Chapter 1 The Poor Monk【For Collection】
The story takes place in a parallel world...
In autumn in the north, the sky is high and the air is crisp, white clouds are blooming, birds are flying south, and the breeze is blowing the golden leaves. What a beautiful autumn!
However, some people don't think so.
In the southwest corner of Gulin Province, there is a mountain that is an extension of the Changbai Mountains, called the Tongtian Mountains, and there is a single-horned mountain in the Tongtian Mountains, named Yizhi Mountain. The mountain is not too high, but you can see Tianchi from a distance, but unfortunately you can't see the water. There is a temple on the mountain called Yizhi Temple! There are only two entrances to the temple, the front is the temple, and the back is the meditation room, which is also the place where the monks live... Ahem, to be precise, it is the place where the little novice monk lives, because he is the only one in the whole temple.
Just yesterday, Zen Master Yizhi of Yizhi Temple went west. The dilapidated small temple, which had almost lost its incense, looked even more desolate now.
There is a bodhi tree in the courtyard of the temple. It was transported all the way from the southern country by a local tyrant who made great wishes. The bodhi tree was planted, but the local tyrant died. The original expansion of the temple also fell through, and there is no further work.
Although the bodhi tree was planted, the climate in the north was cold and it froze to death that year. Now there are only dry tree trunks left, Fangzheng thought more than once, wait a few more years, and then he can chop firewood...
At this moment, Fangzheng was standing under the bodhi tree, holding a document in his hand, his eyes were full of sorrow, he looked up at the sky, and said a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, I'm really a dead dog, I just want to return to the world. Why do you give me such a broken document at this time? Is it because of this broken document that I will be the host of this ruined temple? This ruined temple has no money, no one, and no incense, except for wind and drinking The wind, the rain, the rain, the green wind and rain, other than being full, I really can't see any benefits!
Hey... I just want to be an ordinary person in peace, get married and have children, and then die in peace. Is it that difficult? Back then there was an old monk, it was not easy to raise me, so I just endured it. Now that the old monks are gone, I still want to rot in this ruined temple? NO! Absolutely not! "
After finishing speaking, Fangzheng rolled up the document and threw it into the tree hole.
Then go back to the room, pick up the luggage roll, and prepare to leave!
However, when he reached the gate of One Finger Temple, he stopped, looked back at the dilapidated signboard of One Finger Temple, and couldn't help but think of the old monk Yizhi Zen Master who raised him since he was a child. One Finger Zen Master is called One Finger Zen Master because he has only one finger. What can one finger do? Most people are afraid that they can't do anything, but Yizhi Zen Master was able to open a field and grow vegetables by himself, and then sent Fangzheng to school with the money from begging and selling vegetables, and successfully finished high school.
At this gate, Fangzheng was sent down the mountain by Zen master Yizhi to study.
It was also at this door, every time Fangzheng came back, he would see Zen Master Yizhi standing at the door waiting for him.
It's just that year after year, day after day, Fangzheng is getting taller and taller, but Zen Master Yizhi is getting shorter and shorter, his hunchback is getting worse, and rheumatism is also coming to him, but Fangzheng has never seen Yizhi. The Zen master was in pain, but he was always smiling. In his words: Seeing Fangzheng growing up healthily day by day, and having a successor to Yizhi Temple, he is happy and satisfied.
Hearing these words, Fangzheng's nose was sore every time, and he said in his heart: This monk is not like a master at all! Shouldn't the master speak Zen words, which are thought-provoking?
It's a pity that high school tuition fees are too expensive, Zen master Yizhi's health is gradually failing, and he can't afford Fangzheng to continue his studies. So Fangzheng returned to the mountain to accompany Zen Master Yizhi. It's a pity that Zen master Yizhi has never let him go to the field, only let him read Buddhist scriptures, learn Buddhism, cook, carry water and so on.
Three years later, Zen Master Yizhi still left.
Fangzheng has also been out of high school for three years, and his peers are probably about to go to senior year, but he is still stuck in this place. For this, Fangzheng was full of resentment, and told Zen Master Yizhi more than once that he would go down the mountain to find a job, live a normal life, and don't want to suffer anymore.
But every time he saw Yizhi Zen Master's painful expression, Fangzheng couldn't bear to continue talking.
Fangzheng has always felt that he is Sun Houzi, and that one finger Zen master is a magic spell that is put on his head so that he will never be free. But when Zen Master Yizhi really left, he suddenly realized that he was wrong! Yizhi Zen Master is not a magic spell, but his dearest person! It's the father, it's the mother, it's everything!
So he cried, knelt in front of Yizhi Zen Master's tomb and cried for a day, and when he returned to the mountain, he cried for seven days!
The first six days were really sad, the next day was hungry...
Fortunately, on the seventh day, the government staff came, brought rice noodles, and left this document, which was promoted directly to Fangzheng from novice to abbot! Although the temple is not under the government's control, nor is the promotion under the government's control, but such a paper document is still useful. At least from now on, Fangzheng has become a person with a house and land.
However, Fangzheng doesn't intend to continue to be a monk. He just wants to return to the secular world, marry a wife and have children, and live a life of peace and happiness! He doesn't want to be poor anymore!
Thinking of this, Fangzheng turned his head, looked at Songzi Guanyin in the Buddhist hall, and shouted angrily: "Why? Why do we have to be poor when we enshrine you? The Lord will not serve you! Quit it! Let's go!"
"Ding!" At this moment, a crisp sound resounded in Fangzheng's mind. Fangzheng was startled and shouted, "Who?"
"Congratulations, host, you have met the opening conditions of the Buddha system and successfully owned a temple. From now on, you will enjoy the protection of the heavens and the blessings of the myriad worlds."
"What the hell?" Fangzheng only thought someone was playing a prank, looking around, there was no one!
I searched my body and found only one mobile phone. It was a Nokia from many years ago. It was fine for making and receiving calls, and it was fine for smashing walnuts. There were only two for music. ... There used to be a network cable provided by the government on the mountain, but it fell into disrepair and broke down after a long period of time. Without the Internet, such a thing obviously cannot speak at such a high level!
The rest have nothing to do with modernization, let alone make a sound.
"Ding! Answer the host, I am the Buddha system, the person you have chosen for the Buddha."
"System? Buddha system?" Fangzheng suddenly realized something, and called, "Gold Finger?"
"It can be understood in this way."
"Then what can you bring me?" Fangzheng asked, and then smiled wryly: "Come on, don't talk about it, I'm going to go down the mountain and become a vulgar person, what kind of Buddha do I still want to be..."
"Prosperity and wealth, woman!"
"I think I'd better think about it. Actually, I still have roots of wisdom. At least Father One Finger said so." Fangzheng immediately changed his words.
"Not provided!" The system said slowly.
"I'm from QNMLGB, are you kidding me? Stop playing, go down the mountain!" Fangzheng picked up his luggage and was about to leave.
The voice of the system sounded again: "But I can assist you to become the host and master admired by thousands of people in the world, and turn One Finger Temple into the largest temple in the world!"