Boss Fang was angry again, and the little monk was dumbfounded again.

"Bye, please, I'll please!" said Wuzen in desperation, crying with a sad face.

Boss Fang turned his anger into joy, stepped forward and patted his shoulder and laughed: "Very good, very good, that's right! Let me tell you, my boss has never kowtowed to others, you are the first!" It is said that when he lived in the ruined temple back then, Boss Fang saw three or five men lifting chickens and cutting meat, burning incense and wine, borrowing his own territory to kowtow in exchange for worship, and then kissing the eldest brother, the second brother, the third brother and the fourth brother, and calling him a call, and he was extremely envious in his heart! There are even heroic heroes who cut their fingers and drop them into the bowl and drink them in one gulp! The blood is flowing, but the heroes are talking and laughing, turning a blind eye, and their brows are not wrinkled!

Speaking of majesty and grandeur, thinking about the numbness of the scalp, although Boss Fang has never been able to understand, but the scene at that time has left a deep imprint in Xiao Zhaohua's mind, bright red brand! Of course, at that time, every time the heroes ate and drank enough, they left some meat and vegetable steamed buns for Xiao Zhaohua, which was also one of the reasons why Fang Daoist still remembered it vividly, which made the imprint in his mind have a greasy and greasy color.

This is a truth, Boss Fang really hasn't worshiped his brothers, a group of younger brothers obey him, and they eat and live together every day, it's just a matter of worshipping or not. Besides, Boss Fang has always been a pretentious and overly self-conscious person, and he doesn't look down on ordinary people. Boss Fang This is the eldest girl on the sedan chair, the first time, and for the monk Wuzen, this is even more blind to light the lamp, in vain: "Yes, yes, uh, yes!" Yes, no matter what the boss says, the boss is happy and good, no matter what he is doing, it is good to do it obediently. Daoist Fang smiled mysteriously: "You wait from here, I'll prepare the incense case!"

If you say that this righteous knot Jin Lan, there were many particularities at that time. For example, the statue of the god on the top, the three animals on the hem, the live chicken and red wine, the eight-character post, the blood drinking oath, etc., the more complete and grand the preparation, the better. The incense case mentioned by Daoist Fang is nothing more than these things, but there are only stones, grass, trees and soil here, so it is said that it is a treasure land, there are mountains, water, drinks and drinks, and where to find the wine, meat and incense?

You might as well as do it, as long as you have friendship, you are good brothers! Taste and smell the soil as incense, heaven and earth take it as respect, it is to replace wine with water, what if you drink it? Jinlan is not Jinlan, brothers are still brothers, etiquette is just etiquette, there is no need to be too rigid. What's more, smart people have always had flexible minds, and Daoist Fang has his own plans in his heart, so there is no need to worry about him. When he was young, Boss Fang clapped his hands and laughed: "It's done! Little monk, come here!"

One side of the pond is green moss and bluestone, a firewood knife is inserted upside down behind the stone, dozens of mountain fruits on the stone are large and small and colorful, a pile of dry soil in front of the fruit is planted with a few thin dead branches, and there are two pieces of gray and black bark. It's good, it's very good, heaven and earth are ancestral halls, the soil is the furnace, the branches are fragrant, the melons and fruits are the three animals, and the taste is the same. There is no wine and spring water here, Guan Gong is difficult to ask the knife as a matchmaker, what he is saying is, you and I are brothers here, and we are here to say that you and I have blessings and hardships to share, if anyone bullies you-

"Wait!" Daoist Fang patted his head: "Little monk, you write your name on those two barks, no Zen, uh, I can't write it!" This is called Jinlan Pu, and it is to write the name according to the eldest and youngest, and attach the oath as the proof of worship. Of course, burning incense and kowtowing to drink blood wine in exchange for posts is not all the way to the boss for a while, and the conditions are limited, so everything is simple. Wu Chan picked up a piece of bark, and saw two words written crookedly on it: Fang Yin.

"Use this, write my name down! By the way, you can do it lightly—"

Wu Chan nodded repeatedly, took the stone and squatted down, and wrote on the bark of the tree: "Wu Zen." ”

"Uh, your surname is none, not bad, not bad!" Boss Fang nodded as if his face was clear.

Wu Chan said while writing: "Wu Zen is a wordless generation, and the same is true for the senior brothers and younger brothers of Wu Zen, Nanshan Zen ......"

Boss Fang was stunned, and said strangely: "Is it?

"No flowers, no cleansing, no fruits, no wisdom, no courage, no extraordinary, no ......"

Daoist Fang opened his mouth wide and said in surprise: "There are weird! There are weird! One is more weird than the other!"

"No heart, no enlightenment, no emptiness, no power......"

Wukong?Incompetent?Daoist Fang was surprised and delighted, his eyes widened and he asked in a trembling voice, "Yes, yes, is there something shameless?"

Wu Chan had already written, looked up and said in amazement: "What's nothing? Boss, do you know? Is he also a monk?"

It seems that there is not, but it is a pity that Boss Fang sighed very disappointedly, bent down and picked up two pieces of bark: Wu Zen.

