So, Wu Ming stepped forward and said: "Zen Master Baiyun, as far as I know, Fang Zheng is arrogant and arrogant. When the great calligraphers came to the mountain, he was rejected by all the great calligraphers. He also refused to give face in various ways and even let dogs bite people. Just here.
Not long ago, the poor monk heard that he had no intention of attending the Spring Festival Prayer Ceremony and thought that we were all fake monks who deceived people."
"Who is this?" Zen Master Baiyun didn't mean to be angry, but looked at Wu Ming gently.
Wu Ming immediately saluted and said: "The poor monk Hongyan Temple, Zen Master Hongyan, is sitting down as a disciple. Wu Ming, I have met Zen Master Baiyun."
"It turns out that I am a disciple of Abbot Hongyan. I am rude." Zen Master Baiyun said.
Wuming was about to say something when several people suddenly came over. The leader was Zen Master Hongyan. In this Baiyun Temple, Zen Master Baiyun was the core. Wherever he went, people were paying attention. Wuming suddenly came up to him. How could Zen Master Hongyan look at it?
Not there? I was afraid that Wu Ming would mess up, so I came over specially, and sure enough I heard some bad things.
Zen Master Hongyan frowned and asked seriously: "Wu Ming, monks don't lie. Do you really mean what you say?"
When Wuming saw Zen Master Hongyan coming, he asked himself, with a look of distrust on his face. He suddenly felt aggrieved and thought: "I have followed you for so many years, but you don't trust me so much? Who am I in your heart?"
Fortunately, I always think about Hongyan Temple and try my best to improve the reputation of Hongyan Temple. As expected, I am getting old and confused..."
Wu Ming felt angry and said: "Of course it is true. A poor monk has been a monk for more than ten years. How can he still lie?"
"If this is really the case, then it is really not appropriate to wait any longer. However, everything must be confirmed. Everyone, does anyone have the contact information for Abbot Fangzheng?" Zen Master Baiyun asked loudly.
However, who is Founder? This question hangs directly on everyone's forehead.
As for Yizhi Temple, I have never heard of it.
Seeing a group of people shaking their heads, Zen Master Baiyun was also a little embarrassed. Should he wait or not?
At this moment, a black-faced monk next to Zen Master Baiyun whispered: "Brother Abbot, we have already sent the post and marked the time. If he hasn't come by then, we can't blame him.
There is a cause and effect. If he doesn't come, or something delays him, it's also his cause and effect. We can't let everyone wait for him here, right?"
Zen Master Baiyun nodded slightly, and after pondering for a while, he said: "Then..."
"Oh my God! Someone is crossing the river!" Suddenly someone stood on the edge of Wangxiang Cliff and exclaimed.
Then I heard someone scolding: "It's empty! What are you shouting for? A monk should not change his face before the collapse of Mount Tai... Master, come and see, really, what's the fuss about crossing the river alone? My Buddha
Ah! Someone really crossed the river!"
Everyone looked at each other, what's going on?
So more people came to the edge of Wangxiang Cliff to look down, and then they screamed one after another! Especially those lay people who came to help, and the young novice monks who had just entered Buddhism. The Buddha's heart was unstable.
Social habits have not changed, and the result is...
"Emma, what's going on?"
"I, Cao... Abbot, come and see the Buddha!"
"I'm not dreaming. Give it a try and see if it hurts. It sure doesn't hurt."
"Why did you hit me?"
"Well, it turns out I typed it wrong, no wonder it doesn't hurt..."
…
Zen Master Baiyun and Zen Master Hongyan looked at each other and saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes. Is it worth making such a fuss about just crossing the river alone? So the two of them also walked towards Wangxiang Cliff.
But there was someone faster, and that was Wu Ming! As soon as Wu Ming heard that someone was crossing the river, he had a bad feeling in his heart. He strode to the edge of Wangxiang Cliff and looked down. His eyes suddenly straightened and his eyes were filled with tears.
He almost stared out, with a look of disbelief on his face!
At the foot of the mountain, Mr. Du was smoking a dry cigarette and looking leisurely ahead. From time to time he would give Hongxiang a few words of instruction to lighten the boring atmosphere. Hongxiang could only listen and nod his head and endure it.
At this moment, Mr. Du suddenly stood up, dropped his pipe and pot, and shouted in disbelief, "How is this possible? This... this..."
Hongxiang followed Mr. Du's gaze and was dumbfounded. He then shouted, "Is this still a human being?"
Go back in time to a few minutes ago...
On the river, on various ferries, the boat bosses were busy, and suddenly they heard exclamations from the passengers wearing them.
"Then what is the monk going to do? Can't you think about it?"
"That's right. This isn't about seeking short-term life."
"Is it possible that I encountered some twists and turns in life and I can't think about it anymore?"
When the boat bosses heard this, they looked up and were stunned. The first man in black cursed directly: "Is it that square little monk? This guy is really a trouble. If you don't let him get on the boat, you will go into the water?"
"Put it down, the Baijiang water in winter is freezing cold, and no winter swimmer is willing to swim in the Baijiang. I bet that if he really dares to go into the water, I will treat him to dinner." A crew member said with a smile.
The boss of the boat chuckled and said: "That's right, but if he really dares to go into the water and swim across, I will obey him and I will take him across the river when he comes back. But let me see, he is probably going to feed the fish, so prepare a life jacket. If it really happens,
No, we can’t just ignore death.”
"That's right, this monk really has a problem, and we have something to do with it. Let's treat it as a virtue... Hey, it's like Mr. Du said, this monk is really troublesome! Such a guy will go to Baiyun Temple, huh..."
"Okay, stop nagging. If you nag like that, I really think he might commit suicide. Baiyun Temple is the largest temple in Heishan City, and the annual Spring Festival Prayer Assembly is a grand event in Heishan City. Among Buddhists
, who doesn’t want to come and participate? If someone gets the invitation but fails to arrive, the consequences... think about it yourself. It is estimated that the entire Montenegro City will block him, and don’t think about anything else in the future. The young monk may also
Come to think of it, if we can't let go and commit suicide, we really can't escape the relationship. Even if we don't bear the legal responsibility, we still can't live with it." The boss of the ship said extremely depressed.
"Brother Hei, what should we do? Let's go over and send him across the river?" the crew member asked.
"Shit! How can you not listen to what Mr. Du said? Without Mr. Du, who among us would be able to get on the ship and do business? Just look at him and speak softly and save people. As long as you don't die, you'll be fine..."
Brother Hei, the boss of the ship, said.
The crew members were on standby one by one. I heard that the young monk might have to speak softly and the crew members wanted to save people. The passengers were no longer in a hurry to urge the ship to sail and started to tell the crew members to pay attention to safety one by one.
At the same time, someone was shouting to Fang Zheng from afar.
"Little monk, don't worry about it! There is no obstacle in the world that you can't overcome. You can overcome it if you endure it!"
"Little monk, life is like, if you can't beat him, just enjoy it!"