So, Wu Ming stepped forward and said: "Zen Master Baiyun, as far as I know, Fang Zheng is arrogant and arrogant. When the great calligraphers came to the mountain, he was rejected by all the great calligraphers. He also refused to give face to them and even let dogs bite them. Just here. Not long ago, the poor monk heard that he had no intention of attending the Spring Festival Prayer Ceremony and thought that we were all fake monks who deceived people."
"Who is this?" Zen Master Baiyun didn't mean to be angry, but looked at Wu Ming gently.
Wu Ming immediately saluted and said: "The poor monk Hongyan Temple, Zen Master Hongyan, is sitting down as a disciple, Wu Ming, I have met Zen Master Baiyun."
"It turns out that he is the disciple of Abbot Hongyan. I'm rude." Zen Master Baiyun said.
Just as Wuming was about to say something, several people suddenly came over, led by Zen Master Hongyan. In this Baiyun Temple, Zen Master Baiyun is the core. Wherever he goes, people pay attention to him. Wu Ming suddenly came up to him. How could Zen Master Hongyan not see it? Afraid that Wu Ming would mess up, he came over specially, and sure enough he heard some bad things.
Zen Master Hongyan frowned and asked seriously: "Wu Ming, monks don't lie. Do you really mean what you say?"
When Wuming saw Zen Master Hongyan coming, he shouted to himself, with a look of distrust on his face. He suddenly felt aggrieved and thought to himself: "I have followed you for so many years, but you don't trust me so much? Who am I in your heart?" Fortunately, I always think about Hongyan Temple and try my best to improve the popularity of Hongyan Temple. As expected, I am getting old and confused... "
Wu Ming felt angry and said: "Of course it is true. A poor monk has been a monk for more than ten years. Can he still lie?"
"If that's the case, then it's really not appropriate to wait any longer. However, everything needs to be confirmed. Everyone, does anyone have the contact information for Abbot Fangzheng?" Zen Master Baiyun asked loudly.
However, who is Fang Zheng? This question mark hangs directly on everyone's forehead.
As for Yizhi Temple, I have never heard of it.
Seeing a group of people shaking their heads, Zen Master Baiyun was also a little embarrassed. Should he wait or not
At this moment, a black-faced monk next to Zen Master Baiyun whispered: "Brother Abbot, we have already posted the post and marked the time. If he hasn't come by the time, you can't blame us. Everything is There is a cause and effect. If he doesn't come or is delayed by something, that is also his cause and effect. We can't let everyone wait for him here, right?"
Zen Master Baiyun nodded slightly, and after pondering for a while, he said: "Then..."
"Oh my God! Someone is crossing the river!" Suddenly someone stood on the edge of Wangxiang Cliff and exclaimed.
Then I heard someone scolding: "It's empty! What are you shouting for? A monk should not change his face before the collapse of Mount Tai... Master, come and see, really, what's the fuss about crossing the river alone? My Buddha. ! Someone really crossed the river!"
Everyone looked at each other, what's going on
So more people came to the edge of Wangxiang Cliff to look down, and then they screamed one after another! Especially those lay people who came to help, as well as the young novice monks who had just entered Buddhism. The Buddha's mind was unstable and social habits had not changed. The result was...
"Emma, what's going on?"
"I, Cao... abbot, come and see the Buddha!"
"I'm not dreaming. Give it a try and see if it hurts. It sure doesn't."
"Why did you hit me?"
"Well, it turns out I typed it wrong, no wonder it doesn't hurt..."
…
Zen Master Baiyun and Zen Master Hongyan looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. They were just crossing the river alone. Is it worth making such a fuss? So the two of them also walked towards Wangxiang Cliff.
But there is someone who is faster, and that is Wu Ming! As soon as Wu Ming heard that someone was crossing the river, he had a bad premonition in his heart. He rushed to the edge of Wangxiang Cliff in a hurry and looked down. His eyes suddenly straightened up and almost popped out of his eyes. He looked incredulous!
At the foot of the mountain, Mr. Du smoked a dry cigarette and looked ahead leisurely. From time to time, he would say a few words to Hongxiang to lighten the boring atmosphere. Hongxiang could only listen, nodding and enduring.
At this moment, Mr. Du suddenly stood up, dropped his pipe and pot, and shouted in disbelief, "How is this possible? This... this..."
Hongxiang followed Mr. Du's gaze and was dumbfounded. He then shouted, "Is this still a human being?"
Go back in time to a few minutes ago...
On the river, on various ferries, the boat bosses were busy, and suddenly they heard exclamations from the passengers wearing them.
"Then what is the monk going to do? Can't you think about it?"
"That's right, this isn't about committing suicide."
"Could it be that you encountered some twists and turns in life and you can't think about it anymore?"
When the boat bosses heard this, they looked up and were stunned. The earliest man in black cursed directly: "Is it that square little monk? This guy is really a trouble. If you don't let him get on the boat, will you go into the water?"
"Pull him down, the Baijiang water in winter is freezing cold, and no winter swimmer is willing to swim in the Baijiang. I bet that if he really dares to go into the water, I will treat him to dinner." A crew member said with a smile.
The boss of the boat chuckled and said: "That's right, but if he really dares to go into the water and swim across, I will obey him. When he comes back, I will take him across the river. But let me see, he is probably going to feed the fish, so prepare a life jacket. If it really happens, No, we can’t ignore death.”
"That's right, this monk really has some good things and two bad things, and we have something to do with it. Let's treat it as a virtue... Hey, it's like Mr. Du said, this monk is really troublesome! Such a guy will go to Baiyun Temple, hum..."
"Okay, stop nagging. If you nag like that, I really think he might commit suicide. Baiyun Temple is the largest temple in Heishan City, and the annual Spring Festival Prayer Ceremony is a grand event in Heishan City. Among Buddhists , who doesn’t want to come to participate? If someone gets the invitation but fails to arrive, the consequences... you think about it yourself. It is estimated that the entire Montenegro City will block him, and don’t think about anything in the future. The young monk may also have thought of this consequence. Okay, if we can't think about it and end up short-sighted, we really can't get rid of it. Even if we don't bear the legal responsibility, we still can't live with it." The boss of the ship said extremely depressed.
"Brother Hei, what should we do? Let's go over and send him across the river?" the crew member asked.
"Shit! How can you not listen to what Mr. Du said? Without Mr. Du, who among us would be able to get on the ship and do business? Look at him, if you really want to commit suicide, save others. As long as you don't die, you will be fine..." The boss of the ship Brother Hei said.
The crew members were on standby one by one. They heard that the young monk might commit suicide and the crew members wanted to save others. The passengers were no longer in a hurry to urge the ship to sail and began to tell the crew members to pay attention to safety one by one.
At the same time, someone was already shouting to Fang Zheng from afar.
"Little monk, don't worry about it! There is no obstacle in the world that you can't overcome, just be patient and overcome it!"
"Little monk, life is like rape. If you can't beat him, just enjoy it!"
(End of chapter)