Chapter 250 The Old Man by the Songhua River

At first, Fangzheng wanted to plant it in the temple, but now it seems that planting it in the temple is not a good idea. After leaving Yizhi Temple, Fangzheng looked around, and finally brought the cold bamboo seeds to the open space beside the Jingmi paddy field.

"Okay, let's just plant it here." While speaking, Fangzheng dug a hole, buried the seeds in it, and poured some water. However, the imaginary scene of growing immediately did not happen. Shaking his head, Fangzheng came to the edge of the paddy field. The crystal rice seeds had completely germinated, and the entire paddy field was covered with green.

Everything is fine, Fangzheng greeted monkeys, lone wolves, and squirrels, carrying baskets, went to look for mushrooms in the forest, although they may not be able to find them, but they are still idle, strolling around!

Time passed day by day, the construction team was building the road very fast, and it was halfway done. On this day, Fangzheng just opened the gate of the temple, and he was stunned. There was a white-haired man standing at the door. The old woman, the old woman was wearing a washed white cheongsam, her silver hair was combed very neatly, her chin was raised slightly, she seemed to be not an old woman, but a parade queen.

But with this attire, Fangzheng was taken aback. He looked up at the sky, and the sun came out, no problem, not a ghost... Then he looked at the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall behind him and thought about his identity. Even if he was a ghost, it looked like he There is no reason to be afraid, and I am completely relieved.

"Amitabha, benefactor, please come inside." Fangzheng didn't ask anything, turned his body sideways, clasped his hands together and said.

"Master, you are polite." The old lady smiled, her smile was very natural and kind. Then he raised his leg and stepped over the high threshold of the temple, and when he looked up, he saw the bodhi tree in the middle of the temple, which was blooming with branches and leaves.

"Bodhi tree? That's right." The old woman muttered.

Fangzheng could hear clearly, but he still didn't ask anything.

At this moment, Fang Zheng's cell phone rang. Fang Zheng picked up the cell phone, and it turned out to be an unfamiliar number.

At the same time, pointing to the foot of the mountain, there was a tall figure, wearing black clothes and sunglasses, and it was Jing Yan who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Although the two never kept each other's phone numbers, with Jing Yan's ability, it's really not difficult to get Fang Zheng's phone number.

Fangzheng just picked up the phone, and before he could speak, he heard a familiar voice from the other side of the phone: "Long time no see, Abbot Fangzheng, I'm Jing Yan."

"Amitabha, it turns out to be Jing Yan's benefactor. What's the matter for the benefactor?" Fang Zheng asked casually, looking at the old man standing under the bodhi tree with his palms folded and silently praying.

"Abbot Fangzheng, I must have something to do when I came to see you. First of all, have you seen an old man with white hair wearing a cheongsam?" Jing Yan asked anxiously.

Fangzheng was taken aback, and just about to answer, the old woman turned to look at Fangzheng, and shook her head slightly.

Fangzheng smiled wryly, and said, "Amitabha, monks don't tell lies, so I'm sorry to the benefactor."

The old lady turned her back and didn't look at Fangzheng anymore, obviously a little upset.

Then Fangzheng said to Jing Yan: "The old man is here, but she doesn't seem to want you to come up. Benefactor, who is she?"

"I said she is my grandma, do you believe me?" Jing Yan asked back.

Fangzheng didn't say a word, Jing Yan continued: "Abbot Fangzheng, I'm just kidding, she's not my grandma. Her name is Liu Fangfang, you won't feel much about her name, but she has a title, Ghost by the Songhua River."

"Huh?!" Fangzheng was taken aback for a moment. There is actually someone with such a title?

"Don't be surprised, she's a human, not a ghost. But she's no different from a ghost. People in the Civil Affairs Bureau are going crazy because of her. She has no family, and no one even knows about her past. All I know is that she appears every day. In the old pier of the Songhua River in Heishan City, she has been wandering like a ghost for decades. The workers of the old pier have changed from batch to batch, and the residents on the side have changed from batch to batch, but she has never changed. Maybe someone knew about her past before, but those people are gone." Jing Yan said.

Fangzheng saw that he had already walked to the front of the Buddhist hall, and the monkey came out of it, and saluted the old man with clasped hands.

Fangzheng asked in a low voice: "Benefactor Jing Yan, why are you telling this poor monk? The poor monk is not a staff member of the Civil Affairs Bureau..."

"Master Fangzheng, what are you in a hurry for? Can you listen to me?" Jing Yan said.

Fangzheng said: "Okay." Then, Fangzheng walked outside the temple so as not to be heard by the old man.

Jing Yan said: "Abbot Fangzheng, the old pier will be demolished."

"What?!" Fangzheng almost cried out. He knew very well how terrifying a person's obsession is. The old man seemed to be in good spirits, but that was because she had hope in her heart to support her. Being able to persist in a dock for decades without leaving, there must be some kind of persistence in it. Dismantling the pier at this time is tantamount to cutting off the hope of the old man, which is tantamount to killing people!

"I know what you're worried about. My friends from the Civil Affairs Bureau and I are worried about what will happen to her. But...we really can't help it. If it weren't for her, the pier should have been demolished ten years ago. It has been delayed until now , the leadership has been changed for two terms. This time, it is the transformation of the entire Heishan City, and the old city will be demolished. The old wharf is notoriously messy, and the point is that its existence will lead to more demolition It can’t be done, one link after another, that area can’t be moved at all... This time the upper part is really going to be demolished.” Jing Yan said.

Fangzheng said in a deep voice: "So, you sent her to the poor monk? What about after that? After returning, the pier is gone. What will she do?"

"I can't help it. I know you are capable, so... please, please, think of a way." Jing Yan said.

Fangzheng was completely speechless, he was kicked out of the shelves! It's fine if he doesn't know about it, but since he knows it, he can't ignore it.

"The problem is, you send an old man who the poor monk doesn't understand at all. How do you let the poor monk communicate with her?" Are you going to be an idiot? Fangzheng is in this state now.

"Don't worry, it's not like you're completely ignorant." Jing Yan said.

Fangzheng seemed to see hope, and immediately asked, "What do you know?"

"At least I know her name is Liu Fangfang." Jing Yan said.

Fangzheng rolled his eyes, he really wanted to go down the mountain and shoot this woman to death! What's the use of just knowing a name?

"Master Fangzheng, don't you know how to tell fortunes? Knowing the name, can't you calculate something?" Jing Yan asked.

Fangzheng immediately wanted to scold her, he is a monk, not a fortune teller! But he didn't bother to say anything, and asked directly: "Benefactor, have you thought about what will happen to her after she goes back if the poor monk can't solve her problem?"