As such, after everyone witnessed the miracle of the morning bell and evening drum, they were unable to see the monk. Not only was their curiosity not satisfied, they felt even more regret. They kept insisting that they would come again and that they had to see Fangzheng.
There were even people who decided to stay here for a long time …
This bustle lasted for a month. In that month, the northeast was bustling with new year's activities. Spring Festival couplets, stickers, bean buns, stickers, and the street lamps of the ten villages in One Finger Village once again amazed the foreigners. All the tourists who came shared the unique Chinese new year atmosphere on Facebook.
This New Year, China dominated many foreigners' WeChat moments for the first time.
However, the more famous One Finger Monastery was, the more curious everyone was. Where was the monk?
"Where did that monk go?" Outside One Finger Monastery, many people were asking.
However, even the villagers of One Finger Village did not know where Fangzheng had gone.
This was because ever since Red Boy and company paid attention to this matter, they had set up a tiny illusion in the Frost Bamboo forest. Outsiders could not see Fangzheng at all.
If Red Boy and company didn't say anything, who knew where Fangzheng had gone?
Some people said that Fangzheng had completed his meritorious deeds and gone to Paradise. Others said that Fangzheng had gone elsewhere to redeem people. There were even people who said that Fangzheng had passed away …
There were many different opinions, but there was one theory that was gradually recognized by everyone. That was that Fangzheng wasn't in One Finger Monastery!
He might not even be in this world anymore.
As this rumor spread, Mt. One Finger's nights were no longer peaceful.
"Who is it?!" The two men suddenly looked behind them in alarm.
"Don't be agitated, it's us." Three more figures appeared on the mountain path.
"Phew … Old Wang, you're scaring me to death! Next time you come over, say hello first, "one of the men said.
"Alright, Old Zhang, what are you afraid of? That Master Indecent wasn't on the mountain. There was only a child and a few animals left. If they really piss us off, we'll capture them all! I'm sure someone will be buying it at a high price on the black market, "Old Li, who was beside Old Wang, said with a smile.
"It won't be easy to bring them down the mountain. If we are discovered, with Fangzheng's influence, we can forget about leaving the northeast alive. So, all of you better restrain yourselves. "Old Zhao, who was next to Old Zhang, said.
Finally, Old Zhou's voice sounded a little feminine, but he was also a man. He said in a low voice, "If this deal is done, hehe … Our Zhang Wang, Li Zhao, Zhou, can finally retire."
"That's right. After doing this, I'll go abroad and never come back." Lao Wang laughed.
"Come back? Unless you don't want to live anymore. "Old Li chuckled.
"Wait a minute, Old Li, tell me the price again. I'm a little confused," Old Zhang said.
Old Li rolled his eyes at him and said, "You've already f * cking asked this more than ten times along the way. How many more times do you want to ask?"
Old Zhang rubbed his hands and said, "You know, I need some stimulation before I start working. The more excited I am, the more stable my hands will be."
Old Li said helplessly, "Listen up, the stone tablet rubbing, 50 million USD per copy!
Supreme-grade Frost Bamboo was 30 centimeters long, and one stalk cost 500,000 USD!
Supreme-grade Frost Bamboo tea isn't for them. It's for us. Now, the black market has raised it to a million taels. In other words, if you see a tender leaf, pull it down. That thing is now priceless. It's whatever we say it's worth! "
"Got it. Hehe … I'm starting to get excited." Old Zhang licked his lips, his eyes almost glowing.
"Alright, cut the crap. Let's hurry up the mountain," Old Zhou urged.
The others nodded and quickly walked up the mountain.
Although Mt. One Finger's peak wasn't too big, it wasn't especially small either.
Furthermore, there were no lights on the mountaintop. Therefore, at night, it was completely illuminated by the moonlight and snow.
However, there were dark clouds today. Therefore, everyone could only walk in the dark, relying on the little light reflected from the snow.
However, this way, others wouldn't be able to see them if they were slightly further away.
Furthermore, on the mountaintop at night, the north wind howled. As long as there was no beating of drums or gongs, one wouldn't be able to hear anything beyond a hundred meters.
Of course, this was the hearing of a normal person …
As the five of them went up the mountain, they circled around One Finger Monastery and headed straight for the Frost Bamboo forest. The rustling of their footsteps seemed to be drowned out by the wind.
However, in One Finger Monastery, a certain insomniac wolf suddenly looked up and flicked his ears. "It seems like someone has gone up the mountain."
"It can't be. Why would they go up the mountain so late at night? To drink the northwest wind? "Monkey didn't quite believe it, but he still said to Squirrel," Jingkuan, why don't you go take a look? "
Squirrel said lazily, "Why isn't Fourth Junior Brother back yet? The two of them went down the mountain to play, but they didn't come back early. They even tired me out. Sigh … "
After grumbling, Squirrel leaped up the wall with a whoosh and left like a black bolt of lightning.
If Fangzheng saw this scene, he would definitely sigh. The animals in One Finger Monastery are getting stronger.
"Old Zhang, I'll go look for tender shoots. You guys dig for Frost Bamboo," Old Wang said to Old Zhang and Old Li.
Old Zhang said, "Go ahead. Try your best to find more. That thing is sold by the gram!"
"Alright!" Old Wang replied and left.
A distance away, Old Zhao and Old Zhou had also come to the stone slab. Looking at the tall stone slab, the two of them felt a little vexed.
"It's so tall. Isn't it too troublesome to inscribe it?" Old Zhao grumbled.
Old Zhou chuckled and said, "That's why we charge based on the number of pages. This stone slab alone can inscribe dozens of pages! Thank the heavens. If it wasn't for the fact that the photos produced all sorts of nonsense, they wouldn't even need us to inscribe it. This is equivalent to a windfall that fell from the sky. "
When Old Zhao heard that, he laughed as well. He took out the inscribed equipment and prepared to begin inscribing.
Old Zhou began assembling a simple ladder. If not, there was no way to start with such a huge stone slab.
Both sides seemed to proceed smoothly. No one noticed that there was a tiny figure in the bamboo forest.
Squirrel glanced at them and his fur stood on end. He shouted, "Stop! How dare you steal! Do you really think there's no one in One Finger Monastery? "
With a loud shout, Old Zhang and Old Li felt goosebumps all over their bodies. They suddenly turned their heads!
There was no one!
Looking around, there was still no one!
Where did that voice come from?
"What are you looking at?" Squirrel shouted.
The two of them looked in the direction of the voice and saw a black blob squatting on a bamboo tree. They couldn't tell what it was.
"It's that squirrel!" Old Zhang wasn't a fool either. From the shape of the thing and the fact that it could speak, he immediately guessed what it was.
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