Fang Zheng took out the sledge again, put it on the reluctant lone wolf, and drove it all the way. Hearing the sound of "Oh!", he started to play like a wolf pulling the sledge.
At night, Fang Zheng opened WeChat again, chatted casually with Fang Yunjing, Ma Juan, Zhao Datong and others for a while, and then fell asleep.
There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, Fang Zheng continued his daily routine, eating and cleaning the Buddhist hall, feeling quite at ease.
But soon, the tranquility was interrupted by the sound of footsteps. When Fang Zheng raised his head, his brows suddenly furrowed. Li Fengxian was here again!
"Little monk, I'm here again." As soon as Li Fengxian saw Fang Zheng, she immediately beamed.
Fang Zheng stood up, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, female donor, are you paying homage to the Buddha today, or are there other matters?"
Li Fengxian shook his head and said: "Today I am here to thank Master for saving my life."
How could Fang Zheng believe it? If he really saved his life, the system would have rewarded him long ago, and even used this woman to come to thank him. Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "This poor monk just did it casually, and there is no kindness."
Li Fengxian said: "That's not possible. If you hadn't asked someone to take me down the mountain yesterday, my old habit would have been fatal. So, no matter what, I have to thank you personally today."
Fang Zheng said: "Amitabha, the donor's words are serious."
"You little monk, why are you so unhappy? Then you won't be curious, how can I thank you?" Li Fengxian rolled her beautiful eyes, as if her eyes could speak. She thought that even a man should understand what he meant.
That makes sense!
Fang Zheng only saw Li Fengxian's eyes beating, as if there was a generator installed inside, and the electric light shot towards him, which made his heart beat faster. Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "It's just a matter of chance. Gains and losses, the poor monk doesn't pay much attention to it.
"But I thought in my heart: "Aren't you tired if you just talk but don't practice? If you want to give me money or do something else, you should be more happy... I'll go home when you die."
"You monk, why are you so ignorant of style? How about you guess?" Li Fengxian asked with a peach blossom face.
Fang Zheng immediately gave her a fair head, turned around and left, thinking to himself: "The Sajia Temple has not been cleaned yet. There are a lot of things waiting for me. I don't have time to guess with you..." He said: "Donor
Let me guess, this poor monk has something to do, so he will leave first."
"You...little monk, stop!" Li Fengxian shouted anxiously.
Fang Zheng turned around and asked, "Is there anything else wrong with the female donor?"
"Little monk, I heard that your temple is quite efficacious." Li Fengxian asked.
Fang Zheng nodded and said: "Any temple can be effective if you are sincere. However, this temple only has the Guanyin Temple. If you ask for a child, put incense inside and pray sincerely, it will be efficacious. If you don't ask for a child, there is no point in going in."
Li Fengxian was speechless for a while. She also wanted to get closer by praying to Buddha or something. As a result, there was only one Guanyin statue inside, so why did she go in there? She didn't want a child...
But Li Fengxian immediately said: "Little monk, to tell you the truth, I have encountered a big problem in my life, and I want you to help me solve my confusion. What do you think?"
Fang Zheng shook his head decisively. He was full of doubts himself, but he still wanted to explain it to others? Isn't this funny! So Fang Zheng said: "The poor monk's practice is still shallow, so I'm afraid he won't be able to help the donor. If nothing happens, the poor monk will leave first."
Already."
"Wait a minute, why are you so anxious? I haven't told you anything yet, how do you know you can't help me? As the saying goes, bystanders know better, maybe you can? Do you really want me to continue to be sad and eventually go to a dead end?
"Speaking of the dead end, Li Fengxian pinched her lower back secretly, and her eyes burst into tears. I felt pity for him.
Fang Zheng didn't know that Li Fengxian was using a trick that made people cry, so just listen.
So Fang Zheng and Li Fengxian sat down again, but what made Li Fengxian depressed was that the poor people in this temple could only sit on rocks, which was really depressing. It was cold all day yesterday, and it is still cold today, which is not good!
Li Fengxian said: "Little monk, I am so miserable..." Then he looked at Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng remained motionless.
Li Fengxian continued: "Hey, I lost my mother when I was young, and my father sold me. You can't imagine that when I was ten years old, my father took me to go to the market. Then I met a man in the market.
He sold me in a small street! I still clearly remember that I cried so hard that my voice became hoarse. I kept begging him not to sell me. I cried... and cried...
Later I cried and fainted. In my dream, I saw my father coming back and taking me home. At that time, I really didn’t hate him, but I was so happy.
But when I woke up, I found that that was not the case. I was sold! I was really sold! By my biological father!
The person who bought me was an old single man in the city... Fortunately, the old man didn't plan to raise me as a child bride. Instead, he raised me as a daughter. My life in the future was not too miserable. Even though I never went to school, I didn't have any new ideas.
clothes to wear.
When I was fourteen, the old man got seriously ill and left after all the family's money was spent.
I buried him, and then... I walked alone on the street. I didn't know where to go. Later, I met the noble person in my life. Although she was not a good person, she taught me how to be a woman.
, how to survive.
I survived using the methods she taught. Although my life was a bit rough and I was looked down upon by others, I still survived.
Little monk, to tell you the truth, I lied to you, I am not a doctor. I am...forget it, I don't have the shame to say it myself.
I know, you are clean and I am dirty, but you look down on me. I don’t expect you to look up to me, anyway, no one in the world looks up to me... I even look down on myself. But I want to live...
One day, I will see that ruthless guy again and give him a middle finger! I will tell him through my actions that I can still live without him!"
Speaking of this, Li Fengxian was stunned. This was not what she originally planned to say. The story she had made up a long time ago was not used, and it went off topic. But when she looked at the face in front of her, she looked calm, smiling, and clean.
Like a spotless monk, my heart felt calm for no reason. Some of the impetuousness in my heart suddenly disappeared... Thinking about my past life, I felt sad and tears fell from my heart.
Fang Zheng sighed and pronounced a Buddhist chant: "Take out a handkerchief from his sleeve and hand it over."
"Handkerchief?" Li Fengxian was stunned. Does anyone still know how to use a handkerchief in this era?
Fang Zheng said: "This is the only thing left by the poor monk's parents. The poor monk doesn't even know who his parents are. He was raised by the old monks in this temple since he was a child. He eats hundreds of meals and sleeps on hundreds of beds. However,
The poor monk knows that the reason why trees grow taller than grass
, because he longs for sunshine. The reason why flowers are more beautiful than grass is because he wants to become more beautiful and let more people appreciate him. The poor monk has never gone to school. This is what my master said, or it is
My father said it. Today, I will give it to you."
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