The irritable Fa Mang asked angrily: "Who is visiting?"
The monk replied: "It's the man who came to sell combs yesterday and was beaten out by us. He said he was a friend of the young man who sold you ten combs yesterday. He wanted to discuss something important with you. He also said, let's
The young monk reported to the abbot and asked him if he wanted to make Zenjue Temple prosperous, and he said he had a way!"
Snapped.
Fa Mang slapped his hand on the table and said angrily: "Okay, if he has the guts to come, then the poor monk will go and meet him!"
After a while, Fa Mang saw Fang Yiai in the main hall.
Fang Yiai exudes confidence.
Keep your head high and chest out, be different!
Fa Mang glanced at Fang Yiai coldly and said, "Do you know the boy from yesterday?"
Fang Yiai nodded: "Of course, hello, Abbot, the person who sold you ten combs yesterday was my best friend..."
He thought to himself, yesterday he saw the abbot talking happily with Du He, and he expressed great admiration for Du He in words. Now that I say that I am Du He's best friend, I will definitely get closer to him. It seems that the combs will be sold today.
It will definitely succeed, haha...
But he didn't see that Fa Mang clenched his fist tightly and made a clicking sound.
"Why did you come here today?" Fa Mang asked again.
Fang Yiai talked eloquently: "Abbott, yesterday you bought ten combs. This is a good thing. It allows the pilgrims who come to burn incense and worship Buddha to arrange their hair to avoid desecrating the Buddha. However, I see that the incense in Zenjue Temple is very prosperous.
There is an endless stream of pilgrims coming. If there are only ten combs, how can they be enough? Therefore, today I specially brought a hundred combs to the abbot. The abbot bought them all. He can replace them every two months, which is enough.
It’s been a year and a half, Abbot, what do you think?”
"I don't know, how much does it cost to sell this comb?"
"Of course the price is the same as that of my friend, one hundred cents each, all the combs are here, ten guan, they all belong to the abbot." Seeing that the great work was about to be completed, Fang Yiai felt happy in his heart.
Fa Mang suddenly raised his head, stared at Fang Yiai, and asked, "Are you a fool for treating me as a poor monk?"
"Abbott, you..."
Before Fang Yiai could finish speaking, he felt a fist flying towards him.
boom.
He was knocked to the ground.
"Come on, beat this liar to death!"
Wow.
A dozen monks rushed in from the door and punched and kicked Fang Yiai.
After a while, Fang Yiai was thrown out of Zenjue Temple.
…
It's noon time.
Du He and Ma Zhou were discussing the recent political affairs of the county government in the yard.
Suddenly, Du He asked curiously: "Why is Mr. Fang not seen this morning?"
Ma Zhou said: "I heard that Mr. Fang went out with a box early this morning. I am afraid that he received the teachings from the Duke yesterday and suddenly became enlightened. He became a salesman this morning."
"Master Fang still listens to diligence. If he can really calm down and do something, Master Fang's hard work will not be in vain!" Du He said with emotion.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared opposite the two of them.
I saw that he was wearing tattered clothes, his clothes were covered with mud, his hair was disheveled and stained with blood.
Du He and Ma Zhou were both shocked.
Du He asked: "Who are you?"
Ma Zhou shouted: "Protect the Duke!"
The guards have already rushed over.
But he saw the man flipping his hair aside and crying loudly: "Du He, I...I am Fang Yiai!"
Du He took a closer look.
Sure enough, it was Fang Yiai.
His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was no different from a pig's head.
"Oh, Mr. Fang, why do you look like this? What kind of creature beat you like this? Were you beaten by Guan Cheng?" Du He asked in surprise.
This is too heavy a blow.
Except for that bitch King Shu, there seems to be no such ruthless person in Huxian County, right?
Fang Yiai burst into tears: "It wasn't Guancheng...it was Zenjue Temple, those people from Zenjue Temple. They beat me. The ones who beat me were the same people yesterday...I... early in the morning..."
He briefly talked about what happened today intermittently.
After hearing this, Du He was shocked: "How could it be possible? Yesterday I was chatting and laughing with Master Fa Mang. Master Fa Mang is an enlightened monk and is compassionate. How could he hit someone? Are you on the wrong track?
"
Fang Yiai pointed to the wound on her forehead: "Du He, you were deceived by him. That Fa Mang is a bandit. Look, the wound on my head was hit by him with an incense stick. He
You are more ruthless than anyone else..."
Du He scratched his head: "I still find this unbelievable. Mr. Fang, could it be that you failed to complete your task of selling combs and just made up such a lie."
Fang Yi's love can't be defended by anyone.
Ma Zhou pulled Du He aside and whispered: "Jun Gong, my housekeeper is a bit stupid and can't even do such a small thing. Why don't we let him pay back the money and send him back to Chang'an?
People...I'm afraid they won't live long!"
These words were heard by Fang Yiai.
He rushed to Du He angrily and shouted: "Du He, if you don't believe me, just go to Zenjue Temple and you will know. That Fa Mang is crazy. He will kill you when he hears the word "comb".
Beat people, go and take a look and you will know whether what I say is true or false."
Du He thought for a while and nodded: "That makes sense. Okay, Mr. Fang, you continue to disguise yourself, and I will go to Chanjue Temple again. I want to see who Master Famang is.
A truly enlightened monk is still a rooster and a dog robber."
"If you go and see it, you will definitely regret it." Fang Yiai said unconvinced.
The group made simple preparations, left the county government office, and rushed to Zenjue Temple again.
In order to avoid being beaten again, Fang Yiai tried her best to persuade Du He to bring more guards.
…
Fa Mang felt very sad.
A few combs and a lot of money are not a big deal.
But he was actually deceived.
After all, I am also an eminent monk who has studied Buddhism for many years.
How could I be deceived by a young man?
I can't swallow this feeling in my heart.
He has sent people to look for the young man near Hu County. If he is found, he will capture him and bring him to Zenjue Temple. He will explain it clearly. If the reason does not make sense, he does not mind leading others to beat him up.
, anyway, many monks in the temple are used for fighting.
Suddenly there were rapid footsteps at the door.
A monk ran in and said in surprise: "Abbot, we have made money!"
Famang raised his head displeased: "This is an important place of Buddhism, how can you open your mouth and keep silent about making money?"
The monk hurriedly stepped forward, leaned into Fa Mang's ear, and whispered: "Abbott, what a happy event. Just now, several pilgrims came to burn incense. After they used the comb, they felt that this was an act of respect for the Buddha. As soon as they spread the word
, all the people who came to worship Buddha thought this was a good thing, and everyone came happily. Now, many people nearby have heard about this, and they have come to worship Buddha and burn incense. No one objects to this anymore, just in a short time
, the number of people who come to the temple has exceeded that of the previous few days... The incense money and merit money are also more than the previous few days combined. This is a great event! We have made money!"