readx; When he slept until five or six o'clock, Fan Xiong was hungry again, and he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning in bed, so he had to get up. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He took out the Nokia feature phone, thought about it for a long time, and sent a text message to Li Qiannan:

"I've been fighting with people on the construction site for the past few days, and I've lost my job. I can't drag you down any longer, you find a time, let's go through the divorce procedures as soon as possible. I may have to leave the imperial capital recently to look for work elsewhere. You send me your bank card number, as long as I don't die one day, my son's living expenses will definitely not be less. ”

There was nothing to do, he turned on the computer in the guest room, there was no password, and he boarded QQ. There are only a dozen heroes on it, and only one avatar is bright.

This QQ name is "Dream Back to the Tang Dynasty", his real name is Wang Yongxing, and he is Fan Xiong's high school classmate.

In the third year of high school, several people in their class fought with the outside class because of a trivial matter, and they were outnumbered. The other classmates all confessed, and the two of them took bricks to seriously injure each other's leading brother. Fan Xiong dropped out of school because of this, and Wang Yongxing's family was rich and connected, so he went directly to Australia to study after a few months of suspension.

It's been a long time since I've thought about dropping out of school in a fight, but when I think about it again, Fan Xiong found out: Could it be that he really has a fate with bricks......

Before Fan Xiong could type, Wang Yongxing found him first and left him a message: "Brother Xiong, where do you get rich now?" ”

Fan Xiong replied: "Master Xing, don't laugh at me, okay?" I lost all my brick moving jobs yesterday, and I have to divorce my wife again...... Now I want to die! ”

Wang Yongxing replied: "Grass! Immediately followed by the second sentence: "There are many women, and if you leave and look for it, it's nothing!" I will return to China at the end of this year, and when the time comes, our two brothers will do business together and make a fortune together! ”

Fan Xiong despised him very much, and said on QQ that it had been two or three years since he returned to China, which was pure foolishness. He was thinking about how to complain, when Wang Siqi came in in pajamas.

He replied to Wang Yongxing: "The foreman asked me to move bricks again, so I went down first." We'll talk when you return home! ”

was so angry that Wang Yongxing replied over there: "Your sister, don't you have a job now, why did you move bricks again?" When Lao Tzu returns to China, if I find out that you have been lying to me, you are not moving bricks, see how I clean you up! ”

Fan Xiong did not reply. After chatting with his old classmates, Fan Xiong was much more cheerful, and pulled Wang Siqi into his arms and sat down.

She was a little annoyed, although the two had an intimate relationship, they couldn't be as casual as boyfriend and girlfriend. She struggled to get up, but she couldn't even break a finger of Fan Xiong.

Fan Xiong pressed to her ear and said with a smile, "Don't move, talk to me." If you don't want to talk, we'll do it again. ”

No matter what Wang Siqi thought in her heart, she said, "Let go of me!" I don't want it! But the body sat still. This bodyguard has very strong muscles and divine powers, and she feels comfortable and relieved to sit in his arms.

Fan Xiong didn't want to talk about his family affairs, he wanted to talk about Futu bricks. "I don't know why, since I cracked the old witch's witch with the mana of the floating bricks, I saw you...... Well, I just want to hug you and kiss you! ”

Wang Siqi smiled and pinched Fan Xiong's waist: "Hehe." You're too hypocritical, aren't you? This girl is not beautiful enough? Bad figure? Can't attract you? Hey, you said you ......."

Fan Xiong immediately interrupted her: "You listen to me!" Not only that, but making out with you, the strength in my body can also increase. It was only by doing it with you on the ground yesterday that I was able to undo the poison on the old witch's rope and come back to life!

"What's even more amazing is that that power seems to have thoughts, it will lean on you on its own, and I can't control it."

Wang Siqi said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "If that's the case, then you can go abroad with me and continue to be my bodyguard......

"No, I can't go abroad, I have a son in my hometown, who is just over two years old!" Fan Xiong's mouth was quick for a while, and he said something bad about the scenery.

"Before they finish speaking, you won't!" Wang Siqi was a little resentful, and continued, "There are two issues, you have to think about them clearly: the first is Mrs. Wu's matter, although Miss Huo Er helped to do the aftermath work, it is not good to say that the East Window incident will happen one day. Also, you are no longer an ordinary person, with such great kung fu and a magical brick, this society may not be able to tolerate you! You're always in trouble! ”

The second point that Wang Siqi said made Fan Xiong startled, and he hurriedly said: "I don't like to cause trouble, what trouble will there be?" ”

"Will anyone be blushing on that brick of yours? When the time comes, it will be like a martial arts movie, many masters will come to grab your magic weapon, you have no power and power, how many can you fight? Wang Siqi analyzed.

"My bricks, forever mine! Whoever dares to fight its idea, I will destroy him - anyway, Lao Tzu has already opened the killing ring, it's not a big deal! The powerful force changed Fan Xiong's personality and made him no longer afraid of things, but chose to retaliate with a tooth for a tooth.

Seeing that the words were not speculative, Wang Siqi did not say more.

When it came at nine o'clock, Wang Siqi asked Fan Xiong to pack up his things and go out together. She withdrew 100,000 RMB and 5,000 US dollars from a nearby bank, stuffed them in Fan Xiong's backpack, and refused to allow him to refuse.

