Fang Zheng readily agreed. He was worried about how to get to the Buddhist monastery. He would be happy to have someone guide him.
Arriving at the living area, Yi Xing pointed to a Zen room in front of him and said, "Master Fangzheng, that is your Zen room. That row is where the abbots live. Like us, we all live here." Yi Xing pointed.
to the houses on the other side.
The Zen rooms where the abbot stayed were all separate rooms, while the group stayed in Datongpu. This can be considered a preferential treatment...
At this time, Fang Zheng happened to see Jing Xin emerging from the meditation room. Fang Zheng immediately said: "Yixing, I'm a little tired today. I'm going to rest first. We'll talk tomorrow."
The group was tired, so they said goodbye and left. However, when they left, they did not forget to say mysteriously: "Abbot Fangzheng, if there is a chance, um... can you preach the sutra again?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "If there is a destiny, I will definitely tell it." Jokes, then talk about sutras? If you can't talk about the lotus, wouldn't you lose the chain? He doesn't do this kind of thing. Of course, if there is a destiny, you will definitely tell it. As for when the destiny will happen,
, it’s hard to say...
The group didn't think much about it. They just assumed that Fang Zheng agreed and would talk about it later. Naturally, they were extremely happy and said goodbye to Fang Zheng.
When Fang Zheng saw the group leaving, he quickly ran into his meditation room. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "Jing Xin, where are our rice balls?"
Hong Hai'er pointed to the package on the kang and said: "What's going on here? Master, your eyes are green, are you hungry?"
"What do you think?" Fang Zheng rolled his eyes at Hong Boy, sat on the kang, took out a crystal rice ball and ate it. There was no comparison, no harm, it was simply delicious! At the same time, Fang Zheng sympathized again.
That hard-working kid from Yi Xing...
Hong Hai'er came over and said curiously: "Master, the vegetarian food in Xiaguang Temple is very delicious. Why are you so hungry? Does Xiaguang Temple not care about your eating?"
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "No matter, the food is too unpalatable. I thought the one from Yizhi Temple was bad enough, but I didn't expect that Xiaguang Temple was even worse."
Honghai'er said: "I feel like it's okay."
"Okay? OK, you and my master will go to dinner tomorrow." Fang Zheng said.
Hong Hai'er just thought that all canteens had the same taste and immediately agreed. He was also curious about what the hell Fang Zheng was.
Fangzheng was also puzzled. The most picky Hong Hai'er actually thought that the food in Xiaguang Temple tasted pretty good. So, could he consider setting up a separate stove for Hong Hai'er in the future? In that case, he could save a lot of food...
…
There was nothing to say all night. The next day, before dawn, Xiaguang Temple was already abuzz. Countless monks came out, decorated the temple, and cooked fast meals. In short, everything seemed lively, but orderly. In this regard, Fang Zheng
It’s no longer strange. It was the same at Baiyun Temple back then. It’s just that this time there were more people.
Yixing, Hongjing, Zen Master Hongyan, Zen Master Baiyun and others all woke up, and everyone gathered together to chat about today's events. The place where Ouyang Fenghua and other pilgrims stayed was the guest house of the temple, in the other direction, and the temple
The main body is separate. They will not enter the mountain to participate in prayer activities, but wait at the bottom of the mountain.
After all, the mountains are full of monks, and it is always bad if some women come in.
After chatting for a while, Fang Zheng saw that he had nothing to do, so he simply asked Honghaier to go out for a walk. Although the mountain where Xiaguang Temple is located has been partially developed for commercialization, the air is still fresh, and in the early morning, there are constant chirping of birds and insects.
Walking on the road makes people feel quite refreshed.
Unfortunately, not long after we left, as the sun began to rise, there was a noise from the bottom of the mountain, and then the sound became louder and louder. It was obvious that pilgrims had arrived and started to gather at the bottom of the mountain. It became noisy with more people. Founder
At this time, we reached the halfway point of the mountain. There were already futons arranged here, and a large number of pilgrims came to sit down. It was noisy for a while. When they saw Fang Zheng and met the monk, these pilgrims greeted him in a friendly manner, and Fang Zheng returned the greetings one by one.
At this moment, Honghaier said: "Master, look, is the person who distributed the leaflets the same person from yesterday?"
Fang Zheng looked up, and sure enough, he saw a man standing at the foot of the mountain handing out leaflets to people passing by. Fang Zheng said, "Let's go and have a look."
As a result, Fang straightened his legs and saw several urban management-looking people walking past. The man ran away immediately when he saw this.
There were people in front of Fang Zheng, so it was difficult to chase him. By the time he reached the foot of the mountain, the people had long disappeared. Fang Zheng picked up a flyer, and sure enough, the picture on it was exactly the same as what he saw yesterday.
"Master, is his daughter lost? Are you taking advantage of the crowd here to distribute flyers, hoping to find her?" Honghaier asked.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "I don't know, but the light of his merits is much brighter than the light of his karma. He should be a very good person in essence. If I can help him, I would like to help him, but it's a pity.
…”
As the sun rose, the bells on the top of the mountain also rang. Fang Zheng knew that the Dharma meeting was about to be held. So, he put aside the matter for the time being and went back with Hong Boy.
When Fangzheng walked into the temple, he happened to see Zen Master Xiaguang sitting on a futon with a string of fifty-four Buddhist beads hanging on his head. His whole body looked solemn, with his hands clasped together and his eyes lowered.
But he remained silent.
Zen Master Baiyun gave Fang Zheng a wink, and Fang Zheng immediately sat down. His seat was right next to Zen Master Hongyan, and next to it was the Hong Sutra. Fang Zheng almost didn't recognize the remaining monks.
Other monks also sat down one after another, but some subtle discussions also started as Fang Zheng took his seat.
"Who is that little monk?"
"You are the abbot at such a young age?"
"Isn't he too young? Does he have enough Dharma?"
"Shh... I heard that Senior Brother Tongguang was punished to go to the Zhaitang yesterday because he offended this monk."
"What? He is that Master Fangzheng? I have also heard that yesterday, Senior Brother Tongguang and Zhiyun from Nanfeng Temple teamed up to trick him. As a result, this monk's energy is frightening."
"Yes, Zen Master Hongyan and Zen Master Baiyun both support him, and I heard that his coming is the result of Zen Master Baiyun's strong recommendation."
"What is his background? So many abbots are friends with him."
"have no idea……"
Everyone was talking a lot, and Fang Zheng's ears were much better than ordinary people, so he could hear clearly clearly, but Fang Zheng didn't care at all. He was famous for many people, which was inevitable. His future was destined not to be limited to one finger on the mountain and one on the whole body.
With his magical powers, he is destined not to be too ordinary. Right and wrong will inevitably revolve around him. If he can't see through and understand even such a small disturbance, he won't have to go down the mountain and will die on the mountain.