"I'll give it out later!"

Fang Zheng hurriedly stopped the system, the lottery was random, and he could still cover up a small thing out of thin air, in case he got a large thing again, such as a bell tower or something, it would be unclear to explain.

"Ding! Issued later. ”

Hearing this, Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the time was still early, the disciples in the family should not have starved to death, and he was immediately at ease.

At the same time, Fang Zheng also figured out that when he walked into the Wuxiang Gate, he heard the sound of whirring wind and crackling and crackling, as well as a muffled snort, and the last "I'm sorry".

It should be the sound of the battlefield where Li Huichuan is, eighty percent is the end of the battle, the crackling sound under the burning fire, the wind on the battlefield, and the muffled snort of being shot. And I'm sorry, it should have been Li Huichuan before he died......

After figuring out everything and having money in his hand, Fang Zheng slowly got up and prepared to buy some food and go back to feed the apprentices.

As a result, as soon as Fang Zheng got together, Wu Banxian grabbed him: "Master, where are you going?" ”

Fang Zheng was stunned: "Master? When did the poor monk become your master? ”

Wu Banxian clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, now." ”

Fang Zheng flicked his sleeves and turned around and left, there are still a few apprentices at home who are waiting to be fed, they can't feed it, this is another fat man, isn't he going to die of exhaustion?

"The poor monk returned to the temple, and besides, the poor monk is not your master, don't shout nonsense."

Wu Banxian shook his head and said, "No, no, I have to follow you." You are a person with real skills, and I will go with you. ”

"Go with the poor monks? Why? Fang Zheng asked rhetorically.

Wu Banxian said: "Save the world! ”

Fang Zheng smiled: "To save the world, do you have to follow the poor monk?" Can't you save the world? ”

Wu Banxian smiled bitterly: "What skills do I have?" Is it a lie? ”

Fang Zheng shook his head and said with a straight face: "Your painting is a great skill!" Your paintings are not useless, your dreams are not fanciful, your paintings are useful and useful! If you want to cross people, it's enough! ”

After speaking, Fang Zheng threw down Wu Banxian, who was stunned, and left.

Wu Banxian didn't understand what Fang Zheng meant, and stood in a daze: "My painting can still save the world?" Is it possible? ”

……

"Master, why are we running so fast? Doesn't it mean that people can eat free meals for three days when they leave, and they can still pack them? ”

Squirrel asked excitedly.

When Fang Zheng heard this, he raised his hand and gave him a violent shudder: "You little thing, that's a hero, the hero is gone, you still only think about eating?" ”

The squirrel pointed to his walnut-like eyes and said, "Master, I can't open my crying eyes." I'm just thinking about why don't my brothers have anything to eat......"

Fang Zheng smiled: "Don't worry, if you have money to eat, you ...... before Before...... Oops, my money! ”

Only then did Fang Zheng remember that the wad of money that Wu Xuemei gave him was thrown in front of him, and he didn't put it in his arms at that time. Later, a series of things happened, and he walked very chicly, but he didn't take the money!

"My money, my money!"

In an uninhabited alley, a monk wailed in the sky.

Fortunately, he put away the 100 yuan that Wu Xuemei gave at the earliest, and it was not that he didn't receive anything.

A hundred dollars is not much, but it is enough.

"System, can you use this hundred dollars?" Fang Zheng asked.

"There is a desire in this money, and there is the gratitude and longing of the other party, and it can be used. What are you going to buy? The system asked.

After thinking about it, Fang Zheng smiled bitterly: "What else can you buy with this money?" Bring me a grain of rice seed. ”

"Ding! Put it away! ”

The next moment, the money in Fang Zheng's hand was gone, and there was an extra grain of full grain of crystal rice seed.

This thing is familiar, as long as it is buried in the soil, it can sprout and grow in a day and produce a pound of rice.

Crystal rice is the rice eaten by the Buddha people under Mount Meru, a seed can produce a pound of rice, dust-free, crystal clear, no residue after eating, all absorbed by the human body. The human body will only get energy by eating crystal rice, and will not get sick because of eating crystal rice, and even save.

"A pound of rice, I can't starve to death for the time being, but it's a little difficult to eat enough."

Fang Zheng smiled bitterly......

"The monk is here!" Suddenly, someone shouted.

Fang Zheng looked back and saw a few people pointing at him.

"Monk, tell your fortune!" A crowd of people flocked to it.

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes, he knew himself too well that he didn't know fortune telling at all.

So he turned around and ran, turned a corner, pushed open a door casually, and silently said in his heart: "No phase door!" ”

The next moment, the golden light in the door was shining, and he stepped in, and instantly returned to the temple.

And those who chased Fangzheng were dumbfounded, so why did the monk disappear in one corner?

They all went to look around the shops on the side, and there was no shadow of a monk at all, and they immediately called out magic, monk, Yunyun......

From this day on, near the fortune-telling street in Chuancheng, there is a story of fortune-telling by a white-clothed monk.

……

"Master, Master! You're back, what's the food? What about eating? ”

As soon as he saw Fang Zheng coming back, the lone wolf was the first to rush over, screaming for food.

The red boy and the monkey also looked at it.

Only the salted fish turned over again and said: "Drying this side ......"

Fang Zheng took out the crystal rice seeds: "Here." ”

When everyone saw it, they were immediately disappointed, and the lone wolf wailed: "Just a grain of rice? ”

The red boy also looked disgusted......

Suck!

The crystal rice seed in Fangzheng's hand is gone!

I saw that the salted fish didn't know when it rushed over, and it was just clicking its mouth at this moment!

Look at the emptiness in your hand, and then look at the bar, and mutter: "It's really not delicious if it's not cooked or shelled, and it's a little stuffy." ”

Rao is Fang Fang is already very good temper outside pretending to be a master, at this moment, his expression also began to be hideous, condescending, staring at the salted fish below with red eyes, gritting his teeth, and saying murderously: "Salted fish!" That's our seed! You spit it out for me, spit it out! ”

Fang Zheng reached out to pinch the neck of the salted fish, but after touching it for a long time, he found that the fish seemed to have no neck!

Then Fang Zheng grabbed the tail of the salted fish and stood upside down, shaking, but he didn't even shake out a drop of water.

"Spit it out and spit it out!"

Fang Zheng picked up the rag bag and slapped the salted fish left and right......

But it didn't work at all.

"Master, you rest, I'll come!" The red boy came back to his senses, and after knowing that it was not rice, but seeds, he was even more furious.

That's all the rations of their monastery, but it's been ruined by the salted fish.

The red boy is infinitely powerful, grabbing the salted fish is a high throw, but the salted fish has rough skin and thick meat, and no one can help him in Lingshan, let alone the red child?

"Hit it, hit it!" The squirrel puffed out his cheeks and waved his little fists, raising the fool and screaming.