Therefore, morning bells and evening drums are very important to a temple. The Yizhi Temple also had a broken bell, but it was so broken that it could no longer ring. Later, it was thrown away by the system. Fang Zheng even complained at the time, because in Fang Zheng’s view
, a temple without morning bells and evening drums is like a temple without a main hall. It lacks many iconic things, and it always feels like something is missing.
Now that the bell is back, is the drum still far behind?
In addition, the clock is a large item. The system cannot give only one bell but not the bell tower, right? If it gave it to the bell tower, Fang Zheng smiled...
So Fang Zheng asked: "System, does it have a bell tower?"
However……
"Of course!" the system said.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he immediately became excited and shouted, "Yes?"
"No!" The system gasped loudly.
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and almost slapped himself twice. This damn system, he almost forgot about the frequent gasping for air.
"However, don't be sad. The bell I gave you is not an ordinary bell. It is the main bell on a small peak at the foot of Lingshan Mountain. I picked it for you to use. This bell has a special characteristic. Every time it rings,
Once, the bell tower where it is located will be strengthened. If you knock it for thousands of years, the bell tower... tsk tsk... the earth will explode, and the bell tower will be fine," the system said.
Fang Zheng grinned and said: "Stop talking about this, give back the bell tower... Do you think I can afford to build the bell tower? You took all the money away, will I use you to build the bell tower?" Fang Zheng was really helpless, poor in one word.
, it’s fine if you don’t touch it, but once you touch it, all that’s left is sadness and helplessness. Fang Zheng also thought about using his magical power to build one himself, but the temple also
There are temple rules, which he learned from the Lingshan version of the Diamond Sutra. The best temples are definitely not built by oneself! They are donated by believers! That represents the affirmation of the world and can gather merit. Every time you knock,
, are of great benefit to you. If you build it yourself, it is just a mortal thing, a decoration.
Therefore, although Fang Zheng complained in his mouth, he already had an idea in his heart, wait... what if a rich man donates a bell tower to him one day?
But now...
"Stop talking nonsense, would you like to accept the morning bell now, or talk about it later?" the system asked.
Fang Zheng rang and said: "Collect it now!"
The next moment, a ball of Buddha's light fell down. It was as big as a palm. Fang Zheng caught it with one hand. There was a small bell as big as a thumb in the Buddha's light. It was very delicate, but if you look closely, it seemed to have countless scriptures on it. It was simple and elegant.
Brilliant and brilliant, at first glance, it seems that what you see is not a bell, but a world, a Buddha! There is infinite Zen in the majesty and solemnity!
At the same time, a piece of information flashed in Fangzheng's mind: "The Yongle Bell [has been consecrated] was cast in the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. In the thirty-fifth year of Wanli (1607), the bell was moved to Wanshou Temple to enjoy the incense of the world and the royal tribute.
Later, it was taken to Lingshan by Zen Master Tuoshan and recast with gold and copper from Lingshan. It is taller and thicker than the original body. The bell is 8 meters high and the thickness of the bell wall varies. The thickest part is 235 mm and the thinnest part is 103 mm. It is heavy.
About 64 tons. Bell
A total of 70,000 words of scriptures are cast inside and outside the body! All the words are written by the Bodhisattva himself. They are ancient and powerful, natural and natural, and are engraved with the aftertaste of the Tao. In addition to being infectious, the bells also have a wonderful sense of music.
nudge
, the sound is crisp and melodious, reverberating continuously for up to three minutes; when hit hard, the sound is powerful and loud, and the sound can be sustained for up to eight minutes, and can be heard for hundreds of miles around. The sound of the bell can "wake up the rich and famous in the world, and recall the dreams of the sea of suffering"
charming.""
"Ding! Do you want to put down the Yongle Bell now?" the system suddenly asked.
Fang Zheng subconsciously wanted to put it down, but he immediately realized something and hurriedly said: "Don't let it go! Wait until I find a suitable place!"
It’s a joke that once a 64-ton weight is put down, the earth will shake. No one in the entire One-Finger Temple except Hong Boy, who has recovered his magic power, can move it at all. It will be troublesome to move it again. The heaviest one in the One-Finger Temple
It was also the first thing to be taken out, so of course Fang Zheng had to place it himself.
"Okay, you can do whatever you want. Just let me know when you need to release it." The system is easy to talk to.
Fang Zheng was very satisfied with this, but he immediately began to worry. The Yizhi Temple is not big, and there is almost no place where a large bell can be placed! Where should such a large bell be placed? This is indeed a troublesome problem!
Just when Fang Zheng was worried, Fang Zheng's cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Fatty!
"Master, thank you for your guidance last time. I sent you a little trick. I can't get through now. I'll report in on time in a few days!" After the fat man finished speaking, he laughed. There was a mess on the other side of the phone.
I don't know what he is doing.
Just when Fang Zheng wanted to say something, the phone call was cut off.
"What on earth did this guy give? Is it so mysterious?" Fang Zheng was full of doubts.
There was no talking all night, but at dawn the next day, there was a knock on the door.
As soon as Fang Zheng opened it, he saw Wang Yougui standing at the door panting, asking: "Abbot Fang Zheng, your things are down the mountain, can you get them up?"
Fang Zheng was stunned: "What?"
"Stones, wood, bricks, and a group of masons and carpenters." Wang Yougui said.
Fang Zheng said in astonishment: "What do you mean?"
"They said that a benefactor donated a bell tower to Yizhi Temple, and they were responsible for building the bell tower." When Wang Yougui said this, he asked curiously: "You don't know?"
When Fang Zheng heard this, he was immediately overjoyed! It was true that whatever was missing came, he smiled and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk knows that the donor called the poor monk yesterday, but he didn't expect it to arrive so quickly. Let them come up quickly, it's strangely hot at the foot of the mountain.
of."
Wang Yougui laughed loudly and said: "Look at how anxious you are, I have already asked someone to help you transport it to the mountain. But you also know that although our mountain road has been built, it is not easy to move so many stones and wood up."
project."
Fang Zheng nodded repeatedly, then quickly turned around and called out: "Jing Dharma, Jing Zhen, Jing Xin, you are looking after the house and have gone down the mountain to carry things for me."
After saying that, Fang Zheng ran away quickly. Seeing this, Wang Yougui laughed and scolded: "You guy, pay attention to your image, eminent monk!"
Fang Zheng waved his hand. He had grown up watching him. He no longer had to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf in front of Wang Yougui. What if his true colors were revealed? What's more, he was really happy and there was no need to hold back or hold it back. Moreover, the system seemed to
I am becoming more and more indulgent towards him. In the past, I had various requirements to keep him as a monk. But now...
But when Fangzheng thought about it, although he was different from most eminent monks, what he did was not necessarily wrong. It was enough to follow his heart and have kind thoughts. Unlike him earlier, when
He is vulgar, like a monkey who has just come down from the mountain. He is stubborn and does not know what is good or bad. Even if he is not bad, he will never be related to the monks.