Immediately, Fang Zheng put this thought to the back of his mind, clasped his hands together, and said a Buddha's name: "Female donor, I really have no impression of this poor monk. Also, it's really dark. If you don't go down the mountain, it will be really dangerous."
"Uh..." The woman was completely speechless. She finally confirmed that the monk really didn't know her.
So the woman smiled bitterly, and gave up the idea of teasing Fang Zheng any more. She put away her smile, stretched out her right hand as usual, and said: "Okay, let me formally introduce myself. My name is Li Xueying. What do you call a mage?"
"The poor monk's dharma name is Fang Zheng." Fang Zheng did not shake hands with Li Xueying, but smiled calmly.
Li Xueying was stunned. She had grown up and took the initiative to shake hands with the opposite sex. This was the first time she was rejected. This feeling is quite strange...
Fang Zheng said again: "Female donor, are you okay with going up the mountain at this time?"
Li Xueying squinted her eyes, feeling that the monk in front of her was particularly interesting, as if a kitten had discovered a new world. She smiled and said, "Of course there is something wrong, um... burn some incense! Pray to the Buddha!"
After Li Xueying finished speaking, she walked towards the Buddhist hall. The first thing she saw was the sign at the door. Ordinary incense was free, and high-grade incense cost two hundred and one. Li Xueying's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled. She had been to many temples. In ordinary temples, ordinary incense was provided by others. Anyone can use it, but they must donate the incense money, even a dime will do. . Because it was put there by others. If you don’t put the incense money, you are helping others to light incense and offer it to the Buddha. And once you pay for incense, even if it's just a dime, it's yours.
In addition, for other types of incense, there is not just one high-priced incense. Prices vary depending on what you are looking for, packaging, and size. There are many kinds of high-incense products, expensive ones cost thousands, while cheap ones only cost ten or twenty yuan. But this temple only has two options, either free or two hundred. Is this a lack of fragrant suppliers, or is it a deliberate marketing plan to make people choose between two options
Li Xueying felt a little uncomfortable, so she asked Fang Zheng, "Master Fang Zheng, is there any difference between your Gao Xiang and ordinary Xiang?" She had asked many people this question, and many people's answers were that Gao Xiang was more sincere. Some. However, she only smiled after hearing this, and she was not satisfied with this answer. She wanted to know how this little monk, who looked clean inside and out, would answer.
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said: "There is no difference. If there is, then one is charged and the other is not charged."
"Uh..." Li Xueying was dumbfounded. Is this monk really stupid or pretending to be stupid? Put it this way, which fool would still burn high-quality incense? No wonder this temple is so small and my feelings are met by the stupid abbot.
Li Xueying smiled and said: "Then why are there two types?"
Fang Zheng said matter-of-factly: "The incense is for the Buddha, and the money is for supporting the poor monks and repairing the temple. The donor can do whatever he wants with this."
"Uh... you are honest." Facing such a calm monk, Li Xueying suddenly realized that if she didn't burn a stick of high-quality incense, she would be a bit sorry for this monk.
So Li Xueying picked up an incense stick, and then another.
At this moment, a white hand pressed down on Gao Xiang, preventing Li Xueying from taking it away.
Li Xueying was stunned. There was a reason why she was prevented from taking incense. The most important thing was that the skin on this monk's hands was actually better than hers! At that moment she seemed to have discovered a new world! The title of Li Xueying with beautiful hands is not for nothing. Her hands are perfect in terms of hand shape, finger proportions, and skin! She spends millions every year on the maintenance of these hands! Her hands are recognized by the world as perfect hands, and Western insurance guarantees her 100 million yuan!
These hands have always been Li Xueying's pride, not beneath her face. As a result, this time she sneaked out and wandered around, and she met a monk. This monk's hands were even more beautiful than hers! Li Xueying suddenly felt like vomiting blood! Is this monk sincerely here to attack her
However, Li Xueying did not say these words, but looked at Fang Zheng resentfully and said: "Master Fang Zheng, why don't you let me get the incense?"
"One pillar is enough. If you take more, it won't have more effect." Fang Zheng said calmly. It's not that he doesn't want to make more money. But making money must be done in a wise way, and he will not do anything to deceive or deceive people.
"You are really..." Li Xueying shook her head and looked at Fang Zheng with a look of hatred, but her eyes were full of love. It was not love between a man and a woman, but a kind of love like seeing a rare protected animal.
Then Li Xueying took a stick of incense, looked up, and was shocked again. There was no Buddha statue in this temple, only a golden picture! Although this picture looks dazzling under the light, it can't be compared to the Buddha statue, right? At least that's what Li Xueying thinks.
Looking at Founder, then at this small temple, and then thinking about how this stupid monk makes money, Li Xueying came to a conclusion: "I guess he is poor..."
Li Xueying looked up at the Thousand-Hands and Thousand-Eyes Guanyin, and suddenly realized that she didn't know what to wish for.
Fang Zheng was also a little puzzled. He had seen many pilgrims who usually came in to burn incense, make wishes and worship Buddha, and then exit. But this is the first time I have looked at a Buddha statue in a daze. I couldn't help but ask: "Donor, what are you doing?"
Li Xueying said: "I am thinking about what is the best wish to make. Does the master have any recommendations?"
Fang Zheng almost rolled his eyes on the spot. You come to worship Buddha and make a wish, and ask a poor monk to recommend it to you? Do you think this is a shopping mall? Is this poor monk a salesperson? This was the first time that Fang Zheng met such a strange pilgrim. He shook his head helplessly and said, "I can't recommend anything to the donor. But Guanyin Bodhisattva is good at giving away children. If the donor wants a child, he can ask her. And Thousand Hands Thousand-Eyed Guanyin Bodhisattva protects more, but the main thing is peace."
Li Xueying nodded and said: "I understand, then pray for peace."
Li Xueying made a wish and knelt down to worship...
Fang Zheng specially opened his Sky Eye and took a look. What surprised Fang Zheng was that Li Xueying did not have any disasters, but she also did not have any good luck. It's pretty ordinary...
After making a wish, Li Xueying stood up and said, "Master Fangzheng, can you tell fortunes?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "The poor monk doesn't know how."
"That's such a pity." As she spoke, Li Xueying glanced at Wei Tuo at the door, knowing that there was no accommodation here, she felt a little pity. Although it was lively at the foot of the mountain, she preferred to be quiet. Although this temple was remote, the whole temple gave her a good feeling. It was quiet and peaceful. It seemed as if all the worries would be driven away when people were here. She liked this feeling... She subconsciously said, "It's a blessing to be able to live here."
When Fang Zheng heard this, his heart felt miserable? happiness? If having to think about whether you can eat the next meal every day is also called happiness, Fang Zheng feels that he is quite happy.
"Female donor, is there anything else?" Fang Zheng asked as he followed Li Xueying out of the Buddhist hall and stood under the bodhi tree.
Li Xueying said: "I have something on my mind. I wonder if Master can help me clear up my confusion."
(End of chapter)