Fang Zheng looked at Huang Gaolan and said calmly: "You have done evil yourself, and you still want the Buddha to bless you with a child? Huang Gaolan, people do evil with karma. Now that you are burdened with karma, why do you get pregnant? It's just a matter of annihilating children and grandchildren.
It’s just the beginning.”
When Huang Gaolan heard this, her heart trembled. She asked herself that she had hidden it very well. No one in the village knew about it, not even her husband. But Fang Zheng was very sure that she had done something shady! Huang Gaolan knew that this
The monk must have known something...
Thinking of this, Huang Gaolan stared at Fang Zheng and said, "How much do you know about me?"
"If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing unless you do it yourself." After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the Buddhist hall. As he walked, he said: "If you really want a child, then think carefully about how to atone for your sins. There is no folk remedy for a poor monk, the only folk remedy
, it’s merit.”
Huang Gaolan chased after him and shouted, "Fang Zheng, what do you know?"
Fang Zheng turned back to look at Huang Gaolan, his eyes of wisdom opened, and Huang Gaolan's karma rose. Almost at the same time, Fang Zheng felt the power of the Thousand-Handed and Thousand-Eyed Guanyin on the Ten Thousand Buddhas Tablet behind him.
Zhong Ming realized that with the help of the power of the Buddha statue, Fang Zheng looked at the evil aura above Huang Gaolan's head.
I saw that the evil aura suddenly changed. It was a figure, the figure was blurry, but a pair of eyes were extremely clear, staring at Huang Gaolan with resentful eyes. Fang Zheng knew that it was not a ghost or a monster, but karma.
An image that appears under the eyes of wisdom.
"A human life." Fang Zheng said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, Huang Gaolan knelt on the ground with a bang and could not stand up anymore. She thought Fang Zheng was just saying it casually, but she didn't expect that this thing that only she knew was discovered. Huang Gaolan shouted: "
I didn't mean it... I really didn't mean it, she fell into the reservoir on her own that day."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he sighed and said, "Huang Gaolan, it's useless for you to tell these poor monks. If you really want to explain, go to the Buddhist hall and tell the Bodhisattvas."
Huang Gaolan shouted: "Fang Zheng, you won't report me, right?"
Fang Zheng said nothing. Heaven has justice and the world has royal laws. He can judge whether a person is right or wrong, but Fang Zheng will not care about punishment unless it is a last resort. Heaven's punishment has been imposed, and Huang Gaolan has nothing to do with it.
Son, but this is not enough...
Fang Zheng entered the Buddhist hall, sat in front of the wooden fish, clasped his hands together, pronounced a Buddhist name, and quietly knocked on the wooden fish.
Huang Gaolan's heart trembled when she heard the sound of wooden fish. She looked up at the Bodhisattva statue in the Buddhist hall, sighed, walked in, knelt on the futon, and said something silently. The scene of that day flashed through her mind...
Fang Zheng's thoughts moved, and what Huang Gaolan was thinking also appeared in front of Fang Zheng's eyes.
Twenty years ago, Huang Gaolan and her friend Wei Shuqiao from the village went to the mountains to pick wild vegetables together, but Huang Gaolan made the invitation with the intention of killing Wei Shuqiao. The reason is very simple. Huang Gaolan and her current husband Jiang Song were childhood sweethearts and liked him since childhood, but Jiang Song
Song was secretly in love with Wei Shuqiao, and the attitude between Wei Shuqiao and Jiang Song was a bit ambiguous. In addition, she and Wei Shuqiao competed at the same time to choose the announcer in the village, but both lost. Jealous in her heart, Huang Gaolan pretended to be friends with Wei Shuqiao and went to the top of the mountain.
, pushed Wei Shuqiao off the cliff.
In order not to arouse others' suspicion, Huang Gaolan also jumped down, but she was prepared so she just hung on the tree and was not injured.
This incident caused a sensation for a while, but Huang Gaolan had always had a good reputation, and she almost died, so no one doubted her. Later, Huang Gaolan and Jiang Song got married, but they had no children for twenty years, and they still have no children until now.
.As for Huang Gaolan, because she had no children, her temper became more and more irritable, and she changed from a village beauty to a famous shrew in eight villages in ten miles. Her relationship with Jiang Song also became weaker and weaker. She always believed that their relationship was not good enough.
Well, the main reason is that I don’t have children.
And Jiang Song was no stranger to Fang Zheng. He came to offer incense on a snowy day two years ago. He came in a hurry and left in a hurry. Fang Zheng glanced at him a few times at first, but he didn't take it seriously.
Seeing this, Fang Zheng completely understood the cause and effect of Huang Gaolan's body, and his thoughts moved.
Huang Gaolan felt that the world in front of her suddenly collapsed, and she appeared on the top of the mountain. She happened to see her young self walking up the mountain with Wei Shuqiao, and shouted: "There seems to be a Ganoderma lucidum there in Shuqiao's place!"
Wei Shuqiao ran over curiously to see...
"No! Don't push!" Huang Gaolan shouted desperately. She had shouted like this many times in the past twenty years, but she knew it was useless!
Sure enough, Huang Gaolan stretched out her hand and pushed it over!
"Amitabha!" At this moment, a Buddha chant sounded, and then a monk appeared in the air, standing on the lotus, looking at Huang Gaolan with a peaceful face.
"Fangzheng?" Huang Gaolan was stunned.
"Donor, do you know you were wrong now?" Fang Zheng asked.
Huang Gaolan knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "I know I was wrong. I have known I was wrong for a long time. For twenty years, I have had nightmares almost every night. Jiang Song and I came together, but he was never happy for a day."
.I go out to work every year, and every time I come back, I look like a dead person. I don’t know if he knows what I have done, but I know that he must have guessed something. We have never had children, not because of me.
It’s not possible, but he has never touched me!
I didn’t want people to know that he had never touched me. I was afraid of being embarrassed, so I said I was infertile. In order to pretend to be more like me, I looked around for home remedies and prayed to Buddha and gods...
However, this is not what I want. Where is my marriage? I am a widow... I know this is retribution, but I am not willing to do it."
Fang Zheng shook his head slightly and said: "If you are not willing to give in, then how about Wei Shuqiao who passed away? Huang Gaolan, your selfish love killed not only Wei Shuqiao, but also your husband and yourself! Let's see..."
Fangzheng thought, and two mirrors appeared in the sky. In the mirror on the left, a beautiful woman was gentle and virtuous, smiling like a flower; in the mirror on the left, a village woman stood at the entrance of the village and cursed like a madman.
The girl on the left is dressed very plainly, but very beautiful; the village woman on the right is dressed very beautifully, but looks ugly no matter how you look at it.
The girl on the left blushes when chatting with a handsome man, and the man looks at her with love in his eyes; the village woman on the right is dressed beautifully, but the other man doesn't even look at her.
…
Comparing the pictures one by one, Huang Gaolan looked at the one on the left, then at the one on the right, her eyes full of confusion.
Fang Zheng looked at Huang Gaolan and asked, "How about the girl on the right?"
"It's beautiful, her eyes are so pretty." Huang Gaolan replied subconsciously.
"What about the one on the left?" Fang Zheng continued to ask.
"Ugly, as ugly as a mad dog." Huang Gaolan said.
ps: I have seen everyone’s comments on the official account, and I have tried my best to recover some, but there are too many, and there is a time limit. Sorry, this is my first time tinkering with this, and I don’t know that I can’t reply after the time limit. Huang Liang promises, I will work hard,
I will reply to everyone when I have time. [Public account: Huangliangjiu]. The illustrations of our monk are still being selected.