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Chapter 177 Draw this?

And at this moment, what is Fang doing?

Snoring...

"Woo..." Beside the bed, the lone wolf whined, then stretched out his dog's head to look outside. It was almost dark, but this damn guy didn't even get up to cook! He couldn't survive this day?!

The result is that the moon is at the zenith.

Fang Zheng got up, stretched out, and said with a smile: "It's comfortable! I really feel refreshed after a good sleep!"

"Gulu, Gulu..."

"Uh, I'm hungry." Fang Zheng touched his belly, then frowned and said, "That's not right, my stomach isn't growling. That's... uh, what are you two doing?"

Beside the bed, the lone wolf sat there with a resentful look on his face, holding his rice bowl in his mouth. Above his head, the squirrel sat there angrily, holding his small bowl in his hand. The little eyes of the two guys

, that’s called a deep resentment...

Fang Zheng coughed dryly and said, "Wait a moment, it will be done soon."

After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he went to the ground, lit a fire, and added water to cook.

Two pairs of big eyes on the side were staring straight into the pot, swallowing saliva.

Half an hour later, a faint fragrance and the sound of chewing came from the courtyard of Yizhi Temple.

After a meal, Fang Zheng came to the front yard comfortably, sat under the bodhi tree, and took out his mobile phone to continue looking at what he had just found. As soon as he opened it, he saw a lot of information prompts.

Zhao Datong: "Master, you are so awesome! Yun Jing is fine, haha... Thank you, we will come to see you after the holiday."

Fang Zheng smiled and replied: "Welcome, hehe."

Ma Juan: "Master, I love you so much, you are so awesome! You don't know, you have compared with all the psychology experts in Shengjing, how cool!"

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and replied: "Amitabha, the female donor, and the poor monk are receiving ordination. As for the experts, they are also capable, and the poor monk just happened to meet him."

Hu Han: "Master, will you accept a disciple? Do you think I can do it? Don't worry, as long as the master nods and my mother doesn't beat me to death, I will join you."

Fang Yunjing: "Amitabha, I don't want to collect the body for you, so let's forget it."

When Hu Han asked, Fang Zheng became curious and asked the system: "System, can our temple accept people?"

"Ding! What do you think?" the system asked.

Fang Zheng looked at the Bodhi tree above his head, then at the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and said with a wry smile: "Let's forget it. Someone really came. Even the poor monk doesn't know how to explain these sudden extra things. You have to... look at it.

Not only do you have to be single when you come here, but you can't even find anyone to talk to. You have to live with animals every day, hey."

"Not necessarily." The system suddenly said.

Fang Zheng was stunned and immediately asked: "How do you say this?"

"The secret must not be leaked," the system said.

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and said, "You can't be like this. You've already taken off your pants and you're just saying this to me? Uh... isn't that a dirty word?"

"Boom!" A black pit appeared in front of Fang Zheng.

"Fortunately, there is another chance." Fang Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"System, you really don't want to say anything?"

"Did not say."

"The kindest and best system in the world, tell me?"

"I'll accept the compliment, but I still won't say it."

"You're so thick-skinned." Fang Zheng muttered and stopped asking. He looked through his phone and started reading. Not long after, the sound of monks chanting sutras could be heard in the temple.

The next day, when the sky was slightly bright, Fang Zheng got up, and then he remembered and shouted: "System, should I have a chance to win a lottery? After all, I saved someone, why didn't you remind me?"

"Reminder, but you are unconscious." The system said confidently.

Fang Zheng found that this system was becoming more and more shameless. If he was unconscious, how could he still call for a reminder? He stopped arguing with him and quickly asked: "Is it really possible to draw a lottery?"

"Yes, do you want to smoke?" the system asked.

"Pull! Must smoke!" Fang Zheng shouted.

"Ding! Congratulations on getting a wooden fish."

"Uh, just a wooden fish?" Fang Zheng asked a little confused, looking at a dark red wooden fish that suddenly appeared in front of him, like a fat-headed wooden fish lying there.

"This is not an ordinary wooden fish, this is the awakening wooden fish. The wooden fish originated from Taoism in China. It cannot be knocked except for breaking fasts and preaching. Later, Buddhism saw its excellent effect and incorporated it into Buddhism. The awakening wooden fish was beaten

When the time comes, it will emit a sound that awakens the mind, soothes the mind and nourishes the soul. Even if you don't sleep at night, as long as you beat the wooden fish, you will get the effect of deep sleep. At the same time, it will not hinder reading scriptures and thinking about problems.

At the same time, as the awakening wooden fish is struck, a spiritual connection will be formed between you and the Buddha statue. If you want, you can know any wish made in your heart at any time and give feedback on it. However, if the believers have insufficient merit,

If you make a big wish, it is impossible to realize it. Unless the other party puts down the big wish, you must first get repayment and then make up for the merits. If you make up for it, the merits will be complete. If you default on the debt afterwards, you will be burdened with karma. Therefore, you should not easily satisfy everything.

people's wishes.

In addition, there are many wonderful uses, you can figure it out yourself.”

Fang Zheng understood that Zen Master Yizhi had also told him these words, but at that time, Fang Zheng asked: "Is the Bodhisattva really efficacious? If it is efficacious, everyone can make wishes casually. How can he become the president of a country or something like that?"

Isn’t this going to cause chaos?”

But Zen Master Yizhi smiled and said: "How great your virtue is and how great your retribution is. If you exceed it, the Buddha will not favor you."

At that time, I was confused when I heard it, but now after a systematic explanation, Fang Zheng finally understood it.

At the same time, Fang Zheng knew that this wooden fish was really a good thing! At least with it, Fang Zheng could study Buddhist scriptures day and night, and one day was used as two days! In terms of time alone, he could be considered to have doubled his waking time, which is equivalent to

It has doubled the life span. Not to mention, it is said that it has other magical effects?

Fang Zheng looked at the large wooden fish that was 90 centimeters wide in front of him. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He took out the wooden hammer from the belly of the wooden fish and gave it a gentle tap.

Boom!

The voice was low, as if it struck people's hearts, shocking them so hard that most of their distracting thoughts disappeared, and the whole person became much more energetic.

"Good guy, it is indeed a good thing!" Although Fang Zheng has never seen many wooden fish, he has experienced the effect of this wooden fish, it is absolutely awesome!

Without saying a word, Fang Zheng immediately moved the wooden fish away and placed it in the Buddhist hall. It is impossible to carry such a big wooden fish with you and bang it randomly. It would be a perfect match if you put it in the Buddhist hall, worship the Buddha, chant sutras and beat it. At the same time,

, is also a great enjoyment.

So, Fangzheng sat cross-legged in the Buddhist hall, beating the wooden fish and chanting. He stumbled a little and couldn't feel anything as he started knocking the wooden fish. Fangzheng only felt that the spiritual altar was clear and bright, and his mind was peaceful. What was a little blurry immediately became clear.

When he stood up, his tongue was disobedient and he always pronounced the wrong words, but now he easily pronounced the most accurate pronunciation. At the same time, his voice also changed, with a man's unique magnetism and a bit ethereal. Scripture

Reading it out is like singing, making people feel peaceful and thought-provoking.

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