"This is a wolf? Why is it so big?!" Zhang Zi exclaimed.
"It is indeed a wolf. Judging from the species, it should be a Northeastern wolf, but this guy is different from a Northeastern wolf..." Uncle Da said.
"Can it be different? This head, even the largest North American wild wolf in the world, is not that big." Yingzi said in shock.
"Woooo..." said the mute.
Uncle Da said: "Mute said that this wolf was lying next to the Drum Tower before. Suddenly it came to us. This wolf is very fast."
"Uncle Da, the mute uncle only made a few sounds, how can you hear so many meanings?" Yingzi asked curiously.
"Actually, he didn't say anything. His pronunciation just reminded me that he was about to express his meaning. After having been together for decades, I could understand what he was thinking with just one look. There's nothing surprising about it... This guy in front of me doesn't seem to be too much.
You want us to go up there." Uncle Da said disapprovingly.
"Isn't that right? The bell tower of the temple does not allow monks to visit? This temple is not that lowly. In other temples, pilgrims are allowed to ring the bell and pray for blessings," Zhang Zi said.
"Uncle Da, what should we do now?" Yingzi asked.
Uncle Da shook his head and said, "Let's go and have a look at the temple."
Although Yingzi and Zhangzi were a little reluctant, Uncle Da and Mute both left, so they had no choice but to follow. Zhangzi also glared at the lone wolf fiercely, but the lone wolf glared back at him, grinning, revealing its fangs.
Zhang Zi was so frightened that he ran away, muttering: "This wolf is so evil, he seems to understand what I mean."
"Wolves are very intelligent, so don't mess with him. He's such a big guy, and we don't have any guys on hand. If you really mess with him, you'll have to deal with it here. After all, he's a beast, and he doesn't understand human affairs, so his master can't punish him."
Uncle Da said.
Zhang Zi nodded repeatedly, not daring to provoke the lone wolf.
Behind him, the lone wolf lay down on the ground facing Zhang Zi, with his limbs retracted and his tail raised.
Zhang Zi was stunned, why is this posture so strange? It looks familiar, two legs on the left, two legs on the right, and... grass in the middle!
Zhang Zi instantly understood what the lone wolf meant, and immediately began to curse. After running around for several years, he was despised by a wolf!
"Zhang Zi, what's wrong?" Yingzi asked after hearing Zhang Zi curse.
Zhang Zidao: "This damn wolf scolded me!"
Yingzi looked over after hearing the sound, and saw that Lone Wolf had already turned over and was lying there lazily, with an innocent and casual look on his face.
Yingzi smiled bitterly and said: "Zhangzi, are you stupid? How can a wolf scold you? Can you still spit out what others say?"
"He gave me the middle finger," Zhang Zi said.
"Pfft... You seem to have lost your mind. Tell me why its claws are bigger than your middle finger?" Yingzi was amused.
"Okay, change your ways of picking up girls, use your brain, and do useless things like this all day long. You deserve to be single for the rest of your life." Uncle Da scolded.
Zhang Zi suddenly looked aggrieved. He wanted to say: "It really scolded me..." Unfortunately, he didn't dare to say this. He couldn't explain clearly. If he explained too much, he would become mentally ill. In fact, Zhang Zi also felt that
I was dazzled.
Yingzi rolled his eyes, obviously dissatisfied with Uncle Da's words.
Several people entered the temple, and Mute suddenly grabbed Uncle Da and pointed to the Bodhi tree in front of him, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Uncle Da looked carefully and shouted: "What the hell, a Bodhi tree grows on the top of the Northeast Mountain? This... this thing didn't freeze to death!"
"Uncle Da, is this really a bodhi tree?" Yingzi and Zhangzi also looked confused.
Uncle Da said: "I have traveled all over the country and have never seen anything, but I have never seen anything growing up in the north. Looking at the soil on the ground, it is all old-fashioned. It has been there for many years and has not been renovated or renovated. It should be planted."
It’s been a long time. It’s not a newly planted one. I’ve seen the devil. Are bodhi trees so cold-resistant?”
"Perhaps, the temple should put some clothes on it to keep it warm in winter," Zhang Zi said.
"Get out of here! You can protect your body, but you can't protect your roots. One winter, the roots are frozen and rotten. You're still alive. A priceless bell and a bodhi tree living in the northeast. Although this temple is small, it's a surprise.
But it’s not small.” Uncle Da sighed.
"Amitabha, isn't the donor a local?" At this moment, a Buddha's trumpet sounded.
Only then did Uncle Da notice that there was a monk standing under the bodhi tree. Looking at this monk's beautiful features and big bright eyes, they were as bright as stars. When he stood there, he gave people a feeling of brightness in his heart. It was as if this monk
You will shine!
"The little mage has really good eyesight. We are not locals. We came from the south. We heard the sound of bells and drums and came here to disturb you." After Uncle Da saw Fang Zheng, he didn't act arrogant, but looked very serious.
Polite. But the arrogance in his bones is destined not to make him like other people. The other party has the slightest intention of lowering his attitude.
Fang Zheng didn't take it too seriously. All living beings are equal. He didn't intend to be superior to others. He smiled and said, "It's not a bother. The temple is open and welcomes pilgrims. That's what it should be."
"Master, there is something I don't understand, can you ask me?" Uncle Da said.
Fang Zheng said: "Donor, just ask."
"I have been to many monasteries. Other monasteries also have bells and drums. However, in the morning they ring the bells first, then the drums, and then have morning classes. In the evening, they ring the drums first and then the bells, then pick up the drums and turn off the lights to rest. Why?
In your temple, the bells and drums are ringing together? As far as I know, the ringing of bells and drums usually means that there is an emergency in the temple, so it is sounded like this. But after I came, the temple was peaceful, and nothing seemed to happen.
Ah." Uncle Da said.
Fangzheng was stunned, what could he say? He could say that when he beat the drum for the first time, he really planned to beat the drum first and then the bell. But it didn’t work! If the drum had been beaten one hundred and eight times first, everyone would probably
I'm going to be disgusted to death! The people in the temple are fine, but what about the people at the bottom of the mountain? Although the system said that the drum sound is not of much use to the people at the bottom of the mountain, it is the system's standard. Founder asked Squirrel to go down the mountain and listen to it. Although the effect was
It's very slight, but one hundred and eight times in a row is enough to make most people uncomfortable... It's okay for a short time, but if it lasts a long time, his drum tower will probably be demolished.
In addition, it was not easy for Fang Zheng to play the drum, and the oncoming demonic nature was not easy to restrain. Without the restraint of the bell, Fang Zheng asked himself, after one hundred and eight beats, he would probably feel uncomfortable and vomited.
Therefore, the sound of bells and drums is the way to beat the Yizhi Temple.
But he can't say this...
"Uncle Da, in this small mountain temple, I guess you don't even know what morning bells and evening drums are, so you just join in the fun and keep knocking." Seeing that Fang Zheng didn't answer, Zhang Zi couldn't help but said.
Uncle Da glared at Zhang Zi, who fell silent.
Fang Zheng smiled and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha."
When Uncle Da saw Fang Zheng like this, he thought that Fang Zheng really didn't understand, so he did it, and he also had a look of contempt in his eyes. According to him, as long as a more formal temple has some inheritance, how can it not have this most basic thing?
Do you understand? You don’t understand this, just like a monk who doesn’t know how to recite the most basic scriptures. He is simply a layman among laymen.
"It seems that this is not a regular temple, and there is no inheritance behind it. This is a good thing..." Uncle Da had a plan in his mind. He was not asking blindly. In just a few words, he found out what he wanted to know.