At this moment, Zhu Lin saw another version of herself walking over from a distance, followed by two people. She could not see clearly. She was chatting about something while walking. It seemed that she was very happy...
The faces of the two people around him were blurry, but some features could be seen in the blur. Zhu Lin studied art and was very good at capturing details. She could outline a person's general appearance with just a few glances.
Just when she was looking carefully, the picture shattered...
Zhu Lin only felt that the sun was dazzling in front of her eyes, and she subconsciously used her hands to block it. After she got used to it, she realized that Fang Zheng was gone! The mysterious little monk with his back to the sun, a somewhat Zen-like attitude, was just gone!
Zhu Lin looked at the ferry in the distance and sighed: "He is indeed an expert... What was just now was an illusion or a dream. It felt so real."
Zhu Lin faced the distance, clasped her hands and said, "Thank you, Master, for your advice. If you encounter it in the future, you must be careful."
After saying that, Zhu Lin turned around and left.
And at this moment, where is Fang Zheng? Has he really disappeared like a master from this world? Of course not...
"Who is so wicked? Where's the manhole cover?!" Fang Zheng looked up at the sky in great depression. Yes, after he cast Yi Meng Huang Liang, he did plan to run away in order to avoid all kinds of troublesome explanations, but he ended up leaving.
In a hurry, he took too long a step and fell directly into the sewer.
Fortunately, the sewer was dry and seemed to have been abandoned, and his moon-white monk's robe protected him from being dirty and smelly.
Climbing up, I happened to see Zhu Lin's retreating back. He shook his head slightly and saw that Fang Zheng also went to the ferry.
"Sorry, there are no seats available. You can wait for the next boat." A tall and thick-set man stopped Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng looked at the boat that was not full yet: "Amitabha, donor, isn't there still room on the boat?"
"Sorry, there are only so many people on our boat, you should wait for the next one." After the man said that, he jumped on the boat, started, and left.
Fang Zheng was confused, what was going on? However, Fang Zheng also discovered that something seemed a little wrong.
Fang Zheng waited for a while, and the next boat came. As a result, Fang Zheng wanted to get on the boat, but was still blocked. The last person on the ferry said directly to Fang Zheng: "Little monk, don't bother, I'll tell you this. You
You've offended someone, our boats won't pull you away. If you have the ability, just swim over, otherwise, you should think about how to solve the problem."
Fang Zheng was even more confused. Apart from a few thieves, he hadn't offended anyone along the way.
After much thought, Fang Zheng couldn't think of a single answer. He looked at the ferry going back and forth across the river, but he couldn't cross it, and he was a little anxious.
Although the Spring Festival Dharma Assembly will be held the day after tomorrow, today is the day when monks from many temples gather together. After all, such a large Dharma assembly gathers so many monks from different temples, so it is normal to make arrangements in advance. According to the rules, there will be no ceremony today.
If you go to a temple, you will be disqualified from participating in the Spring Festival Prayer Ceremony. This is still minor. The point is, Baiyun Temple took the initiative to give you an invitation, but you don't come? Isn't this a slap in Baiyun Temple's face? It will inevitably offend others.
I will never think of coming to the Baiyun Temple’s Spring Festival Prayer Ceremony again in the future.
Even when there are activities in other temples, they will not bother themselves with such shameless people.
Therefore, if this matter is not resolved, there will be endless troubles!
Fang Zheng was also a little anxious, wandering back and forth by the river, thinking about how to cross the river...
On the other side of the river, an old man sat on a wooden pile and smoked a cigarette.
Beside, a monk stood and said with a smile: "Mr. Du, thank you very much for this incident."
"Hmph, a Buddhist scum still wants to participate in the Spring Festival Prayer Ceremony?! Don't worry, Wu Ming, this monk will either swim over or watch from the other side. The ferry on the Baijiang River must give me some face. I
If he doesn't speak, no one will pick him up!" Mr. Du knocked on his cigarette and sneered.
Wu Ming smiled and said: "That's right, Mr. Du is highly respected in this generation. As for Fang Zheng, hey... I won't talk about him anymore, I feel so confused. He is a good child, but he doesn't eat fast and chant Buddha, and he cheats and abducts... hey...
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"Wu Ming, what you said about him cheating on the female donor and setting fire secretly in order to make others believe him are all true?" Mr. Du was still a little doubtful.
Wu Ming said: "Mr. Du, I don't dare to say anything true or false, but there have been rumors in the local area for a long time. How can the shadow of a famous tree be so different?"
Mr. Du nodded and said, "That's true. I'm not familiar with that monk, but you're a good guy."
Wu Ming said: "That's natural, Mr. Du, I'll go to the mountain to have a look, and I'll leave this to you."
"Go ahead, this gathering is in Wangxiangya. You can see clearly what's going on here. If anything happens, I'll have someone go find you." Old Du said.
Wu Ming was overjoyed and hurriedly said goodbye and left.
"As expected, I'm looking at my hometown, haha... Very good. I'm holding a Spring Festival prayer meeting while watching this stupid boy daze by the river. I'm helpless, haha... Wonderful, wonderful! It's a relief!" Wu Ming was happy in his heart,
Humming a little tune as he went up the mountain, he seemed to have seen the scene where Fangzheng returned to Yizhi Temple in despair and then closed the door.
Wu Ming went up the mountain and saw that people from major temples were almost here. Wu Ming whispered in Hong Xiang's ear: "Go down the mountain and take a closer look. Don't make anything go wrong with Fang Zheng's affairs."
"Don't worry, Brother Wuming, Mr. Du is my uncle. I promise to help you handle this matter!" After saying that, Hongxiang went down the mountain.
Hongxiang went down the mountain and sat side by side with Mr. Du. Looking at Fang Zheng who was lingering across the river without leaving, he laughed and thought to himself: "Boy, if you make us lose the incense, I will make it impossible for you to open the temple... hmph
snort……"
Fang Zheng is really a little depressed now. The ferry won't take him, so how can he cross the river?
Just when Fang Zheng had no clue, a splash of water suddenly appeared on the river. Fang Zheng had a flash of inspiration and said with a smile: "Yes!"
Fang Zheng squatted down and said to the river: "Are there any fish?"
Hongxiang, who was on the other side of the river, saw Fang Zheng suddenly squatting by the river, muttering something, scratched his head and said, "Uncle, what is that guy doing?"
"Uncle, what kind of uncle? You don't have any consciousness at all? No wonder Baiyun Temple doesn't want you. Remember, call me benefactor from now on! You have already become a monk, do you understand?" Mr. Du scolded.
Hongxiang quickly changed his words and said: "Amitabha, this poor monk knows. Donor, what is that person doing?"
"Who knows what he is doing? He is mumbling to the river. He must be crazy..." Mr. Du said disapprovingly.
At this moment, Mr. Du's eyes suddenly widened. He was an old fisherman who didn't know anything else. He was very good at rowing boats, looking at the water, and watching fish! He was very sure that there were schools of fish around the monk!
"Why are fish gathering at the ferry at this time? There should be no fish at the ferry..." Mr. Du was puzzled. As for asking people to go fishing? Fishing is prohibited in the Baiyun Temple section of the Baijiang River, so these fish
There will be no danger.
Hongxiang beside him didn't understand this. He only saw flowers turning on the water and was a little curious.