At the same time, not far from where Fang Zhengzheng was doing the Sutra, there was an additional figure.
"This idiot is actually chanting sutras in front of the fields. Can chanting sutras also prevent the seeds from freezing?" Li Xueying looked at everything in front of her with a speechless expression.
However, the picture in front of me is really beautiful.
There is the overlord of heaven and earth, there are wild and untamable carnivorous wolves, there are clever and clever squirrels, and lively and active monkeys. When they come together, it should be a chaotic battle, but at this moment, it turns out that
So harmonious. Coupled with the sun, this is not a mundane scene, it is clearly a painting!
Li Xueying took out her phone, clicked it, and took a photo of the scene. She subconsciously wanted to share it with her friends, but when she clicked to confirm, she stopped.
Looking at the little monk in front of her, then at a few small animals, and then at the quiet temple, Li Xueying shook her head and said: "It's rare to find peace and quiet, why bother with the bustle?" So, she clicked Cancel.
Little did she know that with her click, Fang Zheng missed another opportunity to complete the task. If Fang Zheng knew about it, he would probably cry...
Li Xueying came to Fang Zheng, but Fang Zheng didn't know her arrival and was still chanting sutras.
Li Xueying listened to the scriptures and watched the afterglow of the setting sun falling on the small rice field. The golden light reflected on Fang Zheng's face. At that moment, Li Xueying seemed to see the golden Buddha. Unknowingly, her heart became quiet.
She came down and sat on the ground. She didn't care about the dirt and coldness on the ground. She just sat there and looked at Fang Zheng. Her eyes were quiet and peaceful. She didn't know what she was thinking about. Maybe she didn't think about anything at all. She liked this kind of silence and no one.
No worries, a relaxing feeling without thinking about anything.
She didn't know how long she had been sitting there, but Li Xueying suddenly felt a little itchy on her ankles. She looked down and was stunned! She saw a few grasses stuck in her socks. When she moved a little bit away, she was surprised to find that... all around her...
...To be precise, around Founder, the grass seems to grow a little faster than in other places!
Li Xueying rubbed her eyes, feeling unbelievable. Is this possible? Absolutely impossible!
Li Xueying is also a person who has seen the world. Whether it is filming or personal preferences, she has traveled almost all over the world. She has visited all major religions and met countless eminent monks and capable people, but she has never seen anyone with such ability.
"It must be an hallucination. Maybe water is sprinkled here and the grass grows a little faster." Li Xueying thought to herself, but she still paid attention. She wrote down the height of the nearby grass, then took her mobile phone and started recording. And she continued
Listening to the scriptures, I slowly calmed down without any distracting thoughts.
The sun goes down, the moon rises, and a silvery glow falls on the top of the mountain.
There was also a group of people in the distance. Director Yu and a group of crew members had been here a long time ago. Seeing Li Xueying here, he felt relieved. He went back to have a meal and then came back. As a result, Li Xueying was still sitting there motionless.
Facing the little monk.
The little monk is dressed in white, covered with silver moonlight, and accompanied by animals. He seems to be exuding a holy light. Anyone who sees it can't help but praise it for its beauty.
Li Xueying was equally calm, dressed in black, sitting opposite Fangzheng, one black and one white forming a strong color contrast. But for some reason, everyone always felt that this international celebrity with a very high reputation in the world was in front of this little monk.
, actually feels like...a head shorter.
It’s as if the little monk is the Buddha, and Li Xueying is just a believer who listens to the teachings. This feeling makes everyone feel very uncomfortable. Their idol is one head shorter than others. How can this be done?
Someone wanted to call Li Xueying away, but Director Yu stopped him. He just asked Xiao Liu to bring a thicker cushion and send it over. As a result, Xiao Liu walked over and sat there without moving.
Director Yu could see the confusion on his face, not understanding what was going on. He said unbelievingly, "I'm going to listen too and see what sutra this monk recited to have such great magical power."
Just as Director Yu was about to leave, Lao Tao came over and said, "Director, get a cushion so that you can sit on it in case you don't come back."
"Bah, you can't come back." Director Yu scolded with a smile, took the cushion and walked over.
Director Yu is really curious, is it really so amazing and sounds so good?
As the distance got closer and closer, Director Yu heard the sound of chanting sutras, which sounded nothing different. But as he got closer and closer, Director Yu looked at Fang Zheng in front of him and felt that the monk exuded a kind of
The unique temperament makes people feel peaceful, the feeling of all the chaotic thoughts in the mind being swept away, the feeling of being entangled with countless troubles and suddenly being torn off all the troubles, the feeling of a mountain of pressure in the heart.
The feeling of being removed gave him the pleasure of a farmer being liberated, which made him feel more energetic.
He looked back at Lao Tao, Lin Dongshi, Luo Li and others, then waved his hand to indicate that they could get out, and he himself put the cushion on the ground, sat down, listened to the Buddhist scriptures quietly, and enjoyed the experience.
A man's quiet moment.
"It's weird, it's weird, even Director Yu is like this. Could it be that he is possessed by evil spirits?" Old Tao said.
Lin Dongshi looked at Luo Li: "Luo Li, you have strong energy and blood and are not afraid of ghosts. Why don't you try it?"
"Get out of here, uncle, you just said that I'm a bigot, stupid, and stupid, so I can fool you?" Luo Li laughed and cursed, but he still wanted to give it a try. So he swung his arms and walked forward.
"The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong men are gone..." Lin Dongshi shouted at the top of his lungs.
When Luo Li heard this, he turned around and glared: "If you dare to yell again, I will break your legs when I come back!"
Lin Dongshi laughed and said nothing.
Luo Li took a deep breath, walked towards Fang Zheng, and thought to himself: "Is there really such an evil thing in this world? It's impossible..."
Luo Li approached with suspicion, wary of retreating at any time, getting closer and closer, and finally... sat down next to Director Yu, rubbed the cushion a little, chose a comfortable sitting position, and listened.
Gone.
"Damn it, even a stupid guy with such a strong blood is like this, isn't this too evil?" Lin Dongshi and Lao Tao shouted.
"Why don't we go over and have a look? With more people, we will be more energetic, and all the monsters and monsters will be swept away." Old Tao said.
Lin Dongshi gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go and have a look."
So a group of people walked over cheering, emboldening themselves all the way. When they actually arrived nearby, Lin Dongshi and others were collectively dumbfounded.
In the end, several people were reluctantly driven away, and soon they came over with quilts and a stove. Then everyone gathered around Fang Zheng and sat down to listen to the sutra. During the whole process, no one dared to make a sound for fear of disturbing Fang Zheng's mindfulness of the sutra.
At this moment, Fang Zheng was unaware of the changes outside. He was wholeheartedly enjoying the process of watching life grow, the feeling of life challenging all obstacles and breaking through the ground. That fearless spirit made Fang Zheng
Deeply moved. My heart was immersed in it, and the scriptures became subconscious recitations. And this subconscious, with what I saw and thought in my heart, made the scriptures carry the tranquility of life and the power of growth. Again
Coupled with the magnifying effect of the moon-white monk's robes and the Buddhist aura emitted when the crystal rice grew, everyone was brought into Fang Zheng's emotional realization.