Red Boy raised his eyebrows, he knew that Salted Fish had calculated his plan and used cloth to deal with it. However, the red boy has no intention of changing, as long as the cloth is out, he will definitely not lose. This salted fish is a 10,000-year-old fritter, stinky hooligan, and has a lot of ghost ideas, so he doesn't need to take risks.

As a result, in the second round, it was all cloth again!

The third round is still cloth!

Round 4!

Cloth!

Round 5!

Cloth!

……

Fang Zheng looked at these two stubborn guys, shook his head, yawned and said, "Let them compare slowly, don't look at the pure truth, pure law, and pure width, go to the front yard to see the situation." The incense has been so strong lately, don't slack off. ”

The three little guys thought that these two guys would not have results for a while, so they nodded and went out one after another.

Fang Zheng shook his head and went back to the meditation room.

On this day, the pilgrims who came to Yizhi Temple did not see the salted fish hair care and the little master of pure heart, but only heard the sound of rock-paper-scissors coming from the backyard. However, pilgrims are forbidden to enter the backyard, and everyone can only keep a stomach full of questions in their hearts.

In the middle of the day, Fang Zheng took the squirrel, monkey, and lone wolf to eat, and on the side, the red boy and the salted fish had red eyes, and they were still shouting rock-paper-scissors.

"Master, don't you really want them to eat?" asked the squirrel.

Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "It's rare that they found something more important than eating, let them continue......"

"No, I mean, can I pack the food they don't eat?" whispered the squirrel.

Founder: "......"

At the same time, the sound of rock-paper-scissors over there also stopped abruptly!

The next moment, with only two swishing sounds, the red boy and the salted fish took their places, and then they finished their meal at the speed of the wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, and then ran back to the same place rock-paper-scissors.

In the evening, Fang Zheng and the monkeys beat bells and drums in the limelight, and the backyard is still rock-paper-scissors.

In the middle of the night, Fang Zheng was sleeping soundly, and it was still rock-paper-scissors outside.

Fang Zheng rolled over and continued to sleep.

The next day, Fang Zheng got up together, always felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it for a long time, he remembered, why is there no sound of rock-paper-scissors outside?

Fang Zheng curiously pushed open the door, ready to take a look.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the red boy sitting at the door of the kitchen, drinking a large bowl of rootless clean water. Looking at it like that, it's like drinking, very cool and domineering, and I don't know if I'm happy to win or lose.

Fang Zheng walked over and asked, "Who won?"

Before the words fell, I heard footsteps at the door, and then I saw the salted fish carrying a cane on his shoulder, and a small black cloth bag was hanging on the crutches, with a posture of going out of the door, and his face was even more smug and smiling, as soon as he saw Fangzheng, he smiled and said: "Master, when are we leaving?"

Seeing this, Fang Zheng understood that this was a salted fish win. But he was curious, how did the salted fish win? It stands to reason that as long as the red boy keeps making the cloth, there is no possibility of losing!

Fang Zheng looked at the red boy curiously, and then asked.

The red boy had teary eyes, and pointed at the salted fish angrily and said, "Master, this salted fish is not a thing!

"Hey, hey, pure heart, you can't speak ill of me. I'm pure, it's obvious that you're calculating too much......" Salted Fish snorted.

Fang Zheng waved his hand to shut him up and let Red Boy continue.

The red boy said: "This old bastard played with me for a day and a night on the cloth, and suddenly pouted his ass and picked up the fish's tail and came out ......of the scissors!

Speaking of this, the red boy's face was full of tears, and he grabbed the big bowl and took a big mouthful.

Fang Zheng suddenly realized, no wonder the salted fish who usually resembles a person suddenly jumped into such an obvious pit, feeling that this guy is calculating the red child!

However, admitting defeat in the bet, Founder still has to take the salted fish down the mountain.

Salted fish shouted, "Master, I don't have to pretend to be dead fish this time, right?"

Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "No, although you have made it public, but the poor monk doesn't want to go out and be watched, salted fish that can walk and talk are much rarer than giant pandas." You'd better honestly pretend to be a dead fish for me, and when you get to the place, you can come down and move. ”

Salted fish had no choice but to obediently stuff his small luggage roll into the Sumeru scales, and then lay down on the ground, pretending to be dead.

Fang Zheng prepared some food again and stuffed it into the Sumeru scales of the salted fish, and finally took out the black cloth, and then wrapped the salted fish.

When everything was in order, Fang Zheng snapped his fingers and said, "Ready to go!"

"Master, before leaving, do you want to take that money?" the squirrel pointed to the pile of money under the Bodhi tree, which was the money that Salted Fish sat on the offering table every day and was smashed by someone.

The monkey pointed to the merit box and said, "There should be a lot of money here." ”

Fang Zheng thought about it, and finally shook his head and said, "Don't look at it yet, wait until the end of the month to open the box and see a big one!"

After speaking, Fang Zheng carried the salted fish down the mountain.

The lone wolf followed behind, looking at the backs of the two of them leaving, and muttered, "I have a feeling that if the master goes out for a long time and the dry food is eaten, the two of them will starve." ”

"Why?" asked the squirrel curiously.

The lone wolf said very seriously: "Because the master didn't bring a wallet!"

"Why did he go to the south?" asked the squirrel, stunned.

Pointing down the mountain, on the highway, I only heard a whining like Hot Wheels, and it seemed to be the sound of a motorcycle accelerating, and then a white-clothed monk rode away on a salted fish!

If someone closes the distance and takes a closer look, they will definitely see that this salted fish is about to cry!

"Master, didn't you say yes, don't be in the limelight, don't be watched?"

Fang Zheng said: "Yes, so the poor monk asked you to run faster, and when you were discovered, no one could catch up and watch." ”

Salted fish: "......"

Salted fish has a hunch that Fang Zheng's choice of him and Red Boy is still a bit of a small purpose, that is-to save money!

Salted fish ran out of Yizhi Village in one breath and went straight to Songwu County.

Halfway through, Fangzheng's mobile phone rang.

"Amitabha, the well donor is good. Fang Zheng came down and answered the phone.

Xianyu rolled his eyes and said, "Answer the phone, you don't have to stop, right?" I can run to Songwu County in one breath, and when I get to the place, I'll drink some tea, can't you talk slowly?"

Fang Zheng gave him a roll of his eyes and said, "Don't drive on the phone, traffic rules, do you understand?"

Salted fish snorted twice, muttering: "Why don't you say anything about speeding?" After saying that, he regretted it, he didn't dare to let Fang Zheng hear this, and secretly glanced at Fang Zheng, the other party, it seems, as if, didn't hear it!

"Host Fangzheng, I'm here to pick you up and take you to the airport. By the way, you still have the ticket, right?" Jing Yan's voice was very brisk, and she seemed to be quite happy.