Whoosh…
Fangzheng poured the money in the Merit Box onto his bed and when he saw the brand new notes, his eyes curved into a crescent shape from smiling. Now, Fangzheng would be given 20% of the incense money, which meant that 20,000 of the 100,000 was his! As someone who slightly worshiped money, how could he not be happy?
Stuffing 20,000 yuan into his pockets in delight, he lay in bed and felt that Jing Yuhang was quite a nice guy.
After an uneventful night, Fangzheng got out of his meditation room early next morning and struck the bell and drum with Monkey. Then, Monkey swept the ground as Fangzheng prepared to walk around. But when he looked up, he saw a flock of birds making its migration south.
Fangzheng could not help but sigh. "Wild geese come as guests; sparrows enter the sea and become molluscs; and Chrysanthemums show yellow flowers. I never expected Cold Dew to come so soon."
