However, from this, Fang Zheng also learned that the Wanxiang Chess Board will indeed throw people into another world, but the speed is very fast, so fast that outsiders cannot notice it at all.

But another world may have been ten years, hundred years, and thousand years.

At the same time, the core purpose of the chessboard is to lead people to enlighten the truth, and to understand the appearance of sentient beings, rather than doing tasks and saving people with strong purpose like the Wuyingmen.

"So that's it..." Fang Zhengruo had some realization.

Looking at the chessboard Fang Zheng, he couldn't help but sigh. In that world, Fang Zheng witnessed the rise and fall of the big bull, the calf, and even the entire village.

In that world, he should have been a spectator, but his existence changed the fate of the entire village.

If he hadn't taught, and if he hadn't paid to ask the teacher to help the children walk out of the mountains, perhaps Chenjia Village would have another ending.

As for right or wrong, Fang Zheng doesn't know how to say it.

But what gave Fang Zheng the greatest feeling was the bond between the big bull and the little violin and his son.

Looking back at the current world, almost every countryside is a microcosm of Chenjia Village. Young people go to big cities for their dreams, and this trip is permanent. Only during the New Year holidays can they go home, but they often cannot go home due to some changes. As a result, they become once every two years and once every three years...

When I finally went back, there were many children who wanted to be filial but their parents were not waiting for me.

"This fucking world..." Fang Zheng sighed.

boom!

A thunder struck in front of him.

Fang Zheng didn't care. After all, he had experienced a lifetime. In the dark, he seemed to have understood something and was much more open-minded.

"Ding! Congratulations on the perfect breakthrough of the first game of the Wanxiang Chess Board, and rewarding 10,000 points of merit."

"Ding! Teaching and educating people will reward merits of 240 points..."

"Ding! Save people and reward merits for one thousand points..."

"Ding! Other achievements have been awarded a total of 1,760 points."

"Ding, the total merit is 13,000 points."

Fang Zheng was stunned when he heard these merits, and then he was not surprised. After saying nothing, he said nothing and was not happy or sad, he lay directly on the big stone, leisurely looking at the sky through the leaves of the Bodhi tree.

After a long time, Fang Zheng said slowly: "Any 13,000 points can be won, right?"

"Ding! Yes! You can also use 10,000 points to upgrade the prize pool. But after upgrading, each lottery requires 10,000 points of merit."

Fang Zheng shook his head: "I have upgraded the prize pool, and I can't draw any more."

After saying that, Fang Zheng opened the system mall and randomly clicked on the question mark.

The next moment, the question mark flew out, became bigger, rotated, and finally shattered with a bang.

Fang Zheng had an extra seed in his hand.

"Ding! Congratulations on getting one cold bamboo seed."

Fang Zheng smiled: "Old friend, we're meeting again."

Hold the cold bamboo seeds and continue to pump them.

"Ding! Congratulations on getting one cold bamboo seed."

Fang Zheng's smile froze: "Don't bring such a thing? One is enough, not to use so many."

Fang Zheng continued to draw.

"Ding! Congratulations on getting ten thousand yuan."

Fang Zheng was stunned: "Ten thousand yuan? System, can you still throw up money?"

"Ding! Money is part of the reward."

Fang Zheng smiled: "I thought you only eat but not vomit, just as long as you can vomit. It will depend on you to get rich in the future, hahaha..."

Seeing the remaining ten thousand points of merit, Fang Zheng was wondering whether to make another big bet.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt angry. I rubbed my hands, raised my hand and pointed it on the question mark, and then increased the price to a merit value of 10,000 yuan.

The question mark flew out and rotated, and then a white light lit up, and finally a crystal rice seed fell in front of Fangzheng.

The next moment...

"You're too much of the Tiansha system!"

A shrill wail sounded in the desert.

Boom...

The thunder sounded followed.

...

In the afternoon, Fang Zheng planted two cold bamboo seeds in the backyard. After watering the bitter spring water, the next day, the cold bamboo broke out of the ground and grew a small bamboo forest. Fang Zheng knew that cold bamboo was controllable. As long as the mother bamboo was controlled, how the baby bamboo grew was the final say.

Finally, Fang built a large bamboo forest in the backyard, and then bought a pair of old stone tables from a family in Fangtang Village and put them in, and finally placed the Wanxiang chess board on it.

"There is another pavilion, a pot of tea is burned, and a friend plays chess. This is the day of a god."

Fang Zheng looked up at the roof and was very satisfied with his current living environment.

However, Fang Zheng did not play chess anymore. After all, the chess piece fell for thousands of years. If he didn't have the mood to play chess, he really couldn't stand it.

In the following days, Fang Zheng took his disciples to plant trees and plant grass and green the desert every day.

