With such a magic weapon, as long as you are a monk, there is nothing you wouldn’t want!
When Fang Zheng was watching "Journey to the West" when he was a child, he said to Zen Master Yi Zhi: If I can have such a cassock, I must pass it on and use it well!
As a result, within two days there was a scene where a greedy temple abbot stole a cassock and a black bear spirit came to his door. Fang was so frightened that he had to meditate for several days, fearing that the monster would take notice of him.
But now that Fang Zheng has grown up, is no longer afraid of monsters, and has a system, he naturally has thoughts about the cassock again. Half of the reason why he doesn't buy or make cassocks is because he is looking forward to one day getting rid of the system.
I got this cassock.
Now that his wish has been fulfilled, how can he not be happy? Let alone jumping, it is because the house is not high enough, otherwise he cannot tell how high he can jump...
The point is, he has drawn an imitation of this cassock once, but that imitation was so green that unless there was no one around, he would not wear it even if he was beaten to death! Now he has drawn another one. According to the personality of the system, he will definitely not wear it.
Give him exactly the same one. There’s no need to force it to be square, as long as it’s not green!
So, Fang Zheng calmed down and asked in a low voice: "System, you gave me this cassock before, why do you want another one? Is your cassock factory bankrupt? Are you anxious to sell it domestically?"
"Who told you this was a fake?" the system asked.
Fang Zheng was stunned. Isn't it an imitation? Could it be? Thinking of this, Fang Zheng's heart trembled and he asked tremblingly: "Authentic?"
"Uh-huh!" the system responded.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he laughed three times and wished he could find the system and give him a kiss! He exclaimed in his heart: Big money!
The system continued: "However, this cassock belongs to the Tantan Merit Buddha. He said that only those with great perseverance and great merit can wear this cassock and reveal their full appearance. Therefore, this is a sealed cassock."
"Don't worry about the cassock, as long as it is genuine, bring it!" Fang Zheng was really anxious.
The system chuckled, and the next moment there was a ball of yellow light in front of Fang Zheng. Anyway, when he grabbed it, the yellow light shattered, and there was a red cassock in his hand! Fang Zheng shook it off and took a look, and he was dumbfounded!
This is indeed a red cassock, but there is not one of those pearls, agates, luminous pearls, and emeralds that were promised! Instead, there are several patches! If there is anything about this cassock that looks like a brocade cassock, I guess.
Only the cleanliness criterion is met.
The cassock was very tattered. It was the tattered cassock that Fang Zheng had ever seen. There were nine patches alone!
Looking at the tattered cassock, Fang Zheng's face turned dark. He swallowed and said, "Brother System, tell me how Monk Tang didn't get beaten to death by those kings and Buddha when he wore this tattered cassock."
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As a result, the system remained silent.
Fang Zheng asked a few more times, but the system didn't say anything. Fang Zheng knew that the other party was just cheating and wouldn't give him a chance to return the goods.
But Fang Zheng didn't care anymore. He put on the tattered brocade cassock, stood in front of the mirror, raised his eyebrows, turned around, and said to himself: "It's not bad, it fits well. Now the poor monk understands why Tang Monk is like this
There are more monsters and fewer robbers encountered on the road. If a fool sees that he is so poor, he probably won't rob him. If he really wants to take action, he won't be able to get enough money to shout at him. "
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng put away his cassock, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep. In his dream, he dreamed that he was standing in front of all living beings wearing a brocade cassock with the seal fully opened - getting married, and then the Buddha suddenly appeared.
, pressed down with a slap.
"Wait a minute!" Fang Zheng shouted, sat up suddenly, and looked out the window. It was almost dawn.
After packing up everything, he called Basong and the two of them went straight to the venue. The two of them were not close to the venue, so they had to take a taxi.
But along the way, the more I drove, the more I felt something was wrong. The cars around me seemed to be more expensive than the last!
BMW, Mercedes-Benz, and Audi basically had no chance to show up. What ran past his car was either a Bentley or a Rolls-Royce...
There were even monks galloping past on horseback.
What's more, they rode an elephant directly past.
As for Founder’s car…
"Master, can't you go there?" Basong asked.
"Sir, how are you going to live here? There is a grand event ahead. Look, the police have blocked the road. They have to let these distinguished guests pass first, and then it is our turn. Just wait..." The driver was also a little worried. He said helplessly.
Basong said: "What kind of grand event is this? Are these guys performing acrobatics?"
"You don't understand this. What is being held ahead is the annual Religious Forum. This is the religious conference in the entire Southeast Asia. Even our respected King will show up. The person passing by is not an acrobat, but Representatives of all religions. It’s okay to say what you say here. Don’t say it nonsense, otherwise it will be a light punishment if you are beaten, but it will be miserable if you are locked up.” The driver is obviously not a devout believer, but My heart is good, I reminded you kindly.
Bassong immediately quit: "Master driver, look, we also have a master here. We are also here to attend the meeting. You tell the police and let us go too."
When the driver heard this, he was stunned. He looked at Fang Zheng's supple face, and then at Basong, who looked like a thug. He shook his head like a rattle and said, "Sir, can you stop joking?" Are you attending a religious event? You don't look like a religious person at all. This mage does, but he is too young. He should still be an intern in the monastery, right? It's a good thing to want to participate in the event, but you are not qualified to barge in, but you have to In jail."
"Who is trespassing? This is the number one mage in China, the founder of One Finger Mountain and One Finger Temple!" Basong was unhappy.
But the driver still shook his head and said: "No magician is useful. Do you have an invitation letter?"
Basong was dumbfounded and looked at Fang Zheng subconsciously, as if to say: "How about showing me the invitation?"
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said: "The road must always be open. It doesn't matter if you go early or late. Just calm down."
Basong didn't know what Fang Zheng was thinking. Seeing Fang Zheng's calm expression, as if he was unmoved by anything, he clasped his hands together and said in admiration: "I will obey the master's decree."
Fang Zheng said it easily, but his heart was bleeding. He once again had the urge to chop off his hands. Why was he so mean at that time! Why didn't he handle it himself? I feel like crying without tears!
The driver didn't understand Chinese either. When he saw what the two people said, Basong stopped urging him. He simply hummed a little tune and waited slowly.
However, Fang Zheng was a little curious and asked: "This donor, these are people from outside the country, why do they have such extravagant things for walking? Isn't this not in line with the teachings?"
The driver shook his head and said, "Master, you don't understand this. This is an international conference. Wearing luxurious cassocks and coming in a luxury car is also a disguised way of showing the strength of your temple. Those who can ride in luxury cars must be very popular." , have spare money. On the contrary, if you come on foot, or like us, it means there is no incense. This is a big party. No matter how you jump out of the three realms, you have to fall into the five elements. This is a grand event and a Competitions between monasteries and countries. At this time, no one will play Qing Jian, they are all about showing off as much as possible, for fear that you don’t know how powerful he is."
Fang Zheng was dumbfounded, he didn't expect that the world outside would turn out like this.
Basong whispered: "Master, how about we rent a better car and pack it up?"
Fang Zheng said disapprovingly: "Cultivating Buddhism is for yourself, not to show off your wealth, so let's forget about it."
ps: It’s been a long time since I’ve had so many comments about this chapter, and I actually feel happy.??