The two left each other's mobile phone numbers, and because Fan Xiong didn't have WeChat, Wang Siqi added his QQ. The two said goodbye.

After spending more than 200 yuan, Fan Xiong ate a good meal, a large plate of chicken, a lamb carry, and fifty skewers, and finally ate to his heart's content. It was a luxury he had never had in his life.

Walking on the street in a daze, not knowing where to go. When encountering a traffic light, Fan Xiong didn't bother to wait, and simply turned into the alley next to him.

Between several courtyard houses, Fan Xiong found a small temple with the inscription "Fahai Temple".

He immediately thought of the article "On the Fall of Leifeng Pagoda", and had some questions in his heart: Does this temple have anything to do with Fahai? Does it have anything to do with the floating bricks?

The door of the temple was open, and he pushed it in. A dog burst out from behind the door and barked at him.

He was ready to kick. The dog was so frightened that it retreated, but it was not happy, it had only three legs, one hind leg for support, and two front legs in turn. Its coat was gray and black, and it was bald on the top of its head and on its body. All in all, it's an inferior Wang.

The barking of the dog alarmed the two monks in the hall of the Mahavira. They came out, one of them short and stocky, and one tall and thin.

The short and fat monk pointed at the dog and scolded, "Three-legged cat, don't bark! Master is giving a lecture. ”

When the dog named "Three-legged Cat" heard this, he stuck out his tongue and sat on the ground with his buttocks honestly, his hind legs cocked high, and his posture was very ugly.

Fan Xiong couldn't help but laugh. I wonder which stupid x gave the name!

The tall and thin monk snorted to show his displeasure with the laughter. He looked at Fan Xiong carefully, patted the muscles of his arm again, nodded to the short and fat monk, and turned to Fan Xiong: "Well, let me ask you, do you paint the wall?" ”

"Yes, but ......" Fan Xiong was puzzled, and was about to ask why.

The short and fat monk put his arm around his shoulders affectionately and said with a smile: "What are your requirements for salary, you can talk to Master in a while." As long as he agrees, you can come to work tomorrow! ”

"What are you doing at work?" Fan Xiong asked.

"It's just painting the wall. How to brush it, Master will tell you, you just have to do it. Well, you can see it everywhere in the temple, or you can go to listen to your lectures. Oh, by the way, the poor monk Dharma name Yuanjue, he is my junior brother Yuanjing. Our Master Dharma is a big idiot. After the short and fat monk Yuanjue finished speaking, he went back to the hall with the tall and thin monk Yuanjing, leaving the "three-legged cat" in place, staring at this stranger.

Now you've got a new job? It's still a good job - painting the wall! The encounter in the past few days is too bizarre, and Fan Xiong doesn't want to complain anymore.

That's not right! There's got to be a job posting or something...... Sure enough, Fan Xiong found a recruitment notice printed on A4 paper at the entrance of the temple, which was as follows:

"Urgent

1 construction worker

(Part-time cleaning)

Salary negotiable

Contact: Yuanjue Yuanjing"

Fan Xiong remembered that in "Water Margin", Lu Zhishen and Wu Song went to become monks after beating people to death. You can follow their example and take refuge in the temple.

Pham Hung decided to stay and continue his visit to the temple. He discovered something even more bizarre.

In the bungalow on the right side of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there is an old monk sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras - he should be the master and the idiot monk who is round and pure. And beside him, there are two stunning beauties next to him!

The big idiot monk was not in good spirits, and he dozed off when chanting. He handed the scripture to a beautiful woman with a hot figure and a heroic posture next to him, and asked her to continue reading.

Another petite, round and delicate beauty whispered softly in the ear of the big idiot monk. Fan Xiong was far away, and he couldn't see clearly whether the old monk was sad or happy.

The big idiot monk clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!" "Get off your seat and get off the ground. He was tall and steady, but his eyes were not good, and he had to hold on to the door when he crossed the threshold.

The big idiot monk walked up to Fan Xiong and stared at Fan Xiong for a long time with cloudy eyes. He held the rosary in his right palm and circled around Fan Xiong, making it mysterious.

Fan Xiong was very strange in his heart, but he said: "Old monk, I came to the temple to apply for a job as a construction worker, and I asked how much money I can get every month?" ”

"Oh, you can just go and the second apprentice of Lao Wei for this matter. The old man sees that you are a very good young man, and you have a relationship with the Buddha. If you agree, you can come to work tomorrow. The big idiot monk was full of smiles, but he had a bitter look on his face, and he laughed like crying.

"Really? How do you see that I am related to the Buddha? Fan Xiong is concerned about this issue.

The big idiot monk said with a profound face: "If you don't have a chance, you won't come; When it comes, it is fate. He lowered his voice and said, "In addition to doing chores for the temple, I have a special task for you." Did you see those two female benefactors? ”

Fan Xiong nodded.

The big idiot monk sighed and said, "Red face is white bone. They are very troublesome, and they come to the temple every day to disturb the old monks' rest, which makes Yuanjue and Yuanjing uneasy, and other laymen also talk about it. From now on, you will be responsible for receiving them. ”

Beauty is trouble, and Fan Xiongji agrees with this argument. He asked, "If it's troublesome, why don't you drive them away?" ”

The big idiot monk frowned, and his bitter gourd face became even more bitter: "The cost of the temple decoration, as well as your salary, are all incense money given by them." As the abbot, the old monk always has to think about the development of the temple......"