Fang Zheng took out the sledge again, put it on the reluctant lone wolf, and drove all the way! oh! In the sound, the wolf pulled the sledge.
At night, Fang Zheng opened WeChat again, chatted casually with Fang Yunjing, Ma Juan, Zhao Datong and others for a while, and then fell asleep.
There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, Fang Zheng continued his daily routine, eating and cleaning the Buddhist hall, which was quite leisurely.
But soon, the tranquility was interrupted by the sound of footsteps. When Fang Zheng raised his head, his brows suddenly furrowed. Li Fengxian was here again!
"Little monk, I'm here again." As soon as Li Fengxian saw Fang Zheng, she suddenly beamed.
Fang Zheng stood up, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, female donor, are you paying homage to the Buddha today, or are there other matters?"
Li Fengxian shook his head and said, "Today I'm here to thank Master for saving my life."
How could Fang Zheng believe it? If it was really a life-saving grace, the system would have rewarded him long ago and even used this woman to come to thank him. Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "The poor monk just did it casually, and there is no kindness at all."
Li Fengxian said: "That's not possible. If you hadn't asked someone to take me down the mountain yesterday, my old habit would have been fatal. So, no matter what, I have to thank you personally today."
Fang Zheng said: "Amitabha, the donor's words are serious."
"You little monk, why are you so unhappy? Then you won't be curious, how can I thank you?" Li Fengxian rolled her beautiful eyes, as if her eyes could speak. She thought that even a man should understand what he meant. That makes sense!
Fang Zheng only saw Li Fengxian's eyes beating, as if there was a generator installed inside, and streams of electric light shot through, making his heart beat faster. Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "Just let it happen. Gains and losses are not important to me." But he said in his heart: "Aren't you tired if you just talk and don't practice? If you want to give money or do something, you should be happy...wait to die. Let’s go home.”
"You monk, why are you so ignorant of style? How about you take a guess?" Li Fengxian asked with a peach blossom face.
Fang Zheng immediately gave her a fair hair on the back of his head, turned around and left, thinking to himself: "The Sajia Temple has not been cleaned yet. There are a lot of things waiting for me. I don't have time to guess with you..." He said: "Donor, please be patient. Guess, I still have something to do, so I’ll leave first.”
"You... little monk, stop!" Li Fengxian shouted anxiously.
Fang Zheng turned around and asked, "Is there anything else wrong with the female donor?"
"Little monk, I heard that your temple is quite efficacious." Li Fengxian asked.
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Any temple can be effective if you are sincere. However, this temple only has the Guanyin Temple. If you ask for a child, put incense inside and pray sincerely, it will be efficacious. If you don't ask for a child, there is no point in going in."
Li Fengxian was speechless for a while. She also wanted to get closer by praying to Buddha or something. As a result, there was only one Guanyin statue inside. What was she doing there? She doesn't want children...
But Li Fengxian immediately said: "Little monk, let me tell you the truth, I have encountered a big problem in my life, and I want you to help me solve my doubts. What do you think?"
Fang Zheng shook his head decisively. He himself was full of doubts, but he still wanted to help others solve their doubts? Isn’t this funny! So Fang Zheng said: "The poor monk's cultivation is still shallow, so I'm afraid he won't be able to help the donor. If nothing happens, the poor monk will leave first."
"Wait, why are you so anxious? I haven't said anything about my matter yet, how do you know you can't help me? As the saying goes, bystanders know better, maybe you can? Do you really want me to continue to be sad and eventually go to a dead end? "Speaking of the dead end, Li Fengxian pinched her lower back secretly, and her eyes burst into tears. I felt pity for him.
Fang Zheng didn't know that Li Fengxian was using a trick that made people cry, so just listen to it.
So Fang Zheng and Li Fengxian sat down again, but what made Li Fengxian depressed was that the poor people in this temple could only sit on stones, which was really depressing. It was cold all day yesterday, and it’s still cold today. I’m not happy!
Li Fengxian said: "Little monk, I am so miserable..." Then he looked at Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng remained motionless.
Li Fengxian continued: "Hey, I lost my mother when I was young, and my father sold me. You can't imagine that when I was ten years old, my father took me to go to the market. Then there was a man in the market. He sold me in a small street! I still remember clearly that I cried so hard that my voice became hoarse, and I kept begging him not to sell me. I cried... and cried...
Later I cried and fainted. In the dream, I saw my father coming back and taking me home. At that time, I really didn’t hate him, but I was so happy.
But when I woke up, I found that that was not the case. I was sold! I'm really sold! Sold by my biological father!
The person who bought me was an old single man in the city... Fortunately, the old man had no intention of raising me as a child bride. But if I am raised as a daughter, my future life will not be too miserable. I just haven’t gone to school and I don’t have new clothes to wear.
When I was fourteen, the old man got seriously ill and left after all the family's money was spent.
I buried him, and then... I was walking down the street alone. I didn’t know where to go. Later, I met the noble person in my life. Although she was not a good person, she taught me how to survive as a woman.
I survived using the methods she taught. Although I lived a somewhat miserable life and was looked down upon by others, I still survived.
Little monk, let me tell you the truth, I lied to you, I am not a doctor. I'm... never mind, I don't even have the nerve to say it myself.
I know, you are clean and I am dirty, but you look down on me. I don’t expect you to look down on me, anyway, no one in this world looks up to me... I even look down on myself. But I want to live... until one day I see that ruthless guy again and give him a middle finger! Tell him with actions that I can still live without him! "
Speaking of this, Li Fengxian was stunned. This was not what she originally planned to say. The story she had made up a long time ago was not used and went off topic. But when she looked at the calm, smiling, and spotless monk in front of her, she felt calm for no reason. Some of the impetuosity in my heart immediately dissipated... Thinking about my past life, I felt sad and tears fell down.
Fang Zheng sighed and pronounced a Buddhist chant: "Took a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it over."
"Handkerchief?" Li Fengxian was stunned. Does anyone still know how to use a handkerchief in this era
Fang Zheng said: "This is the only thing left by the poor monk's parents to the poor monk. The poor monk doesn't even know who his parents are. He was raised by the old monks in this temple since he was a child. He eats hundreds of meals and sleeps on hundreds of beds. However, The poor monk knows one thing. The reason why trees grow taller than grass is because they long for sunlight. The reason why flowers are more beautiful than grass is because they want to become more beautiful and let more people appreciate themselves. The poor monk has never been to school. "Xue, this is what my master said, or my father said it. Today, I give it to you."
PS: Thanks to the new leader [Dog of the North] for the reward. I will add an update today and will send it out at 6 o'clock.
(End of chapter)