Fang Zheng was also a little entangled in his heart. He needed incense money to upgrade his magical powers, and he needed more people to come and gather incense. With more incense and more willing power, there will naturally be more benefits. What's more, the more people come, the more people he can help.
If you have more people, you can earn more merit. But here comes the problem. With so many people going up the mountain, wouldn’t it be a mess? Although Fang Zheng is eager to go down the mountain, he doesn’t want to live in a vegetable market after coming down! After all,
I still like to be quieter and have some space of my own.
"Hey, why do you think so much? Even if I don't help with tourism, I will have to find ways to attract people to join in the fun. If there are more people, there will be more trouble. If there are less people, won't I have to be a monk for the rest of my life? No big deal, it will be open for a limited time! Dawn
Open the door, close the door after dark, seal the mountain! Do whatever you want! Our temple is so powerful, why are we afraid that you won’t come? Yes, let’s do it!” Thinking of this, Fang Zheng said: “The poor monk can cooperate with the government, but the poor monk has
A condition.”
"What conditions?" County Magistrate Qi asked.
Fang Zheng said: "The rules on the mountain are up to the monks. Of course, they won't hack tourists."
County Magistrate Qi nodded and said: "As long as it is reasonable and does not break the law, we will never interfere."
Fang Zheng then took out his own time stipulation first. When County Magistrate Qi heard this, he was stunned for a moment, looked at Fang Zheng, and then smiled and said: "Abbot Fang Zheng, are you afraid that there will be too many people?"
Fang Zheng smiled awkwardly, he was not afraid of being annoyed, he was mainly lazy!
After seeing off County Magistrate Qi, a big stone fell from Fang Zheng's heart. Before the conversation, he was always afraid that the government would come up with some messy things and put him in a dilemma. As a result, this conversation really made him feel relieved.
, this County Magistrate Qi is quite easy to talk to...
If people want to make things easier for him, Fang Zheng will naturally want to make things easier for others. Therefore, he also plans to take advantage of this opportunity to increase the reputation of Yizhi Temple.
Not long after County Magistrate Qi left, Fang Zheng received a call from Wang Yougui. Apparently he had also heard the news. Wang Yougui was so happy that he called Yizhi Village to rise and take off!
Fang Zheng kept smiling and listening until the person on the other end hung up the phone.
Fang Zheng dug his ears and muttered: "Are you so talkative now that you are older? Donor Tan is better, he basically doesn't take care of things and doesn't talk to me..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang again. When he looked at the caller ID, he saw it was - Tan Juguo!
When I picked up the phone and put it down again, it was already an hour later.
Fang Zheng sat there, looking down at his phone with tears streaming down his face, and finally slapped himself: "Crow's Mouth!"
On this day, Yizhi Village became more lively. At the same time, the Yizhi Village Sculpture School funded by Jing Yulong also started construction. It is located at the east end of the village, close to the road and far away from Yizhi Mountain. This is also to prevent the school from being noisy and building houses.
The sound of machinery disturbed the tranquility of Ichijiji Temple.
At the same time, the materials used by Li Xueying to build the Guanyin Hall also arrived, but there was only one tree. Fangzheng took a look and realized that although he didn’t understand wood, the wood was expensive at first glance! Even a small branch was heavy, and the wooden structure
It's very tight. The thick part of the wood is one or two meters wide, and it would take two or three people to hug it!
Fang Zheng quickly checked online. When he saw the price, Fang Zheng secretly sighed and sent a message to Li Xueying: "Donor, the wood has arrived. Are you sure you didn't rob the bank?"
As a result, Li Xueying replied: "I would like to grab it, but my skills are not up to par. This is a gift from a friend in Southeast Asia. He also believes in Buddhism and is very devout. He heard about you and watched your performance."
The eminent monk is very interested in you, so he donated such a big tree. He also said that he would come and see you if he has a chance."
Fang Zheng grinned, interested in him? When the wind blew, Fang Zheng shivered subconsciously. But he still replied: "Welcome, welcome, hehe..."
Li Xueying said: "There are still some materials that are being transported there. It's quite troublesome, and it's going to be winter, so the work probably won't start. Hey... If I had known it would be so troublesome, I would have done it earlier."
Fangzheng nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and said to himself: If you had done it earlier, the Guanyin Hall would have been built. Even so, he still said: "It's okay, there's no rush."
Then the two chatted for a while and then broke up.
The day passed like this.
The next day, Fang Zheng got up early. As soon as he opened the door, a gust of cold wind blew in. Fang Zheng shivered subconsciously. He took a deep breath, and a gust of cold air went straight into his lungs. His whole body came from the inside out.
So cool!
Fang Zheng took out his cell phone, looked at it, and said with a sigh: "No wonder it's so cold, it turns out to be winter."
"Hiss..." A sound of gasping air came, but the lone wolf climbed out of the kennel, inhaled hard, and then exhaled, spraying out a cloud of white mist out of thin air, just like the exhaust of a motorcycle.
Yes, but this energy is not black but white.
The lone wolf shivered and said, "Why is it so cold all of a sudden?"
But this guy is very hairy and thick-skinned, so he only trembled for a while and was fine in no time.
Fang Zheng said: "It's the beginning of winter. From today on, it will be winter. The cold air is coming from the north today, so it is naturally cold."
"Master, Beginning of Winter? Is it another festival?" Monkey walked out of the kitchen and asked.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Well, it is indeed a festival."
"Master, since it's a festival, will there be delicious food again?" The squirrel climbed up the wall, its eyes very bright.
Fang Zheng laughed and scolded: "You little thing knows how to eat."
"Hey, Master, please stop beating around the bush, are you there?" Squirrel looked at Fang Zheng expectantly.
Fang Zheng glanced at the lone wolf, the monkey, and the red boy who were looking out with a sly look. He nodded and said, "You are lucky. The Beginning of Winter is a big festival, so there will be delicious food."
"Haha... I knew it. At this time in the past, we would all eat a lot of food, and humans are about the same as us." The squirrel swung its tail happily, jumped on Fang Zheng's shoulder, and said with a proud look on his face.
"A squirrel is a squirrel and a human is a human being. How can it be the same? At least I have never heard of squirrels setting off firecrackers during the New Year." Lone Wolf said disapprovingly.
The squirrel blew his beard and stared: "We don't set off firecrackers, but we eat! Don't you want to eat?"
Lone Wolf was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and said in surprise: "Hey, it's true. At this time in previous years, we were also eating like crazy..."
The monkey said: "So are we."
Honghai'er asked curiously: "Master, what's going on? Are you all born to the same mother?"
Fang Zheng gave him a sudden shock. What was this naughty kid talking about?
Fang Zheng thought for a while and asked, "Do you still remember the ancient saying about frost and dew that my master told you?"