Fang Zheng sighed and said, "Otherwise, why don't you grab it?"

"Master, can you go to the fate?" said the salted fish.

Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "It's not a village, the outside world, don't let the fate." ”

Salted fish was stunned.

Fang Zheng explained: "The state has long stipulated that in order to prevent people from pretending to be monks to defraud, it has long been forbidden to turn into a relationship. In fact, the monks who are walking outside now are basically fake. It's easy to tell which one is true. True monks don't ask for money, at most they beg for saliva and food. Most of the time, they themselves will carry the food all the way to penance......"

Xianyu said: "Good guy, being a monk is so miserable? I thought it was only our master and apprentice...... Uh, no, people are still starving to death with food, and they have to eat at critical moments. How do the two of us feel like we're going to starve to death?"

Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "If you don't starve to death, there is always a way." ”

Just as the two of them were talking, a man came from a distance menacingly, talking on the phone as he walked, and roared at the same time: "How many times have I said this? I've had enough! I've had enough! You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, you try it instead...... Repeat a few questions indefinitely, are you annoying?!Don't talk about it, let me be quiet for a while!"

After speaking, the man hung up his mobile phone and sat on a chair not far from Fang Zheng and them angrily, with an angry face, and he wanted to drop his mobile phone several times. Obviously, he was really angry......

The salted fish said: "Master, the opportunity has come, this guy is angry, there must be a problem." ”

Fang Zheng nodded slightly, but the problem came, he didn't know what the other party was thinking or what he had encountered, so he went up to talk to ......him?

"Ding, do you need help?" the system suddenly asked.

Fang Zheng said: "Yes, but how can you help?"

The system said: "Do you need the Shentong rental service?"

Fang Zheng subconsciously thought that the system would tease him, but when he heard it, he suddenly came to his senses: "Magical lease?

The system said: "10,000 merits in exchange for one day of supernatural powers, you can choose your own supernatural powers." However, you can only choose the supernatural powers you once had, and you can't choose what you don't have. ”

When Fang Zheng heard this, he immediately became angry: "Ten thousand days? Why don't you go and grab it?"

The system said: "If I rob it, it will be a million a day." Okay, I'm just offering you a choice, choose it or not, that's your business. ”

Fang Zheng held back for a long time, thinking that his more than one million merits could still withstand the disaster, and finally said helplessly: "Do I have any other choice?"

The system said: "What kind of magical power to rent, let's say." ”

Fang Zheng didn't say a word: "A dream of yellow sorghum!"

The system said: "Ding! Congratulations on getting the supernatural powers, a dream of yellow sorghum experience version [one day]." ”

When Fang Zheng heard the three words of the experience version, he was unhappy for a while, but he still pinched his nose and recognized it.

The next moment, a kind of enlightenment flashed in his mind, and a familiar feeling came, Fang Zheng's eyes flashed, a smile hung in his eyes, and he slowly got up and walked to the man opposite.

"Donor, are you angry?"

A calm voice sounded, and the already depressed man frowned and raised his head, and was about to get angry, but when he saw it, the person who came turned out to be a monk dressed in tatters!

The man has seen a lot of monks, most of them are still very clean, and it is the first time he has seen such a miserable mix.

If it had been before, he would have driven them away with a word. But since the birth of Fangzheng, whether it is a monk or a Taoist priest, everyone will not slap a boatload of people to death. Instead, I learned to try to communicate, discern, distinguish the good from the bad, and then make comments. The right thing is not the right person, and the right person is not the group.

So, instead of getting angry, the man nodded and said, "Angry." ”

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Can you talk to the poor monk?"

The man's brows tightened, and he didn't want to deal with anyone at this time, but there was one exception, and that was strangers!

Strangers don't know who he is, and his stomach of mental garbage can be poured casually, and when it's over, he pats his ass and walks away, without any psychological burden. Moreover, he was indeed depressed to death, so he simply nodded and motioned for Fang Zheng to sit down.

Fang Zheng sat down with a smile and said, "Donor, let's talk about it." ”

The man thought for a while and said, "My name is Chang Le, a ridiculous name......

Speaking of his name, Chang Le pursed his lips disdainfully, obviously not liking the name. Or maybe he thinks his name is funny.

Fang Zheng didn't mean to pick up the topic, now he was just a trash can, waiting for the other party to talk about it. If you say too much, it will only bore the other person, and they won't even tell you.

Chang Le continued: "It's the only son in the family, and I raise the family alone. Although there are not many people in the family, they ...... Living in a city like this is really stressful. ”

Fang Zheng nodded, didn't speak, and continued to listen.

Chang Le said: "I get up at half past six every morning, clean up everything, make breakfast, and take care of my father for breakfast. Then I went to work, faced with a whole lot of messy things, and ran back at noon to cook...... It's still the same at night. Every day is like a robot, and you can't see fresh colors at all......"

Fang Zheng nodded slightly, this is the most distressing thing for all office workers.

Chang Le continued: "Forget it, the key is my dad!"

Fang Zheng looked at Chang Le in surprise, but he didn't expect Chang Le to be troubled by this.

Chang Le scratched his head and said: "My dad has Alzheimer's disease and a very bad memory, and I go back to the house every day to make a mess." Pots and pans smashed to the ground, and the bowls didn't know how many they were broken...... Especially today, he spilled the new rice I bought in the kitchen! There was water everywhere, he didn't turn off the faucet all day, the sewer was blocked by rags, and the downstairs was flooded. The neighbor downstairs came, what could I do? I could only apologize and lose money.

My dad ...... Ay......

His memory is so poor that he can ask me a question over and over a dozen times!

Fang Zheng thought for a moment and shook his head.

Chang Le complained: "I really can't stand it, I feel like I can't stay at that home at all!"

Fang Zheng asked, "Does he sprinkle a piece of rice every day?"

Chang Le nodded and said, "Well, every day! There is no day that makes me worry...... He can chop up the vegetables I bought in the morning and throw them on the ground! What is this for? Don't you want to live anymore?"

Chang Le said this, and angrily smashed the chair.

Fang Zheng nodded slightly, and said, "Donor, although the poor monk has not been nagged like this, it is ...... The poor monk has nagged others like this, and he has smashed many, many things......"