Fang Zheng said: "As a teacher, I will start to publish a book today, and please call the poor monk and literati in the future." ”

"Uh...... Master, aren't we monks?" asked the squirrel.

"What's wrong with the monk? The monk can't publish a book, he can't be a literati? Stay and don't delay the poor monk from publishing a book. Fang Zheng waved his hand.

The squirrel let out an oh and was ready to leave.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, Fang Zheng suddenly thought of something, raised his eyebrows, and shouted: "Jingkuan, come here, look at what the poor monk wrote, can you understand it?" ”

The squirrel was stunned, he had been here for so long, not to mention anything else, the Chinese characters he had known for a long time. Not only him, but also monkeys and salted fish are also able to read and write without barriers. It's just writing that thieves are ugly......

The squirrel said: "Master, what you wrote is not a book from heaven, what do I not understand?"

As he spoke, the squirrel looked down, then froze.

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Do you understand?"

The squirrel rubbed his eyes, looked at it again, and then said to the other party: "Master, do you have a fever? What kind of ghost paintings are written here? I can't recognize what they are! I have heard of Impressionist painters, and only I can understand what I can see." Are you the legendary Impressionist calligrapher?"

When Fang Zheng heard this, he laughed.

What he had just set was that Jing Kuan couldn't understand it! He wanted to try whether his magic power would work or not, and if it did, how would it work! As a result, this test really made him extremely satisfied.

Fang Zheng's mind moved, and the following words were set to be seen by squirrels, and then smiled slightly, and said, "Look again." ”

The squirrel looked down, looked at it for a while, and exclaimed, "Wow, Master, I understand...... What's going on? It's just a mess like a ghost, how did it suddenly become ...... It's so pretty!"

The squirrel always thought that Fangzheng's words were good, and he also studied and practiced hard for three minutes, and then he was too tired to give up. However, this did not delay him from liking the square word.

Fang Zheng said: "Try to memorize this line of words." ”

The squirrel rolled his eyes and said, "Master, I have never forgotten it, what's so difficult about this?" As he spoke, the squirrel glanced down, then closed his eyes and opened his mouth......!

"Say yes. Fang Zheng asked with a smile.

The squirrel opened his eyes and said bitterly, "Master, I seem to be sick and I don't remember a word." ”

Fang Zheng looked at the pitiful appearance of the squirrel, and laughed: "You look at it again, and try to memorize it again." ”

The squirrel did not suspect him, looked down again, closed his eyes, and was surprised to find that the line was as clear as everything else he had memorized!

The squirrel exclaimed, "Master, my illness is cured!"

Fang Zheng laughed and said, "Okay, go play, don't delay publishing a book for the teacher!"

"Master, how much can you write on this page? Besides, when you're done, who will you send it to? If you want me to say, there is a big fight on the mountain, and you can carve it on the mountain! Whoever comes will see it, how convenient it is. The squirrel said casually and prepared to leave.

But when Fang Zheng heard it, it made sense! If it was written on paper, he didn't know who to ask to send the book. But carved on the mountain, anyone can see it?

However, it is obviously unrealistic to engrave on the mountain, although the mountain is big, but it is also high! The distance is so far that the characters are small, and the people below cannot see clearly, and the characters are big, and a mountain cannot carve many words.

However, Fang Zheng thought of a compromise solution, so Fang Zheng immediately went to find a set of carving tools and put them in the yard, and then went back to the house to sleep. Seeing this scene, the squirrel looked inexplicable. But it doesn't matter, what to do.

At night, after dinner, Fang Zheng took the carving equipment, greeted the red boy, and let the red boy fly to the depths of the mountain with him.

Not long after, the red boy came back with a huge stone monument like a mountain gate!

With a bang, it smashed into a clearing on Yizhi Mountain, some distance away from Yizhi Temple. At the beginning, it was a place where the crew set up tents, and when people left, they were all weeds, and there was nothing to feel sorry for.

This huge stone slab is like a wall, giving people a sense of majesty and shocking visual impact.

At the same time, Fang Zheng jumped down from the sadness, looked at the huge stone slab with satisfaction and said: "Pure heart, go get another piece, I'm afraid this piece is not enough,!"

Red Boy nodded, this ability to extract earth stones and turn them into stone slabs was not difficult for him. Not long after, another large rock fell, but it was a little crooked, and it was not parallel. Red Boy wanted to fiddle again, but Fang Zheng waved his hand, indicating that it was okay.

Such a natural visit is more interesting.

Then, Fang Zheng made a moving ladder out of Hanzhu, and then let the salted fish push underneath, and he began to carve on the stone slab. The words he carved are not big or small, and the people below, as long as they are not short-sighted, will definitely be able to see clearly.

Fang Zheng was carving at first, but later he found that his strength was greater than before, and he could directly go up and down on the stone slab by pressing the chisel! So he threw away other equipment, and used the chisel as a pen, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, and the Buddha splashed ink on the stone slab and wrote quickly.

The salted fish below was originally looking up, but as soon as Fang Zheng waved his hand, the stone debris fell from the sky, and when he looked up, his face was gray! The point was that he couldn't close his eyes if he wanted to close his eyes without eyelids.

"Jingkuan do me a favor, this thing is too gray. Salted fish shouted.

When the squirrel heard this, he nodded quickly, turned around and ran.

After a while, two black cloths were pasted on the eyes of the salted fish......

The squirrel smiled and asked, "Senior brother, how is it?"

Salted fish: "Huh...... You're afraid that you won't be able to fall to death, Master. ”

In the end, the monkey took the place of the salted fish, and with the square, he carved the two stone slabs in front of and behind for a night.

Seeing that it was almost dawn, Fang Zheng put down the chisel, jumped down, and took the monkey to ring the bell and beat the drum. Then, I went into the backyard and fell asleep......

Fang Zheng went to sleep, but as the pilgrims went up the mountain, the temple was full, and the pilgrims who could not enter the temple and could only wander around outside soon discovered these two conspicuous large stone slabs!

"What's that?"

"It's like two huge stone screens!"

"Wouldn't it? I didn't come yesterday, so why do I have it today?"

"Yang Hua, have you seen it before?"

Yang Hua shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it, let's go, go over and have a look." ”

After speaking, Yang Hua and a few curious pilgrims walked over, but a few people leaned over to take a look, and they were stunned.

"What is this?

"Ghost Talisman, right?"

"Stone slabs from the sky, ghost paintings, this ......"