Yimiao shook his head and said: "Brother Abbot said, it doesn't matter who is in charge. It is a good thing for those of us who practice Buddhism to be less disturbed by external things. What's more, the Nanyue Buddhist Association is presided over by people from many temples. Since they are all
We are offering incense to the Buddha and praying for peace for the world, so why bother with this?"
Fang Zheng put his hands together and said, "Amitabha."
As a small fan of money, Fang Zheng admired the abbot of Shangfeng Temple for being able to put down such a huge financial temptation, face it calmly, and practice Buddhism with peace of mind. At least, if it were Fang Zheng, he would try his best to get it back.
When you walk into the Zhurong Hall, you will face Zhurong God. Surrounded by Buddhist and Taoist gods and Buddha statues, it is true that Buddhism and Taoism are melted into one furnace, regardless of you and me.
There was an endless stream of tourists waiting to worship Buddha and gods in the main hall. When Fang Zheng saw this, he finally understood why incense was burned outside. There was really no place to burn incense inside.
After leaving the main hall, Yimiao invited Fang Zheng to come back to Shangfeng Temple to sit down. Fang Zheng counted the time and declined. There is no such thing as a banquet in the world, not to mention, he was really worried that he would leave Yizhi Temple for too long and something would happen on the mountain.
Yao Mozi. After all, Hong Boy is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Fang Zheng is not on the mountain. He is really afraid that the roof of the house will be lifted by this naughty kid when he goes back. What's more, there is an old bastard salted fish...
Master Yimiao chatted with Fang Zheng all night. He climbed the mountain to watch the sunrise and climbed to the top of Zhurong Hall. He was really tired. Fang Zheng couldn't bear to continue disturbing him, so under Yimiao's reluctant eyes, he led
He followed the lone wolf down the mountain.
As soon as they left, one person and one wolf were stunned, because...
"Master, have you forgotten something important?" Lone Wolf looked at Fang Zheng with a sad face.
Fang Zheng touched his belly awkwardly and said, "It seems... I forgot to have breakfast."
"Master, is it still too late to go back and eat now?" Lone Wolf asked.
Fang Zheng said: "It's embarrassing for you, but I'm embarrassed to be a teacher. Okay, don't say anything, save your strength, let's go for alms after we get down from the mountain."
The lone wolf was speechless and looked up at the sky. Sure enough, if he followed Fang Zheng, he would not have to worry about going hungry! There was no way he could survive this day!
At the same time, pointing to the mountain, Red Boy returned the phone to a pilgrim, clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha, thank you so much, donor."
"Haha, little master, you are too polite. But your master is really good, good at medicine, and a kind person. When he returns to Yizhi Temple, we will definitely come to see him again." A girl smiled, and then waved to Red Boy.
Say goodbye and go down the mountain.
Hong Hai'er walked away on his feet and waited for them to go away. He chuckled and said, "Master is really a monk who holds grudges. If someone leaves a message, he will find a way to get it back."
Wow...
Salted fish emerged from the Tianlong Pond and asked curiously: "That bald thief... ahem, what did the master do again?"
Hong Hai'er likes the curious eyes of Xianyu and others. Only at this moment can his four junior brothers find the feelings of the senior brother. Don't you understand? Come on, senior brother will tell you, haha...
Hong Hai'er felt a little proud and sat cross-legged on the Naihe Bridge, saying: "Master almost only insulted people when he went out this time..."
Then Red Boy told the story of Fang Zheng Anton's denunciation of Master Wuwei Wuji and his embarrassing rant on the Internet. As soon as he started speaking, squirrels and monkeys also came over. There were more listeners, and Red Boy talked more.
Got motivation.
When Hong Haier finished speaking, he saw Xianyu glaring at his mouth with disdain and lying on the water blowing spray. Hong Haier raised his eyebrows and asked Xianyu curiously: "Xianyu, you spend the most time with Buddha.
Long time ago, if someone said that you have to kneel before the Buddha for three thousand years, what would the Buddha do?"
Xianyu rolled his eyes and said, "I'll probably slap him to death..."
"Uh, Buddha is so fierce?" The squirrel was startled.
Xianyu shook his head and said, "I'm joking, but don't tell me, there are people who can't afford to kneel in front of the Buddha for three thousand years."
"Oh? It's really true? Oh my God, how sincere is this after kneeling for three thousand years? Did the Buddha help him?" The monkey was also curious.
Xianyu shook his head and said, "No."
"Why?" The squirrel complained a little bit about the kneeling person.
Xianyu said: "Please, I didn't work hard for three thousand years, but I knelt down begging for help and waited for good luck to come from heaven. If I can succeed, then people in this world would stop doing anything and just kneel down and pray to Buddha."
It is estimated that the real Buddha will be exhausted to death... If the Buddha helped, he would not be a Buddha. I cannot repeat what the Buddha said, but the general meaning is: how long you kneel does not mean how sincere you are, and true sincerity is when you will
Keep the Buddha in your heart, and then keep working hard towards the goal. Only then will the Buddha secretly help you. And those who want to get something for nothing, just kneel down! The floor doesn't cost money anyway."
When the squirrel heard this, he was immediately speechless.
The monkey fell into deep thought.
Red Boy touched his chin and muttered: "That seems to be the case..."
On the way down from Hengshan Mountain, the sky began to become more and more gloomy. As a cold wind blew, crystal snowflakes began to fall from the sky. But this is the south after all, and the snowflakes quickly turned into water after falling. Then, what had originally been
The snowflakes turned into sleet, and combined with the strong wind, the whole world seemed to be filled with a bone-chilling chill.
Unknowingly, Fang Zheng accelerated his pace down the mountain. When he entered Hengyang County, he saw a long street filled with incense sellers. After turning a few corners, Fang Zheng finally saw some restaurants and stalls on the roadside.
There were still tourists coming and going on the road, but Fang Zheng and Lone Wolf seemed a bit different and abrupt...
"Master, which family are you going to marry?" Lone Wolf urged with a little excitement.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he looked at it. This question was a good one, because he was also thinking about it. As mentioned before, Fang Zheng's begging area since childhood was Yizhi Village. Beyond the land of Yizhi Village, his
My skin suddenly went from being as thick as a city wall to being as thin as a piece of paper.
Now facing this completely unfamiliar environment, Fang Zheng sighed in his heart: "If I knew who to attack, would I still need you to urge me? Sure enough, this world is reserved for thick-skinned people. It's hard for a thin-skinned person like me to do it."
ah……"
Just as Fang was wondering whether to enter a large hotel or a small restaurant, two people walked past Fang Zheng and Lone Wolf. One of the men in an orange down jacket whispered: "Old Chang, have you found the target?"
Lao Chang, who was wearing a blue down jacket, laughed and said: "Nonsense, do you think I, like you, only eat and play all day long? If I keep fooling around like this, I will drink the northwest wind sooner or later. There is an old lady in front of me, who has been there these days
She seems to have trouble with her eyesight when setting up a stall. I see her looking at things almost glued to them. She also has a one or two-year-old child with her, hehe..."