He Ming endured the severe pain of being hit by the carriage in his chest, squatted down, stroked the old horse and said: "Old man, I have worked hard for you this time, thank you this time, I hope that there is no need to pull water in the sky, you can run freely on the prairie......" Speaking of this, He Ming's tears couldn't help but flow. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Although there are several water delivery teams, there are only two horses that deliver water, all of which are raised in fixed well-wishers, and people have time to rest, but the horses have to come out to pull water almost every few days, and this horse is more tired than people. Along the way, He Ming also has feelings for this horse, and now watching his old friend leave, sadness rises from his heart, and tears come down.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Everyone looked at this scene, their hearts were a little sour, Fang Zheng stepped forward and stroked the old horse's head, lay on the old horse's ear, and whispered He Ming's words again.

Lao Ma looked at He Ming, tears flowed out, as if he was saying goodbye, and then slowly closed his eyes and lost his breath.

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and recited the transcendent scriptures.

At this moment, everyone didn't speak, just surrounded the old horse, silently listened to the scriptures, and silently blessed the old horse.

Fang Zheng was also helpless about this, although he saw what would happen in the future from He Ming, but there were no landmarks on the mountain roads here, and many places looked similar, in order to ensure safety, he had to give back the mana to the red boy and let him monitor the surroundings. As a result, the bear child was distracted, and it was a little late when he found out, but fortunately, everyone was saved. But the horse suffered......

At this time, the red boy walked out from the other side of the carriage, just when the incident happened suddenly, Fang Zheng wanted to save people, and wanted to block the carriage, how could it be so easy? kicked on the carriage, almost knocked him out, but fortunately, the red boy reacted quickly, jumped up, and blocked the carriage. However, the red boy was too small and fast, and everyone's attention was on Fang Zheng's body, so naturally he didn't notice this detail, but he just thought that Fang Zheng blocked the carriage and saved people.

Now that the old horse is gone, what should we do with the water on the carriage? Relying on manpower to send it over? This is simply an impossible task! What's more, the body of the old horse can't be thrown here, and He Ming wants to take the old horse back to Daili Village for a good burial.

Just as everyone was talking about how to do it, Fang Zheng said: "Amitabha, several donors, each of these water people carries a box, put the old horse on the car, and the water that can't be carried is also on the car. ”

"Master, this is not difficult, the problem is, this car can't be pulled. The mustache smiled wryly.

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said: "The poor monk still has some strength to pull the cart, but the donors also need to help." ”

Fang Zheng took on the most difficult work, and they naturally had no reason to refuse. So everyone immediately set to work, put the carriage in place, put the old horse on the cart, and then put the water on the cart as much as possible, and the rest of the people carried it on their backs. As a result, it turned out to be just right!

While they were busy, Fang Zheng took the red boy to the side.

"Master, you're too dark, aren't you? You've earned your reputation, but I'll have the strength?" said the red boy with a look of grievance and unwillingness.

It turned out that Fang Zheng's meaning was very simple, he would definitely not be able to handle so many things alone, although the Mighty King Kong Palm greatly increased Fang Zheng's strength, but he did not become a super human who was not human. With such a heavy carriage, water and old horses, Fang Zheng would definitely not be able to handle it alone. But Red Boy is different, this little guy looks small, but his strength is very big! So Fang Zheng simply pretended to pull the cart, and Red Boy helped push it behind, and the real strength still came from Red Boy......

Fang Zheng also knew that this was a bit excessive, so he said, "Disciple, then what do you want?"

Red Boy touched his chin and thought for a moment and said, "The cart is fine, but you have to give me back the mana! ”

Fang Zheng shook his head decisively, although the red boy was much less angry than when he first came, but the demon king is the demon king, so many years of education of the jungle and the strong, how can it be changed in three days and two days? As for the current performance, Fang Zheng can also understand. It's like a rich man, when he has money, he is always high to the poor, and thinks that he and the poor are not the same kind of people, not in the same world. But one day, when the rich man runs out of money, he will learn to see things from the perspective of the poor. As the saying goes, the ass determines the head, and the strength determines the ass!

Red Boy is now able to honestly follow Fangzheng to practice and comprehend the warmth and coldness of the world, largely because he has lost his strength and begins to learn to see the world from the perspective of ordinary people and perceive the goodness between people. Instead of looking at life and death indifferently from the perspective of the demon king!

If the mana is returned, if this little thing gets demonic one day and comes to destroy the village in the earthy city, then the sin will be too great! Fang Zheng himself can't forgive himself!

"Master, don't you want to meet my slightest request?" the red boy looked at Fang Zheng cutely.

Fang Zheng said: "Disciple, it's not impossible to give you mana." ”

"Really?" Red Boy's eyes lit up.

Fang Zheng said: "You are a monk with a teacher, get a haircut like a teacher, and don't leave Yizhi Temple in the future, everything else is easy to say." ”

Red Boy rolled his eyes and said, "Master, you are too insincere. ”

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, I'm begging you so lowly for the teacher, you still don't make a move?"

The red boy raised his head and said, "Master, then I will make one more request, can you lend me your mobile phone to play in the future?"

Fang Zheng thought about it, this request didn't seem to be difficult, so he agreed.

With Red Boy's help, this seemingly difficult task became not difficult, but Fang Zheng still controlled his strength, making everyone feel that everyone was working together to complete it. Even so, everyone called Fang a man of God......

The mustache muttered, "This is better than a horse!"

A girl subconsciously took over: "Mule?"

There were black lines on the door of Fangzheng's head in an instant...... Too lazy to speak.

When the village chief Lei saw the dead old horse, he cried on the spot, and then in front of the village, he could see the direction of the mountain road, dug a grave and buried the old horse, and erected a wooden tablet that read: "The tomb of Enma".

When the water arrived, this group of volunteers did not stay long, but immediately returned, after all, it was Monday, and there were still more things.

He Ming stayed, and Village Chief Lei persuaded He Ming several times to let him go back. As a result, He Ming was determined to stay, and Village Chief Lei had no choice but to give He Ming a house in the village that had been vacant for a long time, and on this day, the whole village mobilized to help He Ming clean the yard of the house, and then sent the quilts, pots and pans that he was reluctant to use one by one, and in an instant, everything was neat.