Fang Zheng readily agreed. He was worried about how to get to the meditation room. He would be happy to have someone guide him.
Arriving at the living area, Yi Xing pointed to a Zen room in front of him and said, "Master Fangzheng, that is your Zen room. That row is where the abbots live. Like us, we all live here." Yi Xing pointed to the houses on the other side.
The Zen rooms where the abbot lives are all separate rooms, while the one where the group lives is Datongpu. This can be considered a preferential treatment...
At this time, Fang Zheng happened to see Jing Xin popping up from the meditation room. Fang Zheng immediately said: "Yixing, I'm a little tired today. I'm going to rest first. We'll talk tomorrow."
The group was tired, so they said goodbye and left. However, when leaving, they did not forget to say mysteriously: "Abbot Fangzheng, if there is a chance, um... can you preach the sutra again?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "If you are destined, I will definitely tell you." Joking, then preaching? If you can't talk about lotus, won't you lose your chain? He wouldn't do this kind of thing. Of course, there must be destiny. As for when it will happen, it’s hard to say...
The group didn't think much about it. They just assumed that Fang Zheng agreed and would talk about it later. Naturally, they were extremely happy and bid farewell to Fang Zheng.
When Fang Zheng saw the group leaving, he quickly ran into his meditation room. As soon as he entered the door, he called out: "Jing Xin, where are our rice balls?"
Hong Hai'er pointed to the package on the kang and said, "Here it is, what's wrong? Master, your eyes are green, are you hungry?"
"What do you think?" Fang Zheng rolled his eyes at Hong Boy, sat on the kang, took out a crystal rice ball and started eating it. There is no comparison, no harm, just eat it and it is simply delicious! At the same time, Fang Zheng once again sympathized with the hard-working kid in the group...
Hong Hai'er came over and said curiously: "Master, the vegetarian food in Xiaguang Temple is very delicious. Why are you so hungry? Does Xiaguang Temple not care about your eating?"
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "No matter, the food is too unpalatable. I thought the one from Yizhi Temple was bad enough, but I didn't expect that Xiaguang Temple was even worse."
Honghai'er said: "I feel like it's okay."
"Okay? Okay, you and my master will go to dinner tomorrow." Fang Zheng said.
Hong Hai'er just thought that all the canteens had the same taste and immediately agreed. He was also curious about what the hell Fang Zheng was.
Fangzheng was also puzzled. The most picky Hong Hai'er actually thought that the food in Xiaguang Temple tasted pretty good. So, could he consider setting up a separate kitchen for Hong Hai'er in the future? In that case, you can save a lot of food...
There was nothing to say all night. The next day, before dawn, Xiaguang Temple was already abuzz with excitement. Countless monks came out one after another to decorate the temple and cook fast meals. In short, everything seemed lively but orderly. Fang Zheng was already used to this, and Baiyun Temple was the same way back then. Only this time there were more people.
Thich Hsing, Hong Jing, Zen Master Hongyan, Zen Master Baiyun and others all woke up, and everyone gathered together to chat about today's events. The place where Ouyang Fenghua and other pilgrims live is the guest house of the temple, which is in the other direction and is separated from the main body of the temple. They will not go into the mountain to participate in prayer activities, but will wait at the bottom of the mountain.
After all, the mountains are full of monks, and it is always bad if some women come in.
After chatting for a while, Fang Zheng saw that he had nothing to do, so he simply asked Hong Boy to go out for a walk. Although part of the mountain where Xiaguang Temple is located has been commercially developed, the air is still fresh. In the early morning, birds are chirping and insects are chirping. Walking on the road makes people feel quite refreshed.
Unfortunately, not long after leaving, as the sun began to rise, there was a noise from the bottom of the mountain, and then the sound became louder and louder. It was obvious that pilgrims had arrived, and they began to gather at the foot of the mountain, and it became noisy with more people. Fang Zheng also arrived at the halfway point of the mountain at this time. There were already futons arranged here, and a large number of pilgrims came to sit down. It was noisy for a while. Seeing Fang Zheng and meeting a monk, these pilgrims greeted each other in a friendly manner, and Fang Zheng returned the greetings one by one.
At this moment, Honghaier said: "Master, look, is the person who distributed the flyers the same person from yesterday?"
Fang Zheng looked up, and sure enough, he saw a man standing at the foot of the mountain handing out flyers to people passing by. Fang Zheng said: "Let's go and have a look."
As a result, Fang straightened his legs and saw several urban management-looking people walking past. The man ran away immediately when he saw this.
There were people in front of Fang Zheng, so it was difficult to chase him. By the time he reached the foot of the mountain, the people had long disappeared. Fang Zheng picked up a flyer and sure enough, the picture on it was exactly the same as what he saw yesterday.
"Master, is his daughter lost? Are you taking advantage of the crowd here to distribute flyers, hoping to find her?" Honghai'er asked.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "I don't know, but the light of his merits is much brighter than the light of karma. He should be a very good person in essence. If I can help him, the poor monk would like to help him, but it's a pity that …”
As the sun rose, the bells on the top of the mountain also rang, and Fang Zheng knew that the Dharma meeting was about to be held. So, I put this matter aside for the time being and went back with Hong Boy.
When Fangzheng walked into the temple, he happened to see Zen Master Xiaguang sitting on a futon with a string of fifty-four Buddhist beads hanging on his head. His whole body looked solemn, with his hands clasped together and his eyes lowered. But he remained silent.
Zen Master Baiyun gave Fang Zheng a wink, and Fang Zheng immediately sat down. His seat was right next to Zen Master Hongyan, and next to it was the Hong Sutra. Fang Zheng almost didn't recognize the remaining monks.
Other monks also sat down one after another, but some subtle discussions also started as Fang Zheng took his seat.
"Who is that little monk?"
"You are the abbot at such a young age?"
"This is too young. Does he have enough Dharma?"
"Hush... I heard that Senior Brother Tongguang was punished to go to the Zhaitang yesterday because he offended this monk."
"What? Is he that Master Fangzheng? I've also heard that yesterday, Senior Brother Tongguang and Zhi Zhi and Zhiyun from Nanfeng Temple teamed up to trick him. As a result, this monk's energy was frightening."
"Yes, Zen Master Hongyan and Zen Master Baiyun both support him, and I heard that he can come because of Zen Master Baiyun's recommendation."
"What is his background? So many abbots are friends with him."
"have no idea… "
Everyone was talking a lot, and Fang Zheng's ears were much better than ordinary people, so he could hear clearly clearly, but Fang Zheng didn't care at all. It was inevitable that there were many famous people. His future is destined not to be limited to a mountain, and with his magical powers, he is also destined to be anything but ordinary. Right and wrong will inevitably revolve around him. If he can't see through and understand such a little twist, he won't have to go down the mountain. He will just die on the mountain.
(End of chapter)