No Zen no Zen, two pieces of bark, neat and upright four words, just like the little monk as honest and regular, the first two pairs of handwriting on the line became more and more loose and messy, miserable: "Okay, okay! Wu Zen, take it!" Boss Fang nodded, handed over a piece of bark and a long and slender dry branch, stared at the monk Wuzen affectionately, and said slowly: "Brother Wuzen, let's tie the knot in Taoyuan, you and I will be real brothers in a while, closer than brothers!"

"Huh?" "Wu Zen is not clear, no Zen is inexplicable, Wu Zen stands on the spot with the bark in one hand and the branch in the other, dumbfounded and does not know what to do. Wu Zen was suddenly very nervous, Wu Zen heard his heart pounding, Wu Zen only felt as if he had never had such a heartbeat moment in his life!

"No Zen, kneel!"

Boss Fang was already kneeling in front of the case, and said with a solemn expression: "You, follow me-" Wu Chan's knees weakened, and he knelt on the ground, and finally couldn't help crying: "Boss, Boss, Wu Zen is afraid, Wu Zen is afraid of woo woo!" Boss, Boss, woo, ahhhh

How unlucky is this? What do you call this? Don't worship, don't worship, don't worship! Daoist Fang cried for a while, and when he saw this little monk who was too ignorant and extremely troublesome, he secretly muttered to himself that he was about to retreat. But at this time, everything is ready, the two are kneeling side by side, it is the arrow that has to be sent, it can't be done, this trick, you have to worship!

Wuzen cried and cried, crying and crying sadly and desolately, like a child who was abducted and thrown on the street, and couldn't find his father and mother and couldn't go home. Little monk, don't cry, don't cry, Boss Fang endured his surname, soothed with soft words, sometimes stroked his bald head, sometimes wiped his tears from the corner of his clothes, sometimes patted his chest to ensure that he would never hurt anyone, and sometimes he used candy playthings to coax and deceive, and he tried his best for a while, which can be said to be very busy.

After saying all the good things, the monk cried.

Boss Fang was angry and turned evil from his heart, pulled down his face and got up: "Cry, cry, cry, you cry by yourself! I'm leaving, I don't care about you!" Wu Chan grabbed his sleeve and cried: "Boss, Wu Chan doesn't cry, Wu Chan doesn't want to cry, Wu Chan doesn't want to cry woo...... Wu Chan doesn't want to cry, Wu Chan doesn't know why he cries, Wu Chan has tears in his eyes, but his heart is very warm: "Boss, boss, what are you going to do, Wu Chan just do it!"

"Hmph!" Daoist Fang snorted coldly, rolled his eyes at the moment, and said in his heart, I just thought of a good word here, and I forgot all about it for you! No matter what, this is called a good thing and a lot of grinding, start over again, you tell me without Zen! Boss Fang knelt in front of the case, and said with a solemn expression: "The sky is above, the earth is below, the eldest brother Fang Yin, the younger brother has no Zen, no Zen, no Zen! Why are you still stunned, tell me quickly, say the words!" Wu Chan said: "The sky is above, the earth is below, the eldest brother Fang Yin, the younger brother has no Zen——"

"Wait a minute, I forgot about this again, okay! The two of us are brothers here, not seeking to die in the same year and month, but only to be born in the same year and month!"

"The two of us are brothers here, not seeking to die in the same year and month, but only to live in the same year and month!"

"Share the blessings and share the difficulties!"

"Share the blessings and share the difficulties!"

"Okay, okay, kowtow! Let's kowtow together, one worships heaven and earth, and the other worships high, it's not right, this is the word for marrying a daughter-in-law, I'll think about it later......

"Boss, boss?"

"Okay, okay, let's do this first, there's no wine here, in this way, use water as wine! There's no bowl, don't be afraid! Drink on your stomach!"

"Goo! Goo!"

"By the way, you will call me eldest brother in the future, I am Brother Fang Yin, you are the little brother of Wuzen!"

"Brother Fang Yin!"

"Brother Wuzen!"

Brothers are of the same heart, their profits are gold, and the words of brothers are as smelly as orchids.

Heaven and earth are the masters, mountains and rivers are for example, on this small mountain peak that does not touch the world and does not touch the ground, the monk who does not know how to smear his eyes with black eyes, and the fart is also a half-hung Taoist priest, held a simple and scribbled ceremony, and came to a righteous knot Jin Lan in a daze.

Whether it is child's play, whether it is frolic, or whether it is a play on the spot, is just a game.

I've cried, laughed, played, and just done.

However, the sky has eyes, when you know that the earth has love, drink a pinch of mountain spring water, and silence is better than sound at this time.

The red light shines on the earth, the sky is blue like washing, the flowers are accompanied by peaches, plums, plums and apricots, the wind and the grass, trees and rocks.

Birds dance in the air, cicadas sing, heaven and earth chant together, who gets this honor?

The clothes by the spring are flying, and the wind is moving!

The two held hands and looked at each other, and they were happy for a while.