Ma Juan smiled bitterly and said: "I have never seen anything reasonable in this master. Have you ever seen anyone who can talk to a wolf?"
Fang Yunjing was speechless. After the two of them discussed it, they decided not to tell anyone about this matter and pretended that they didn't know about it. However, they still needed to study the compression method of this photo. If they could figure out one, two or three, they might not need it in their lives.
Sad.
At the same time, Fang Yunjing also cautiously asked Fang Zheng: "Master, did you take this photo with your mobile phone?"
Fang Zheng didn't know that there were so many magical features in his photos, so he immediately replied: "Yes, you gave them to the poor monk. What's wrong?"
Fang Yunjing said: "Master, the photos taken by your mobile phone are so clear and scary. I think you should try not to send pictures to others in the future, or don't send the original pictures."
Fangzheng was stunned and fiddled with his phone. Sure enough, after the photo was enlarged, it was still frighteningly clear. This was simply not something that mobile phones of this era could achieve. So, the only explanation is the consecration charm!
"Good guy, the consecration talisman can actually strengthen technological products..." Fang Zheng secretly clicked his tongue.
"Ding! In the eyes of Buddha, technological products and ordinary fifth-grade products are the same thing. Why can't they be strengthened?"
Fang Zheng was speechless...
Fang Zheng and Fang Yunjing chatted for a few more words, and Fang Yunjing went back to work.
Fang Zheng also put away his mobile phone and returned to the temple.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Fang Zheng was stunned. There was another person at the door!
"Donor Hu Tan, why are you back again?" Fang Zheng asked slightly surprised.
"Master, I came here specifically to inform you that there are murderers operating around here. You must be careful," Hu Tan said.
Fang Zheng looked at Hu Tan who was out of breath and panting, and knew that this man was a kind-hearted person who knew how to repay his kindness. Otherwise, he would not run up so hard again, so he smiled and said: "Amitabha, donor
You are truly a bodhisattva with a heart that will surely bring you blessings in the future. Please sit down and have a rest, the poor monk will get you some water."
Hu Tan was really thirsty and drank two large bowls in a row. Then he took a long breath and said: "It's great! Master, why does your water taste so good? I also drank a few sips of spring water at the foot of the mountain. Like this
There’s no comparison!”
Hu Tan finally tasted the difference. The feeling of cheering all the cells in his body made his whole body relaxed and comfortable.
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "It's just an ordinary bowl of water. The donor thought too much."
Hu Tan also thought so. He was probably too tired and dehydrated, so he thought the water tasted good. He said: "Master, you'd better close the door of the temple. We have already called the police. They will probably be here soon. Wait for the arrest."
It’s not too late to open the door if you see the gangster.”
Fang Zheng chuckled and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is living in poverty here and there is nothing valuable. Even if the gangsters come, what can they take? On the other hand, the donor, it is better to go down the mountain quickly."
"It's time for me to leave, but Master, listen to me and be careful. I'll call you when I get back! Oh, why am I so stupid? I have Master's phone number. What are you doing here...Hey
..." Hu Tan patted his head and went down the mountain.
After Hu Tan left, Fang Zheng's face became solemn, he turned around and said, "Donor, come out."
After Fang Zheng finished speaking, there was a trembling sound of footsteps in the Buddhist hall behind him.
Fang Zheng was puzzled. This robber was quite tall and ferocious under the eyes of the sky. How come he has become a soft-footed shrimp now?
Turning his head, Fang Zheng was stunned: "Second Uncle Song?"
The person who came was none other than Song Ergou! Song Ergou ran all the way out of the village, panicked and ran to Yizhi Mountain, and finally ran into the temple, trying to hide. Song Ergou looked at Fang Zheng bitterly and said: "
Fangzheng, it’s me...that...I heard everything you just said. But the voice sounds strange, isn’t it from our village?"
Fang Zheng knew Song Ergou very well. This guy was born Song Benqing, and his name was very literary, but he was very dog-like. His trademark was stealing, gossiping behind others' backs, and being idle, so everyone gave him the nickname Song Ergou.
Song Ergou is not bad in nature, but he likes to take advantage of petty gains and chew his tongue. Now that he has come to the temple, Fang Zheng thought of the contents of the eyes of the sky and immediately understood that the person who blocked the car was probably Song Ergou! As for why he came to the mountain
, Fang Zheng also had some guesses, but he still had to confirm.
Fangzheng suddenly had an idea and said: "It's a friend from down the mountain. Something happened down the mountain. They called the police. He came up the mountain to remind the poor monk to pay attention to safety. What about you? Why did you come up the mountain too? If the poor monk remembers correctly,
You don’t believe in Buddhism.”
Song Ergou had a bitter look on his face and was still panicking. He didn't know what to say. He held it in for a long time, stamped his feet, turned around, knelt down in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva with a bang, and kowtowed with a bang bang bang. While kowtowing,
While crying: "I am guilty, I killed someone... but I really didn't mean it... I just wanted to see what the courier mailed to you. 5555..."
Fang Zheng never expected that Song Ergou, who usually had no fear of anything, would be like this, but Fang Zheng was not in a hurry to pull Song Ergou away. This person is not bad in nature, but he has a lot of problems, which makes the village full of chaos.
He was feeling restless. He thought that he would take advantage of this moment to clean up this guy and give him a good makeover.
So Fang Zheng stepped forward and stood silently behind Song Ergou without saying anything.
Song Ergou kowtowed and his forehead started to bleed. Then he stopped, sat down on his calf, looked at Fang Zheng bitterly and said, "Fang Zheng, what do you think I should do? I've risked my life...
…”
Fang Zheng announced a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the benefactor of the Song Dynasty, has killed people to pay for their lives since ancient times."
"Ah...555" When Song Ergou heard that he was going to pay for his life, he cried out of breath and seemed really frightened.
Fang Zheng still didn't stop Song Ergou. When Song Ergou got tired of crying, he said, "But I am a compassionate Buddha and will always give people a chance to correct themselves."
"Oh? A chance to correct it? But...I...I killed someone! It's not as simple as stealing a chicken or a dog. This is a crime, and you will be shot if you are caught." After Song Ergou lost his despair, he heard
Fang Zheng's words ignited the fire of hope again. However, he still asked tentatively.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Every living being in the world is under the eyes of my Buddha. I, the Buddha, cannot interfere with living beings, but I can give you justice. Please tell me how you killed people."
Song Ergou honestly told everything he had done. After listening to it, Fang Zheng thought to himself: "As expected, this guy is really curious."
Then, Fang Zheng said: "Donor Song, you caused death due to negligence, not intentional murder. It was unintentional, and the crime is much lighter."
"Ah? By the way, Fang Zheng, you have been to school, and you have read more books than me. Don't you have some political classes about government? Is there any way to deal with my situation?" Song Ergou
It was as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, but he did not believe in Buddhism, he believed more in Dharma.