Perhaps it is because the tombs are to be swept the next day. There are especially few people who come to burn incense and worship Buddha today. They are probably planning to sweep the tombs tomorrow. After all, tomb sweeping during the Qingming Festival is a big event. Basically, relatives and children of each family will come over. At this time
, families close to ancestral graves have to entertain these relatives and prepare various sumptuous dishes. This cannot be done at once and must be prepared in advance.
The day passed like this, it was dark, Fang Zheng got up early and opened the door.
As soon as he came out, the lone wolf ran over vigilantly. The monkey also came over sleepily.
Fangzheng rubbed the heads of the lone wolf and the monkey and began to clean the Buddhist hall. The monkey went to sweep the floor. One night, the Bodhi tree fell a lot of leaves, and the monkey was helpless.
After cleaning the Buddhist hall, Fang Zheng started cooking and had breakfast. It was already past six o'clock. After packing everything, Fang Zheng took out the hemp money paper and a lot of incense prepared a day in advance from the room, as well as
Crystal rice, plus some blanched willow buds and dandelion leaves, opened the temple door and went out.
The sky was overcast, as if it was going to rain, and the wind was not strong, but it made people feel a bit chilly.
As soon as Fang Zheng went out, the lone wolf, monkey, and squirrel immediately followed him out. However, seeing the solemn look on Fang Zheng's face, they did not dare to mess around.
However, the squirrel still asked curiously: "Abbot, why is your expression so solemn? Also, what is Qingming Festival?"
Fang Zheng said: "'Fifteen days after the Spring Equinox, when the two fingers are ding, it is the Qingming Festival. At that time, everything is clean and clear. At the same time, the air is clear and the scenery is bright, and everything is visible, hence the name.' When the Qingming Festival arrives, the temperature rises.
It is also the time for spring plowing, so there is a saying that “before and after the Qingming Festival, plant melons and beans.” This is the day when the earth recovers..."
Lone Wolf was also curious: "Since it's a good day, why do you still look so sad?"
Fang Zheng said: "Qingming Festival, in addition to being a solar term, is also a day for human beings to sacrifice their ancestors and those who have passed away. How can you smile playfully when paying homage to the dead? From the moment you step out of the house, you must remember the things of your ancestors and never laugh.
Swear angrily. Otherwise, if the ancestors find out, wouldn't they think you are happy for their departure? This is a sign of disrespect for the ancestors, do you understand?"
The lone wolf immediately straightened his face and looked extremely serious. The squirrel also suppressed his fat face and became serious. The monkey imitated the square appearance and arranged the monk's clothes. He looked old-fashioned and quite a bit like a monk.
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Seeing that the three little guys were so smart, Fang Zheng was also happy. He nodded slightly and took the three animals to the grave of Zen Master Yi Zhi.
The grave of Zen Master Yi Zhi is not far away, with the mountains at his back and the great plain in front of him. The view is very broad. Fang Zheng doesn’t know Feng Shui and doesn’t know whether this place is good or not, but Zen Master Yi Zhi liked to stand there when he was alive.
Here he could look far into the distance and comprehend Buddhism, so Fang Zheng buried him here.
Arriving in front of the grave, Fang Zheng took a deep breath and said, "One-finger daddy, I'm here to see you."
While he was talking, Fang Zheng put everything down and was trying to clean up the weeds on Zen Master Yizhi's grave. After the winter, the weeds on it had all dried up, so it was not difficult to clean up.
After cleaning up, Fangzheng took out a handful of incense!
The monkey came over to take a look and said: "Abbott, when others come to offer incense, they only use three sticks. Why do you take so many? Old Zen master likes incense?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "No, if the poor monk came alone today, three sticks of incense would be enough. However, now there is more than just the poor monk in Yi Zhi Temple. The three of you can also be considered as members of Yi Zhi Temple. Today,
Ours is a family-style worship. For family-style worship, we need to use 365 incense sticks. Divide these 365 incense sticks into equal parts according to the number of males, and then burn the incense in order of age.
This is also a rule. Today, the four of us are here, so we will divide four sticks. The extra stick will be taken by the poor monk who is the oldest." After saying that, Fang Zheng took out 92 sticks of incense, and the remaining sticks were divided into four sticks.
Give 91 roots to the monkey, lone wolf and squirrel.
The monkey is fine, just take it.
The squirrel was miserable. It was so fragrant that it was difficult to hold it even if he tried to open his little paws. He could only put it on the ground temporarily and watch.
The lone wolf was afraid that it would get wet, so he also placed the incense on the ground.
The three little guys originally thought they were here to watch the fun, but they didn't expect Fang Zheng to say such words and regard them as members of the Yizhi Temple and relatives. Suddenly, each of them felt warm and a little light in their hearts.
So proud, look, the bald man in front of me is our boss!
Fang Zheng lit the incense, came to the grave, raised it high, and said, "Point to dad, Fang Zheng is here to see you. Today is your festival, and I respectfully invite you to come and enjoy the sacrifice."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zheng saw that the incense in his hand suddenly became strong in a gust of wind. At the same time, the green smoke rose to the sky and refused to disperse despite the wind. Although the incense was thin, it was clearly visible!
Seeing this scene, Fang Zheng was also shocked. He had never seen this scene before.
"No need to be surprised. There are Buddhas and ghosts in the world. But this ghost is not the ghost in the netherworld as you think, but the ghost in the heart. The ancestors of the world do not live in the underworld, but in the hearts of future generations, because of the longing of future generations.
, so they exist, and they disappear because of the forgetfulness of future generations. They are kind-hearted because of the gratitude of future generations. Because their hearts are kind, they bear good fruits and receive good rewards. On the contrary, if a person forgets his parents and ancestors,
, How can the things you do be good if your heart is broken? If your character is questionable and you do bad things, you will naturally have bad retribution. This is what the world calls the protection of ancestors... When descendants offer sacrifices, they are not only worshiping their ancestors, but also
My own heart." The system suddenly spoke.
When Fang Zheng heard the words, he suddenly understood. He clasped his hands together and recalled all the events in the past when Master Yizhi was alive. At that moment, he seemed to see Master Yizhi right in front of him. At that moment, Fang Zheng understood something about what he had done before.
There are things that I don’t understand, and I still have feelings that I can’t explain clearly.
Fang Zheng held the incense in his hand and bowed before him. Then he held the incense sticks and inserted them one by one with his left hand, from right to left, neither too fast nor too slow. After a while, all the incense sticks were inserted. Generally, when inserting incense, Fang Zheng placed it on one side.
Explained to the three little guys: "We who are alive are with the left facing up, and those who have passed away are with the right facing up. We use our left hand to show our great respect for them. They are our elders, and we have to be shorter;
Inserting from right to left is in line with other people's principles."
After placing the incense, Fang Zheng knelt down and kowtowed. When his three heads landed on the ground, he said, "Dad Yi Zhi, I haven't been here for a long time. But you should also be able to see that our Yi Zhi Temple has been renovated, and the incense is getting more and more popular."
Wangsheng, and even held a Buddha bathing ceremony, everything went so smoothly. Seeing this, you should be happy, right? This has been your lifelong dream, and it has been achieved today. Believe me, I will definitely give it a try.
The temple becomes a great temple in your mind."
"Abbott, can the old Zen Master hear what you say?" the monkey asked curiously.