So Liu Tao didn't say anything and quickly chased after him.
Xie Ming and Xiao Lei looked at each other and wanted to follow, but the foreman's voice came: "Liu Tao, what's going on?!"
"You two go down and reply to the foreman, and I'll go up the mountain to thank you!" Liu Tao shouted.
When Xie Ming and Xiao Lei heard this, they had no choice but to go down the mountain to report on their work.
"Haha... you two make up stories for me again, make them up, make them up as hard as you can! Why didn't I realize that you two are so good at making up stories? What are you two doing in the construction team if you have such skills? Are you going to write novels?" the foreman listened. After finishing what Xie Ming and Xiao Lei said, he sneered.
What can Xie Ming and Xiao Lei say? No one believes the truth, so just...
"Well, I can only tell the truth. There were indeed rockfalls. Master was afraid that there would be risks on the mountain so he asked the two of us to come down first." Xie Ming said immediately.
"Isn't this the end? Tell the truth, how simple is it? Look at how stupid you two are, and you still lie without using your brain. Do you really think I'm stupid? No matter how stupid I am, I won't believe the lies of you two! I'm so stupid With sharp eyes, I will know what you fart as soon as you lift your legs. Okay, let's go to work, I don't have time to talk to you two." The foreman boasted a few words and let the two of them go to work.
After Xie Ming and Xiao Lei left, they looked at each other, then shook their heads and muttered: "These blazing eyes are so blind..."
On the mountain, Fang Zheng was walking. He heard footsteps behind him, but Fang Zheng did not stop and continued walking.
After Liu Tao caught up, he was about to speak, but found that Fang Zheng had no intention of stopping, so he shut up and followed behind.
After going up the mountain and entering Yizhi Temple, Fang Zheng turned around, clasped his hands together and pronounced a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, donor, you followed the poor monk all the way to Yizhi Temple, is there anything wrong?"
"Master, I'm here to thank you. If it weren't for you, my life would be dead." Liu Tao is also a rough man, and he is a little shy to say thank you.
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said: "Everything is fate. The poor monk once said that the poor monk saves people who are destined. Since he saved the benefactor, it is fate, and there is no need to say thank you."
"That's different. If it hadn't been for Master, my head would have blossomed all of a sudden. What...Master, I'm a rough guy. Look...how can I thank you?" Although Liu Tao is an engineer, he looked up. He is an engineer at best, but a worker at worst. He is a simple person, and his behavior is simple and straightforward. He has never owed anyone a favor in his life, but suddenly he owes a big one, and his claws suddenly feel numb.
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "If the donor really feels like thanking the poor monk, it's easy. You can just go to the Buddha and thank the Bodhisattvas."
Liu Tao thought Fang Zheng would say some other requests, but he didn't expect it to be so simple. He said in shock: "That's it?"
"Yes, otherwise?" Fang Zheng asked. Fang Zheng wanted more thanks, but thanks couldn't be eaten as food, so what was the use of him coming? Fang Zheng didn't take virtual things very seriously. On the contrary, it would be nice if I could give him some money other than incense money. Unfortunately, with the system watching over me, I can't receive this money. As for the incense money... Fang Zheng was too embarrassed to speak, so he just let it go.
Liu Tao looked at Fang Zheng intently, and saw that Fang Zheng's eyes were extremely bright and simple, without any worldliness or any roundabout thoughts. He knew that the monk in front of him really had no other thoughts and simply asked him to thank the Buddha. Just be a Bodhisattva.
Thinking of this, Liu Tao couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This is a true monk! Sure enough, appearance does not matter. Age is not the criterion that determines the level of Buddhism, but the human heart is!"
Thinking of this, Liu Tao entered the Buddhist hall, took the incense, worshiped the Buddha, and then touched his pocket. Liu Tao was about to cry. Who would put a wallet on them when they go out to work? Usually I just keep a few coins with me and occasionally buy water or something. Well now, I rummaged through all the pockets of my clothes and found only ten dollars...
Liu Tao didn't look back, but his face turned red. To save him, he burned Gao Xiang, but in the end he didn't even have Gao Xiang's money! This is so hard... He was really embarrassed to look back at Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng, however, didn't even look at the situation in the Buddhist hall. Instead, he waited quietly outside, while people worshiped Buddha and you stared at them. It was not good to even think about it.
After a while, Liu Tao came out with a look of shame on his face, his old face turned red from suppressing it, and he said coyly: "Master... um... can I owe the debt?"
Fang Zheng was stunned, he owed money? Not to mention that since he took over Yizhi Temple, even since he can remember, he has never heard of anyone coming to the temple to pay off debts!
Fang Zheng asked in confusion: "Donor, what do you mean by this?"
Liu Tao's face turned even redder: "That... that... Oops, Master, please wait, I'll be back in a moment."
After saying that, Liu Tao ran out, but after running two steps, he came back, took out a somewhat worn mobile phone and put it at the door, saying: "Master, I will leave my mobile phone here for now, I will pick it up later!"
After saying that, Liu Tao ran away.
Fang Zheng looked confused. What is going on
After a long while, Fang Zheng came back to his senses, looked at the high incense in the Buddhist hall, and then looked at the lonely ten dollars in the merit incense, and suddenly smiled helplessly: "System, can this...can I owe a debt?"
"Ding, money has a price, kindness and sincerity are priceless. What do you think?" the system said.
Fang Zheng smiled: "As expected, it doesn't matter whether I give it or not, so why don't you waive all Gao Xiang's money?"
"The scriptures should not be passed on lightly, and goodwill should not be given lightly. If you give too much, it will no longer be valuable." The system said.
If Fang Zheng realized something, he had read a piece of news on the Internet. Two people were young, one was extremely diligent, and the other was lazy and lazy. The lazy man would never work, but the diligent man would always help him with housework and work. The lazy man was very grateful at first and regarded the other party as his best friend. But this care lasted for seven or eight years, and gradually the lazy people got used to it... Then one day, the diligent man didn't come to the lazy man's house for two days. The lazy man was so hungry that he went to look for the diligent man. As a result, when I saw a diligent person falling in love, I suddenly became angry and cursed: "You don't come to take care of me, but you are fooling around here?" Then he picked up a kitchen knife and chopped the other person seriously...
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng sighed. It's okay to be a good person, but you can't use kindness to spoil a person. Otherwise, it's not good, it's fostering evil.
Fang Zheng looked at the mobile phone placed at the door again, shook his head helplessly, and thought to himself: "This man is still real. I am afraid that the poor monk will think that he will run away, so I put the mobile phone down by myself. Is it considered a pledge?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and didn't touch the phone. He sat under the bodhi tree and waited slowly.
Monkey looked at Fang Zheng, then at the mobile phone in Fang Zheng's hand, and then at the mobile phone at the door. He became a little curious and leaned over to touch it.
"Monkey, you can move things that are yours, but you can't move things that are not yours." Fang Zheng's voice suddenly sounded.
Monkey pursed his lips and retracted his hand, but kept his eyes on the phone. Apparently his curiosity was not so easy to suppress. Although Fang Zheng has always had a mobile phone, he only watched Fang Zheng play with it, and the idea of having a mobile phone of his own was still very tempting. But thinking about Fang Zheng's words, I could only shake my head, take a look, and forget about it.
(End of chapter)