I thought that this kind-looking little monk could still have a little conscience, seeing that he was so miserable, at least he could change it with less compensation, but when the monk heard the contract, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his head shook like a rattle: "No, no, no...... Manly man, what he says, the water that is spilled, must not be changed. Okay, let's hurry up and get coal and contact the car, let's set off early and try to get to the place before dark. You'll also be able to come back early for dinner. ”

When the mud monkey heard this, he was so angry that he almost spurted blood, and he shouted in his heart: "I'm Cao, I sent him coal all the way to the place, and he doesn't care about dinner, right?" This monk is too dark, isn't it? ”

Granny Jing was happy to see the mud monkey suffer, and also urged: "Mud monkey, hurry up, if you rub it again, I can call Xu San to come." ”

When the mud monkey heard Xu San's words, he shuddered: "Go, go, can't I go now." ”

After saying that, he went out with a handful of tears and snot.

Outside the commissary, a few women squatting under the tree to enjoy the shade saw the mud monkey crying out, and were immediately surprised, and then someone entered the commissary to inquire, and soon the whole village knew that the mud monkey wanted to trap people, and dug a pit to bury himself alive.

When the mud monkey found a car, pulled the coal and was about to leave the village, he saw a group of villagers standing at the entrance of the village looking at him, smiling brightly one by one.

"Mud monkey, come on! Go early and come back early! ”

"Mud monkey, this is a big deal, you can't ask the brothers to have a supper when you come back?"

"Let's go for a supper!"

When the mud monkey heard this, his tears were about to fall, and he scolded: "Get out, get out!" Supper, you eat me, forget it! It's really a bird all day long, and I was finally blinded by a bird's peck...... This monk is not simple at all......"

The crowd laughed.

At this moment, Fang Zheng came in the classic car: "Donor, I'll show you the way." ”

Then the classic car suddenly overtook the mud monkey pickup truck and drove all the way to the desert.

The mud monkey was helpless, sighed, and followed with one foot on the accelerator.

The mud monkey still felt that Fang Zheng was playing tricks on him until he drove up to the desert, and felt that he would arrive at most a few miles, but when he drove to the sunset and the moon was about to come out, the monk had not stopped yet.

Gradually, he felt that it might be true.

Along the way, the wind was very strong, the sand and dust were very strong, he cried very badly, his eyes never left the kilometers, the big car in the market sent a truckload of goods, the cost of five yuan per kilometer, one hundred and fifty kilometers down, that is, seven hundred and fifty yuan.

Although his pickup truck doesn't consume so much fuel, it comes and goes, and it's a lot of money.

"Thief bald, haven't you arrived yet?" The mud monkey didn't pretend anymore, and the unhappiness and grievances on his face were almost written on his face, shouting and asking all the way.

After a few snorts, the monk was not angry, but just looked at him gently and shook his head, indicating that he had not yet arrived.

He thought that the monk was easy to bully, so he kept stealing along the way, but he didn't know that after the monk turned his head, his gentle face was full of hideousness.

Although he has become a Buddha, Fang Zheng is still the child who once plagued the chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and cats of the whole village, and ate hundreds of meals. Pretending to be a monk is just a requirement of the system.

But when others can't see it, there are countless Cao Nima galloping in his heart.

Gently stroking the steering wheel, Fang Zheng squinted his eyes at the old lane: "Broken car, do you want to drink gasoline?" ”

As soon as the classic car heard it, it immediately came to the spirit; "Yes! Why not? I dreamed of it. Master, to tell you the truth, since I followed you, I have never drunk gasoline except for the industrial alcohol you have poured in. I've almost forgotten the smell. However, it doesn't seem to have a gas station. Also, do you have the money to buy gas? ”

Classic cars are talking a lot.

Then I saw the white monk and said with a smile: "The poor monk didn't buy it, but isn't there a ready-made one in the back?" ”

At that moment, in broad daylight, under the scorching sun, he turned on the lights, and the thief was bright and the thief was bright.

"One hundred and forty-nine kilometers, where did the temple come from? Isn't this still sand? Are you on the wrong track? The mud monkey shouted.

As soon as he finished shouting, the car went up to a large sand dune, and then the mud monkey saw a small monastery sandwiched between the three sand dunes. The most amazing thing is that there is an old tree with a huge canopy in the temple!

The green leaves of the old trees cover most of the courtyard and are lush.

The mud monkey rubbed his eyes desperately and exclaimed in disbelief, "How is this possible? How can there be a tree where this bird doesn't poop? Or is it such a big tree? Grandma's, is there really a temple? ”

"Amitabha, donor, go down and arrive. Hurry up, the poor monk will go back to dinner. You can also go back early for a late-night snack. The little monk in white turned around and said.

As soon as he heard the supper, the mud monkey's tears were about to fall, this time he was at a loss of bottoms, and he was still supper, and now he just wanted to find a place to drop himself there as a supper.

After getting out of the car and sand dunes, the mud monkey looked at the dilapidated sign of the Yizhi Temple, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Thief bald, your little temple seems to be old." But no, I didn't hear that there was a temple here. ”

Fang Zheng couldn't lie, so he smiled: "I moved here a few days ago." ”

When the mud monkey heard this, he directly said, "Move here?" Move such a dilapidated temple over? Are you alone? ”

Fang Zheng opened the temple door, and the red boy walked out, and Fang Zheng touched the red boy's head and said, "I'm not the only one." ”

The mud monkey looked at the red boy's small head, and his eyelids were about to roll to the back of his head: "Hehe, I believe you are a ghost." Not to mention moving, we can't get around our village when we go into the desert. ”

After saying that, the mud monkey was confused again, if it wasn't moved recently, and he hadn't seen it before, then where did this small temple come from?

When he was in a daze, Fang Zheng had already moved the bags of broken coal down: "Donor, help move it." ”

The mud monkey took out a cigarette, lit it, and screamed angrily: "I'm still going to help you move?" Why don't you let me cook for you? ”

Then he saw the little monk pointing to the backyard slightly: "The kitchen is in the back." ”

"I'm Cao ......" The mud monkey was already angry: "I paid a few hundred yuan to help you transport it, and I have to help you carry it?" Need to help you cook? Why don't you go to heaven? ”

Then he saw that the monk looked up at the sky, as if he was really thinking about the question of heaven, and the mud monkeys were going crazy, and then the monk actually said to him seriously, "It seems that I can't." ”

"Ahem......"