While talking, a monk walked out from behind Fang Zheng, it was Hongxiang!
"Hongxiang?" Wu Xin shouted out immediately when he saw Hongxiang.
Zen Master Hongyan was also slightly stunned. He didn't expect that this matter would involve another disciple.
"Amitabha, it's so good, so good. The sea of suffering is boundless, but you can finally turn around. Congratulations to this Master!" At this moment, Fang Zheng suddenly clasped his hands together and smiled at Hongxiang.
Hongxiang was stunned, and so were the monks.
Before everyone could understand what was going on, Zen Master Baiyun and Zen Master Hongyan suddenly put their hands together and said loudly: "Congratulations to this Master."
The two highly respected Buddhist monks did this, and everyone clasped their hands together and acted like this, but there were still countless doubts in their hearts.
Mr. Du was even more confused. He knew very well what Hongxiang was. How could He De be treated so politely by so many eminent monks?
Hongxiang blushed, looking at these god-like figures in front of him. He felt like the blood in his body was rising, the blood flow was accelerating, and his blood was churning. He just wanted to shout the truth! Just now, he just felt that he had no future.
However, Fang Zheng did not pursue him. This was a favor, so he wanted to use the last chance to help Fang Zheng clarify. It was also a way of repaying the favor. As for himself, he had also thought about it. He was not a Buddhist, so he might as well go back.
Helping dad run the shop.
I never expected that this would be the result!
At that moment, there were no distracting thoughts in Hongxiang's mind. What was left was just clarity. He seemed to suddenly see the sun through the clouds and see his future path clearly! That was not a road paved with money, that was a road paved with money.
The real bright world!
At that moment, Hongxiang realized.
At the same time, Fang Zheng also remembered a familiar voice.
"Ding! Congratulations, Hongxiang is enlightened. Verbal reward +1. Keep working hard."
When Fang Zheng heard this, his smile suddenly became even brighter.
Seeing this, Zen Master Baiyun nodded secretly: "You are not shocked when the sky falls, you are calm and composed, what a good seedling."
Zen Master Baiyun ignored everyone's doubts, but smiled and said: "Amitabha, Master Fangzheng, please come in." As for what happened before, he never mentioned it.
Master Hongjing was confused, but Zen Master Baiyun personally invited him, so he couldn't continue to ask questions, so he could only endure it, but he was still dissatisfied, thinking that Fang Zheng was making a fuss.
Everyone went up the mountain together. On the way, everyone talked about Buddhism and ancient times, enjoying themselves. Fang Zheng just listened quietly and basically didn't interrupt. There was no way, compared with these monks who had studied scriptures for decades, Fang Zheng couldn't interrupt at all. Who asked him?
What? They just laughed and said nothing. Everyone just thought that Fang Zheng was mysterious. People who could cross the river with a reed would not understand what they were talking about at all. So, they just thought that Fang Zheng was chatting with them using a Zen machine, and everyone suddenly thought
Even with my brain broken, I can’t figure out what Fang Zheng is laughing at...
So, one by one they retreated despite the difficulties.
This was unexpected by Fang Zheng.
While he was talking, he had already arrived in front of Wangxiang Cliff, and Fang Zheng saw a familiar figure from a distance, it was Wu Ming!
Seeing Wu Ming, Fang Zheng suddenly realized that the cause and effect of all this probably fell on him.
When Wuming saw Fang Zheng coming up with Zen Master Baiyun and Zen Master Hongyan, followed by Hongxiang and Mr. Du, his heart sank: "It seems that everyone knows what I did. It's over. I'm afraid my reputation is completely over."
.Although the world is huge, where can I fit in? It is better to..."
Thinking of this, Wu Ming looked at Fang Zheng with an even fiercer look: "It's all his fault! Ever since I met him, I haven't had a good life! This bastard, bastard... bastard! He ruined everything for me, I'm done, and I have to let him go
He was buried with him!"
Wu Ming's eyes flashed with fierceness. When he saw Fang Zheng approaching, he suddenly squatted down, picked up a stone and shouted: "You bastard, die!"
While roaring, Wu Ming threw a stone at Fang Zheng!
"Master, be careful!" Hongxiang exclaimed, and Mr. Du shouted.
Zen Master Hongyan roared: "Stop!"
Everyone else was dumbfounded. No one expected that Wu Ming would suddenly kill him!
"Hey..." Fang Zheng sighed when he saw this, but didn't say anything or move.
Everyone just thought Fang Zheng was scared out of his wits, but it was too late to save him. Wu Ming hit Fang Zheng on the head with a stone!
result!
"when!"
There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and everyone saw as if they were seeing a ghost. Fang Zheng's forehead was blazing with fire, but his whole body was unscathed! But the stone in Wu Ming's hand fell apart and hit Wu Ming's forehead with a bang.
, Wu Ming screamed, blood flowed from his forehead, and he covered his head and backed away. Because he was on the edge of the cliff, his steps were unsteady, and he fell down.
When Fang Zheng saw this, he had no intention of helping him and just looked at Wu Ming.
Wu Ming didn't realize that death was so close to him until he fell! He was in mid-air, feeling the whistling wind in his ears, and stretched out his hands to grab everywhere, but there was nowhere to grab him!
Death, he smelled death! It was a kind of despair from the heart!
At that moment, countless images flashed through his mind, abandoning his wife and entering the monastery. What was it for? Others wanted to practice Zen, become a Buddha, and save people. But he actually failed in his business and was in debt.
, desperate to make money!
It stands to reason that a temple has funds allocated by the state and money for incense. This money is not supervised by others and can completely allow all monks to live a nourishing life. If you can operate it, it will be an objective and even huge sum.
funds!
However, he could not enter a large temple, so he looked for many temples, and only Hongyan Temple was willing to accept him. However, although Zen Master Hongyan had a lot of money for incense, he donated all of it. In addition to the maintenance fee, firewood, rice, oil, and salt, the rest of the money in the temple
Not a penny! Every one of them is so poor that they will starve to death.
He is dissatisfied with this kind of life! So he wants to be the abbot. When he becomes the abbot, he can expand the temple, make the temple more famous, attract more pilgrims, collect more incense money, and get more government funds! Come to
At that time, it was not up to him to decide how the money would be used?
As long as he saves enough money, he will return to secular life, go home, and live the rest of his life happily.
However, all this becomes meaningless at this moment. Death is like a lamp going out. Death is death.
Thinking of home, Wu Ming cried. He really wanted to go home and see... He didn't know if his wife at home was still so beautiful and if the children had grown up...
"Amitabha, Wu Ming, do you know that you are wrong?" At this moment, a loud voice sounded from above his head! At the same time, Wu Ming discovered that he was no longer falling!
He looked up and saw a person standing next to him. He looked very familiar to him. This was... Fang Zheng!
"Am I dreaming?" Wu Ming muttered in his heart. He looked down and saw that he had fallen to the ground! But why wasn't he dead? He got up and looked again. Wu Ming suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. There was one of his on the ground.
Corpse! Look at yourself, look at the corpse, Wu Ming realizes something, he seems to be dead!