Mr. Yu waved his hand and said: "Go and look at that temple more. As long as Fang Zheng keeps doing good deeds and doing good deeds, open some convenient doors for them. Let the whole world see that we in China have a broad and tolerant heart." , we can accommodate everything, and we can also accept everything. At the same time, our culture is broad and profound, not only there are things to see, but also living Buddhas... "
He added a special tone to the two words "living Buddha" at the end, with a bit of jumping joy, as if he was telling a joke.
The middle-aged man also laughed and then left.
After the man left, Mr. Yu knocked on the table and said, "Qing'er, are you satisfied this time?"
An elegant voice came from the room next to him: "If he doesn't do well, can Pindao influence you?"
"Haha... Qing'er, this is not like you. You didn't know how to say nice things to me before." Mr. Yu said with a smile.
The elegant voice sounded again: "He said: Whether it's Buddha or Tao, what we fight is not gold and silver, but the devil in people's hearts. Leading people to do good is the purpose of our existence... Tomorrow, Pindao will go back Yes. Pindao has made some pastries outside, you can try them."
After saying that, a sound of footsteps went away.
Hearing this, Mr. Yu sighed and said, "Are you still unwilling to go home?"
"The mountains are pure, what are you doing back here?" The voice has become ethereal.
Mr. Yu shook his head and asked: "Are you in love? Aren't you isolated from the world and don't care about anything?"
Unfortunately, the other party has lost his voice.
Mr. Yu had no choice but to walk next door and saw a large piece of rice paper on the table with several large characters written on it: "Taoist priests only come down the mountain for justice."
Mr. Yu smiled bitterly and said: "Sure enough, you understand me best. That's all. Whether it's fate, friendship, or justice, your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Why should I care about so many things..."
Shaking his head, Mr. Yu also left.
However, a government order was also passed down.
Almost immediately, all comments about Founder disappeared from the news and the Internet.
Everyone was still talking about it at first, but over time, they forgot about it and talked less. In the end, it was replaced by other news on the Internet again. The one pointing to the temple on the mountain and the other pointing to the monks in the temple are like short-lived fairy tales that are only circulated among the people.
However, the incense of Yizhi Temple is still strong, and it is getting stronger...
"Master, our family's news is gone." Hong Hai'er said a little unhappy, waving her cell phone.
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Master, I know."
"Uh, Master, aren't you angry? Someone is cutting off our financial path." Hong Hai'er said.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "Someone is helping us."
"Help us? Master, don't you have a fever?" Hong Hai'er came over and touched Fang Zheng's head.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "You don't understand this. As the saying goes, everything must be reversed when it reaches its extreme. No matter how beautiful a thing is, once it attracts more attention, different voices will appear. This is a free world, a free era, and people's Thoughts are also free. They will try to look at the problem from all angles to see the good and the bad... No matter whether those exist or not, it represents a kind of thought. People talk about it a lot, and it is impossible for everyone to say it. When you say good things, everyone wants to hear what bad things are like. In this way, sooner or later, a good thing will be said to be a bad thing... Someone helped us hold down the media when we were at our peak and stopped us. At our peak, this is helping us, not suppressing us.”
"Is there such a thing?" Hong Hai'er touched his chin and thought about the news he had seen before. He was surprised to find that it was really like this!
At this moment, the monkey ran over, waving his arms and shouting: "Master, a letter from YN country!"
Fangzheng was stunned. Letters from other countries? Does he have relatives in other countries? It seems not!
Fang Zheng took it and took a look. Sure enough, the address above said YN Guoxiangfa Temple. Fang Zheng became even more puzzled when he saw it. It was too strange for a foreign monastery to write to him.
Opening the envelope, there was an invitation with a golden Buddhist temple printed on it, and a few large characters written on it: Invitation to the Southeast Asian Buddhist and Taoist Forum!
Opening the invitation letter, it read, Dear: Master Fangzheng, host of Yizhi Temple, Southeast Asia Buddhist and Taoist Forum Conference. It will be held grandly at Faxiang Temple in YN country on January 25, 20XX [to avoid harmony, I won’t write the specific year]...
What follows is a long list of official documents that Fang Zheng seems to understand but does not understand. The final signature is the Southeast Asian Buddhist and Taoist Forum Conference Management Committee, the time, date, and specific address.
After Fangzheng read it, he handed the invitation letter to Honghai'er and said, "Throw it away!"
Hong Boy was stunned for a moment and asked: "Master, are you throwing it away? This is an invitation letter after all. If you don't reply, what's the point of throwing it away?"
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and said, "How do you think your master, He De, could be invited to an international conference?"
"Master, today is different from the past. You are definitely qualified today! Living Buddha! The sun is shining brightly in the sky!" said Honghai'er.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "Look at the time this letter was sent. It was a letter from a week ago! Were we so famous a week ago?"
Red Boy was speechless...
Although Fang Zheng is awesome now, it is estimated that not many people knew about Fang Zheng a week ago. Even if he caused some troubles, in this era of information explosion, it is easy for people to see him and forget him. Nothing is remembered forever by people, because there are too many fresh news, and many people’s brains have no time to remember all the news. Therefore, even those celebrities who are very popular still have to come out and find something to hype up when they have nothing to do. Today they will have double eyelids, and tomorrow they will have plastic surgery; today they will show off their love, and tomorrow they will get divorced; today they will have sex, and tomorrow they will have sex...
Except for national leaders, basically, if you want to stay famous, you have to be in the news constantly.
Therefore, it seems that Fang Zheng was very popular before, but how much influence and fame he has is actually just that... If there is no big news later, he will be forgotten.
The news influence of this kind of heat effect is far less valuable than the influence that host Bai Yun and others have worked hard for many years in the industry step by step. His name is a real name that will be left in the annals of history. Fangzheng's name is just a fleeting cloud that soars into the sky, blows in the strong wind, and disperses with a huff.
Therefore, it is a bit baffling that this kind of international conference should come to Fang Zheng.
So Hong Hai'er asked: "Master, do you mean that this thing is just a liar's trick?"
Fang Zheng asked, "Otherwise? I am famous for being a teacher, so I got an invitation like this. Do you believe it?"
(End of chapter)