Chapter 1392

"Men and young men in the Northeast, don't say anything, our lives were saved by Abbot Fangzheng. Although the disaster was terrible, we are still alive, and we are still at home. I think our loss is not as great as imagined After rebuilding our home, I would like to donate money to expand One Finger Temple! No matter whether Abbot Fangzheng is here or not, this is the only thing we can repay him."

"Yes! Expand One Finger Temple!"

"That's right, Abbot Fangzheng is gone, but his disciples are here! Expand One Finger Temple and pass on the good deeds of Abbot Fangzheng!"

"I donate too!"

"Although I'm not from the Northeast, count me in for this kind of thing."

"Count me in, I'll donate too!"

...

After such a commotion on the Internet, Wang Yougui, who was doing recovery work, also got the news and hurried to One Finger Temple.

In the end, after only two steps, a young monk walked towards him.

"Master Jingxin, why did you go down the mountain? How is the mountain? Is your master back?" Wang Yougui was really anxious. For many people, Fangzheng is a talisman and a person with great magical powers.

But for the people of One Finger Village, it's not just a matter of financial resources, but more of a concern.

For Fangzheng, family members are more important than others!

After all, they watched Fangzheng grow up, and they took care of Fangzheng's illness. Now that the child has grown up and flew away...how can they not care?

Red Boy clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, benefactor, don't get excited. The master has already left, but before he left, he left a message. The master planned to ask the benefactor to sell the materials for the expansion of the temple on the mountain. Let’s use the money to help everyone rebuild their homes.”

Hearing this, Wang Yougui sighed with bitterness on his face, "Hey...the child has grown up after all, and his realm is different."

Speaking of this, Wang Yougui looked at Hong Boy and asked, "Are you really not coming back?"

Hong Haier smiled and didn't say anything. Hong Haier, who always lied without blushing, didn't know why, seeing Wang Yougui's face suddenly changed, he couldn't tell a lie at all, he could only speak vaguely. smile.

Wang Yougui shook his head and said, "Forget it, don't lie to me to be happy, give me hope, it's better not to give me hope. It's a good thing that Fangzheng's child can go to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss and become a Buddha. I'll go down the mountain and let people I will take care of the account later and hand it over to you. Don’t worry, I won’t use a penny for anything else, and it must be used wisely.”

Red Boy clasped his hands together and said, "Since Master has entrusted everything to the benefactor, the poor monk is naturally relieved. Benefactor, Master has left, and there are still many things to deal with on the mountain, so I will take my leave. By the way, there is one more thing. Zhisi may have to move."

"Moving?" Wang Yougui was stunned: "Your master is gone, how can you move? Here, we can still take care of you for a while, leave here, where are you going?"

Hong Haier waved his sleeves and said with a smile, "It's not that I want to move, but One Finger Temple is going to move."

Wang Yougui was confused and asked, "Why don't I understand? One Finger Temple's move, isn't it just you moving? Are you going to return to vulgarity?"

Hong Haier just smiled, waved his hand and left without saying anything.

Wang Yougui was full of doubts, but it was not easy to catch up and ask, so he turned around and prepared to find someone to carry the wood up the mountain.

As soon as he turned around, Wang Yougui found in astonishment that those timbers had been completely removed by someone at some point!

What surprised Wang Yougui even more was the amount of these timbers. After so long, some materials had already been made into objects for building houses by craftsmen, and it stands to reason that there should be less of them. But everything in front of him is the original appearance!

"Could it be that the time is reversed? Or is it caused by supernatural powers again?" Wang Yougui muttered, but the matter was related to Yizhi Temple, so it didn't seem strange what happened.

No matter what, Wang Yougui did as Fangzheng said. The contact person protected the wood and started to contact the buyer at the same time.

"Village Chief, have you sold all the wood?" Song Ergou looked at the wood with distress.

Chen Jindao: "Village chief, after the timber is sold, what will we do with the money? I think it's a bit hot to put this money in our village."

Sun Qiancheng also said: "I also feel hot. We have made some money over the past year. Moreover, the earthquake did not cause a lot of damage to our village. We can clean it up later and strengthen the house. The loss here is too great, why don't you donate all the money?"

Tan Juguo said with a smile: "Even if you guys have awareness and conscience, but if you ask me, I can't donate all the money."

Song Ergou was stunned: "Uncle Tan, what you said is a little unconscious, right?"

Tan Juguo hit him on the head with a cigarette pipe and pot, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, if you are more enlightened than me, this branch secretary will do it for you."

Song Ergou grinned and shook his head quickly: "Forget it, I can't..."

Wang Yougui said: "I also agree with the branch secretary. What Fangzheng said is to support the construction of the disaster area. We are also a disaster area, and it is not too much to keep some money. In this way, no matter how much we sell, our village will keep 1,000."

"Uh..." Everyone was speechless for a while, one thousand? What is this enough for?

Chen Jindao: "I see, we are saving some symbolically. After all, the rain and dew are all covered. This is Fangzheng's last gift. Let's also get some good luck. Is that what you mean?"

Wang Yougui smiled and continued: "I have another suggestion, please listen to it. The reason why our village can develop is not to mention Yizhishan. Another point is that people from Songwu County and other places are willing to come. Sightseeing, willing to spend money, is what we are today. Now that everyone has suffered a disaster, our loss is not too big..."

"Village Chief, are you troublesome going around? Isn't it just a donation? I will donate!" Song Ergou was the first to shout.

Chen Jin, Sun Qiancheng, Yang Hua and others were also happy when they heard the words, and raised their hands: "Donate!"

"That's all right, how much you donate later, throw it in the bucket over there, register here, and write how much you donate! Don't write too little, and don't write too much, otherwise find out, and don't blame the old man for not using his cigarette pipes and pots." I'll hit you with a shoulder pole!" Tan Juguo scolded with a smile.

The crowd laughed loudly and said: "Secretary, such a big earthquake has come, we have already seen it. People, you have to look like a human being in life! You only care about yourself in everything, that is not a human being, that is an animal."

...

No one noticed that there was an extra person in the village at some point, and he stood beside them, looked at them silently, smiled, put his hands together, chanted a Buddha's name, and turned to leave.

On the way up the mountain.

"Master, I have never been able to understand why you insisted on getting an ascension in the end? Doesn't it mean that you have completely abolished all your hard work for so many years?" Hong Haier asked with a puzzled look on his face. .

PS: It's almost over, and I'm a little bit reluctant. In the future, I will write some stories one after another. There are stories about Fangzheng and Zen Master Yizhi, and there are also stories about Fangzheng's follow-up. It can be regarded as making up for the small shortcomings.