"This is a great thing, where can Master Fang still make a request, just tell me directly, and this money...... Hey, it's really a pain for the villain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Sun Wuyi felt even more embarrassed when he heard this. Master Fang is too polite, just allow his children to study, and give himself so much money, he doesn't feel sorry for anything. I was a little incoherent when I spoke.

"This money, brother, you just keep it, Fang Hong doesn't have many friends, and you will have to take care of your grandson in the future." Fang Dayuan patted Sun Wu on the shoulder to reassure him.

"In that case, I'll go home and tell my boy that he will come tomorrow. "Since Master Fang has said everything about this, if Sun Wu refuses to resign, it will be uninteresting.

After sending Sun Wu away, Fang Dayuan gave an order to Ah Gui. "Go and call Fang Laoshi over, I have something to look for him. ”

And Fang Laoshi is Fang Qu's father.

......

Fang Hong was very distressed because he didn't want to be taken care of. But judging from the current situation, Mr. should have collected a lot of money from his father, and he was determined to come over at night to teach himself alone.

"You say, what if I put croton in his food? As long as he has diarrhea, he won't have the energy to come and teach me. Fang Hong grabbed the yellow skin and asked with a serious face.

"Whew. Huang Pizi looked at him blankly, and then suddenly stuck out his tongue and slammed it on Fang Hong's face, making his face full of saliva.

"Forget it, it's useless to ask you. Fang Hong threw the yellow skin aside in boredom and continued to tilt his head and ponder. It's better not to do this bad idea of feeding croton, in case something goes wrong with eating people, then the sin will be great.

"Well, I think I should prescribe the right medicine, I have to know what Mr. is most afraid of, so I can do it. If he is afraid of dogs, I will tie a big dog directly to the door of the house, and he will not dare to come. If he's afraid of the yellow skin, that's better, I'll take you out and scare him. Fang Hong soon had an immature idea in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible this method became.

As for how to know what Mr. is afraid of? It's simple, just give him a dream.

said that Fang Hong would do it, and in an instant, his divine body jumped out of the shell, and with the yin wind under his feet, he flew in the direction of the school.

It was only after the tea that he came to the location of the school.

This was the first time he had descended into the academy in the form of a god, and before he could get close, a tenacious and magnificent force had excluded him.

"It turned out to be Wenyun, but it's so thin that it can't stop me. Fang Hong looked at the thin power and knew it in his heart. Literary movement is the foundation of a scholar. Just like being an official will have official luck, the chamber of commerce will have financial luck, and this reading will also have literary luck. This kind of power is a kind of aggregation of the power of the people's thoughts, and it gathers the hopes of the people, and naturally there will be gods and miracles. If a certain place is prosperous, the more scholars will be born. There are very few people reading in Giethoorn Village, and there are naturally not many people in this literary movement.

Since he stole the incense of the ancestral hall and washed his thoughts by reading, the divine body has been greatly condensed, and this level of literary luck is still helpless against him.

He just slapped the wat board in his hand forward, and shouted the edict in his mouth, "Seal." Immediately after, the luck of the entire Giethoorn Water Village burned like a flame, and then suppressed towards Wenyun.

Wenyun was suppressed and shrunk, and finally was completely pressed into the corner, unable to move anymore. Without the obstruction of Wenyun, Fang Hong swaggered into the school.

It was already late at this time, and the gentleman was sleeping in a room next to the school, when there was a faint sound of snoring.

The gentleman was immersed in a dream, he was dreaming that he had already got something from Fang Dayuan, and was about to go back to ask for merit, when suddenly, an old man appeared in front of him.

"Lord, Xiaosheng has already got that thing, and we can do a big thing. The gentleman hurriedly saluted the old man, and then said with a happy face.

"Give me that thing. The master of the scripture was expressionless, stretched out his hand and said. "Stuff here. The gentleman subconsciously stretched his hand into his arms, but he touched it empty.

"Hey, why is it gone?" His mind immediately turned white, and he clearly remembered that he had put it in his arms, why did he lose it? He groped again, but it was still empty.

"Where's the thing?" said the Lord's face immediately became hideous, and he stretched his hand forward again, and said sharply. "I didn't ...... No ......" Mr. only felt cold sweat dripping all over his body, he clearly remembered that he had stolen this thing from Fang Dayuan's house, why was it gone?

"No, then what do I want you for?" the warp lord sneered, and a sharp knife with a white blade and black ridge appeared in his hand, and he raised his hand and sent it forward.

"Ah......h At this time, his face was pale, his whole body was cold, and his clothes were already wet with sweat.

"It turned out to be a dream, and it scared me to death. He breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he was dreaming, but this dream was really real, especially the last stab, he felt that his heart was about to stop.

"No, you have to get it quickly, or the Lord will blame it, and you won't be able to afford it." A trace of anxiety also rose in the gentleman's heart. If he doesn't get that thing in the end, there's a real chance that the Lord will kill him.

"Scripture Master, what is this?'s name?, or is it a nickname?" and Fang Hong's divine body, floating about three feet above his head, said with some confusion.

The dream just now was manipulated by him, but I didn't expect that what Mr. was most afraid of was what the master was. Is that old man so terrifying? Fang Hong looked at the other party's appearance, and he was confident that it would be no problem for one to fight two.

"By the way, does the gentleman seem to be looking for something? But there is nothing important in this Giethoorn Village. "He'd just gone through Mr.'s dream and noticed something was wrong.

However, this question was only passed through in his mind, and he quickly put it behind him, looking for something related to me, I will first get my own affairs right.

"Since it is this person that Mr. is afraid of, then I have to borrow this person's name, sir, if you are scared, don't blame me. Fang Hong smiled proudly, being this land god, it is really good, at least if he wants to know something, it is quite convenient.