Wang Yougui didn't think much about it, but smiled and said: "Okay, no matter what, just be awesome. Let's get down to business, County Magistrate Qi just called and said that he is about to be promoted and may go to Heihe to become a leader. The leader of HH City is about to retire and has taken the initiative to give up his seat.”
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, congratulations to County Magistrate Qi."
Wang Yougui continued: "I've gone astray again. County Magistrate Qi also sent a message. He said that this time the country is going to help you ask for a large amount of compensation! However, this negotiation process may take longer than you think. .Tell you not to be anxious.”
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "I'm a poor monk, don't be in a hurry, work slowly and carefully."
Seeing that Fang Zheng was not in a hurry, Wang Yougui was relieved and immediately left to give a reply to County Magistrate Qi.
With Wang Yougui's departure, Yizhi Temple returned to peace.
Fang Zheng also began to try to go out of the backyard every day to meet with pilgrims. As a result, every time he went out, he was surrounded several times, and some children even threw money at him... The angry salted fish called Fang Zheng for stealing his business.
In desperation, Fang Zheng had no choice but to reduce the number of times he went out again, squatting in the backyard and carving bamboo sculptures with peace of mind.
Seeing the days passing by, the New Year's Day getting closer and closer, but there were more and more tourists. Fang Zheng looked at the incense smoke, soaring into the sky, and felt full of satisfaction in his heart.
However, God seemed to be a bit dissatisfied with the One-Finger Temple, and suddenly there was a heavy snowstorm. When Fang Zheng got up the next day, he went out and saw, oh my god, there was a pile of snow as high as a person in the backyard of the temple!
Fang Zheng shouted quickly: "Jingfa, are you okay?"
The reason why I ask this is because the squirrel is in the tree, the monkey and Red Boy sleep in the woodshed, and the salted fish sleeps in Tianlong Pond. Only the lone wolf slept in the yard, and he was the one most affected by the heavy snow.
"Master, are you calling me?" The lone wolf's voice came from not far away, and then he saw a big white wolf rising into the sky, rolling in the air, and then falling down! With a pop, the shadow disappeared.
Seeing this, Fang Zheng suddenly thought of a game. The name of the game was - Losing the Dog!
Throwing a dog with a broken leg into a snowdrift, it disappeared... as if it was lost.
However, the lone wolf is not a dog. After falling into the snowdrift, he jumped up again with his brute force. After several jumps, he came to Fang Zheng, shook his body, shook off the snow, and said: " Master, this snow is really heavy! I haven’t seen such heavy snow in many years.”
Fang Zheng nodded, and then he heard Hong Hai'er shouting: "Master, please give me back your magical power. This little snow will be solved in seconds!"
Then I heard Xianyu shouting excitedly in the distance: "I'm coming!"
Almost at the same time, Fang Zheng saw a line arching up on the flat snow. The line quickly came to his eyes, and then with a whoosh, a salted fish came out of the snow!
The lone wolf was startled, raised his paw and slapped it down!
Snapped!
The salted fish that just broke out of the snow and wanted to scream was smashed back into the snow again.
After a while, I heard someone shouting from the snowdrift: "Who is it? This is too much!"
The lone wolf quickly said: "Master, I'm going to clear the snow." After saying that, the stupid wolf jumped and ran away.
Xianyu came out and said angrily: "Master, who just photographed me?"
Fang Zheng said: "Your senior brother."
"Elder brother, wait for me, I have delicious food here!" Xianyu chased after him.
"What? What's delicious?"
"Salted fish shadowless feet!"
"ah… "
…
Fangzheng ignored the two noisy guys and quickly asked Monkey and Red Boy to help and started clearing the snow.
"Master, if you give me magical powers, won't this be all in one fell swoop?" Hong Hai'er asked.
Fang Zheng gave him a blank look and said: "Sweeping snow is also a kind of practice. Not only are you not allowed to use magical powers, but you are also not allowed to use brute force. Sweep slowly!"
After saying that, Fangzheng moved out a small matzah, sat at the door, and played with his mobile phone.
Seeing this, Hong Hai'er asked with a black line on his forehead: "Master, we are sweeping the snow to practice, what are you doing?"
Fang Zheng said seriously: "As a teacher, I will supervise your practice. This is a huge mental task."
Hong Hai glanced at Fang Zheng who was playing and thought: "It's really a brain job, a thief who deceives his apprentice!"
Although he complained, Red Boy and Monkey went to clear the snow obediently.
Red Boy was puzzled and asked the monkey: "Senior brother, master asked me to clear the snow, don't you have any ideas?"
The monkey said: "What do you think? If you don't sweep the snow, you sweep the leaves. I'm used to it. Master is right. Sweeping the leaves and sweeping the snow is a kind of practice."
Hong Hai'er said in surprise: "Senior brother, have you figured out the truth? Tell me?"
The monkey said: "I was impatient at first when I swept the leaves, but then I kept sweeping... I discovered an amazing secret!"
Red Boy asked: "What secret?"
The monkey said: "After sweeping for a long time, you will get used to it."
Red Boy: "..."
Although the heavy snow did not fall continuously, it stopped for the second half of the day and continued to fall for less than half a month! Although there are super coolies like Red Boy on Yizhi Mountain to help clear the snow, there is always a way to go up the mountain.
But the roads between villages, the roads from the county town to the villages, and the roads in other areas are all cut off. Therefore, the pilgrims at Yizhi Temple were suddenly restored to their original form, leaving only some villagers in Yizhi Village.
After staying on the mountain for half a month, Fang Zheng was not idle. He carved some small objects, sat on the top of the mountain, looked at the endless white snow, read scriptures, walked the dog, played salted fish balls, and led his disciples Building a snowman makes life very relaxing and comfortable.
In less than half a month, Fang Zheng was able to wash away some of the dust accumulated in his heart while abroad.
On this day, County Magistrate Qi, whom he had not seen for a long time, came.
This time, they did not meet in the temple. Fang Zheng placed the meeting place in the cold bamboo forest. There was a small open space in the forest. There were tables and chairs made of bamboo in the open space. The two of them sat on the left and right, and there were no outsiders.
"Donor Qi, why are you free to come to this poor monk today?" Fang Zheng asked.
County Magistrate Qi said with a smile: "I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall when I have nothing to do. I only come to knock on the Buddhist door when I have something to do."
Fang Zheng said nothing and waited quietly for County Magistrate Qi to speak.
County Magistrate Qi said: "Abbot Fangzheng, the thing is like this..."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he also looked puzzled. These people are full of food and have nowhere to spend their money? Are you rushing to compensate Founder for his losses
(End of chapter)