I thought this little monk who looked kind could have some conscience, but seeing that he was so miserable, at least he could make less compensation. However, when the monk heard the contract, his eyes lit up, and his head was like a rattle: "No, no... A man, a real man, he must not change what he said and what he poured out. Okay, donor hurry up and get the coal, contact the car, let's set off early and try to get to the place before dark. You can also come back early for supper."

When the mud monkey heard this, he almost bleeded out of blood. He shouted in his heart: "I, Cao, I sent him coal from afar, he didn't care about dinner, right? This monk is too dark, right?"

Grandma Jing was so happy that she saw that the Mud Monkey was at a loss, and also urged her: "Mill Monkey, hurry up, if you procrastinate, I will call Xu San to come."

When the mud monkey heard the words Xu San, he trembled: "Go and go, can't I go now?"

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

Outside the convenience store, several women squatting under the tree to enjoy the cool air were surprised when they saw the mud monkey crying and came out. Then someone went to the convenience store to inquire. Soon, the whole village knew that the mud monkey wanted to cheat people, but ended up digging a pit to bury himself alive.

When the mud monkey found a car and pulled the coals to leave the village, he saw a group of fellow villagers standing at the entrance of the village and smiling extremely brightly.

"Must Monkey, come on! Go and come back soon!"

"Must Monkey, this is done more than a big deal. Don't you ask your brothers to have a midnight snack when you come back?"

"Let's go for a late-night snack!"

When the mud monkey heard this, tears were almost falling and cursed: "Go roll, get out! You guys eat it for a while! I'm really blinded by birds all day long... This monk is not simple at all..."

Everyone laughed.

At this moment, Fang Zheng drove the classic car and said, "Donor, I will lead you."

Then the classic car surpassed the Mud Monkey's pickup truck and drove all the way to the desert.

The mud monkey sighed helplessly, and followed with the accelerator.

The mud monkey still felt that Fang Zheng was playing with him until he drove into the desert. He felt that he had arrived at most a few miles. As a result, the monk had no intention of stopping until the sun set and the moon was about to come out.

He gradually felt that things might be true.

Along the way, the wind was strong and the dust was heavy. He cried miserably, and his eyes had never left the kilometers. On the market, a truck was sent to a truck of goods, and the cost of one kilometer was five yuan. After 150 kilometers, it was seven hundred and fifty yuan.

Although his pickup truck is not that fuel-intensive, it is a lot of money after going around.

"The thief is bald, haven't you arrived yet?" The monkey stopped pretending, and his face was almost written on his dissatisfaction and grievance, and he asked all the way.

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

He thought the monk was easy to bully, so he kept bald along the way, but he didn't know that after the monk turned his head, his gentle face was covered with ferociousness.

Although he has become a Buddha, Fang Zheng is still the one who once harmed the whole village of chickens, ducks, geese, dogs, cats, and food. Pretending to be a monk is just a system requirement.

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

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

When the old car heard this, he immediately became energetic; "I think! Why don't you think? I dreamed of it. Master, I'm going to hide it. Since I followed you, I have never drunk gasoline except for you who have been filled with industrial alcohol. I almost forgot the smell. However, it seems that there is no gas station. Also, do you have the money to buy gasoline?"

The classic car was talking a lot.

Then I saw the white monk smiled and said, "I didn't buy it, but there is no ready-made one later."

At that moment, the old car was in broad daylight, facing the scorching sun, and he turned on the lights, making it very bright.

"It's 149 kilometers, where did the temple come from? Isn't this still sand? The thief is bald, have you taken the wrong path?" cried the mud monkey.

As soon as he finished calling, the car got on a large sand dune, and then the mud monkey saw a small temple between the three sand dunes. The most amazing thing is that there was an old tree with a huge canopy in the temple!

The old trees are towering with green leaves, covering most of the courtyard, lush and lush.

The mud monkey rubbed his eyes desperately and shouted in disbelief: "How is this possible? How can this place be where the bird does not shit? Or is it such a big tree? Grandma, is there really a monastery?"

"Amitabha, donor, you'll be here. Hurry up, I'm going back to have dinner. You can go back early to have a midnight snack." The little monk in white said, looking back.

When he heard about the midnight snack, the mud monkey's tears were about to fall. This time he lost his underwear and was still midnight snack. Now he just wants to find a place to drop himself there as midnight snack.

After getting off the sand dune, the mud monkey looked at the dilapidated sign of Yizhi Temple and couldn't help asking curiously: "Battle, your little temple seems to be old. But it's not right. I haven't heard of a temple here."

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

When the mud monkey heard this, he laughed directly: "Move here? Move here like this dilapidated temple? Are you alone?"

Fang Zheng opened the temple door and Hongboy came out. Fang Zheng touched Hongboy's head and said, "It's not just me."

The mud monkey looked at the small red boy's head, and his eyelids almost turned to the back of his head: "Haha, I believe you. Not to mention moving, I can't avoid our village even if I enter the desert."

After saying that, the mud monkey was confused again. If it weren't for the recent move and hadn't seen it before, where did this small temple come from?

While he was in a daze, Fang Zheng had already moved bags of broken coal down: "Donor, please help me move it."

The mud monkey took out a cigarette and lit it. He screamed in anger: "I'll help you move it? Why don't you let me cook for you?"

Then he saw the little monk pointing to the backyard with a slight slight point: "The kitchen is behind."

"I, Cao..." Nihouzi was so angry that he started to swear: "I paid hundreds of dollars to transport it for you. I still have to transport it for you? I still have to cook for you? Why don't you go to heaven?"

Then he saw the monk looking up at the sky, as if he was really thinking about the problem of heaven. The mud monkey was almost crazy, and then the monk actually said to him seriously: "It seems that I won't."
Chapter completed!