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Chapter 343 Knock on the fish ten thousand times, its meaning is self-seeking(2/2)

Damn...

Fang Ning grabbed the golden wooden fish floating in the air and stared at the other person's back weakly.

"Why can't this stupid bird be swept?" Fang Ning

"I said it, you can answer it."

Fang Ning took the wooden fish back and met Zheng Dao who was patrolling the formation head-on.

Fang Ning's heart moved and asked, "Butler Zheng, did you hear any sound of wooden fish just now?"

Zheng Dao looked puzzled: "I didn't hear it. Venerable, isn't the wooden fish in your hand? Could it be that this was given to you by the Bodhisattva?"

"It's not too much. Okay, you can go busy. Things have been a bit complicated recently. If you can't be busy, you can recruit two or three subordinates, and you can just go to the expenses by yourself." Fang Ning thought for a while and instructed.

"Thank you for your concern." Zheng Dao said retreat.

Fang Ning returned to the bedroom and then returned to the system space with the golden wooden fish.

If you knock it ten thousand times, your hands must be sore.

Fang Ning thought about it, "System Master, the two hours I bought just now have not yet arrived, right?"

"No, it's only 20 minutes passed. If you want to use your body, you can continue to use it." The system uncle said fairly.

"Help me knock on wooden fish, can you knock ten thousand times in an hour and 40 minutes?"

"Yes, it's very easy." The system master took a lot of money and said, and the wooden fish began to make a "bangbang" sound.

"Wait, put this rogue in the iron shop and knock it on me." Fang Ning said with his head covering.

...

The middle-aged man in black robe left Xiakejia Villa and then appeared in a garden in a southern city.

Here, flowers are blooming, streams are gurgling, and bamboo forests are scattered. It was originally a great place to see the scenery, but it is sparsely populated at this time. Occasionally, there are one or two, mostly elderly people, with nostalgic eyes in their eyes.

"Haha, everyone in the world suffers, and their skin is bitter..."

He shook his head and smiled, then walked to an old man in the twilight world and said, "Old sir, I have three volumes of the true scriptures that can save people from the sea of ​​suffering, would you like to hear it?"

The old man's eyes were blurred and then nodded.

Zhinan smiled slightly, and he looked to the north while dictating.
Chapter completed!
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