The page opened, and a beautiful short-haired beauty appeared in the center, with a line of large characters written underneath: "The filming of Queen Snow Eagle's first movie will begin soon!"
Fang Zheng glanced at it and didn't take it seriously. He didn't like celebrity gossip news the most. Everyone has their own life, and it's not a good habit to look at other people's privacy.
I closed the page and continued reading Buddhist scriptures.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and Fang Zheng's little life was still ordinary...
On this day, the tranquility on the mountain was broken.
"This is too heavy, let's find someone else."
"Who is looking for this place? There is no ropeway in such a high mountain. Ouch, my waist..."
Fang Zheng heard the messy noises and came out to check out curiously. He saw a large group of people carrying boxes of things up the mountain on their shoulders. One of them, Fang Zheng, looked familiar. He had a long face and seemed to have been to the temple before. He said
He's from the film and television company.
Although these people complained a lot, they were still very motivated. They also had many people, and after a short rest, they carried them to a distant place.
Fang Zheng set up a pergola and took a look. It was indeed far enough. As long as no cannons were fired there, it would probably not affect his purity. After watching the excitement for a while, Fang Zheng chuckled and went back to chanting sutras and knocking wooden fish.
However, the squirrel was very curious and followed it to watch the fun. The lone wolf and the monkey went wild somewhere, and Fang Zheng didn't bother to care about them.
At noon, Fang Zheng came out again and saw a large banner propped up, which read: "The shooting site of a large-scale costume fantasy drama..."
"? Could it be that he was playing a woman?" Fang Zheng shook his head, didn't take it seriously, and continued to go back to chant sutras.
At night, the temple suddenly welcomed a strange guest.
"Where's Xueying?" Director Yu put down his wine glass and asked with drunken eyes.
"Yes, where is Sister Xueying?" Lin Dongshi also asked.
"Xiao Liu, you are Xueying's manager, where is she?" Director Yu asked.
Xiao Liu also looked confused and said, "I didn't see it. She was here before. By the way, she said she went to the bathroom."
"How long have you been there?" Director Yu asked.
"It's been an hour or two..." Xiao Liu discovered bitterly that something was going to happen! Xueying's old habit seemed to have happened again, and she ran away again!
Director Yu said in shock: "This...is he running away?"
Xiao Liu spread his hands helplessly, with a look on his face that you know what to do.
Director Yu smiled bitterly and said: "It's okay for her to leave, but at least I want to say hello. What if something happens to this remote mountainous area? Contact me quickly, Xiao Liu, don't stay here anymore, find Xueying
, just stay with me."
Xiao Liu quickly called, but the result was: "The phone you dialed has been turned off."
As soon as they heard that the phone was turned off, the entire crew was immediately shocked! Li Xueying, the first lady in the Chinese film and television industry and a world-class movie star, was lost! The phone was still turned off! If something happened, then the sky would fall!
For a moment, no one was in the mood to drink, and Director Yu even shouted: "What are you doing standing still? Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you still have to find Li Xueying. Something can happen to anyone, but not her!"
The originally lively launch party suddenly exploded. Everyone dispersed and went to look for someone else.
At this moment, pointing to the mountain and the temple, Fang Zheng was dressed in white, standing under the Bodhi tree, looking up at the sky, looking at the moon in the sky through the gaps in the leaves.
At this moment, a beautiful figure appeared at the door of the temple. This person was wearing a black shawl and a pair of big toad mirrors. Only thin lips and a white chin could be seen. Judging from the figure and clothing, this was a figure.
woman.
The woman stood at the door and suddenly stopped, looking quietly at the monk in white under the bodhi tree in front of her, seemingly shocked by this beautiful picture.
There is no light and shadow effect, no superfluous things to cover up, a relatively static picture, and the beauty is refined. After taking a look, her troubled heart also became calm. In fact, when she walked into the temple, she was troubled
My mood became much calmer, and after seeing this scene, I finally felt relaxed.
At this moment, the little monk in white clothes, who looked like a holy monk, spoke. The woman was obviously a little nervous, and she seemed to be looking forward to it, hoping that the little monk could say a scripture? A Zen saying?
However……
The little monk suddenly laughed and said with a little desire: "Squirrel, I heard that you brought back some new snacks today. Can you share some with the poor monk?"
As soon as these words came out, the woman suddenly froze on the spot. The beautiful picture scroll before seemed to explode in her heart with a snap! Where is the scripture that was agreed? Where is the Zen saying that was agreed? Where is the holy monk? How did it happen?
Foodie now?
The woman couldn't help but sigh and muttered: "After all, we are lay people, how can there be a true Buddha in the world?"
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was startled. Normally, he would close the temple door after dark. At this time, he was the only one in the entire temple, and the rest were animals. This was also the time when he was most relaxed. However, today, he forgot
After closing the door, he heard a woman's whisper in his ear, which frightened him so much that he thought he had seen a ghost!
Fang Zheng turned his head and happened to see the woman standing at the door. He glanced at the ground again and saw a shadow, not a ghost! Fang Zheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his hands together, stepped forward and said: "Amitabha, female donor, it's late at night, this temple
It’s closing.”
"Oh." The woman nodded, but had no intention of paying any attention to Fang Zheng. She walked into the temple without going in to worship the Buddha. Instead, she sat under the bodhi tree and said nothing.
When Fang Zheng saw this, he was also full of doubts. Was she suffering from mental illness? She went up the mountain in the middle of the night, and she wore sunglasses? How did she go up the mountain safely without falling? Amitabha was blessed by the Buddha.
Fang Zheng didn't say anything when he saw the other party. He didn't want to make himself unhappy. If you don't say anything, I'll pretend you're not here.
So he came under the tree, continued to look up at the top of the tree, and said: "Squirrel, you are so fat, why don't you eat less? You share some with me for a midnight snack. Tomorrow, the poor monk will eat the willows that he has been reluctant to eat.
How about I take out the artemisia sprouts and give you a taste?"
The woman thought that when the young monk met outsiders, he would act like most monks, pretend to be a master, come up to talk to him, or be a fortune teller, or at worst he would say a few words of Zen to communicate and show off his Buddhist teachings.
profound.
I never expected that this little monk was so different. When she ignored him, he just ignored her! He continued to go his own way and asked for pine nuts. However, this guy was muttering to a Bodhi tree in the middle of the night.
You want pine nuts, is that too weird? Are there squirrels on the Bodhi tree? Even if there are, can people understand what you are saying?
"Could it be mental illness?" The woman thought of this and moved to the side, keeping her distance!