Chapter 180 Feeding the Master with Dog Food, Next
"Gathering and separation, happiness and sorrow are all caused by fate?" He Feifei was stunned.
Fang Zheng said: "Donor, are you sure you won't look at Meng Yuan again?"
"I don't want to watch it anymore, gathering and separation are all fate, so why chase illusions?" He Feifei said.
After Fang Zheng was sure that He Feifei had really let go, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Bodhisattva, why are you relieved?" He Feifei asked puzzledly.
"Because there is a person who has been waiting for fifteen hundred years to see you." Fang Zheng sighed. He also did not expect that with the addition of wooden fish and Buddha statues, he could actually lure two people into different dreams at the same time.
, doing two things at once! Here he was luring He Feifei into a dream, and over there he was using the same method to lure Chen Bin into a dream. However, Chen Bin's dream was different from He Feifei's. Chen Bin and He Feifei were separated in the dream.
But he was even more infatuated. In order to wait for He Feifei, he had waited for 1,500 years, and he would continue to wait.
"Bodhisattva, can I...can I go and have a look? See where he is waiting for me." He Feifei asked.
Fang Zheng nodded, waved his hand, and the world changed, appearing under a high mountain. There was a glacier on the mountain. The glacier melted and turned into ice-cold water flowing down, forming a stream. In the stream, a big stone stood there. This is
Chen Bin!
When He Feifei, who had been turned into stone and experienced the pain of wind, frost, rain and snow, saw this, she covered her mouth with a look of disbelief! She could hardly bear the coldness, and Chen Bin was actually standing in the ice water, suffering from the cold water all year round.
, how much pain, how much perseverance, and how much love for her does it take to persist for fifteen hundred years?
Looking at the stubborn stone, He Feifei felt something was broken in her heart and her eyes became moist.
The Guanyin Bodhisattva transformed by Fang Zheng stepped forward and said, "Chen Bin, it's been 1,500 years, are you still waiting?"
"Bodhisattva...don't...don't say fifteen hundred years, just...even fifteen thousand years I will wait." Chen Bin said tremblingly, but his voice was firm. He couldn't see He Feifei.
, only Guanyin Bodhisattva can be seen.
Fang Zheng nodded slightly and said, "In that case, let's continue to wait."
"No... don't wait any longer! I want to see him!" At this moment, He Feifei suddenly shouted and rushed over, shouting excitedly.
Fang Zheng asked in confusion: "Why? You love Meng Yuan, why do you want to see him? Do you know what it means to see him at this time?"
"Bodhisattva, Meng Yuan is just a dream in my heart, and Chen Bin is my real love. I know what I am doing. I was too stupid before, but I have thought clearly..." He Feifei said bravely.
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "As you wish, you can go see him."
After speaking, Fang Zheng waved his hand, and the world changed.
Dong Dong...
The sound of the wooden fish still rings in my ears, and the scriptures are still chanted, as if nothing has happened.
He Feifei and Chen Bin opened their eyes at the same time, looked at each other, then smiled, stood up, bowed and saluted to the main hall, then saluted to each other, then exited the main hall, walked out of the temple, and went down the mountain hand in hand.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, Fang Zheng grinned and said, "As a single dog, should I have broken them up just now... Amitabha, this poor monk is really asking for trouble and finding his own dog food to eat, eh."
"Where did you get the dog food?" a voice said from the side. Fang Zheng knew even without looking that the only person interested in dog food was the lone wolf.
"The poor monk ate it. If you want to eat it, you can eat it some other time. Single dog!" Fang Zheng dropped the three words, not knowing whether he was talking about lone wolf or making fun of himself. He strode to the backyard and took a bite of dog food.
I'm not in the mood to recite sutras. Look at the time, it's still early and spring has begun. Isn't it time to go out and play?
"Abbott, it's okay for you to eat my dog food, but you still call me a single dog?! You have to compensate me and give me extra food at night!" The lone wolf's dog head leaned over, as if you would give me back my dog without extra food!
The appearance of grain.
"Want to have an extra meal? OK, fill the Buddha vat with water first!" Fang Zheng just finished his words and suddenly laughed: "Don't mention it, I really can have an extra meal. Let's go down the mountain!"
"What are you going for?" Lone Wolf followed.
"dig wild vegetables and make delicious food tonight!" Fang Zheng shouted.
"What's what? What's delicious?!" The squirrel who had just returned suddenly became energetic when he heard that there was something to eat.
As a result, I only saw a wolf with a bald head and a big fat butt, running down the mountain in a hurry. The lone wolf dropped the basket in his mouth, not knowing what to do. The curious squirrel immediately followed.
Walking at a brisk pace and listening to the cheerful calls of birds, one person, one wolf, and one squirrel descended the mountain.
A river is named Yi. This name was originally given by Zen Master Yi Zhi. It is said to be a river, but it is actually a small seasonal stream. It freezes in winter and becomes a river when it warms up in spring. Originally, the river was called Yihe, but it sounds unpleasant.
, twisting the mouth. The villagers called it a river. The source of a river is not Yizhi Mountain, but the Changbai Mountain Mountains behind it. Some people say that the end of a river is a hot spring. It was hot when it first flowed out, but it was a pity that it flowed out.
It was too far, and it was already cold when we reached the village. This was what the old hunters said back then. As for whether it was true, no one tried to find out. After all, the source of a river is full of cliffs, and there is no vegetation, so there is nothing to pick.
Yes, no one went there.
After coming down the mountain, Fang Zheng saw Yang Hua coming out of his home happily. As soon as he saw Fang Zheng, he immediately smiled and said, "Master Fang Zheng, what kind of wind blew you down from the mountain?"
Fang Zheng greeted him and said, "It's blown by the wind from across the hall. Donor, I see you are filled with joy..." As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zheng's face straightened and he said, "Donor, this poor monk has something to say."
Yang Hua was just happy when he suddenly saw Fang Zheng's formal expression and was stunned. Is something wrong? Yang Hua asked, "What's wrong?"
"Donor, these past few days..." Fang Zheng paused.
At this meal, Yang Hua became anxious. Everyone in the village knew that Fang Zheng was capable. And all monks and Taoist priests should be able to tell fortunes, divination and divination, and could tell good or bad luck at a glance. If others said that, he would be called a liar. But
If Fang Zheng said it, he would probably believe it. His child was begged on the mountain, so there was nothing he didn't believe. So Yang Hua was a little scared.
Fang Zheng said very solemnly: "You are going to get rich."
"Uh...what do you mean?" Yang Hua made numerous mental preparations, but when Fang Zheng said this, he was immediately dumbfounded.
Fang Zheng laughed loudly and said, "You will know later. Anyway, something good is coming. By the way, donor, I can lend your hoe to the poor monk."
Yang Hua then came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Is there anyone as funny as you? But I like to hear this. By the way, what do you want a hoe for?" Yang Hua just took Fang Zheng as a casual compliment, although it was a bit minor.
He looked forward to it, but didn't take it seriously. He didn't know that after Fang Zheng's Sky Eye was upgraded to level 2, he could see people's blessings and misfortunes within a week, both good and bad.
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