oath, well... I will not be able to be a monk and will be kicked out of Buddhism!"
After Fang Zheng finished shouting, before Xianyu could say anything, the system said: "Do you want to return to secular life? Your oath is invalid."
Fang Zheng was speechless...
Xiao Xianyu didn't know that Fang Zheng's lifelong ideal was to return to secular life. All the monks Xianyu came into contact with in Lingshan wanted to become Buddha as soon as possible. If anyone was kicked out of the monks' ranks, it would be worse than death. So he subconsciously thought that Fang Zheng was also a monk who attached great importance to his status as a monk, so he swore such a poisonous oath. Therefore, he was the only one in the entire temple who believed in Fang Zheng's oath.
Xianyu was silent for a while and said: "This is indeed the Sumeru space, but it is a kind of solidified magical power. The magical power is on the scales on my body."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he looked at Hong Hai'er and others, and then smiled: "Oh? How much space do you have in your scales?"
Xianyu saw that Fang Zheng's smile was a little weird, so he took it seriously and quickly shook his head and said, "It's not big, you can fit a cane into it."
Fang Zheng believed that he was a ghost. He patted the salted fish and said, "Although this poor monk is a mortal, he possesses supernatural powers such as clairvoyance and wisdom eye..."
Fang Zheng was playing a trick. He said that he really knew these two magical powers, Heavenly Eye and Wisdom Eye, so it was not a lie. It's not wrong to add a wait. After all, Fang Zheng also has Yimeng Huangliang and other magical powers. But when they are put together and fall into the ears of salted fish, it is different. Xianyu subconsciously felt that this kind of meaning must also be one or more in the eyes of other gods. Among them is the magical power to see through people's hearts and distinguish between true and false!
Xianyu thought Fang Zheng was hinting to him, I already know you are lying, there is no use lying to me.
Xianyu looked at Fangzheng, and Fangzheng looked at Xianyu, and after a while, Xianyu was an old fried dough stick after all, and said in his heart: "You don't care if you know whether I'm lying, I just lied, you can take me What's wrong?"
So Xianyu shook his head and said: "What I said is true, there is really no room inside."
Fang Zheng looked at Xianyu with a smile and said, "In that case, fine. Jing Xin, go prepare something for me."
"Master, what are you preparing for?" Honghai'er asked.
Fang Zheng thought for a while and said, "Prepare some food. Don't go hungry when you go out. Also, prepare a black bag. As for the other things, I will get it myself."
After saying that, Fang Zheng returned to the meditation room and dug out a pair of old shoes from under the cabinet that had not been washed for many years. It was fine not to touch them. As soon as he took them out, the smell instantly filled the whole room.
Fang Zheng held his breath and concentrated, holding his shoes between two fingers and went out.
As soon as they went out, Honghaier had already prepared some food and sent it over, as well as a black cloth bag. This cloth bag was really just a big square black cloth! After all, Yizhishan was too poor before. He wanted to find a suitcase, a backpack, etc., but he really didn’t have any. I can only make do with this...
Fortunately, Fang Zheng didn't care, and with his attire, it would go well with such a retro-style cloth bag.
Fang Zheng wrapped the food in a separate piece of cloth and then straddled it in front of him.
When Xianyu saw it, he immediately became happy and said to himself: "It's so ugly, haha... Mortals are just mortals. Going out is so cumbersome and burdensome."
When Xianyu was feeling proud, Fangzheng spread the black cloth on the ground, pointed to the middle of the cloth, and said, "Xianyu, come in."
"Huh? What are you doing?" Xianyu was stunned, walked over and asked.
"Go in and roll you up, otherwise how can the poor monk carry you out? Do you think that after you go out, you can still roam around?" Fang Zheng asked.
Xianyu was stunned, thinking of how Fang Zheng was wrapping food before, his face darkened, he quickly shook his head and said: "No! I can't see anything after wrapping it in! Besides, I am a living fish, not dead." Fish, don’t dry it!”
(End of chapter)