In the days that followed, Yizhi Mountain became clean again, but Fang Zheng was a little confused. In the past, everyone had very clear goals for going up the mountain, either to ask for a child, for safety or other things, or to dig bamboo shoots directly. But.
In the past two days, everyone who comes to the mountain will basically come to Yizhi Temple to burn incense sticks first, and then dig bamboo shoots.
Fang Zheng was puzzled. When he saw Yang Ping going up the mountain, he immediately grabbed him and asked, "Donor, why do you burn incense first and then dig bamboo shoots every time you go up the mountain?"
"Master Fangzheng, don't you know about this?" Yang Ping was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
Fang Zheng said: "What does this poor monk know?"
Yang Ping smiled even more happily: "The result of Song Ergou's propaganda everywhere at the foot of the mountain, saying that Zhou Wu went up the mountain to disrespect the Buddha and dug bamboo shoots. As a result, he was punished by the Buddha and had black moles all over his face. This happened to eight villages in ten miles.
Everyone has seen it and knows it. People are sometimes afraid whether they have done something wrong or not. So everyone goes up the mountain to worship Buddha first and then dig bamboo shoots for peace of mind."
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was immediately speechless. He didn't expect that by cleaning up Zhou Wu, he would also light up the incense in Yizhi Temple.
Yang Ping said: "Master Fangzheng, what, what happened to Zhou Wu, is the true wrath of the Buddha?"
Fang Zheng put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor, what do you think?"
After saying that, Fang Zheng turned around and left. This kind of thing cannot be explained clearly, and the more you explain, the more troublesome it becomes. It is better to pretend to be mysterious and let everyone guess. Anyway, fearing gods is not a bad thing in the first place. It is only when you know that you are afraid.
Fear. What is really scary is the fearlessness, the person who has no fear.
Now that he has figured out the problem of incense in the temple, Fangzheng doesn't think too much about it and just goes back to the temple to do whatever he wants. Under the irrigation of Buddhist scriptures, the crystal rice grows stronger and stronger, and the crystal rice field naturally cannot hide it.
Wang Yougui and Tan Juguo have all been here. They are people who have eaten crystal rice. They know that the taste of crystal rice is so good that people want to bite off their tongues.
Tan Juguo asked Fang Zheng again about the planting method. Fang Zheng had no choice but to let Tan Juguo watch how he planted crystal rice. Seeing that Fang Zheng was chanting sutras day and night to make the crystal rice grow, Tan Juguo immediately gave up the idea. After Fang Zheng's sutras, he
After listening to it, it is the peace that comes from the heart and is full of Buddha nature. This is not some audio-visual product or just asking someone to recite a few sentences.
After getting rid of Tan Juguo and Wang Yougui's thoughts, Fang Zheng had solved a major problem.
But soon, trouble came again.
That day, at night, Fang Zheng couldn't sleep, so he took Lone Wolf, Red Boy, Squirrel, and Monkey for a walk on the mountain. Looking at the stars in the sky, he sighed: "The earth is so big, and the stars are even more invisible."
When you reach the edge, in the vast starry sky, human beings are really too insignificant."
The monkey, lone wolf, and squirrel nodded, feeling that Fang Zheng's emotion was quite impressive!
However, Hong Hai'er, the one who made the scenery look bad, grinned and said: "Bah, you vast starry sky. If I regain my magical power, I can go to heaven and earth, and my lifespan is infinite. There will always be a time when I finish exploring." At this point, Hong Hai'er's eyes rolled.
He turned around and said with a smile: "Master, have you flown before?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "I am just an ordinary person. Of course I have never flown before. However, flying is no longer a problem for humans. Aircraft have already solved the problem of flying."
"I'm talking about physical flight, not relying on those foreign things." Honghai'er said.
Fang Zheng's heart trembled. Everyone has the dream of flying, and Fang Zheng is no exception. Although airplanes can fly, how can the flight of an airplane be compared to physical flight? What's more, he has never flown a plane before!
Seeing that Fang Zheng was tempted, Red Boy immediately shouted: "Master, look, you returned my magical power, and my disciple will take you to fly, how about it?"
Fang Zheng was really moved and flew to the sky!
Fang Zheng was thinking about it, and walked to the edge of the cliff. He looked at the majestic and undulating mountains in the distance under the night sky, running through the north and south like a crouching dragon. Countless pride suddenly rose in Fang Zheng's heart, and he wanted to fly over and take a look.
Hong Hai'er immediately said: "Master, if my disciple regains his supernatural power, he can come and go freely in those mountains. Master, whatever he wants to see and where he wants to go, it will be a breeze! If nothing else, let's just point to the temple. Who will do it in the future?"
Anyone who dares to show off his hair will be slapped to death by my disciple... Ahem, the slap will make him understand the true meaning of being a human being!"
Fang Zheng glanced at Hong Boy, smiled slightly and said, "Disciple, do you know why my master didn't give you magical powers?"
Hong Hai'er said: "Master is afraid that the disciple will have magical powers and run away?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "The world is big and the earth is big. No matter how great your magical power is, if I recite sutras for my teacher, you will come back obediently. The poor monk won't give you magical powers. He just wants you to experience the feeling of being a human being and experience all kinds of life, joy, anger, sorrow and joy."
, instead of always being your mountain king, only knowing that you are happy and happy, and not caring about the life and death of others. Everything in the world has its own life, its own life, and its own fun. If you understand these things, your life will be better.
It becomes more interesting. Don’t you think your life is too boring if you just keep fighting and killing?”
Hong Hai'er looked like he was being taught humbly, but in his heart he disagreed: "This is a bullshit life. With supernatural powers, I can do whatever I want. That's great freedom! Great freedom! How can God explore the fun of ants? Leisure
My balls hurt!"
Fang Zheng also knew that it would be impossible to convince Hong Hai'er with just a few words. He was not in a hurry and was about to teach Hong Hai'er a life lesson when suddenly the sound of a gong was heard from below.
At the same time, accompanied by people's shouts, the light of flashlights, and burning torches, I heard the roar of beasts...
When Fang Zheng heard this, he shouted: "Oops, the wild boars are coming down the mountain again!"
Behind Yizhi Mountain is Tongtian Mountain. Tongtian Mountain is not an independent peak like Yizhi Mountain, but a large contiguous mountain. Tongtian Mountain belongs to the Changbai Mountain System and is full of deep mountains and old forests. In the past, there were hunters who would go into the mountain to hunt, but
As guns are closed across the country, there are not many people willing to go into the mountains. Generally speaking, the mountains that villagers refer to are the two outermost hills of Tongtian Mountain, and they will not go further in. But this is not the case for most people.
For most people, it is indeed a deep mountain.
Because of national protection, Tongtian Mountain has basically not been developed, and not many people have gone in to disturb the peace of the animals inside. In addition, in recent years, tigers have been almost invisible, and wolves have run into it.
The blind man only appears occasionally, so the surrounding area has become a kind of biological wild boar in the world!
When he was young, Fang Zheng also fought with the villagers to stop wild boars. The villagers' methods of dealing with wild boars also changed along the way. At the earliest, the villagers still had double-barreled shotguns. At that time, when the wild boars came down, they met experienced hunters.
, basically just to deliver food. But after all, there are only a few hunters like that. These wild boars roll in the mud every day, rub their skin on pine trees, get covered with rosin and then paste it with a layer of mud, then rub it with grease, and then do it again.
Layers of mud, layer by layer, are like mobile heavy armored infantry, wearing body armor outside. Most people can't do anything with them, watching the crops being harmed.