Red Boy's eyes were brimming with tears. Was he really the darn baldy's disciple? The difference in treatment was just too great!
Monkey snickered by the side. Fangzheng clapped and said, "Alright, what needs to be said has been said. Let's go! Use your full strength and defeat that machine! "
Just as Fangzheng said that, Red Boy jumped out with a whoosh. With a thud, he stepped into the mud, splattering mud. Then he began running around in joy, splattering mud wherever he went.
When Monkey saw this, he decisively distanced himself from him. He lifted his pants to the highest point and carefully and slowly stepped into the mud to ensure that his clothes would not be dirtied by the mud. When he stood stably in the mud, he smiled in satisfaction. But the next moment, a cheerful figure ran over. "Senior Brother, hello!"
Splat!
Mud splattered everywhere!
Monkey looked at the mud on his body and wore a calm expression. He silently wiped it off and began chanting the Mind Cleansing Incantation he had created himself. "Jingzhen is a fool. A smart monkey will not hold it against him. Jingzhen is a fool …"
"Senior Brother!" Red Boy's voice sounded. Monkey looked up and saw Red Boy turn around. He stuck his ass up and suddenly stood up. He swung his arms and shouted, "Take this, Mud Cannon!"
Pa!
Monkey's body was covered in a huge blob of mud! With such a huge blob, there was no way he could wipe it clean. Monkey looked down at his dirty clothes as flames burned in his eyes. Although Monkey always acted like he was unconcerned about everything and had a transcendent feeling, he treasured the monk robe very much. However, he treasured the monk robe very much. It was given to him by Fangzheng after he became his disciple. Although the monk robe was tattered, it was the only robe he had. It was also his most important treasure! Usually, he would rush to wash it clean the slightest bit of dirt, but now, he had been pelted with a huge blob of mud! Jingzhen could tolerate it, but Monkey could not. If Monkey did not show his might, would he have forgotten the days when he had wreaked havoc in Baiyun Monastery?
Monkey silently returned to the bank and took off his monk robe. Then, he swung his arms and grinned at Red Boy. The next moment, he charged down. With his long arms, he did not need to bend his back to grab the mud. He could reach it with a flick of his hand. Instantly, the infuriated Monkey became a mud cannon as he chased after Red Boy. Soon, the two of them were reduced to mud …
Fangzheng could only shake his head helplessly at his two disappointing disciples. Fangzheng gave up the thought of teaching the two bastards a lesson when he saw the boy and girl beaming with joy. He silently made a mental note to settle the score with them after autumn.
Originally, Zhou Zishan and company had a sliver of hope for Fangzheng and company, but when they saw how unreliable the two disciples were, and how the fair-skinned monk was standing there watching the commotion without getting down, they completely lost hope for the monk. The five of them sped up their harvesting speed. Although they knew that they would definitely lose this competition, they still sped up.
At the same time, Zhou Zishan shouted, "Abbot Fangzheng, you can't agree to this competition. We are no match for the machines."
Fangzheng shook his head. "Patron, I believe you."
Zhou Zishan was taken aback as he looked at Fangzheng's warm smile. There was no pretense in his eyes, nor was there any pity. There was only seriousness, respect, and approval. Upon seeing this, Zhou Zishan's heart winced. Even his nose felt sore. He had traveled from northwest China to north China, and then to northeast China. He had lost count of the number of supercilious looks he had seen. Even employers who were willing to hire them would either pity them or look down on them. There was not a single person who respected or approved of them!
Zhou Zishan had even forgotten what it felt like to be acknowledged by others. His heart warmed up when he was suddenly treated by Fangzheng in such a manner.
At that moment, Zhou Ziyuan suddenly said, "Abbot Fangzheng, my dad once said that a gentleman would die for his bosom friends! I've never been to school, but this sentence has always been engraved in my heart! You respect us, and we will respect you! All we can do is do our best to win! "
Zhou Ziheng said, "Abbot Fangzheng, there's no need for you to come down. Just watch by the side. We can do it!"
Upon hearing this, Fangzheng's heart warmed up. Humans were like that. If they were kind to good people, they would naturally receive kindness in return. Fangzheng respected Zhou Zishan and company. Zhou Zishan and company might not be able to repay him, but it was difficult to buy a promise, much less a promise from a few people.
Fangzheng pressed his palms together and said, "Amitabha. Patrons, the competition has only just begun. The victor has yet to be determined. This Penniless Monk is coming! "
Upon hearing Fangzheng's words, Zhou Zishan and company did not wish to deal a blow to Fangzheng's confidence. However, they had fought with machines too many times. They knew very well how strong they were. Just the five of them, together with the clearly unreliable Fangzheng, the two mud-playing children, and Monkey? This was a competition that was impossible to win.
From their point of view, Fangzheng was certain to lose. He was giving them a free bet to win face. They were grateful and were willing to do their best for Fangzheng, but … they could not do it!
Although they did not say it out loud, Fangzheng could tell. However, a competition was a competition. The competition could be lost, but morale could not be lost! Furthermore, it was not certain who would win the competition!
Upon seeing Fangzheng walk towards the muddy river, Shen Aijia, who had been silent all this while, finally could not help but say, "Abbot Fangzheng, your clothes are so clean. They are not suitable for farming. Don't come down." From her point of view, Fangzheng's clothes were too beautiful. They were even in the style of ancient times. It was obvious that they were expensive. To walk into the mud to do farm work in such clean clothes was just too wasteful! She felt the pinch for Fangzheng's willingness to part with it.
It was not only Shen Aijia. Zhou Zishan and company also felt the pinch. They wore tattered clothes to do farm work. Wasn't this monk a little too willing to part with it …
However, Fangzheng did not seem to have any intention of answering. Instead, he walked into the mud with a smile. The next moment, everyone's eyes froze! They had looks of disbelief!
They saw that Fangzheng's feet did not sink into the mud. Instead, he was gently stepping on it. He did not sink at all!
"This …" Zhou Zishan, Zhou Ziyuan, Zhou Ziheng, Shen Aijia, and Ma Jingru were collectively dumbfounded. Wasn't this too ridiculous? The river had just been filled with water, so the mud was extremely muddy. Even a tiny squirrel had sunk in. Yet, an adult had not sunk in! This … Could it be that the spot Abbot Fangzheng stepped on was relatively hard? Was there a rock underneath? The few of them gave themselves such a response.
At that moment, Fangzheng raised his leg and took a second step. He still had no intention of sinking. A third step, a fourth step …
The few of them stared intently at Fangzheng's feet.
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