Thinking of this, he looked at Fang Zheng in awe, but he said nothing and went down the mountain with the bucket without Fang Zheng urging him.
The monkey scratched his head, stood at the door, looked at Zhou Wu who ran all the way down the mountain, and asked Fang Zheng curiously: "Master, is this guy too active? Could it be that he was sneaking around and ran away with our bucket? ? That’s the only big barrel we have.”
Fang Zheng was stunned. Thinking about it, this bucket was really valuable. But when he thought about Zhou Wu, he smiled and shook his head and said, "He won't. He will get more energetic the harder he works."
"Really or not..." Monkey didn't believe it, so he squatted at the door and waited. He wanted to see how many buckets this man could insist on picking.
This time, General Zhou filled up both buckets of water, gritted his teeth, carried it up the mountain, and poured it into the Buddha vat. Then he immediately looked at the Buddha vat. Sure enough, another black mole on his face was missing, just the size of a small fingernail. ! In other words, two full buckets of water can eliminate a mole the size of a small fingernail! Half a bucket can remove half a mole the size of a fingernail.
After figuring everything out, Zhou Wu, who was originally tired and felt like he couldn't use his legs and feet, immediately became energetic and rushed out without saying a word carrying the bucket. The speed could bring a gust of wind.
The monkey scratched his head and muttered: "Is carrying water really addictive? No way?"
As time went by, villagers began to come up the mountain, some to dig bamboo shoots, and some to worship Buddha. However, when they saw Zhou Wu, their eyes suddenly became strange. Everyone is familiar with Zhou Wu, who digs bamboo randomly and has a black mole on his face. It has been spread for a long time.
Suddenly they saw Zhou Wu carrying water up and down the mountain. Everyone looked at each other and talked quietly.
"You see, it's this guy. He was very ferocious yesterday, but today he came to fetch water obediently. Tsk tsk... Look at the black hair on his face, it's retribution."
"What people do, God is watching. Doing less immoral things is the right thing to do."
"There is a god in your head, and you have to be responsible for everything you do..."
When Zhou Wu heard this, his old face turned green and red. Fortunately, the black moles and hair on his face made it invisible to others. Zhou Wu had the intention to go back, but when he thought about the consequences of his previous cruelty, he gave up the idea completely. Carry water honestly and pretend that you didn't hear anything others said.
Ge Yan at the foot of the mountain waited with her children for a long time but did not see Zhou Wu coming down the mountain. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and took her children to the mountain to look for someone. On the way, she saw Zhou Wu diving. Ge Yan suddenly became anxious and shouted: " Lao Zhou, what are you doing? Why are you still stirring up water?"
Zhou Wu smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think I think so? Look at my face, is there any change?"
Ge Yan came up to take a look and said in surprise: "There are fewer moles!"
Zhou Wudao: "Yes, if I pick a bucket of water to go up the mountain, the moles will be less. Do you think I can pick this water?"
"But... Isn't this too tiring?" Ge Yan looked at the big bucket and said distressedly.
"Tired? Just be tired. I've been going up and down the mountain many times. I've thought about it for a long time. I've figured out all the things I hadn't thought of before or couldn't figure out. Why did I have to be stupid yesterday? Dig it out. It's just a bamboo shoot, why bother with such a moth? Yesterday I met such a monk with a black mole. What if I meet someone I can't afford to offend now? What if the person with this magical power is not a monk, but A murderer, most of us don't know how to die now. My eldest brother has said before that I have to change my temper. If I continue to fool around like this, even if I have some wealth in the past, I won't be able to survive for long. Ge Yan, what do you think? I think so, am I a little timid, a little grandson? Not a man anymore?" After saying that, Zhou Wu hurried down the mountain.
Ge Yan looked at Zhou Wu's back and suddenly realized that this man was a bit strange, but... she found that she liked him even more!
So Ge Yan hugged Zhou Wenwu and chased after him, saying: "Old Zhou, I noticed that you are acting more manly today! I am also at fault for this matter. If I hadn't been a bit aggressive, I wouldn't have gotten you into trouble. My mother said before However, a good daughter-in-law can stop the war with her own mouth instead of sending her husband to the battlefield. I didn't understand it before, but now I understand... From now on, we will all be fine. Wenwu, you are not allowed to talk to your father in the future. It’s like playing around and being cruel, you know?”
When the little fat man heard this, he nodded repeatedly. His father was already taken care of, so how could he dare to escape
Ge Yan accompanied Zhou Wu to carry water all day long. At the end of the day, less than half of the mole on Zhou Wu's face was gone. The three of them stayed at the foot of the mountain for one night. At dawn the next day, Zhou Wu came up the mountain again. Without Fang Zheng's explanation, he took the initiative to start diving.
It took three days in a row for the mole on Zhou Wu's face to completely disappear.
Three days later, under the Bodhi tree.
Zhou Wu put down the bucket, came to Fang Zheng, bowed and said, "Thank you, Master, for your teaching."
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Everything gained is understood by the donor himself, and the poor monk is just a spectator."
Zhou Wu shook his head and said: "If it hadn't been for the master's guidance, Zhou Wu would still be confused about the eldest son, the second eldest son, and my third son. If this bad temper caused undue disaster to the family in the future, it would be too late to regret it. Yes. The master made Zhou Wu understand a truth. There are gods three feet above the head. There are always people and things in the world that cannot be offended. If you are polite in everything, the sea and the sky will be brighter."
Upon hearing this, Fang Zheng stood up slowly, clasped his hands together, saluted Zhou Wu and said, "Amitabha!"
Zhou Wu took Ge Yan and Zhou Wenwu to burn three sticks of incense in the Buddhist hall, pray for peace, thank Bodhisattva, etc., and then left the temple. Zhou Wu looked back at Yizhi Temple and the white monk under the Bodhi tree. He kept asking: "Master, I have always had a question."
"Give way!" However, Fang Zheng did not speak, and a ferocious voice came from behind. Zhou Wu looked back and saw Hong Hai'er walking over with two large buckets full of water. He subconsciously gave way and stood at Hong Hai'er's feet. With one kick, he soared into the air, crossed the threshold, and walked into the backyard with extremely light steps, without even looking at Zhou Wu the whole time.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Wu smiled bitterly and said, "Master, I have no doubts."
That's right, what Zhou Wu has always wondered is whether Red Boy can stir up those two buckets of water, and whether Fang Zheng knew he would come and deliberately made two big buckets to trick him. Now it seems that he has really thought too much, and at the same time he is even more sure that there are strange people in this temple! The abbot who can make a mole grow on his face, the six- or seven-year-old child who can carry hundreds of pounds of nothing on his shoulders, the monkey monk who has a Zen mind despite being a monkey... all these things become more and more magical the more they think about them.
As a result, when Zhou Wu went down the mountain and stood at the foot of the mountain, when he looked back, he still had the feeling that he was in a mist or a dream, and couldn't tell the difference.
"Honey, tell me, have I been dreaming these three days?" Zhou Wu asked on the way.
"I don't know, I'm a little confused too..." Ge Yan said.
"Dad, Mom, eat bamboo shoots!" Zhou Wenwu sent the bamboo shoots over and ate them deliciously.
The two looked at the bamboo shoots and then at each other, feeling happy at the same time. It seemed like it was not a dream...
(End of chapter)