Chapter 151 So Wordy 【Subscription】

Hongjing sighed and said: "Hey... since Shengyu and He Shengliang..." After finishing speaking, Hongjing fondled the little monk's head and said, "One line, what Master promised you this time may have some changes. Yes. Master delayed you..."

"Master, don't say that. Dependence arises and extinction is the same word. If fate is not reached, it is useless to calculate more. You can see it openly." A young monk said with a smile.

Hongjing's mood improved a lot, but he still sighed: "After the spring blessing ceremony, every year there will be a Buddhist internal Buddhism exchange meeting. Every year, one of the rookies will be selected to give lectures in public. Not to mention being able to With the guidance of many masters such as Zen Master Baiyun, the point is that if the speech is good, the comprehension is high, and everyone agrees, the temple where it is located will inevitably rise and become famous.

Being a teacher also has selfishness. One line, you have a very high understanding since you were a child, and you are a rare genius. A few years ago, Baiyun Temple and other monasteries kept showing talented disciples. I was afraid that you would not be able to compare with them, so I didn't sign you up and kept you hidden. It wasn't until this year that I made sure that no one in the major monasteries was your opponent before I signed up for you.

Who would have thought that on the way, someone even more monstrous than a monstrosity would appear, Fang Zheng! Crossing the river with a reed..." At this point, Hongjing closed his eyes in despair! Nothing else, just this act of crossing the river with a reed can push Fang Zheng to the throne of this year's rookie king, preaching scriptures and sayings go up!

The party laughed disapprovingly and said: "Master, I have never seen you worrying about gains and losses in previous years. What happened this year? Although this opportunity is rare, don't you see Zen Master Hongyan is also the abbot of small and medium-sized monasteries? But, because of the superb Dharma , Even Zen Master Baiyun should treat each other with respect. Before, you told me that fame and wealth are vain, and only Buddhism is true. Today, you..." At this point, I stopped talking.

Hong Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You little devil, I was lectured by you today." Afterwards, Hong Jing shook his head and said: "However, today is different, a pilgrim came to us a while ago and wanted to help us expand Temple. Once expanded, the scale of our temple will reach the size of a medium-sized temple, which is a qualitative leap. However, the other party has been hesitant recently, hesitating whether to donate to another temple or our temple. The teacher wants to take advantage of this opportunity , to spread the reputation of our Golden Bamboo Temple, and completely overwhelm Xuanlong Temple."

"Uh, there's still this matter? Master, why didn't you say it earlier?" The line was stunned.

Hongjing smiled wryly and said, "Say it earlier? Tell you? Is it worth mentioning? As a teacher, I will never let you fight for this spot with utilitarianism. If you want to go to hell, just be a teacher alone."

The party was silent for a long time before asking: "Master, what do you say now?"

"Now? The dust has settled. With Fangzheng, we have no hope. If you know it, you'll know, what's the matter. Okay, let's eat quickly." After Hongjing finished speaking, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Yixing also ate slowly, but in the big eyes, there was a gleam of light—crossing the river with a reed?

For a meal, Fangzheng ate quite comfortably, he didn't eat a few mouthfuls of rice, and he ate a lot of vegetables. Although they are all vegetarian dishes, the vegetarian dishes of Baiyun Temple are much better than those of Yizhi Temple!

Fangzheng is not very good at cooking, the vegetables in Yizhi Temple are basically stewed in a big pot. But Baiyun Temple is different. There are all kinds of roasting, frying and frying methods. Although it is green vegetables, the finished products are extremely delicate, and the taste is both sweet and bitter.

Others may just eat it smoothly, but for Fangzheng who eats rice every day and stews randomly, it is a real treat. It's very refreshing to eat, the only pity is that the rice is far inferior to crystal rice, but I can bear it anyway.

After a meal, everyone dispersed, and a monk from Baiyun Temple arranged for everyone to stay.

Fangzheng looked at the bright house by the window, thought about the environment of Yizhi Temple back then, and couldn't help sighing: "As expected of Baiyun Temple, this condition is good."

After getting on the bed, Fangzheng fell asleep without saying a word all night.

The next day, in order to welcome the Spring Festival prayer ceremony, all the monks had a simple rehearsal. During the whole process, Fangzheng just followed along. It was easy to get into the position and chant the scriptures.

At this moment, a monk ran over: "Amitabha, Abbot Fangzheng, do you have a photo of Yizhi Temple?"

"Uh, what do you want a photo for?" Fangzheng asked subconsciously.

The monk said with a simple smile: "Well... we didn't find any relevant pictures of your monastery before, and the promotional posters we made were all drawn. The abbot saw it and was very angry and reprimanded his brothers. Let's get a picture, But..." Speaking of this, the monk couldn't continue, and his dark skin was a little red.

Fangzheng laughed immediately, then clasped his hands together, saluted, and said, "Amitabha, it's not your fault, but the poor monk. One Finger Temple is too small, so it's normal if you can't find it on the Internet. The poor monk has a photo here, and now I will pass it on to you." Hello."

The monk thought that Fang Zheng would be angry, so he was ready to be scolded. Even this time when I came here to ask for a photo, I lost in the guessing game and came here bravely. He never expected that Fang Zheng, the legendary abbot, would be so easy-going. The black-faced monk suddenly burst into laughter, took the photo, and went happily.

