Therefore, morning bells and evening drums are very important to a temple. The Yizhi Temple also had a broken bell, but it was so broken that it could no longer ring. It was later thrown away by the system. Fang Zheng also complained at the time, because in Fang Zheng's opinion, a temple without morning bells and evening drums is like a temple without a main hall. It lacks many iconic things, and he always feels that something is missing.
Now that the bell is back, is the drum still far behind
In addition, the clock is a large item. It is impossible for the system to only give one bell but not the bell tower, right? If given to Bell Tower, Fang Zheng smiled...
So Fang Zheng asked: "System, is there a bell tower?"
However…
"Of course!" the system said.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he immediately became excited and shouted, "Yes?"
"No!" The system gasped.
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and almost slapped himself twice. This damn system, he almost forgot about the frequent gasping for air.
"However, don't be sad. The bell I gave you is not an ordinary bell. It is the main bell on a small peak at the foot of Lingshan Mountain. I picked it for you to use. This bell has a special characteristic. Every time it rings, Once, the bell tower where it is located will be strengthened. If you knock it for thousands of years, the bell tower... tsk tsk... the earth will explode, and the bell tower will be fine," the system said.
Fang Zheng grinned and said: "Stop talking about this, return the bell tower... Do you think I can afford to build the bell tower? You took all the money, will I use you to build the bell tower?" Fang Zheng was really helpless, poor in one word, It's okay if you don't touch it, but if you touch it, the rest will be sad and helpless. Fang Zheng also thought about using his magical powers to build one himself, but temples also have temple rules. This was what he learned from the Lingshan version of the Diamond Sutra. The best temple is definitely not built by yourself! Rather, it was donated by believers! It represents the affirmation of the world and can gather merit. Every time you knock it, it will be of great benefit to you. If you build it yourself, it is just a mortal object, just a decoration.
Therefore, although Fang Zheng complained in his mouth, he already had an idea in his heart, wait... What if a rich man donates a bell tower to him one day
But now...
"No more nonsense, would you like to accept the morning bell now, or talk about it later?" the system asked.
Fang Zheng made a loud noise and said, "Take it now!"
The next moment, a ball of Buddha's light fell down. It was as big as a palm. Fang Zheng caught it with one hand. There was a small bell as big as a thumb in the Buddha's light. It was very delicate, but if you look closely, it seemed to have countless scriptures on it. It was simple and majestic. It's so brilliant that when you look at it, you feel like you're not seeing a bell, but a world and a Buddha! There is infinite Zen in the majesty and solemnity!
At the same time, a piece of information flashed in Fangzheng's mind: "The Yongle Bell [has been consecrated] was cast in the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. In the thirty-fifth year of Wanli (1607), the bell was moved to Wanshou Temple to enjoy worldly incense and royal tribute. Later it was Zen Master Tuoshan entered Lingshan and recast it with gold and copper from Lingshan, making it larger and heavier than the original body. The bell is 8 meters high, and the thickness of the bell wall varies. The thickest part is 235 mm and the thinnest part is 103 mm. It weighs about 64 tons. . There are 327,000 words of scriptures cast all over the inside and outside of the bell! All the words are written by the Bodhisattva himself. They are ancient and powerful, natural and natural, and are engraved with the aftertaste of the great road. In addition to being infectious, the bell also has beautiful music. If hit lightly, the sound will be crisp and melodious, reverberating for three minutes; if hit hard, the sound will be powerful and loud, lasting up to eight minutes, and can be heard for hundreds of miles around. The sound of the bell can "awaken the world's famous and wealthy people, It brings back the charming dream of suffering. ""
"Ding! Do you want to put down the Yongle Bell now?" the system suddenly asked.
Fang Zheng subconsciously wanted to put it down, but he immediately realized something and hurriedly said, "Don't let it go! Wait until I find a suitable place!"
It’s a joke that once a 64-ton weight is put down, the earth will shake. In the entire Yizhi Temple, except for Hong Hai'er who had recovered his magic power, no one could move it at all. It would be troublesome to move it again. The heaviest thing in the Yizhi Temple is also the first thing that can be handled. Of course, Fang Zheng has to place it himself.
"Okay, you can do whatever you want. Just let me know when you need to release it." The system is easy to talk to.
Fang Zheng was very satisfied with this, but he immediately began to worry. The Yizhi Temple was not big, and there was almost no place where a big bell could be placed! Where should I put such a big clock? This is indeed a nerve-wracking question!
Just when Fang Zheng was worried, Fang Zheng's cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Fatty!
"Master, thank you for your guidance last time. I sent you a little trick. I can't get through now. I'll report in on time in a few days!" After the fat man finished speaking, he laughed. There was a mess on the other side of the phone. I don't know what he is doing.
Just as Fang Zheng was about to say something, the call was cut off.
"What on earth did this guy give? Is it so mysterious?" Fang Zheng was full of doubts.
There was no words all night, but at dawn the next day, there was a knock on the door.
As soon as Fang Zheng opened it, he saw Wang Yougui standing at the door panting, asking: "Abbot Fang Zheng, your things are down the mountain, can you get them up?"
Fang Zheng was stunned: "What?"
"Stones, wood, bricks, and a group of masons and carpenters." Wang Yougui said.
Fang Zheng said in astonishment: "What do you mean?"
"They said a benefactor donated a bell tower to Yizhi Temple, and they were responsible for building the bell tower." When Wang Yougui said this, he asked curiously: "You don't know?"
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was immediately ecstatic! It's true that whatever is missing comes, he smiled and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk knows that the donor called the poor monk yesterday, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly. Let them come up quickly, it's very hot at the foot of the mountain."
Wang Yougui laughed loudly and said: "Look at how anxious you are, I have already asked someone to help you transport it to the mountain. But you also know that although our mountain road has been built, it is not easy to move so many stones and wood up." project."
Fang Zheng nodded repeatedly, then quickly turned around and called: "Jing Dharma, Jing Zhen, Jing Xin, you are looking after the house, and you have gone down the mountain to carry things for me."
After saying that, Fang Zheng ran away quickly. Seeing this, Wang Yougui laughed and scolded: "You guy, pay attention to your image, eminent monk!"
Fang Zheng waved his hand. He had grown up watching him. He no longer had to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf in front of Wang Yougui. What's more, he was really happy, so there was no need to hold back or hold it back. Moreover, the system seems to be becoming more and more indulgent to him. In the past, various requirements were made to allow him to maintain the image of a monk. but now…
But when Fangzheng thought about it, although he was different from most eminent monks, what he did was not necessarily wrong. It was enough to follow his heart and have kind thoughts. Unlike him in the early days, when he was vulgar, like a monkey who had just come down the mountain, he was naughty and ignorant. Even though he was not bad, he was definitely not related to the monks.
(End of chapter)