Red Boy looked up into the sky. "I want to cry …"
"Go ahead. Just cry it out. However, at least you have a new set of clothes. Look at Monkey. There are so many patches. Squirrel and I don't even have clothes to wear, "said Lone Wolf as he shook his head.
Squirrel said, "That's right. Besides, didn't Master say that he would return it to you after you renounce asceticism?"
Red Boy rolled his eyes. He chuckled. Renounce asceticism? How the f * * k could he renounce asceticism? If all the monks in the world renounced asceticism, he would probably have to return to being a boy in the Purple Bamboo Forest, striking wooden fish and chanting scriptures. How miserable. However, Red Boy also understood that it was indeed not suitable for monks to wear those clothes in monasteries. Furthermore, he also knew Fangzheng's predicament when he saw the envious little guy beside him.
At that moment, Fangzheng's voice sounded from the meditation room. "Jingxin, come in."
Red Boy walked in with his head drooped. When he saw Fangzheng, he pouted his lips and said unhappily, "What?"
"Nothing much. I'll help you keep these clothes. You can wear it during the holidays, "said Fangzheng.
"Really?" Red Boy's eyes lit up as he looked outside worriedly.
Fangzheng smiled. "Everyone's cultivation path is different. The path Monkey takes is destined to be a little more arduous. As for Squirrel's path … If there's really no other way, I'll have to grit my teeth and spend some money to find a few pieces of cloth to sew a few clothes for him. "Fangzheng felt helpless when he said that. As for Lone Wolf, Fangzheng completely ignored him. The fellow was not good at wearing clothes, but he liked to eat.
Red Boy was instantly delighted. He originally believed that he had no chance of wearing it, but since he still had a chance, he was naturally overjoyed. He left in high spirits.
"Ding! Congratulations on helping another person walk out of his perplexity. Furthermore, this world has another good person. Do you want to have a draw?"
"Not for now. I'll save it up. I want to accumulate a huge amount! "said Fangzheng.
"Up to you."
After an uneventful night, Fangzheng led the group out early the next day. They headed to Mt. Tongtian to pluck mushrooms and wild vegetables.
At the foot of the mountain, many villagers had woken up and greeted Fangzheng. Fangzheng returned the greeting with a smile. Monkey mimicked him, but with his naturally aging face, he was unable to emulate Fangzheng's radiance. Therefore, he looked like an old man, as though he was an accomplished monk. Everyone was already used to this. They simply said that this monkey had gained buddhahood and was impressive.
In the past, the monkey couldn't understand, but now that it could, it was delighted. Its tail would secretly swing a few times.
When Lone Wolf saw that, he pursed his lips and ran in front of monkey, swinging his tail like a fan. Monkey rolled his eyes and could not be bothered with this mangy dog …
Squirrel occupied Fangzheng's shoulder and bowed with Fangzheng. It made everyone laugh out loud. That was because no matter how the little fellow tried to learn, it just looked a little more adorable than a Buddha … Infuriated, the little fellow flung its head back and ignored the others. Everyone laughed even more happily.
When the group left the village, they saw a huge bamboo forest. With Fangzheng's care and the villagers' tireless care, the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain grew in number. It truly became a famous scenic spot. More importantly, the villagers had hired someone to help design the bamboo forest. They had planned to repair it, so it wasn't particularly dense. People could easily walk into the bamboo forest and enjoy the tranquility of blending into the bamboo forest. Taking in the bamboo forest's fragrance was exhilarating.
At the same time, there were a few pavilions made of straw in the bamboo forest. They looked like they had returned to nature and returned to simplicity. Together with long wooden benches, wooden tables, a pot of tea, and a few huge bowls, it really lit up the eyes of many tourists who came here.
This was also Fangzheng's first time here. The walk was indeed very comfortable.
After passing through the periphery of the bamboo forest, there was an even denser bamboo forest. There were very few people here, and it was basically the periphery of Mt. Tongtian. Past this and up a steep slope was Mt. Tongtian. There were no proper mountain paths here. There were only small paths made by people who went up the mountain to pick wild vegetables. They could barely make it up the mountain.
Usually, people would brandish their machetes or rods when they went up the mountain. Firstly, it was to cleave away the thorns, and secondly, it was to scare away the nearby snakes. Of course, there was one thing that was essential. It was a bell!
There were bears deep in the mountains, and the locals called them blind bears. Under normal circumstances, bears would not attack humans, but when humans entered their territory, they would often attack. At the very least, they would roar to express their displeasure. Some people said that when bears attacked humans, it was mostly because they treated humans as other animals. If they recognized humans, they would usually choose to leave. After all, over the years, the human guns had also caused the bears to suffer.
In order not to clash with bears, people would bring a bell. As they walked, the bell would jingle. This metallic sound that didn't belong to nature would easily attract the bears' attention. It would remind them that humans were coming, and the bears would avoid meeting humans.
Fangzheng did not know if it would be effective. Of course, he didn't bring a bell. The people around him were all extremely strong, so he wasn't afraid of encountering bears.
On the way up the mountain, there were always red strips of cloth tied to tree branches. It was not a superstition, but a road sign. If someone lost their way, they could basically find their way back or enter the forest if they saw the strips of cloth.
As they walked into the mountains, Fangzheng pointed out which wild vegetables could be eaten and which could not.
Although they were all animals in the mountains, wolves ate meat, squirrels ate nuts, and monkeys ate wild fruits. No one ate wild vegetables, so they were naturally unfamiliar with them.
"That's a bracken. This is a Monkey Head Mushroom. It's good stuff, and it's expensive. Jingzhen, pluck two wild fruits from the tree for me. Jingkuan, I see some nuts. Jingfa, what are you doing? Go and pee somewhere. Don't pee on the road. It's pungent! … "
Fangzheng pointed and talked incessantly the entire way. The few animals jumped up and down without end, and it was quite fun.
Rewinding time to a month ago …
At the foot of Mt. One Finger, in Backriver Village, a farmer's house was still brightly lit despite it being late at night. The windows were ajar, and thick smoke billowed out. A swarm of mosquitoes lay outside the window, their eyes red as they buzzed. It was as though they were saying: "If not for the heavy smoke that makes it easy to get tuberculosis, I would have gone in and sucked all of you shirtless fellows to death!"
The house wasn't big, but there were three square tables. Each table had four people sitting at it. They held poker cards in their hands and had cigarettes in their mouths. The ash from the cigarettes was long, and when the wind blew, it would fall onto the table. However, the owner of the cigarettes did not care or look at it. He threw out a card and drank a mouthful of tea to refresh himself. Then, he focused his attention on the pile of red cash on the table.
Apart from the four people at the table, there was a group of people watching the commotion. All of them were discussing something.
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