Otherwise, according to everyone's habits, although the first incense is good, you don't necessarily have to come to grab it. After all, in previous years, there were not so many people going to Hongyan Temple to compete for the first incense. Most of them stayed at home to set off firecrackers, eat dumplings, and watch the Spring Festival Gala.
Now that he knew everyone's purpose, Fang Zheng could handle it easily. He clasped his hands together and declared a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, donors, there is no need to fight over it. In fact, the matter of first incense does not exist at all. Any temple can do it."
I won’t promote the top fragrance. The so-called top fragrance is just something people have speculated over the years, and it doesn’t mean much in itself.
If we must talk about the first incense, the first incense we recognize is the first incense that everyone burns in the New Year. This incense will not change just because you are the second, third, or even the last one to burn it. It will always remain the same.
It's your first fragrance.
If you are sincere, you will be wise. Fighting for the first place does not mean much. As long as you are sincere, I, the Buddha, will naturally protect you and bless you."
Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in confusion. What else can you say?
At this moment, a villager shouted: "Master Fangzheng, isn't it right? Master Wuming said that the first incense is very important."
"That's right. Master Wuming said that being able to grab the first incense stick in the new year is a great merit. It will bring you peace and wealth!"
"Master Wuming did say that he just talked about the merits of the first incense."
After hearing this, many people looked at Wu Ming. Wu Ming groaned in his heart. He didn't expect to be betrayed so quickly. Of course he knew what Fang Zheng said was right, because Master Hongyan said more than once that monks are not allowed to
He went out to publicize the matter of the first incense. However, Master Hongyan was old and rarely cared about outside affairs. Moreover, it was a custom among the people and everyone came to rob him. It was hard for him to go out and chase people away, so he just let it go.
Now it doesn't matter what Fangzheng says. After all, they are all members of his own family, and this is the first time he has had a good haircut...
It's just that Wu Ming felt sad and happy at the same time. He was sad that he was betrayed, and he was thinking about how to deal with the problem. What was happy was that this little monk didn't know how to run a business, and the reason why the first incense was so good was rejected by himself.
, is that stupid? It is obviously a good thing for a fool to be a competitor.
Wu Ming's mind was spinning quickly and he knew he couldn't escape. He took a step forward, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk did say it."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present stopped talking and looked at Fang Zheng and Wu Ming. The villagers didn't know whether the first incense was good or bad, but Wu Ming and Fang Zheng were both monks, so they should have their own words. Just see who can win. Who can win?
Win, listen to whoever.
Fang Zheng frowned. The first fragrance is everyone's first fragrance. When did it become the first fragrance that everyone competes with? Isn't this nonsense to deceive people and deceive people? Feeling unhappy, Fang Zheng clasped his hands and returned the greeting: "May I ask the Master?
Which temple do you practice in?"
Wuming raised his head slightly and said with a smile: "The poor monk has been practicing in Hongyan Temple for more than ten years. Master Fangzheng, in terms of seniority, you and I are pretty much the same, but the poor monk started practicing earlier than you, so you still want to call me
Where’s the senior brother?”
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes in his heart and cursed: "What an old guy, he will take advantage when he opens his mouth! Okay, if you want to play, I'll accompany you!"
Then Fang Zheng smiled even brighter and said with a smile: "Does Master Wuming have any position in Hongyan Temple? The poor monk is currently the abbot of Yizhi Temple."
As soon as these words came out, Wu Ming's smile stiffened. He did have some position in Hongyan Temple, but Hongyan Temple was just a small or medium-sized temple... That position was just embarrassing! Although Fang Zheng's One-Finger Temple was even smaller.
, but he is the presiding abbot! Pulling over, he is on the same level as Zen Master Hongyan! In such a comparison, Wu Ming is suddenly a head shorter than Fang Zheng.
Wu Mingpi smiled and said: "Monk, let's not talk about these cumbersome things. Master Fangzheng, the incense is the most important thing, why do you treat it so lightly when it comes to your mouth? Or should I say, you have already prepared this incense.
Who can I give it to?"
Fang Zheng finally understood. This enlightenment was clearly here to cause trouble! Thinking of this, Fang Zheng was no longer polite. He straightened his waist and raised his hands! His eyes were shining, blessed by the temple, blessed by Dharma, and cultivated by Dragon Buddha Manjusri.
His solemn and solemn temperament was simultaneously amplified by the moon-white monk's robes! At that moment, Fang Zheng seemed to have become taller in everyone's eyes, and Buddha's light seemed to be shining on his body, making people feel convinced just by looking at him!
Wu Ming felt this especially clearly. Fangzheng's momentum was all rushing towards him. He had a guilty conscience. Under the pressure, cold sweat appeared on his forehead!
Fang Zheng snorted coldly and said, "Master Wuming, it's fine if you don't tell me about this. Now that you have said this, I have to ask you a question."
"Please tell me." Wu Ming thought to himself that his words and skills would definitely overwhelm this little monk who had never seen the world, and he was confident!
Fang Zheng said proudly: "Is this how your master taught you about Buddhist leanness?! Do you know it's a crime to distort the true meaning of Buddhism?!" Fang Zheng's voice became louder and louder, and later on, it was like a Buddha roaring, with his eyes wide and imposing.
More prosperous!
The majestic momentum was overwhelming, and Wu Ming felt that his legs were weak and his mouth was trembling. He had prepared countless words but couldn't say them out!
Fang Zheng continued: "In front of my Buddha, in front of the Buddhist hall, and in the temple, you talk nonsense, distort the facts, distort the true meaning of Buddhism, and deceive the people to compete for the first incense. Do you know your sin!"
The charges were listed one after another, each sentence louder and more powerful than the next! Wu Ming staggered under the pressure, his legs became weak, and he subconsciously supported Yang Ping beside him.
Yang Ping frowned when he saw this, Wu Ming's reaction said everything, and a look of disgust suddenly flashed in his eyes!
Fang Zheng continued: "The mountain road is narrow, the temple is small, and there is only one Buddhist hall! You let the donors compete for the first incense. What if there is an accident and a stampede occurs? Buddhas compete for incense, not human life! Human life is greater than heaven, but you
If you turn a deaf ear, what are your intentions?!"
Fang Zheng asked again. Wu Ming's lips trembled, but he couldn't say anything.
When the villagers heard this, they suddenly woke up.
A woman shouted: "This bastard asked me to carry the child forward. If we start robbing him, wouldn't the child be in danger?"
"When I'm old, he still lets me squeeze in, saying that the incense can keep me safe! This kid has no good intentions!"
"I thought he was a mage, but he turned out to be a hungry wolf with white eyes!"
"It's so weird!"
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The public sentiment was heated, and countless people came to criticize. Wu Ming's face became more and more ugly, but he also knew that he must not retreat at this time, otherwise his reputation would be completely ruined! If the news spread back, his face would be completely disgraced! Temple!
The abbot definitely has no share in him!
So Wu Ming withstood the pressure and shouted: "Fang Zheng, don't be slanderous. Everyone knows the importance of the first incense! Don't you know? What's more, as long as the incense is applied, there is a sequence. You said the first incense is not important.
Then who will offer the incense? Or have you arranged for someone to offer the incense? As far as I know, some black-hearted temples secretly sell the incense, huh..."