At first, Fang Zheng wanted to plant it in the temple, but now it seems that planting it in the temple is not a good idea. After leaving Yizhi Temple, Fang Zheng looked around, and finally brought the cold bamboo seeds to Kong Jingmi rice field.
On the ground.
"Okay, just plant it here." As he spoke, Fang Zheng dug a hole, buried the seeds in it, and poured some water. However, the scene of immediate growth that he imagined did not happen. He shook his head and said,
When we arrived at the edge of the paddy field, the crystal rice seeds had completely sprouted, making the entire paddy field look green.
Everything was fine. Fangzheng called out to the monkey, lone wolf, and squirrel, and took a basket and went to the mountains and forests to look for mushrooms. Although he might not be able to find them, he was still idle and took a stroll!
Time passed day by day, and the engineering team was building the road very quickly. They were halfway through the construction. On this day, Fang Zheng opened the door of the temple and was stunned. There was a white-haired man standing at the door.
The old woman, the old woman was wearing a whitened cheongsam that had been washed, her silver hair was neatly combed, and her chin was slightly raised. She seemed not to be an old woman, but a cruising queen.
However, just this outfit shocked Fang Zheng. He looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was out. No problem, it was not a ghost... Then he looked at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Hall behind him and thought about his identity. Even if he was a ghost, he looked like him.
There was no reason to be afraid, I was completely relieved.
"Amitabha, donor, please come in." Fang Zheng didn't ask anything, turned sideways and clasped his hands together.
"Master, you're welcome." The old woman smiled slightly, her smile was very natural and friendly. Then she raised her legs and crossed the high threshold of the temple. When she raised her head, she saw the extremely lush Bodhi tree with branches and leaves in the temple.
"Bodhi tree? That's right," the old woman muttered.
Fang Zheng heard clearly, but still didn't ask anything.
At this moment, Fang Zheng's cell phone rang. Fang Zheng picked up the phone and it turned out to be an unfamiliar number.
At the same time, pointing to the bottom of the mountain, there was a silhouette. This person was tall, wearing black clothes and sunglasses. It was Jing Yan who had not seen him for a long time.
Although the two of them never left each other's phone numbers, with Jing Yan's abilities, it wasn't difficult to get Fang Zheng's phone number.
Fang Zheng just picked up the phone. Before he could speak, he heard a familiar voice coming from the other end of the phone: "Abbot Fang Zheng, long time no see. I'm Jing Yan."
"Amitabha, it turned out to be the donor from Jingyan. What happened to the donor?" Fang Zheng asked casually, looking at the old man standing under the bodhi tree with his hands clasped together and praying silently.
"Abbot Fangzheng, I must have come to see you for something. First of all, have you seen an old man with white hair and wearing a cheongsam?" Jing Yan asked anxiously.
Fang Zheng was stunned, and just when he was about to answer, the old woman turned around and looked at Fang Zheng, shaking her head slightly.
Fang Zheng gave a wry smile and said, "Amitabha, monks don't lie. I'm sorry to the donor."
The old woman turned away from Fang Zheng, obviously a little unhappy.
Then Fang Zheng said to Jing Yan: "The old lady is here, but she doesn't seem to want you to come up. Donor, who is she to you?"
"I said she is my grandma, do you believe it?" Jing Yan asked.
Fang Zheng didn't say anything, and Jing Yan continued: "Abbot Fang Zheng, I'm just kidding, she's not my grandma. Her name is Liu Fangfang. You won't know much about her name, but she has a title, Ghost by the Songhua River."
"Huh?!" Fang Zheng was stunned. There is actually someone with such a title?
"Don't be surprised. She is a human, not a ghost. But she is no different from a ghost. The people in the Civil Affairs Bureau are going crazy because of her. She has no family, and no one even knows about her past. All I know is that she appears every day
The old wharf of the Songhua River in Heishan City has been wandering like a ghost for decades. The workers at the old wharf have changed one after another, and the residents nearby have changed one after another, but she has not changed.
Maybe someone knew about her past before, but those people are gone," Jing Yan said.
Fang Zheng saw that he had already reached the front of the Buddhist hall. The monkey came out and saluted the old man with his hands clasped together. The old man was stunned for a moment, and then there was a look of hope on his face.
Fang Zheng asked in a low voice: "Donor Jingyan, why are you telling this poor monk this? This poor monk is not a staff member of the Civil Affairs Bureau..."
"Master Fangzheng, what are you in a hurry for? Can you just listen to what I have to say?" Jing Yan said.
Fang Zheng said: "Okay." Then, Fang Zheng walked outside the temple to avoid being heard by the old man.
Jing Yan said: "Abbot Fangzheng, the old dock is going to be demolished."
"What?!" Fang Zheng almost shouted. He knew very well how terrifying a person's obsession is. This old man seemed to be in good spirits, but that was because she had hope in her heart to support her. She could persist at a dock for decades.
Not leaving, there must be some kind of persistence in this. Demolishing the pier at this time is tantamount to cutting off the old man's hope, which is tantamount to killing someone!
"I know what you are worried about. My friends from the Civil Affairs Bureau and I are worried about what will happen to her. But... we really have nothing to do. If it weren't for her, the pier should have been demolished ten years ago. It has been delayed until now.
, the leadership has been changed twice. This time, it is the transformation of the entire Montenegro city, and the old city will be demolished. The old dock is notoriously dirty and messy. The point is that its existence will lead to more demolitions.
It's impossible to proceed, one link after another, that area cannot be moved at all... This time the top is really going to be demolished," Jing Yan said.
Fang Zheng said in a deep voice: "So, you sent her to the poor monk? What happens after that? After we go back, the dock is gone. What will she do?"
"There's nothing I can do. I know you're capable, so... please, please, think of a way." Jing Yan said.
Fang Zheng was completely speechless. He was being pushed to the front! If he didn't know about this, forget it, but now that he knew, he couldn't ignore it.
"The problem is, you send an old man who the poor monk doesn't understand at all, how do you ask the poor monk to communicate with her?" Fang Zheng was also speechless. Even if he is a top student, if you give him a blank piece of paper and tell him to solve the problem, he probably won't be able to solve the problem.
You have to be a fool, right? Fang Zheng is in this state now.
"Don't worry, it's not like you don't know anything anymore." Jing Yan said.
Fang Zheng seemed to see hope and immediately asked: "What do you know?"
"At least I know her name is Liu Fangfang." Jing Yan said.
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and really wanted to go down the mountain and shoot this woman to death! What's the use of just knowing a name?
"Master Fangzheng, don't you know how to tell fortunes? You know the name, can't you tell something?" Jing Yan asked.
Fang Zheng suddenly wanted to curse. He was a monk, not a fortune teller! But he was too lazy to say anything and asked directly: "Donor, have you ever thought about what will happen to her after she goes back if the poor monk can't solve her problem?"