Fang Zheng smiled bitterly in his heart. This happened not once or twice. It seemed that after he became famous on the Internet, more and more pilgrims came to take photos with him and offered incense. Fang Zheng always felt that these female donors
He is not here to offer incense and pray for blessings, but to play gangster! If he is an ordinary person, he will naturally be willing to be played as a gangster, but... he is a monk! A monk who may be struck by lightning at any time because of his wrong thoughts! This feeling,
Very bad, very bad!
But refuse? Fang Zheng really can't find a suitable reason. Under normal circumstances, as long as you don't take pictures of Buddha statues in the temple, there really isn't much else to pay attention to. Even if you take pictures of Buddha statues, it's not impossible, but you have to do it when taking pictures.
Take an overall photo, not half a head or something like that.
Of course, most people are not encouraged to take pictures of Buddha statues. What do you do after taking them? Do you take them back and enshrine them? Obviously this is impossible. If you don’t enshrine them and use them to press the bottom of the box, this is disrespectful to the Buddha.
Some people also say that there are many spiritual beings in the temple, and they all come to the temple to listen to sutras and eat incense. It is easy to take pictures of them attracting supernatural things. Regarding this statement, Fang Zheng just smiled.
All in all, if it was to take a picture of a Buddha statue, Fang Zheng would still have a reason to refuse, but if he were to take a picture of a person?
Click!
"Thank you, Abbot!" The two girls ran away happily.
Fang Zheng looked at the backs of the two women and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Should the poor monk charge a fee? Maybe he can make a fortune..."
Just then, a familiar voice sounded.
"Master Fangzheng, long time no see!" Then a beautiful figure came into view of Fangzheng. It was Zhu Lin, the female anchor whom he met on the way to Baiyun Temple.
"Amitabha, the female donor, it's been a long time indeed." Fang Zheng said with his hands clasped together.
"Master Fangzheng, I'm just here to gain popularity this time. Can I take a photo or something? It's best to do a live broadcast?" Zhu Lin asked familiarly.
Fang Zheng shook his head decisively. He had seen Zhu Lin live broadcast. During the live broadcast, it was like a different person. Thinking about what she said made him blush, so he said: "Female donor, just take pictures, forget about the live broadcast."
"That's alright, come on, show off and smile!" Zhu Lin immediately came up to her. She also knew that Fang Zheng was an innocent little virgin, so she kept a safe distance. After clicking a picture, she quickly ran to the side to live broadcast: "
Gays, look, this queen didn’t lie to you, right? The monk came right away as soon as she said it!”
"You say we're not close enough? Do you really want me to have a relationship with the master? Come on, come on, sign up where you are, and I'll beat you to death..."
"No kidding, the master is very powerful, and I respect him very much. Get out of here, you are the demon, and your whole family will be conquered by demons!"
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After a while, Zhu Lin put away her cell phone and went to burn incense.
After lighting incense and making a wish, Zhu Lin looked at Fang Zheng's backyard curiously and said, "Master Fang Zheng, can you go and have a look?"
Fang Zheng had just sent away the two people who took the group photo. He really couldn't refuse Zhu Lin's request. After all, he was staying at someone else's house. So he nodded and asked the monkey to take Zhu Lin in. The monkey was immediately overjoyed when he heard this.
These wolf-like and tiger-like people were pulling all kinds of noises, which made him think that these people were snapping! If he hadn't watched Fang Zheng endure it all the time, he would have climbed up the tree and ran away. Now there is an upright person.
Reason, naturally very happy, greeted Zhu Lin, and ran into the backyard.
When Fang Zheng saw this, he shook his head slightly. The monkey's character still needs to be tempered...
Just after sighing, an uncle came over and took out his mobile phone. Without thinking, it was for taking pictures. Fang Zheng realized that he also needed to practice...
When it was almost noon, the pilgrims finally dispersed. Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn around and go to the backyard to take a look.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me, accompanied by an angry voice: "You naughty kid, come here!"
Fangzheng looked back and saw a middle-aged woman wearing sanitation worker's clothes, carrying a little boy who must be about ten years old. The little boy was pulling back along the way, as if he didn't want to come, but he didn't.
Crying, with a stubborn look on his face.
Fang Zheng walked forward curiously, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, donor, what are you doing?"
When the woman saw Fang Zheng, she said angrily: "This child is possessed by evil spirits. I heard that the Master has efficacious effects here, so I will bring him here to have a look."
Fang Zheng was stunned, was he possessed by evil spirits?
Fang Zheng opened his eyes and looked at the little boy. Good guy, a child has so much karma on his body! There is black energy lingering all over his body. Looking at the women, they are normal. They have some karma, but very little. Most of them are...
The golden breath of merit.
Fang Zheng frowned and said: "The female donor, the poor monk is Fang Zheng, the abbot of Yizhi Temple. What do you mean by being possessed by evil spirits? According to the poor monk, this child must have done something serious wrong, but
It shouldn’t have anything to do with being possessed by evil spirits, right?”
When Fang Zheng said that he was the abbot of Yizhi Temple, the woman was obviously stunned. She had just heard someone say that there was a miraculous temple on Yizhi Mountain, so she brought her children here. She was not very familiar with this place, and she didn't expect it.
, the abbot turned out to be such a young monk! Can such a young monk be proficient in Buddhism? Can he solve her problem?
Although the woman asked in her heart, she almost gave up hope on Fang Zheng, thinking: "Maybe I went to the wrong place, or maybe I was deceived." However, with the idea of treating a dead horse as a live doctor, she still said: "I
This kid is usually very obedient, but I don’t know when he started to get obsessed with watching live broadcasts. He also used my mobile phone to reward the anchor while I wasn’t paying attention. You said I would give him three or five yuan.
Forget it...this..." At this point, the woman almost burst into tears, her eyes were red, and when she got angry, she raised her hand and slapped the child twice.
The child shouted with an unconvinced look on his face: "Why don't you just spend some money? What's wrong?!"
The woman was so angry that she almost jumped up and said in an angry tone: "Abbott, look at his eyes. He's so fierce. Isn't he possessed by an evil spirit or something? If not, who's good child would take advantage of his parents?"
Give your hard-earned money to others? Tens of thousands for each one?!"
When Fang Zheng saw that the child was so stubborn, he was unconvinced. He thought he had given the anchor a few hundred yuan as a reward and the problem was not too serious. But when the woman said it was tens of thousands, Fang Zheng wanted to give this kid a big slap in the face! See you.
I’ve never seen such a prodigal person! Is it easy to make money? It’s easy to make money. Does the great abbot still spend his time digging wild vegetables every day? Does he use pine nuts from squirrels as snacks?
Especially when Fang Zheng looked at the woman's clothes, he felt really angry! This woman looked like a sanitation worker. What is a sanitation worker? She gets up before dawn every day to sweep the road and work, and she works all day long. Then
Farming is a typical job that requires a lot of hardship but doesn't make much money. Most people won't do it at all.
How difficult is it for a sanitation worker to save tens of thousands of yuan? Fang Zheng once read a piece of news that the salary of a sanitation worker is only more than a thousand yuan! How much is left after taking away the daily necessities of eating, drinking and sleeping with more than a thousand yuan? How much is left after saving tens of thousands?
I'm afraid it will take a few years. But this guy tipped the anchor so easily. Are you still not convinced?