"Gathering and separation, happiness and sorrow are all caused by fate?" He Feifei was stunned.
Fang Zheng said: "Donor, are you sure you won't look at Meng Yuan again?"
"Don't watch it anymore, gathering and separation are all fate, so why chase illusions?" He Feifei said.
After Fang Zheng was sure that He Feifei had really let go, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Bodhisattva, why are you relieved?" He Feifei asked puzzledly.
"Because there is a person who has been waiting for fifteen hundred years to see you." Fang Zheng sighed. He also didn't expect that with the addition of wooden fish and Buddha statues, he could actually lure two people into different dreams at the same time, doing two things at once! He was luring He Feifei like a dream here, and he was using the same method to lure Chen Bin like a dream over there. However, Chen Bin's dream was different from He Feifei's. Chen Bin separated from He Feifei in the dream, but he was even more infatuated. He had waited for 1,500 years for He Feifei, and he would continue to wait.
"Who?!" He Feifei was stunned.
"Since the donor already knows, why bother asking?" Fang Zheng asked rhetorically.
"Bodhisattva, I...can I go and have a look? See where he is waiting for me." He Feifei asked.
Fangzheng nodded, waved his hand, and the world changed, appearing under a high mountain. There was a glacier on the mountain. The glacier melted and turned into biting ice water flowing down, forming a stream. In the stream, a big stone stood there. This is Chen Bin!
He Feifei, who had been turned into stone and experienced the pain of wind, frost, rain and snow, saw this and covered her mouth with a look of disbelief on her face! She almost couldn't stand the coldness. Chen Bin actually stood in the ice water, being washed by the ice water all year round. How much pain, how much perseverance, how much love for her would it take to persist for fifteen hundred years
Looking at the stubborn stone, He Feifei felt something was broken in her heart and her eyes became moist.
The Guanyin Bodhisattva transformed by Fang Zheng stepped forward and said, "Chen Bin, it's been 1,500 years, are you still waiting?"
"Bodhisattva... Bodhisattva, don't... don't say fifteen hundred years, just... I will wait even for fifteen thousand years." Chen Bin said tremblingly, but his voice was firm. He couldn't see He Feifei, only Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Fang Zheng nodded slightly and said, "In that case, let's continue waiting."
"No... don't wait any longer! I want to see him!" At this moment, He Feifei suddenly shouted, rushed over, and shouted excitedly.
Fang Zheng asked in confusion: "Why? You love Meng Yuan, why do you want to see him? Do you know what it means to see him at this time?"
"Bodhisattva, Meng Yuan is just a dream in my heart, and Chen Bin is my real love. I know what I am doing. I was too stupid before. I have thought clearly..." He Feifei said bravely.
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "As you wish, you can go see him."
After speaking, Fang Zheng waved his hand, and the world changed.
Dong Dong…
The sound of wooden fish still rings in my ears, and the scriptures are still chanted, as if nothing has happened.
He Feifei and Chen Bin opened their eyes at the same time, looked at each other, then smiled, stood up, bowed to salute the main hall, then saluted to each other, then exited the main hall, walked out of the temple, and went down the mountain hand in hand.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, Fang Zheng grinned and said, "As a single dog, should I have broken them up just now... Amitabha, this poor monk is really asking for trouble and finding his own dog food to eat, eh."
"Where did you get the dog food?" a voice said from the side. Fang Zheng knew even without looking that the only person interested in dog food was the lone wolf.
"The poor monk ate it. If you want to eat it, you can eat it another day. Single dog!" Fang Zheng dropped the three words. He didn't know whether he was talking about lone wolf or making fun of himself. He strode to the backyard and took a bite of dog food. I'm not in the mood to chant anymore. Look at the time, it's still early, spring has begun, isn't it time to go out and have some fun
"Abbot, it's okay for you to eat my dog food, and you still accuse me of being single?! You have to compensate me and give me extra food at night!" The lone wolf's dog head leaned over, as if you were giving me back my dog without extra food! The appearance of grain.
"Want to have an extra meal? Okay, let's fill the Buddha vat with water first!" Fang Zheng just finished speaking and suddenly laughed: "Don't mention it, I really can have an extra meal. Let's go down the mountain!"
"Why are you going?" Lone Wolf followed.
"dig wild vegetables and make delicious food tonight!" Fang Zheng shouted.
"What? What's delicious?!" The squirrel who had just returned suddenly became energetic when he heard that there was something to eat.
As a result, I only saw a bald wolf with a big fat butt, running down the mountain in a hurry. The lone wolf didn't know what to do with this basket in his mouth. The curious squirrel immediately followed.
Walking at a brisk pace and listening to the cheerful calls of birds, one person, one wolf, and one squirrel descended the mountain.
A river is named Yi. This name was originally given by Zen Master Yi Zhi. Although it is said to be a river, it is actually a small seasonal stream that freezes in winter and becomes a river when it warms up in spring. Originally the river was called Yihe, but the name sounded unpleasant and convoluted. The villagers called it a river. The source of a river is not Yizhi Mountain, but the Changbai Mountain Mountains behind it. Some people say that the end of a river is a hot spring. It is hot when it first flows out. Unfortunately, it flows too far and is already cold by the time it reaches the village. This was what the old hunters said back then. As for whether it was true, no one went to find out. After all, the source of a river was full of cliffs and sterile vegetation. There was nothing to pick, so no one went there.
After going down the mountain, Fang Zheng saw Yang Hua coming out of his home happily. As soon as he saw Fang Zheng, he immediately smiled and said, "Master Fang Zheng, what kind of wind blew you down from the mountain?"
Fang Zheng greeted him and said, "It's blown by the wind from across the hall. Donor, I see your brows are filled with joy..." As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zheng's face straightened and he said, "Donor, this poor monk has something to say."
Yang Hua was just happy when he suddenly saw Fang Zheng's formal expression and was stunned. Could something be wrong? Yang Hua asked: "What's wrong?"
"Donor, these past few days..." Fang Zheng paused.
At this time, Yang Hua became anxious. Fang Zheng was capable, and everyone in the village knew this. And all monks and Taoist priests should be able to tell fortunes, divination and divination, and can tell good or bad luck at a glance. If others say it, he will call him a liar. But if Fang Zheng said it, he would probably believe it. My child is the one who begged me on the mountain, so there is nothing I don’t believe. So Yang Hua was a little scared.
Fang Zheng said very solemnly: "You are going to get rich."
"Uh... what do you mean?" Yang Hua made numerous mental preparations, but when Fang Zheng said this, he was immediately dumbfounded.
Fang Zheng laughed loudly and said, "You will know later. Anyway, something good is coming. By the way, donor, I can lend your hoe to the poor monk."
Yang Hua then came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Is there anyone as funny as you? But I like to hear these words. By the way, what do you want a hoe for?" Yang Hua just took Fang Zheng as a casual compliment, although it was a bit small. Hope, but didn’t take it seriously. He didn't know that after Fang Zheng's Sky Eye was upgraded to level 2, he could see people's blessings and misfortunes within a week, both good and bad.
PS: Collect all kinds of reliable supporting roles, heart-warming stories, as well as immoral and funny stories. Once selected, the tail is marked. Liu Yunsu in Fang Yunjing's story has been written into the book. From a reader: Why is the name so long
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