Fangzheng looked at the monk's back, wiped his nose, and said with a chuckle: "Whoever said that the monks in Baiyun Temple are arrogant, I think they are all pretty good..."

Until now, Fangzheng still doesn't know his status. Crossing the river with one reed, and the legacy of Bodhidharma's ancestors, together, his status has long since risen. He is a star among the monks, and most of the monks came here after hearing the legendary story of Bodhidharma, and crossing the river with a reed is even more popular. If you can't see Patriarch Bodhidharma, but see Fangzheng, you will naturally get extra points and be in awe.

Knowing that his One Finger Temple is finally going to be on the billboard, and the reputation is finally going to spread, Fangzheng is also a little excited.

I didn't go anywhere else, just squatted on the spot where the advertising billboard was placed at the gate of Baiyun Temple and waited.

More than ten minutes later, the black-faced monk ran over with a few monks, greeted Fang Zheng, and hung up the brand new poster. Fangzheng looked at the gate of Yizhi Temple above, with large golden characters, and smiled: "Father Yizhi, our Yizhi Temple is finally hanging at the gate of Baiyun Temple, have you seen it?"

Feeling happy, Fangzheng returned to the meditation room, took out the scriptures that he was about to recite tomorrow, and started to recite, preparing for tomorrow.

Just then, there was a commotion outside.

Fangzheng went out to have a look, and saw several monks pointing at the roof and yelling something. Fangzheng raised his eyes and saw a red monkey's butt disappearing into the woods.

Then Fangzheng heard a monk say dissatisfiedly: "This monkey is too much. He comes to the temple to steal things every once in a while. He stole tributes a while ago, but now he actually attacked the Buddha statue. Hey... If I wasn't a monk, if he wasn't To protect animals, I have to beat him so that I can't take care of myself!"

"I can't help it, protect the animals, live the ancestors. Let's go, just drive them away, hey..." Another monk complained.

Fangzheng watched the helpless monks holding a monkey, and was immediately amused. It turned out that he was not the only one being harassed by animals! Thinking back to the squirrel who was justified when he stole things back then, Fangzheng immediately regained his balance.

Back in the room, he continued to meditate. In the middle of the night, Fangzheng was hungry, so he dug out the package to find Jing rice balls to eat, and then...

"Where's my rice ball?!" Fangzheng looked at the empty package, and almost scolded his mother in anger. Fortunately, he had been pretending to be an eminent monk for a long time, so he could hold it back. But I still yelled in my heart: "That bastard is such a grandson, he also steals a few rice balls? Is there any other stolen goods? Stealing the rich is not stealing the poor, don't you know? Don't you even know the way of stealing?"

Gululu...

His stomach was overwhelmed, Fangzheng rubbed his belly, opened the door, wondering if he should go find something to eat?

Just then, there was a clatter on the tree.

Fangzheng looked up, and saw a shadow squatting on the tree, grinning at him.

Fangzheng looked carefully, and it turned out to be a long-haired white monkey!

Seeing the monkey, Fangzheng slapped his forehead and shouted, "Monkey, did you steal my rice ball?"

Ga? ! The monkey was startled, looked at Fangzheng with a strange expression, then pointed at Fangzheng tremblingly and said, "You can talk?"

Fangzheng's old face turned dark, why do animals behave like this when they hear him speak? Completely forgot, if an animal can talk, it is estimated that everyone has this virtue...

Fangzheng said: "Of course the poor monk can talk, stop talking nonsense, what about the poor monk's rice balls?"

"Give me a rice ball, and I'll tell you." Monkey scratched his butt and looked at Fangzheng with disgust, but when he looked at Fangzheng's room, his eyes were burning.

Fangzheng doesn't need to ask, he has been with animals for so long, these simple guys have almost everything written on their faces, and they can understand it at a glance! So Fangzheng said: "Stole my rice balls, but still want rice balls? The poor monk is hungry, what are you going to do about this?"

"Is that rice ball really yours?" Monkey stared at Fangzheng and asked.

"Nonsense, there is no one else in the world!" Fangzheng said confidently.

"Really? I think you are similar to those stupid monkeys who have no hair and can't climb trees. You have it, why don't they have it? Did you pick all the peaches in the whole family?" the monkey asked seriously.

Fangzheng was speechless for a moment. He found it really difficult to discuss this kind of interracial issue with this country bumpkin monkey whom he had never seen before.

So he went straight to the topic and said: "Don't talk about those useless things, this is my house, you took it out of my house, isn't it stealing? x-on:#￥#x-on:...0"

"Okay, stop the ink, why don't you just eat your two rice balls, what's your name? Monkey Lord eats as much as those hairless monkeys, and I've never seen them stain like you." The monkey called impatiently .

Fangzheng was stunned, he was rejected by the monkey! Fangzheng held back his anger and asked curiously, "Then what do they do?"

"Throwing brooms, smashing peaches and so on, jumping and yelling, anyway, they are very enthusiastic, but they are a little stupid. But they are more straightforward than you. They often shout and do it. Who is as ink-stained as you." The monkey said solemnly.

Fangzheng: "x-on:#￥x-on:%... This monkey really takes other people's kindness as a fool!"