On Wednesday, Jingxin would go out to pick up a group of pilgrims. At the beginning, there were quite a lot of pilgrims, but as Fang Zheng's previous popularity dissipated, fewer and fewer pilgrims came.

However, Fang Zheng didn't care. Instead, the plants from all over the world brought by the pilgrims to make the desert near Yizhi Temple more and more beautiful.

Jing Yan and Mud Monkey come every Wednesday. In the eyes of pilgrims, this is an oasis of desert, which is not too strange.

But for Mud Monkey and Jing Yan, they will see miracles every time they come.

Because they knew very well what the depths of the desert looked like, how long has it been? In a month or two, the trees were towering and the grass was green.

Although the area is not very large and covers an area of ​​only more than forty kilometers, it is already a forest garden. Their eyes of Fang Zheng became more and more curious, curious whether he was a human or a Buddha.

On this day, a cold wind blew.

Fang Zheng looked at the calendar and then noticed that autumn was coming.

Watching the geese flying south in the sky, Fang Zheng raised his hand and waved it, shouting: "Brother, you can come here for vacation next year! Don't you have to fly that far?!"

Hahahahahahaha…

The screams of geese came from the sky, and I don’t know whether it was a response or accusing him of being too noisy.

The autumn wind became cooler and cooler, and the trees in the oasis began to turn yellow gradually, and then they fell all over the ground in a gust of autumn wind.

At this time, Fang Zheng’s favorite thing was to take the lone wolf into the forest that he had planted himself. These trees were birch and red maple trees. After autumn, the leaves of the birch were golden and the leaves of the red maple trees were fiery red. Red and gold intertwined in the air, dancing with the wind, which was very beautiful.

After landing, I stepped on it with a creaking sound, which was very comfortable.

However, the lone wolf obviously didn't care about this, so he ran around happily, plunged into the big pit piled up by fallen leaves from time to time, and then rushed out again, not knowing what he was excited about.

The salted fish walked beside the monkey with a crutch, pointed to the fallen leaves all over the ground and said, "Monkey, your life is coming, hurry up and sweep it."

The monkey said nothing and threw away the salted fish's crutch.

The sound of salted fish cursing in the woods suddenly came...

"Master, we can grow orders next year, right?" Squirrel Jingkuan asked while sitting on the square shoulder.

Fang Zheng thought for a while, then nodded and said, "It's time to order."

The weather this year is very strange, autumn is very short, the cold wind blows again and again, and it starts to snow in November, and it is heavy snow.

Fang Zheng sat in the Buddhist temple, opened the door, looked at the snowflakes flying outside, and muttered: "It turns out that it will snow in the desert, and I thought it was drought all year round."

After the heavy snow, the entire desert changed. The high and low golden sand dunes turned into white snow dunes. The wind no longer blew sand but snowflakes. But this was not much better than sand. The snowflakes did not stick in a dry and cold environment. They were all ones, like blades squirting in the wind, so that even the guys like lone wolf with thick skin and flesh didn't go out for a walk.

If you really want to move, you can only play in areas near the temple where there is a fixed wind barrier.

Just as Fang Zheng was roasting charcoal fire and looking at the snow scene outside the window, Jing Kuan screamed: "Senior Brother! Don't go too far! You bully people... I'm not Snowball! Master, help..."

Hearing Jingkuan's helpless voice, Fang Zheng shook his head helplessly, put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand and pushed open the door and walked out.

Fang Zheng didn't say anything, but the disciples heard it, stopped one by one, turned around and said, "Greetings to Master."

Fang Zheng looked at it, from left to right, there were lone wolf, monkey, red boy and salted fish, and a tattered classic car was lying in the distance... but the squirrel disappeared.

Fang Zheng asked, "Where is Jing Kuan?"

I saw a snowman's head shaking, and then a squirrel's head came out, shouting angrily: "Master, they are too much! Wrap me in a snowball and get out! Are there any such brothers?"

Fang Zheng nodded and said, "It's indeed too much."

The squirrel quickly pulled himself out of the snowball, then sat on the snowman's head, and shouted, "Master, you have to judge me."

Fang Zheng looked at other disciples, who either looked down at the snow or looked up at the sky...

Fang Zheng said: "You can't bully Jingkuan like this. If you want to make snowballs, you can make a big one..."

When the squirrel heard this, he thought it was not good and was about to run away. When a few brothers suddenly ran over, grabbed it and stuffed it into the snowball. Then the lone wolf and the monkey pushed the snowball and ran away. The snowball was getting bigger and bigger, and the squirrels were still screaming loudly inside. Unfortunately, they couldn't stop at all.

Fang Zheng sat at the door and watched the disciples play, feeling relaxed...
To be continued...