Fangzheng returned with a question, "Patron, so what if This Penniless Monk is dumb? So what if This Penniless Monk isn't dumb?"
"I finally understand. You are f * * king acting dumb in front of me!" roared Han Xiaoguo.
At that moment, the fragrance of rice wafted over.
Gulp, Gulp …
The sound of two hungry stomachs sounded simultaneously. Fangzheng and Han Xiaoguo were hungry.
Han Xiaoguo said, "Little Monk, are you cooking in the kitchen?"
Fangzheng said, "Amitabha. I'm cooking, but only for one person."
"I want it! Don't tell me no or I can't guarantee that I won't shoot you! "threatened Han Xiaoguo.
"That won't do. This Penniless Monk hasn't eaten all day. This Penniless Monk will be starving. Patron, if you are hungry, it's best you go down the mountain to eat, "said Fangzheng.
"Go down my ass! I'll be staying and eating on this mountain today! No one can make me leave! "said Han Xiaoguo angrily.
Fangzheng sighed, "Then stay here. This Penniless Monk will be having his meal." With that said, Fangzheng turned around in front of Han Xiaoguo!
"Stop right there! If not, I'll kill you! "Han Xiaoguo jumped in fright.
Fangzheng said with a genial smile, "Patron, why are you so nervous? If you don't shoot, we can still chat and pass the time. If you shoot, the police at the foot of the mountain will come. When that happens, no one will have anything to eat. "
The more Han Xiaoguo smelled, the hungrier he became. He swallowed his saliva and pointed his gun at Fangzheng, "Either be obedient or I'll kill you! I'll use my actions to tell you that there's no need to use a gun to kill! "With that said, he pointed a knife at Fangzheng's back.
Fangzheng shook his head slightly, "Forget it. This Penniless Monk is hungry too. If I don't go take a look, it will be burnt. Let's go. "
With that said, Fangzheng left before Han Xiaoguo could react!
Just like that, he escaped the range of his knife. Han Xiaoguo suddenly jolted to his senses. He raised his gun and pointed it at Fangzheng as he followed. As he walked, he said, "Little Monk, don't play tricks! If not, I'll really send you to the Western Paradise to meet Buddha! "
"Amitabha. Patron, if you really have that ability, This Penniless Monk really wishes to meet Buddha …" Fangzheng was not lying. He really, really did not wish to be a monk! Although he wasn't suffering too much now, staying on the mountain all day was torturous!
However, Han Xiaoguo did not know what was on Fangzheng's mind. He only treated it as Fangzheng's provocation. He raised his hand and struck Fangzheng on the head!
In the end!
Bang!
"Hiss!" Han Xiaoguo rubbed his hands and cursed, "Little monk, is your head made of stone? Why is it so hard? "
"Amitabha. This Penniless Monk's head has been a little hard from a young age. It's truly a sin for This Penniless Monk to cause you pain," said Fangzheng.
Han Xiaoguo's face turned red. He had been a mercenary his entire life, and this was the first time he had hit someone and hurt himself. Furthermore, he was being comforted by the person who was hit … No matter how he heard it, it felt like mockery!
Thus, Han Xiaoguo raised his hand and smashed it again!
Dang!
Han Xiaoguo looked as if he had seen a ghost. This time, he used the butt of his gun, but when he smashed it on the bald head, there were actually sparks!
Fangzheng sighed and turned his head to look at the dumbfounded Han Xiaoguo. "Patron, can we still walk properly? You touch This Penniless Monk's head every once in a while. Such actions are very inelegant. If you continue, This Penniless Monk will sue you for harassment. "
"What the hell are you?" Han Xiaoguo stared warily at Fangzheng.
"Amitabha. This Penniless Monk is Fangzheng, One Finger Temple's abbot."
Han Xiaoguo clenched the gun in his hand tightly before he calmed down. He thought to himself, "This monk is a little odd. But no matter how odd he is, he's only one person! Even if he knows martial arts, it's impossible for him to be faster than a gun, much less be invulnerable! "
With this in mind, Han Xiaoguo felt emboldened. He pointed the gun at Fangzheng's head and shouted coldly, "Cut the crap! Take me to dinner! "
Fangzheng nodded. Then, Han Xiaoguo saw that the darn monk did not seem to be threatened at all. He had left just like that! His gun was still pointed at his head. Couldn't he leave some dignity for his gun? Can't you be a little scared?
Fangzheng entered the kitchen and lifted the lid. White steam rose as fragrance wafted out!
Gulp, Gulp …
Fangzheng and Han Xiaoguo's stomachs grumbled in protest once again.
Han Xiaoguo's eyes turned red as he said, "What rice is this? Why is it so fragrant? Eh? This rice is so beautiful! "
Fangzheng ignored him. He took a huge bowl and quickly filled it up.
Han Xiaoguo smiled for the first time when he saw how tactful Fangzheng was. He said, "Young monk, not bad … Damn you! That's my rice! "
Before he finished his compliment, Fangzheng had already sat on the stove and began eating!
Han Xiaoguo shouted. Not only did Fangzheng not stop, he even ate even faster!
Han Xiaoguo pointed the gun at Fangzheng's head. Just as he was about to reprimand him, Fangzheng turned around and left! He had once again ignored his gun!
Han Xiaoguo was truly infuriated. He raised the gun and pointed it at Fangzheng's bald head. "Darn monk, if you dare take another bite of my rice, I guarantee you I'll shoot you!"
Fangzheng turned around nonchalantly and disappeared from his vision! Han Xiaoguo was puzzled. Was this fellow dumb? There's still rice in the pot. Why are you staring at me so intently? Are you only satisfied after taking it all? What kind of person is he …
Han Xiaoguo hurriedly chased after him and saw Fangzheng walking out of the yard. Han Xiaoguo wanted to fire a few times, but he held back. After all, the place was empty. A gunshot could really attract the police. That was not what he wanted.
Han Xiaoguo chased up and saw Fangzheng sitting under the bodhi tree, having a good time eating.
Han Xiaoguo took a careful look and nearly blew his top. "Leave a mouthful for me!"
However, Fangzheng looked up and heard the clanging of bowls and chopsticks. The last mouthful of rice had been eaten by him!
"I … Darn monk, go to hell!" Han Xiaoguo was truly infuriated. From the moment they met, the monk had thought nothing of him. Back then, he had been holding back his anger. Now, he was truly starving. The rice was extraordinarily fragrant, making the glutton in his stomach go berserk! Even a person like him who had been trained to endure hunger could not withstand the hunger that seemed to be magnified ten times.
Therefore, Han Xiaoguo was about to pull the trigger.
However …
Creak!
A sound came from the back kitchen.
"Who is it!?" Han Xiaoguo suddenly turned around and shouted warily.
Fangzheng looked up and said indifferently, "Dog."
"You keep a dog in your monastery?" Han Xiaoguo stared intently at Fangzheng.
Fangzheng got up and came to Han Xiaoguo. He opened his mouth …
Burp …
Fangzheng burped as his mouth was filled with the fragrance of rice. Han Xiaoguo immediately reacted.
Gulp …
"Lead the way!" Han Xiaoguo endured his hunger and pointed the gun at Fangzheng's bald head.
Then, he realized to his dismay that the monk had walked away … The muzzle missed again! He had been ignored once again!
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