When Fang Zheng and Monkey heard this, they were completely speechless. This guy was simply a slacker who liked to eat, was indolent, and wanted to freeload! The point is, this guy is extremely narcissistic!
Fang Zheng frowned, then stood up, walked over, entered the Buddhist hall, burned incense, kowtowed, and then muttered: "Bodhisattva, please protect this poor monk from becoming a Buddha as soon as possible." At the same time, he cast a dream. Yellow beam, dream!
Hearing this, the man was shocked. Who else would ask for this? Turning his head, the man almost jumped up in fright. The person kneeling next to him turned out to be extremely familiar!
I looked up at the Buddha statue on the Ten Thousand Buddhas amulet, and then at the people next to me. They were exactly the same! The man’s soul is scared to death!
At this time, Fang Zheng turned around and said with a smile, "Donor, do you have any questions?"
"You... you... she..." Pan An pointed at Fang Zheng and then at the Guanyin Bodhisattva on the Ten Thousand Buddhas tablet. He was speechless.
Fang Zheng didn't say anything and waited quietly.
Pan An swallowed and finally summoned up the courage to say, "Are you her?"
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Yes."
"Are you a Bodhisattva?" Pan An exclaimed.
Fang Zheng continued to nod.
Seeing that Fang Zheng had a kind face and that there was no danger, Pan An became bolder and said, "Since you are a Bodhisattva, why do you still seek help from a Bodhisattva? No, why do you still seek help from yourself?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Because the poor monk knows that it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. If you don't work hard yourself, asking for help will be useful? If the poor monk wants to become a Buddha, should he rely on himself or others? Can he rely on it?"
Pan An was stunned...
After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he stood up, left the Buddhist hall, and disappeared into a stream of light. Of course Fang Zheng can't fly, but it's just an illusion. He can fly at will...
Pan An was dumbfounded. If just now he thought he might be dazzled, hallucinating, or being deceived by the cosplayers, now he is completely convinced! Can ordinary people fly? Of course not! Looking back at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Amulet, Pan An was confused, and then asked: "Bodhisattva, are you giving me advice?"
Unfortunately, there was no response on the Ten Thousand Buddhas amulet.
But Pan An still smiled: "Yes, it must be the Bodhisattva who is guiding me! Haha... I knew that I was destined to be extraordinary, and even the Bodhisattva personally came to guide me. The Bodhisattva is optimistic about me, how could I fail?" Well, go back and work hard..." Muttering, Pan An left the Buddhist hall, ran out of the temple, and went down the mountain in a hurry.
The monkey stood next to Fangzheng and asked, "Master, why is this guy so awesome?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Some people don't have God in their hearts, but they come to ask for God. Some people have God in their hearts, and they come to ask for God. But they don't know that for things in this world, it's better to ask for help from others than from yourself."
"Master, if you say that, then why do you want to build a temple? Why do you need incense? Can everyone just go back and beg themselves?" The monkey scratched his head and asked in confusion.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Seeking oneself is the best policy, seeking God is the middle policy, and giving up is the worst policy. It is precisely because there are too many people in the world who don't know how to seek oneself and work hard and are confused, that's why there are today's gods and Buddhas in temples who don't know how to seek oneself. The only other option is to ask gods and Buddhas. At least hope is still there. The existence of gods and Buddhas is to give people hope. At any time, if you ask gods and Buddhas, they will stand by your side and listen to your ups and downs. And use his way to relieve the sorrow in the heart and share the happiness. Otherwise, when all sentient beings are confused, cannot see hope, and no one can understand, it is easy to reach a dead end."
"Then...then if everyone is seeking for themselves, wouldn't it mean that gods and Buddhas are useless?" Monkey asked worriedly.
Fang Zheng laughed loudly and said: "Everyone is seeking for themselves. The world is a spiritual mountain, and all living beings are Buddhas. Why is it useless to say it? All virtues such as clear mind, insight, and perseverance are awakened from people's hearts. All living beings are Buddhas. That’s the golden age.”
The monkey suddenly understood, clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha, my disciple has been taught."
Fang Zheng patted the monkey's head and returned to the Buddhist hall to chant sutras with satisfaction.
The days passed by, eating fast, chanting sutras, fetching water and farming, living leisurely and contentedly. However, on this day, Fang Zheng received an invitation from Xiaguang Temple.
Although Xiaguang Temple is not the largest temple in Jilin Province, it is also a famous temple. The temple has a history of hundreds of years and has experienced changes in dynasties but has never declined. Xiaguang Temple is located on Changbai Mountain. It is also one of the few large temples built on Changbai Mountain.
Although they are all located in the Changbai Mountains, Changbai Mountains are also divided into broad and narrow senses. Changbai Mountain in the narrow sense refers to the southwest corner of Changbai Mountain, where the main peak of Changbai Mountain is located. In a broad sense, Changbai Mountain spans the three northeastern provinces, and is the general name for the eastern mountainous areas of Northeast China. It starts from the northern foothills of the Wanda Mountains in the north and extends to Laotieshan Mountain in the Qianshan Mountains in the south. It is about 1,300 kilometers long and 400 kilometers wide from east to west. It is the source of Yalu River, Tumen River and Songhua River.
Xiaguang Temple is located in the Changbai Mountains in Guangxi, the northeasternmost part of Jilin Province. If Fangzheng wants to go there, it will take two days and two nights by car. If you transfer from Heishan City to Gulin City and then take the high-speed rail, it will be faster. But it costs more money...
Fang Zheng was sitting at the door of the temple, looking at the invitation in his hand with a depressed look on his face. Not to mention the high-speed rail, the car fare is not even enough!
Just as Fangzheng was feeling depressed, a voice suddenly came to his mind: "Is this an invitation from Xiaguang Temple?"
Fang Zheng was stunned and looked up, only to see a girl staring with big watery eyes, looking curiously at the invitation in Fang Zheng's hand. This girl is no stranger. She is Ouyang Fenghua, the daughter of the calligrapher Ouyang Huazai who had a calligraphy competition with Fang Zheng. A crisp ponytail, a yellow T-shirt, cropped denim pants, and canvas shoes. There are no unnecessary modifications. It is very simple and refreshing, but it is invincible in its youthfulness and vitality. A pair of big eyes, very bright, with very long eyelashes, flickering and very attractive.
"Amitabha, it turns out to be Donor Ouyang." Fang Zheng stood up, clasped his hands together, and said hello.
"Oh, Master, you are too polite and too old-fashioned. This is not the impression I have of you." Ouyang Fenghua winked playfully with his big eyes.
Fangzheng smiled and asked, "What does the poor monk look like in the donor's eyes?"
"Although he looks a bit old-fashioned, he is still quite an interesting person. At least he is not old-fashioned." Ouyang Fenghua wanted to say that he was sunny, handsome, and a bit elf-like, but he was afraid that Fang Zheng would be unhappy when he said this, so he changed it.
Fang Zheng smiled slightly. He really couldn't refute Ouyang Fenghua's evaluation, because he was really not a rigid person. He is a master before others and an ordinary person after others. He is always the master of mischief and mischief.
"Thank you for the compliment, donor." Fang Zheng replied.
"Don't thank me back and forth, and don't call me donor. We are so familiar, just call me by my name. My name is Ouyang Fenghua. Everyone calls me Fenghua." Ouyang Fenghua said playfully.
Fang Zheng thought for a while and replied: "I have met Donor Ouyang."
(End of chapter)