Three sa flew out of his mind: "Black Mole Technique!"

"What is this?" Fang Zheng was stunned, the black mole technique, listening to this name, it didn't look very powerful, but after carefully reading the content of the black mole technique, Fang Zheng suddenly smiled!

Zhou Wu saw that Fang Zheng was so honest and emboldened, and shouted: "Did you hear it?

The villagers looked at Fangzheng, as Zhou Wu said, Fangzheng is the master. www.biquge.info If Fang Zheng doesn't talk about fighting, they are really hard to do.

Fang Zheng said with a smile, "Amitabha, donors don't need to be angry, there are a lot of bamboo shoots on this mountain of poor monks, everyone is free." But don't waste it, if you waste it, ......"

"How's the waste?" Zhou Wu thought Fang Zheng was going to threaten him.

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Waste is punished. ”

"Who will punish?" Ge Yan glared, looking not afraid of heaven and earth, if you dare to be scared, the old lady will pump your posture with high heels.

"As the saying goes: there are gods in the head. After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left!

Looking at Fang Zheng's back, the villagers looked confused, this really doesn't care? Fang Zheng doesn't care, they can't take care of it, they can only scatter stupidly.

Fang Zheng was walking, the red boy jumped down from the wall, walked over, put his hands behind his back, held his head high, and said with a smile: "Master, are you coming back now? That person is so arrogant and wastes so many cold bamboo shoots, you don't care?"

Fang Zheng smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically: "Tube, of course tube, isn't the teacher already in charge?"

"Cut, what kind of matter is this? Just say a few words, Master, you are too cowardly. The red boy pouted.

"Oh, that's too cowardly, so according to your thoughts, what should you do as a teacher?" Fang Zheng asked with a smile.

The red boy said: "This kind of person should be skinned and deboned, thrown into the oil pan to fry the outside and tender inside, and be a supper at night!"

Boom!

Fang Zheng's hand is a burst, but unfortunately, the red boy's body is strong, hitting it is like hitting steel, although Fang Zheng's hand strength is big, but it only plays with a crisp sound, and it is almost a few sparks.

The red boy didn't hurt either, and looked at Fang Zheng with a provocative expression, the meaning was very clear: "What can you do to me?"

Seeing this, Fang Zheng smiled slightly and read the scriptures.

"Whew......" Red Boy rolled his eyes and rolled on the ground in pain, and shouted at the same time, "Master, I was wrong, I was wrong...... Pain hurts pain ......"

Fang Zheng only read one sentence, then glanced at the sweaty red boy who was in pain and said: "Disciple, it's a pity that those bamboo shoots are wasted, and when they are all scattered, you collect the bamboo shoots on the ground, send them down the mountain, and feed the chickens and ducks." ”

The red boy sat on the ground with a sad and angry face, looking at Fang Zheng's back, the little tiger's teeth were grinding, and he shouted in his heart: "If it weren't for the lack of supernatural powers, this king would have eaten this dead monk a long time ago!"

Scolding is scolding, ruthlessness is ruthlessness, but you still have to do ...... Who let meet such a bastard master?

On the other side, Zhou Wu was happy: "This stupid monk, is it stupid to chant scriptures? There is a god and a fart on his head! Wife, digging bamboo shoots!"

"Hehe, I think he's scared, and he scares people by saying something ghostly. This kind of man who is not rigid is waste. After Ge Yan finished speaking, she patted her son Zhou Wenwu and said: "Son, you have to learn from your father in the future, you know? Heaven is not afraid, the earth is not afraid, no matter how many people he has, whoever dares to bully you, you will beat him!

Zhou Wenwu also saw what happened today, and only felt that his parents were too awesome, and one or two people were not afraid to face so many people, so he nodded again and again, and said, "Well, I know! Whoever dares to provoke me in the future, I will kill him!"

Zhou Wu laughed and said: "This is my son, get out of the way, this bamboo shoot looks not small, dig it out and take a look!"

Ge Yan and Zhou Wenwu got out of the way, and Zhou Wu folded the sapper shovel into the form of a small hoe, and dug it down with a pop, but the sapper shovel was still too small and cut off the bamboo shoots.

Zhou Wu pouted and said, "Grass, it's broken, don't want it, find the next one." While speaking, he was about to leave, and at this moment, Zhou Wenwu shouted: "Dad, your face!"

Zhou Wu said: "What's wrong with my face?" Zhou Wenwu said, Zhou Wu only felt itchy on his face, and when he reached out and touched it, his skin seemed to protrude a little, and there was hair...... I suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart.

Ge Yan heard Zhou Wenwu's shout, looked up, and was also startled: "Oh, old Zhou, why do you have a black mole on your face?"

"What? How is it possible? When did I ever have a mole on my face?" Zhou Wu hurriedly took out his mobile phone and took a picture of himself with the selfie function, and sure enough, on the left side of his face, under his eyelids, there was a small black mole the size of a mosquito bite, and there was a small black hair on it.

"What is this? I didn't have it before?" Zhou Wu muttered.

"It looks like it just grown. Ge Yan said.

"Forget it, it's nothing to have such a little black mole, wait until you go down the mountain, go to the hospital to have a look." Zhou Wu didn't take it seriously, and continued to dig bamboo shoots, this time the digging was not bad, he liked it, and put it in a snakeskin bag.

Although Ge Yan didn't say anything, he was still quite worried, the monk just said that there was a god three feet above his head, and a bamboo shoot was wasted here, and there was an extra black mole on his face, could it really be retribution? So Ge Yan kept staring at Zhou Wu secretly, and saw that the black mole on Zhou Wu's face had not changed, so he breathed a sigh of relief and muttered: "This dead monk scared me to death......

Zhou Wu dug up a few bamboo shoots in a row, and he was very satisfied and put them in the snakeskin bag, but when the sixth one, Zhou Wu was not satisfied, and scolded: "So old, don't want it!"

Behind him, Zhou Wenwu ran to play in the bamboo forest, Ge Yan was worried about his children, so he also ran away, and no one looked at Zhou Wu at all. Zhou Wu only felt a slight itch on his face, and he didn't take it seriously, just took it as the reason for sweat, and continued to dig. Zhou Wu picks and chooses, don't want the big ones, don't want the small ones, and only want the ones that are pleasing to the eye.

And the villagers didn't like Zhou Wu, so wherever Zhou Wu went, they all left consciously, and they didn't bother to look at him.

Soon, Zhou Wu dug up a bamboo shoot in a snakeskin bag, looked at his masterpiece with great satisfaction, took out his mobile phone and took two photos of the bamboo shoots in the snakeskin bag, and then switched the camera, ready to take a group photo, but the next moment......

"What the hell!" Zhou Wu saw the person in the camera, his frightened hand shook, and he threw the phone away!

Hearing Zhou Wu shouting, Ge Yan and Zhou Wenwu immediately looked over, and then exclaimed at the same time: "Old Zhou [Dad], why is your face dark?

When the villagers heard this, they were dumbfounded one by one, Song Ergou was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "Oh! Which zoo door is this that didn't close properly, so that the black blind man ran out? Tsk, this face is really black, the black blind man burns the boiler, right? The hair is quite long? You don't need to buy wool to knit sweaters in autumn!"