Guan Xiangfeng was delighted when he heard that. He roared inwardly, "F * * k you, Dog Song! Let's see if you can continue being smug! Even without you, I can still obtain the Frost Bamboo. Haha! With the Frost Bamboo in hand, I really want to see how this fellow's face turns from white to green, green to blue, and then black! Haha! "
About ten minutes later.
Guan Xiangfeng walked up the mountain as a man walked in front of him. He wore a cap and had his hands behind his back as he looked up. His saliva splattered everywhere as he said, "I told you long ago. Couldn't I have just brought you up the mountain? You even insisted on talking to the village chief. Look, after going one big round, didn't you end up in my hands? It's not that I want to nag at you, but you are just too young and disobedient. Just …% $…&"
Guan Xiangfeng's face, who was following behind Dog Song, turned pale before turning green … Finally, it turned black. He only had one thought in his mind. "Face smacking! It's a blatant face smacking! "
Meanwhile, on the mountaintop.
"Master, why did you bring so much bamboo back?" Red Boy squatted in the yard as he watched Fangzheng peel the bamboo.
"All of you have been doing well recently. I plan on rewarding you," said Fangzheng with a smile as he looked at the bamboo in his hand.
"Reward? What reward? "asked Red Boy in excitement.
"One bed per person!" said Fangzheng.
"Really!?" Red Boy was excited. He had been in One Finger Monastery for quite some time. One Finger Monastery only had two meditation rooms. One belonged to the elderly Zen Master One Finger. Fangzheng cleaned the room daily, but he did not allow anyone to stay there. The other room was for Fangzheng. Similarly, no one was allowed to stay there unless Fangzheng was not around!
Then there was the kitchen. It was also where Monkey and Red Boy slept. Lone Wolf had his own kennel, while Squirrel had a tiny villa that the college student, Ma Juan, had mailed to him. In comparison, Monkey and Red Boy's days were the most miserable. However, Monkey used to sleep in the wilderness. Now that he was sleeping in the kitchen, he found it pretty good.
As for Red Boy, he used to live in a huge cave. As a great demon king, he had all sorts of good things. Now that he had to sleep in such a place, he felt really uncomfortable … Fortunately, he had the constitution of a Demonic King, so he was fine even if it was hot or cold. However, he still yearned for a bed. Now that he finally had one, he was naturally overjoyed.
When Monkey heard that there was a bed, he immediately came over and asked, "Master, is there really a bed?"
"Of course. I'll personally make a bed for you." Fangzheng nodded.
"Master! Master! I want a bed too! "Squirrel jumped down and stood on Fangzheng's shoulder.
Fangzheng smiled. "Don't worry. You won't be lacking. Everyone will get one. Jingfa, you have a share too. "
When Lone Wolf heard this, his mouth immediately cracked open and he started laughing foolishly.
"What are you laughing at? It's like you're not afraid of the floor if I give you a bed … "Red Boy muttered.
Lone Wolf immediately rolled his eyes at him!
Fangzheng couldn't be bothered with the clowns. He had obtained the Zen Carpentry skill from the System. He originally thought that it was rather lousy, but on second thought, he realized that with this skill, he would be able to find a place for his furniture in the future. His life would also improve greatly. His craftsmanship was pretty good.
Since he had nothing to do for the day, he might as well make a bed for his disciples and try his hand at it. The moment he touched the Frost Bamboo, all the information about it flashed in his mind. It included all the patterns on the Frost Bamboo in his hand, where it was tight, where it was soft, where it was suitable for cutting … All the information was there!
Before he took action, Fangzheng had already thought of all the parts of the Frost Bamboo from top to bottom. He had thought of everything! It felt like he had a card up his sleeve and was filled with confidence.
The Frost Bamboo on the mountain was less than a year old, so all the bamboo was wrapped in a layer of bamboo clothing. Fangzheng had no choice but to peel off the bamboo clothing. After removing the bamboo clothing, Fangzheng took out a machete. Although the machete was old, its blade was shiny and extremely sharp. It was one of the few killing weapons One Finger Monastery had! Back when Zen Master One Finger opened up Mt. One Finger, it was a great contributor.
"Master, you are using this? Are you sure you want to make a bed for us and not make a coffin for us? "Red Boy came over and measured the wide machete that was half his height.
Fangzheng said with a bitter smile, "I also wish to get a good machete, but I don't have it! I'll just use it. It's a machete after all. "
Just as Red Boy was about to say something, he heard an angry roar from outside the backyard. "Stop!"
The person who shouted was Guan Xiangfeng, who had come up the mountain with Dog Song. One Finger Monastery wasn't that big. Standing at the backyard's entrance, one could clearly see what Fangzheng was holding in his hand! It was tender and glistening, like translucent jadeite! Its cross-section was not squarish, but extremely compact like jade! He had never seen or even heard of such a bamboo before! It was a perfect work of art without any processing! Yet this darn monk was using a machete that was too large for slaughtering a pig to cleave at it! Was this chopping firewood? It was too much! It was too wasteful!
It was difficult to find one outside, but this fellow was so wasteful! It was intolerable to the heavens to recklessly waste a heavenly treasure! In the heat of the moment, Guan Xiangfeng forgot that he was there to beg for help. He immediately roared!
Fangzheng frowned. Since when did he need others to interfere in his own territory? Turning his head, he saw a man standing beside Dog Song. He was dressed in a black t-shirt and had a stocky build. He had a full beard and a ponytail … Fangzheng was no stranger to such a look. He often saw such people on the Internet. They were typically artists, and it was said that they looked more like artists. Fangzheng did not have any thoughts on men having long hair. The ancients all had long hair, so it wasn't a big deal to begin with. It was fine as long as the person didn't look feminine.
Red Boy was pissed when he heard someone roar. He looked up and shouted, "Woman, what are you shouting for? Can't you see my master working? "
"Pfft!" Dog Song often went up the mountain, so he knew what was lacking on the mountain. He always carried a water flask. Indeed, it was hot. As he fanned himself with his hat to cool himself down, he drank the water, but he ended up spewing out a mouthful of water … He choked to the point that tears came out. Then, he could not help but laugh out loud.
Guan Xiangfeng's eyes nearly popped out from his anger as he said angrily, "Child, what are you talking about? Not all people with long hair are women. All artists have that style! "
"Now that you mention it, I do recall seeing an artist with a ponytail in the past." Red Boy scratched his head in embarrassment.
Guan Xiangfeng scoffed. "I won't stoop to your level since you are young."
"Oh, right. Are you in the nude business too?" Red Boy blinked his eyes and asked.
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