Fangzheng said, "Very simple. When we are down the mountain, you have to act as a salted fish! You can only watch, no moving or talking. If there's anything you want to say, you can do so once we're back." It wasn't that Fangzheng wanted to make things difficult for him, but it was obvious that Salted Fish was a wily old fox. If he were to really cause trouble down the mountain, it would only make it difficult for him. As someone who was afraid of trouble, Fangzheng naturally needed to set some ground rules.
The moment Salted Fish heard that, he was stunned. He asked, puzzled, "Do you mean that I can only act as a dry and hard salted fish and not do anything?"
Fangzheng rolled his eyes and said, "As a salted fish, what else do you want to do when you're not in the water? Don't think so badly of it. As a monk, This Penniless Monk will have to carry a salted fish everywhere, and I'm not even complaining!"
