Yimiao shook his head and said: "Brother Abbot said, it doesn't matter who is in charge. It is a good thing for those of us who practice Buddhism to be less disturbed by external things. What's more, the Nanyue Buddhist Association is presided over by people from many temples. Since they are all We are offering incense to the Buddha and praying for peace for the world, so why should we fight for this?"
Fang Zheng put his hands together and said, "Amitabha."
As a little money-lover, Fang Zheng admired the abbot of Shangfeng Temple for being able to put down such a huge financial temptation, face it calmly, and practice Buddhism with peace of mind. At least, if it were Fang Zheng, he would try his best to get it back.
When you walk into the Zhurong Hall, you will see Zhurong God. Surrounded by Buddhist and Taoist gods and Buddha statues, it is true that Buddhism and Taoism are melted into one furnace, regardless of you and me.
There was an endless stream of tourists waiting to worship Buddha in the main hall. Seeing this, Fang Zheng finally understood why incense was burned outside. There was really no place to burn incense inside.
After leaving the main hall, Yi Miao invited Fang Zheng to come back to Shangfeng Temple to sit there, but Fang Zheng counted the time and declined. There is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever, not to mention that he is really worried that something will happen to the mountain if he leaves Yizhi Temple for too long. After all, Hong Hai'er is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Fang Zheng is not on the mountain. He is really afraid that the roof of the house will be lifted by this naughty kid when he returns. What's more, there is an old bastard salted fish...
Master Yimiao chatted with Fang Zheng all night, climbed the mountain to watch the sunrise, and climbed to the top of Zhurong Hall. He was really tired. Fang Zheng couldn't bear to disturb him anymore, so he led Lone Wolf down the mountain with Yi Miao's reluctant eyes.
As soon as they left, one person and one wolf were stunned, because...
"Master, have you forgotten something important?" Lone Wolf looked at Fang Zheng with a sad face.
Fang Zheng rubbed his belly awkwardly and said, "It seems... I forgot to have breakfast."
"Master, is it still too late to go back and eat now?" Lone Wolf asked.
Fang Zheng said: "I'm sorry for you, but I'm sorry to be a teacher. Okay, don't say anything else, save your strength, and let's go beg for alms after we get down from the mountain."
The lone wolf was speechless and looked at the sky. Sure enough, following Fang Zheng, he would not worry about going hungry! I can't live this day!
At the same time, pointing to the mountain, Honghaier returned the phone to a pilgrim, clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha, thank you so much, donor."
"Haha, little master, you are too polite. But your master is really good, he has medical skills, and he is a kind person. When he returns to Yizhi Temple, we will definitely come to see him again." A girl smiled, and then waved to Hong Boy. Say goodbye and go down the mountain.
Hong Hai'er stepped on his toes to see them off, and when they walked away, he chuckled and said, "Master is really a monk who holds grudges. If someone leaves a message, he will find a way to get it back."
Wow...
Salted fish emerged from the Tianlong Pond and asked curiously: "That thief Bald... Ahem, what did the master do again?"
Hong Hai'er likes the curious eyes of Xianyu and others. Only at this moment can his fourth junior brother feel like a senior brother. Don't you understand? Come on, come on, senior brother will tell you, haha...
Hong Hai'er felt a little proud and sat cross-legged on the Naihe Bridge, saying: "Master almost only insulted people when he went out this time..."
Then Hong Hai'er told the story of Fang Zheng Anton's denunciation of Master Wuwei Wuji and his denunciation of Hua Kai on the Internet. As soon as he started speaking, squirrels and monkeys also came over. There were more listeners, and Red Boy's speech became more motivated.
When Hong Hai'er finished speaking, he saw Xianyu glanced at his mouth with disdain, lying on the water and blowing spray. Hong Hai'er raised his eyebrows and asked Xianyu curiously: "Xianyu, you have been with the Buddha for the longest time. If someone said that it takes three thousand years to kneel before the Buddha, what would the Buddha do?"
Xianyu rolled his eyes and said, "I guess I'll be slapped to death..."
"Uh, Buddha is so fierce?" The squirrel was startled.
Xianyu shook his head and said, "I'm joking, but don't tell me, there are people who can't afford to kneel in front of the Buddha for three thousand years."
"Oh? It's really true? Oh my god, I've been kneeling for three thousand years. How sincere is this? Did the Buddha help him?" The monkey was also curious.
Xianyu shook his head and said, "No."
"Why?" The squirrel complained a little for the kneeling person.
Xianyu said: "Please, I haven't worked hard for three thousand years, but I'm kneeling there begging for help and waiting for good luck to come from heaven. If I can succeed, then people in this world will stop doing anything and just kneel there and pray to Buddha." It is estimated that the real Buddha will be exhausted to death... If the Buddha helped, he would not be a Buddha. I cannot repeat what the Buddha said, but the general meaning is: how long you kneel does not mean how sincere you are. The real sincerity is to put the Buddha Keep it in your heart, and then keep working hard towards the goal. Only then will the Buddha secretly help you, and those who want to get something for nothing, just kneel down! The floor doesn't cost money anyway."
When the squirrel heard this, he was immediately speechless.
The monkey was lost in thought.
Red Boy touched his chin and muttered: "That seems to be the case..."
On the way down from Hengshan Mountain, the sky began to get darker and darker. As a cold wind blew, crystal snowflakes began to fall from the sky. But this was the south after all, and the snowflakes quickly turned into water after falling. Then, the original snowflakes turned into sleet, and combined with the strong wind, the whole world seemed to be filled with a bone-chilling chill.
Unknowingly, Fang Zheng accelerated his pace down the mountain. Entering Hengyang County, there was a long street filled with incense sellers. After turning a few corners, Fang Zheng finally saw some restaurants and some stalls on the roadside. There were still tourists coming and going on the road, but Fang Zheng and Lone Wolf seemed a bit different and abrupt...
"Master, which family are you going to marry?" Lone Wolf urged with a little excitement.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he looked twice. This is a good question because he was also thinking about it. As mentioned before, Fang Zheng's alms area since childhood was Yizhi Village. When he left Yizhi Village, his face instantly changed from as thick as a city wall to as thin as a piece of paper.
Now facing this completely unfamiliar environment, Fang Zheng sighed in his heart: "If I knew who to attack, would I still need you to urge me? Sure enough, this world is for thick-skinned people. It's hard for a thin-skinned person like me to do it." ah… "
Just as Fang was wondering whether to enter a large hotel or a small restaurant, two people walked past Fang Zheng and Lone Wolf. One of the men in an orange down jacket whispered: "Old Chang, have you found the target?"
Lao Chang, who was wearing a blue down jacket, said with a smile: "Nonsense, do you think I am like you who only eat and play all day long? If I keep fooling around like this, I will drink the northwest wind sooner or later. There is an old lady in front of me. She has been there these days. She must have a hard time with her eyes when setting up a stall. I see her looking at things almost glued to them. She also has a one or two-year-old child with her, hehe... "
(End of chapter)