When Guan Xiangfeng heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, and roared wildly in his heart: "Your uncle's Song Ergou! Look at you, I can still get Hanzhu without you...... Ha ha...... I really want to see how this guy's face turns white to green, green to green, and blue to black......!

Ten minutes later.

Guan Xiangfeng walked on the mountain road up the mountain, and there was a man walking in front of him, wearing a peaked cap, with his hands behind his back, his head held high, and he said with spittle: "I told you a long time ago, won't it be over if I take you up the mountain?" You still have to talk to the village chief...... Look, it's been a circle, and it's not in my hands? It's not that I'm telling you, you're young, you're disobedient, you're ......%¥......&"

Guan Xiangfeng's face, which was following Song Ergou, was white and blue for a while...... In the end, it was dark and black, and there was only one sentence in my heart: "Slap in the face!

At the same time, on the top of the mountain.

"Master, what are you doing with so much bamboo?" The red boy squatted in the yard and watched Fang Zheng sit there peeling the bamboo.

"You've been doing well lately, so I'm going to reward you for the division. Fang Zheng looked at the bamboo in his hand and said with a smile.

"What reward?" asked Red Boy excitedly.

"One bed for one person!" said Fang Zheng.

"Really?!" Red Boy was excited, he had been in Yizhi Temple for so long, there were only two Zen rooms in Yizhi Temple, one was the old Zen master and Yizhi Zen Master, that room was cleaned every day, but no one was allowed to go in and live. One is the Fang Zheng residence, and again, no one else is allowed to live in it, unless the Fang Zheng is not there!

Then there is the kitchen, which is also where the monkeys and the red children lay on the floor, the lone wolf has its own kennel, and the squirrel has a small villa delivered by Ma Juan, a college student who went up the mountain. Comparatively speaking, the life of the monkey and the red child is the hardest. However, the monkeys used to sleep in the wild, but now they sleep in the kitchen, so they think it's pretty good.

And the red boy used to live in a big cave, and 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 the physique of a demon king, cold and hot, and nothing at all. It's just that I still crave a bed...... Now that he finally has it, he is naturally overjoyed.

When the monkey heard that there was a bed, he immediately approached and asked, "Master, is there really a bed?"

"Of course, I will make a bed for you by the teacher. Fang Zheng nodded.

"Master, Master, I want a bed too!" shouted the squirrel, jumping down and standing on Fangzheng's shoulder.

Fang Zheng smiled: "Don't worry, you are indispensable, everyone has it." You also have a share in the pure law. ”

When the lone wolf heard this, he immediately cracked his mouth and smirked.

"What are you laughing at, as if you were given a bed and you would......n't be afraid of the ground," the red boy muttered.

The lone wolf immediately gave him a lone wolf version of Big Eyes!

Fang Zheng was too lazy to take care of these living treasures, he got the craft of Zen carpentry from the system, originally thought that this craft was quite a waste of scum, but after thinking about it, he would know this craft, and his own tables, chairs and benches would be found in the future, and his life would be greatly improved. In this way, this craft is really good.

Anyway, there is nothing to do for a day, and it is okay to stay, just make a bed for a few apprentices and try your hand. The moment he touched Hanzhu, all the information of Hanzhu flashed in his mind, including all the textures of Hanzhu in his hand, where it was firm, where it was soft, and where it was suitable for the knife...... All the information is readily available!

Before he started, Founder had already thought about what all the parts of Hanzhu were suitable for from top to bottom!

The cold bamboo on the mountain has not yet been a year old, and all the bamboos are wrapped in a layer of bamboo clothing, and Fang Zheng has to peel off this layer of bamboo clothing one by one. Removing the bamboo clothes, Fang Zheng took a mountain opening knife. Although this mountain knife is old, the blade is bright and sharp. This is also one of the few big killers in the Yizhi Temple! When the Yizhi Zen Master opened up the wasteland and Yizhi Mountain, this was a great hero.

"Master, are you using this thing? Are you sure you want to make us a bed, not a coffin?" the red boy leaned over and measured the wide knife that was half as tall as he was.

Fang Zheng smiled bitterly: "I also want to get some good knives for the teacher, but no! ”

As soon as the red boy was about to say something, he heard an angry roar from outside the courtyard gate in the backyard: "Stop!"

The shouting confirmed that Guan Xiangfeng, who went up the mountain with Song Ergou, pointed to the temple so big that standing at the door of the backyard, he could clearly see what Fang Zheng was holding in his hand! It was delicate and verdant, and the green was like a transparent jade! The cross-section was not square, but incomparably close, like jade! Don't say that I had never seen or heard of such bamboo! It was a perfect work of art without processing! As a result, this bastard monk actually took a big knife that was too big to kill pigs to chop! Is this chopping wood? It's too much! It's too much! It's too wasteful!

It's hard to find one outside, this guy is so wasteful! Violent heavenly things, heaven is intolerable! Jade Guan Xiangfeng's brain was hot, and he forgot that he was here to beg for someone, and shouted out directly!

Fang Zheng's brows furrowed, his own chassis, when did he ask others to take care of it? Looking back, he saw a person standing next to Song Ergou, with a black shirt, a burly figure, and a beard with a ponytail...... This kind of modeling, Founder is not unfamiliar, I often see on the Internet, these people are generally engaged in art, it is said that this is more like an art master. For men to have long hair, Fang Zheng has no idea, the ancients all had long hair, this is not a big deal, as long as people don't have mothers.

When the red boy heard someone yelling, he was upset, and he raised his head and shouted, "You big lady, what are you shouting? Don't you see my master doing something?"

"Poof!" Song Ergou often goes up the mountain, knows what is lacking on the mountain, and carries a kettle with him. Sure enough, it was hot, and while cooling down with a hat fan, I drank water, and as a result, I sprayed all the water...... Choked tears came out, and then I couldn't help but laugh.

Guan Xiangfeng's angry eyes were about to pop out, and he said angrily: "How can you talk like a child? Not all women with long hair are like this, artists are like this!"

"When you say that, I remember that I used to see an artist with a ponytail. The red boy scratched his head in embarrassment.

Guan Xiangfeng snorted: "Look at you small, I don't have the same knowledge as you." ”

"Oh, by the way, are you also a ****?" asked the red boy with wide eyes.

Guan Xiangfeng was just about to speak, but the words were directly pressed back, and he didn't take a breath, and his face was flushed!