Fang Zheng smiled and said, "The donor is probably going to be praised for his righteousness in saving people."
Wang Yougui laughed, obviously he thought so too. I didn’t think so much when I saved someone, but if someone is saved and there are benefits afterwards, who wouldn’t be happy
Wang Yougui stepped on the accelerator and took Fang Zheng and Monkey away.
The villagers on the bridge breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that someone had been saved, and went about their own business. Several of them moved Hong Qianjie and Hong Qianxi's bicycles aside, and then several people squatted there chatting and arguing, obviously showing the bicycles to Hong Qianjie and Hong Qianxi brothers.
However, the ambulance.
"Nurse, what I'm talking about is... Ah Zhi... It's true! The real water ghost sent us here." Hong Qianjie shouted, but the nurse just laughed, and only the ghost believed him.
Hong Qianxi said: "My brother didn't lie. I saw him when I was diving. He was a monk in white clothes. Unfortunately, I couldn't see what he looked like."
The nurse pursed her lips and smiled: "Two heroes who saved people, can we not tell this kind of ghost story? It's not funny at all."
Hong Qianxi and Hong Qianjie were speechless. No one believed them if they told the truth these days.
The woman was lying on the bed, undergoing more examinations. At this time, the woman also woke up and said, "There is really a ghost. He touched my feet. It's so scary."
Hong Qianjie rolled his eyes and said, "Sister, it's so cold in March and April, why don't you jump into a river...ah...ahhh! Huh?"
The woman said: "Who wants to die if they can live..."
After saying this, the woman turned over and became silent.
Hong Qianjie said flatly: "Then you won't come back and jump into the river later, will you?"
"No more dancing," the woman said.
"Just think about it." Hong Qianjie said.
The woman said: "There is a ghost in the river, it's too scary... I can't even jump into this river..."
Hong Qianjie: “@#￥@…”
When they arrived at the hospital, as the matter escalated, the woman's family came to find them. What made Hong Qianxi and Hong Qianjie extremely depressed was that the woman jumped into the river to seek death just because she broke up with her boyfriend! With the persuasion of her family, the woman finally thought about it. Especially when she knew that Hong Qianjie and Hong Qianxi almost died trying to save her, she was even more frightened. When she wanted to find the two of them to repay her kindness, it turned out that the two of them had long since left the hospital and disappeared.
At this moment, Fang Zheng was also thinking about a question.
Fang Zheng asked: "System, the poor monk saved three people this time, can he win another big vote?"
"Okay, but are you sure you want to draw the lottery now?" the system asked.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "No, wait until I go back to bathe and change clothes, pray to Buddha, and improve my luck to the highest level. By the way, I want to ask you a practical question. I have merit by saving people and doing good deeds, and I can also win a lottery. There are many benefits. But like the two heroes just now, what benefits can they gain from doing good deeds? If I hadn't taken action this time, they would have been miserable. They couldn't save people, and they even risked their lives. "
"Everyone has three disasters and five disasters. Anyone who saves people will have merit. People with great merit will automatically offset some disasters. This thing is usually invisible... But if someone pays his life for doing good deeds, His merits will benefit his family and future generations. At the same time, when he enters the six realms of reincarnation, he will give priority to being reincarnated into a good family and live a more comfortable life in the next life," the system said.
Fang Zheng scratched his head and said: "This is all false, right? Who can say clearly the three disasters and five disasters in the future? The benefits to the family are even more invisible and intangible. Moreover, looking at the news, the descendants of many martyrs may not have a better life. Well, there’s even disaster.”
System said: "I'm talking about the use of merit. What you said involves many things, all aspects. Merit will be offset by karma. Sometimes, what you think is right may not be right. , doing it will generate karma. This is unavoidable for ordinary people, but from the perspective of ordinary people's values, it is not wrong. Therefore, I call the world of mortals hell, a big dye vat, and you will be contaminated if you are not careful. karma without knowing it.”
Fang Zheng was shocked when he heard this: "You... your standards are contrary to everyone's values. It seems wrong, right? Cultivating Buddhism and cultivating people also cultivates people. You directly treat people as Buddhas... Isn't it the same in the world? Is he a villain?"
"Of course not. Good people always do more good things than bad things. It is inevitable that merit is greater than karma. Even if you are a mediocre person, your merits and demerits will balance out. Only evil people will have karma and will not enter reincarnation, but will only go to hell." The system said.
Fang Zheng said thoughtfully: "I kind of understand it, but isn't there any substantial benefit? Otherwise, it would be too much of a loss to do good things to others."
"The more merit you have, the better it will be. For example, the two people just now, if you have a chance to take a closer look at them, you will understand something." The system said this and paused slightly: "Of course, you can also help them."
"Huh? How can I help?" Fang Zheng was stunned. He only knew that he could deceive people, but he didn't expect that he could also help.
"You can figure it out yourself." After the system finished speaking, it disappeared.
Fang Zheng was speechless for a while, this guy was indeed unreliable. While they were talking, they had already arrived outside the mountain gate of Hongyan Temple. Fang Zheng and Monkey got off the motorcycle, while Wang Yougui went straight to the village committee of Hongyan Village.
This was not the first time that Fang Zheng came to Hongyan Temple, but he found that every time he came to Hongyan Temple, there were new changes and it became more and more prosperous.
"Master Fangzheng!" At this moment, a familiar voice came. Fangzheng looked and saw that it was the young monk Hongxiang who knew his mistakes and could change them. Today's Hongxiang is a little less clever than before, but there is a little more light of wisdom in his eyes. It is obvious that after he figured everything out last time, he has become more and more like a monk.
Hongxiang has been completely enlightened after experiencing the last incident of crossing the river with a reed, so he respects Fang Zheng even more. Hearing that Fangzheng would come to attend the Dharma conference, he would wait at the door almost every day. If he hadn't been preoccupied, he would have gone to Yizhi Temple to pick him up.
In his heart, Fang Zheng was like a living Buddha. Now that he saw Fang Zheng, he was naturally very happy and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
"Amitabha, Master Hongxiang, long time no see." Fang Zheng also had no airs, even though he was the host and had a higher status than the young novice monk Hongxiang. But in Fang Zheng's view, the two of them were just in different monasteries, and there was nothing to be proud of.
"Master Fangzheng, hehe, it's been a long time indeed. The... abbot is waiting for you. The poor monk will take you there." Hongxiang said a little incoherently.
Fangzheng didn't take it seriously and followed Hongxiang into Hongyan Temple.
After passing the gate, there is a main hall. In the center of the hall is the golden body of Maitreya Buddha with a big belly. It is a little less majestic in its tallness and a little more joyful and relaxed. But if you look left and right, you can see four huge figures standing on both sides. The statue of the god was wearing armor and looked majestic. There were imps under his feet and four different weapons in his hands. They were all majestic. Fang Zheng knew that these were the four heavenly kings of Buddhism.
(End of chapter)