In the days that followed, Yizhi Mountain became quiet again, but Fang Zheng was a little confused. In the past, everyone had very clear goals for going up the mountain, either to ask for a child, for safety or other things, or to dig bamboo shoots directly. But in the past two days, everyone who comes to the mountain will basically come to Yizhi Temple to burn incense sticks first, and then dig bamboo shoots.
Fang Zheng was puzzled. When he saw Yang Ping going up the mountain, he immediately grabbed him and asked, "Donor, why do you burn incense first and then dig bamboo shoots every time you go up the mountain?"
"Master Fangzheng, don't you know about this?" Yang Ping was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
Fang Zheng said: "What does this poor monk know?"
Yang Ping smiled even more happily: "The result of Song Ergou's propaganda at the foot of the mountain, saying that Zhou Wu went up the mountain to disrespect the Buddha and dug bamboo shoots. As a result, he was punished by the Buddha and had black moles all over his face. This happened to eight villages in ten miles. Everyone has seen it and knows it. People are sometimes afraid whether they have done something wrong or not. So everyone goes up the mountain to worship Buddha first, and then digs bamboo shoots to have peace of mind."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was immediately speechless. He didn't expect that by cleaning up Zhou Wu, he would actually light up the incense in Yizhi Temple.
Yang Ping said: "Master Fangzheng, is the matter about Zhou Wu really the wrath of the Buddha?"
Fangzheng put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor, what do you think?"
After saying that, Fang Zheng turned around and left. This kind of thing cannot be explained clearly, and the more you explain, the more troublesome it becomes. It is better to pretend to be mysterious and let everyone guess for themselves. Anyway, fearing gods is not a bad thing in the first place, only when you know you are afraid will you be afraid. What is truly terrifying are those who are fearless and fearless.
Now that he figured out the problem of incense in the temple, Fang Zheng didn't think too much and just went back to the temple to do whatever he wanted to do. Under the irrigation of Buddhist scriptures, the crystal rice grew stronger and stronger, and the crystal rice field naturally failed to hide it. Wang Yougui and Tan Juguo both came here. They are people who have eaten crystal rice. They know that this crystal rice tastes so good that it makes people want to bite off their tongues.
Tan Juguo asked Fangzheng again about the planting method. Fangzheng had no choice but to let Tan Juguo watch how he planted crystal rice. Seeing that Fangzheng chanted sutras day and night so that the crystal rice grew, Tan Juguo immediately gave up the idea. After listening to Fang Zheng's scriptures, he felt peaceful from the heart and full of Buddha nature. This is not some audio-visual product, or just asking someone to read a few sentences.
After getting rid of Tan Juguo and Wang Yougui's thoughts, Fang Zheng had solved a major problem.
But soon, trouble came again.
That day, at night, Fang Zheng couldn't sleep, so he took Lone Wolf, Red Boy, Squirrel, and Monkey for a walk on the mountain. Looking at the stars in the sky, he sighed: "The earth is so big, and the stars are even more invisible." To the side, in the vast starry sky, human beings are really too small."
The monkey, lone wolf, and squirrel nodded, feeling that Fang Zheng's emotion was quite impressive!
However, Hong Hai'er, who was so annoying, grinned and said: "Bah, you vast starry sky. If I regain my magical powers, I can go to heaven and earth, and my life span is infinite. There will always be a time when I finish exploring." At this point, Hong Hai'er's eyes rolled. He turned around and said with a smile: "Master, have you flown before?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "I am just an ordinary person. Of course I have never flown before. But flying is no longer a problem for humans. Aircraft have already solved the problem of flying."
"I'm talking about physical flight, not relying on those foreign things." Honghai'er said.
Fang Zheng's heart trembled. Everyone has the dream of flying to the sky, and Fang Zheng is no exception. Although airplanes can fly, is the flight of an airplane comparable to physical flight? What's more, he has never done anything on a plane!
Seeing that Fang Zheng was tempted, Red Boy immediately shouted: "Master, look, you have returned my magical power, and my disciple will take you to fly, how about it?"
Fang Zheng was really moved and flew to the sky!
Fang Zheng was thinking about it and walked to the edge of the cliff. He looked at the majestic and undulating mountains in the distance under the night sky, running through the north and south like a crouching dragon. Countless pride suddenly rose in Fang Zheng's heart, and he wanted to fly over and take a look.
Hong Hai'er immediately said: "Master, if my disciple regains his supernatural power, he can come and go freely in those mountains. Master, whatever he wants to see and where he wants to go, it will be easy! If nothing else, just point to the temple. Who will do it in the future?" If you dare to come and blow your hair, my disciple will slap you to death... Ahem, the slap will make him understand the true meaning of being a human being!"
Fang Zheng glanced at Hong Boy, smiled slightly and said, "Disciple, do you know why my master didn't give you magical powers?"
Hong Hai'er said: "Master is afraid that the disciple will have magical powers and run away?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "The sky is big and the earth is big. No matter how great your magical powers are, you will come back obediently as soon as I recite sutras for my teacher. The poor monk will not give you magical powers, but just let you experience the feeling of being a human being and experience all kinds of life, joy, anger, sorrow and joy." , instead of always being your king of the mountain, only knowing that you are happy and happy, and not caring about the life and death of others. Everything in the world has its own life, its own life, and its own fun. If you understand these things, your life will be better. It becomes more interesting. Don’t you think your life is too boring if you just keep fighting and killing?”
Hong Hai'er looked like he was accepting the teachings humbly, but in his heart he disagreed: "It's a bullshit life. With supernatural powers, I can do whatever I want. That's great freedom! Great freedom! God explores the fun of ants? Leisure My balls hurt!"
Fang Zheng also knew that it was impossible to convince Hong Hai'er with just a few words. He was not in a hurry and was about to teach Hong Hai'er a life lesson when suddenly the sound of gongs was heard from below. At the same time, accompanied by people's shouts, the light of flashlights, and burning torches. Then I heard a beast roar...
When Fang Zheng heard this, he shouted: "Oops, the wild boars are coming down the mountain again!"
Behind Yizhi Mountain is Tongtian Mountain. Tongtian Mountain is not an independent peak like Yizhi Mountain, but a large contiguous mountain. Tongtian Mountain belongs to the Changbai Mountain System and is full of deep mountains and old forests. In the past, there were still hunters who would go into the mountains to hunt, but as guns were closed across the country, there were not many people willing to go into the mountains. Generally speaking, the deep mountains that villagers refer to are the two outermost hills of Tongtian Mountain, and they will never go further in. But for most people, this is indeed a deep mountain.
Because of national protection, Tongtian Mountain has basically not been developed, and not many people go in to disturb the peace of the animals inside. In addition, in recent years, tigers have been almost invisible, wolves have run into it, and black blind men only appear occasionally, so the outer area has become the world of one kind of creature - wild boar!
When he was young, Fang Zheng also joined the villagers in blocking wild boars, and the villagers' methods of dealing with wild boars also changed along the way. In the earliest days, villagers still had double-barreled shotguns. At that time, when wild boars came down and encountered experienced hunters, they basically came to deliver food. But there are only a few hunters like that. These wild boars roll in the mud every day, rub their skin on the pine trees, get covered with pine resin, and then apply a layer of mud, then rub it with grease, and then another layer of mud, layer by layer. A mobile heavy armored infantry, wearing body armor, most people can't do anything with them, watching the crops are harmed.
(End of chapter)