The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

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"Master, you are so amazing, you seem to know everything." Squirrel opened his mouth and said with admiration.

Honghai'er hummed, "It would be even better if you don't look at your phone under the table."

Fang Zheng raised his hand and shouted: "You, get out!"

Red Boy immediately went out in despair.

When Fang Zheng saw that Hong Boy, the troublemaker, had gone out, he coughed twice, secretly put away his mobile phone, and said seriously: "I have said so much, so do any of you know that besides dragon boat racing, do you know that during the Dragon Boat Festival? , eating rice dumplings, what other activities are there?”

As a result, three big eyes rolled over. The monkey, lone wolf, and squirrel had never been exposed to human society. They were not like Red Boy. They had the physique of a demon king. Even if it was a word they didn't recognize, they could quickly remember it after just two glances. , it feels like flying when used. The point is, Red Boy has the privilege to play with Founder’s mobile phone! They don't have this privilege...

Looking at the three cute little eyes, Fang Zheng felt quite accomplished, cleared his throat, and prepared to start speaking.

Just then, Red Boy's voice came from outside the door: "Master, I know!"

"Oh? Jing Xin, you know? Okay, if you agree, I will let you come in and continue eating." Fang Zheng was also curious. Hong Boy just played with his mobile phone when he had nothing to do. He must have learned a lot, and he was just taking the exam. Test him.

I heard Red Boy outside, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Climb high and admire the chrysanthemums!"

"Get out!" Fang Zheng shouted.

Honghai'er said unconvinced: "Master, am I wrong? Is that what everyone says? Many enthusiastic people also remind you to take soap with you when climbing mountains. If you throw it away well, you can appreciate the chrysanthemums. Otherwise, you will easily be rewarded with chrysanthemums... "

"Get out, get out!" Fang Zheng threw the bowl out. Hong Boy caught it. There was a bowl of rice in it. He immediately smiled and went out happily.

Fangzheng looked at the sky speechlessly and muttered: "The ancients are not angry with me, children are not suitable for surfing the Internet too early!"

After eating, Fang Zheng sat in the cold bamboo forest, reading the scriptures, leisurely and contentedly.

The monkey suddenly ran over and asked curiously: "Master, it's the Dragon Boat Festival, aren't our temple planning some activities? For example, a Dharma assembly or something?"

Fang Zheng smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "I won't hold it anymore. I won't hold any Dharma gatherings in the future."

"Why?" the monkey asked in confusion: "Master, I was ignorant before, but now I have opened my spiritual wisdom and looked through my past memories. Then I remembered that there was a three-day small Dharma conference at Baiyun Temple and a one-week Dharma meeting. A very large Dharma assembly will be held once a month. There are many more pilgrims coming and going every day. The Dharma assembly must have played a big role in making the incense in Baiyun Temple so strong."

Fang Zheng chuckled and said: "I also wanted to hold a big Dharma conference before. Even my master, Zen Master Yi Zhi, expressed his feelings many times. It would be great to hold a big Dharma conference when it would be possible to promote Buddhism. However, Yizhi Zen Master Until the Zen Master passed away, he did not hold a single ceremony. I used to think it was because the temple was not big enough, the manpower was not enough, and the reputation was not bright enough. Recently, I have been studying the scriptures hard and walking down the mountain several times. I kind of understand what Zen Master Yizhi thought. ”

"What do you think?" Monkey asked.

Fang Zheng closed the scripture, placed it in front of the monkey, and said, "If this scripture was placed in front of you, would you read it?"

The monkey scratched his head and said, "If it were normal, I would take a look if I was curious."

"What if I force you to watch it?"

"dont see."

"That's it. Buddhism is not to convince you, but to let you realize it yourself. Once you realize it, practice it. If you don't understand it, why should the poor monk hold you back?" Fang Zheng smiled and continued: "Forcibly If your melon is not sweet, it will naturally arrive when your heart feels it.”

After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he patted his butt and stood up, saying, "Speaking of which, the Dragon Boat Festival is tomorrow, and we have to prepare. Let's go!"

"Master, why are you going?" Monkey asked curiously.

"Pick some Cold Bamboo leaves, and don't throw away the shells of the Cold Bamboo shoots. Save some for me!" Fang Zheng said, and he had already started to pick the most beautiful bamboos near the mother bamboo, which had the best growth.

At this time, Red Boy also came and asked curiously: "Master, are you going to make rice dumplings?"

Fang Zheng said: "Yes, tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, let's make some rice dumplings to eat."

"But, there are no rice dumpling leaves? You don't know how to use these leaves, right?" Honghai'er did not use her mobile phone in vain, and she became more and more aware of this society.

Fang Zheng smiled and said: "The so-called zongzi leaves are actually a general term. Reed leaves are used in the north, and Ruo leaves are used in the south. However, we don't have these two things, so we have to find other ways. It is said that there are some places , use osmanthus bamboo leaves, moon peach leaves, banana leaves, lotus leaves, zongba leaves, bamboo shoot shells, etc. to make rice dumplings. We don’t have these things, but Hanzhu is a big bamboo. The leaves are narrow, long and wide, no worse than those leaves. Use It should be no problem to make rice dumplings. We also have plenty of bamboo shoot shells, so we can still make these rice dumplings."

Hong Hai'er said in astonishment: "There are so many things to say about one rice dumpling leaf..."

"So, you have a lot to learn. Don't look at it. We are already here. Climb the tree with your senior brother. The leaves grow too high. It would be troublesome for me to get two of them. You two go there Come and pick it up, I will help you pick it up. Let’s get it done soon, and let’s start making delicious food soon.” Fang Zheng said.

When Red Boy heard that there was something delicious, he immediately gained strength and climbed up the tree in twos and twos, shouting: "Brother, let's see which one of us is faster!"

When the monkey heard this, he grinned and smiled. How could one compete with this monkey in climbing trees and picking leaves? He smiled and said, "Okay, don't cry if you lose."

"Tch!" Red Boy pouted, not taking it seriously at all, and then jumped up and down, his agility was no worse than that of a monkey. The monkey immediately felt the pressure. The two guys were at full power. Fang Zheng felt that cold bamboo leaves were raining from above his head. They were all over the sky and he couldn't pick them up!

"You two guys, don't do too much! Too much is useless!" Fang Zheng shouted, running around at the same time. At this moment, Fang Zheng really envied Tai Chi and other skills. He remembered that in a classic movie, Tai Chi could gather all the surrounding leaves into a ball. The effect was awesome! And what about him? Is it okay to let him use the powerful King Kong to break open stones? Do you want to do such a delicate job? Apart from adding chaos, Mao has no use!

Fortunately, the lone wolf and the squirrel also heard the noise and ran over. Fangzheng grabbed it with his hands, and the lone wolf bit it with his mouth. Squirrel...

"This way, this way, this one is mine! Oh, it's so big..." The squirrel was instantly covered by a big leaf on its head, and then it climbed out from under it after several humps. However, the little thing who was not convinced still dragged the cold bamboo leaves, raised his chest and raised his head, moved to the edge of the basket, then threw the leaves into the basket, clapped his hands, as if he had done something great. ""

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