Chapter 294 Trouble 【Subscription】
In the following days, Yizhi Mountain became clean again, but Fangzheng was a little confused. In the past, everyone went up the mountain with a clear purpose, either to seek children, to seek safety or other things, or to dig bamboo shoots directly. But these two days, everyone who came to the mountain would first come to Yizhi Temple to offer incense sticks, and then dig bamboo shoots.
Fangzheng was puzzled, and when he saw Yang Ping going up the mountain, he immediately grabbed him and asked, "Benefactor, why do you burn incense first and then dig bamboo shoots every time you go up the mountain?"
"Master Fangzheng, you don't know about this?" Yang Ping was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.
Fangzheng said: "What does this poor monk know?"
Yang Ping laughed even happier: "The results of Song Ergou's publicity at the foot of the mountain, saying that Zhou Wu went up the mountain to disrespect Buddha and dig bamboo shoots indiscriminately, but was punished by Buddha with moles all over his face. This matter is ten miles and eight villages. Everyone has seen it, and they all know it. People, whether they do something wrong or not, are sometimes afraid. So everyone goes to the mountain to worship Buddha first, and then dig bamboo shoots, to make peace of mind."
Fangzheng was speechless when he heard it. He didn't expect that after taking care of Zhou Wu, he would light up the incense in Yizhi Temple by the way.
Yang Pingdao: "Master Fangzheng, what, Zhou Wu's matter, is it true Buddha's wrath?"
Fangzheng clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, benefactor, what do you think?"
After finishing speaking, Fangzheng turned around and left. This kind of thing cannot be explained clearly, and the more you explain, the more troublesome it will be. It's better to pretend to be mysterious and let everyone guess for themselves. Anyway, being in awe of the gods is not a bad thing in the first place, and you will be jealous if you know you are afraid. What is really scary is the person who is fearless and fearless.
Now that he has figured out the issue of incense in the monastery, Fangzheng stopped thinking about it, and went back to the monastery to do what he should do. Under the irrigation of Buddhist scriptures, Jingmi grew stronger and stronger, and Jingmitian naturally couldn't hide it. Wang Yougui and Tan Juguo have both been here. They are people who have eaten crystal rice, knowing that the taste of crystal rice is so good that people want to bite off their tongues.
Tan Juguo asked Fangzheng again about the method of planting. Fangzheng had no choice but to let Tan Juguo watch how he planted crystal rice. Seeing Fangzheng chanting scriptures day and night, the crystal rice grows. Tan Juguo immediately gave up this idea. He listened to Fangzheng's scriptures, and it was peaceful from the heart, full of Buddha nature. This is not some audio-visual product, or just find someone to read a few sentences.
By breaking Tan Juguo and Wang Yougui's thoughts, Fangzheng has solved a big problem.
But, soon, trouble struck again.
One day, at night, Fangzheng couldn't sleep, so he took the lone wolf, red boy, squirrel, and monkey for a stroll on the mountain, looked at the galaxy in the sky, and sighed: "The earth is so big, and this galaxy is even more invisible." To the side, the vast starry sky, human beings are really too small."
The monkey, the lone wolf, and the squirrel nodded, feeling that Fangzheng's emotion was quite impressive!
However, Hong Haier grinned and said, "Bah, you vast starry sky, if I recover my supernatural powers, go to the sky and enter the earth, and have an infinite lifespan, there will always be a time when I finish exploring." Turning around, he smiled and said, "Master, have you flown?"
Fangzheng shook his head and said, "As a teacher, I am an ordinary person. Of course I have never flown before. However, flying is no longer a problem for human beings. Airplanes have already solved the problem of flying."
"I'm talking about flying in the flesh, not with the help of those foreign things." Honghaier said.
Fangzheng's heart trembled. Everyone has a dream of flying, and Fangzheng is no exception. Although the plane can fly, but how can the flight of the plane compare with the flight of the physical body? What's more, he has never done a plane before!
Seeing that Fangzheng was tempted, Honghaier immediately shouted: "Master, look, you gave me back my supernatural powers, and my apprentice will take you to fly, how about it?"
Fangzheng was really moved, Feitian!
Fangzheng was thinking about it, and walked to the edge of the cliff, seeing the majestic and undulating mountains in the distance under the night sky, like a crouching dragon running through the north and south mountains, Fangzheng's heart suddenly rose with countless pride, and he wanted to fly over to have a look.
Honghaier immediately said: "Master, if this disciple regains his supernatural powers, he can come and go freely in the mountains. What Master wants to see, where he wants to go, it's a breeze! If nothing else, just our Finger Temple, whoever will come and go in the mountains in the future If he dares to blow his hair, his apprentice can slap him to death... Ahem, he understands the true meaning of being a human being!"
Fangzheng glanced at Honghaier, smiled slightly and said, "Disciple, do you know why my master doesn't give you supernatural powers?"
Hong Hai'er said: "Master is afraid that the disciple will have supernatural powers, so he ran away?"
Fangzheng shook his head and said: "The sky is big and the earth is big, no matter how great your supernatural powers are, once you recite sutras for your teacher, you have to come back obediently. The poor monk doesn't give you supernatural powers, just to let you experience what it's like to be a human being, to experience the various states of life, joys, anger, sorrows and joys." , instead of being your king of the mountain all the time, only knowing that you are happy and happy, and don’t care about other people’s lives. Everything in the world has its own life, has its own life, and has its own fun. If you don’t need to understand these, your life will be It becomes more interesting. Don’t you think your life is too boring just to fight and kill?”
Hong Hai'er looked like he was being educated humbly, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart: "In a shitty life, with supernatural powers, I can do whatever I want, that's great freedom! Great joy! Going to explore the fun of ants? My ass hurts!"
Fangzheng also knew that it would be impossible to persuade Honghaier with a few words, and he was not in a hurry. He was about to give Honghaier a life lesson when suddenly the sound of a gong beating came from below. At the same time, with the shouting of people, the light of flashlights, and the burning of torches. Then I heard a beast roar...
Upon hearing this, Fangzheng shouted, "Oops, the herd of wild boars has gone down the mountain again!"
Behind Yizhi Mountain is Tongtian Mountain. Tongtian Mountain is not an independent mountain like Yizhi Mountain, but a contiguous mountain. Tongtian Mountain belongs to the Changbai Mountains, and it is full of deep mountains and old forests. In the past, there were hunters who would go into the mountains to hunt, but after the country closed guns, not many people were willing to go into the mountains. Generally speaking, the deep mountains that the villagers refer to are the two outermost hills of Tongtian Mountain. If you go further in, you will never go there. But for most people, this is indeed a deep mountain.
Because of national protection, Tongtian Mountain has basically not been developed, and not many people go in to disturb the peace of the animals inside. In addition, in the past few years, tigers are almost invisible, wolves have run into it, and black blind men only appear occasionally, so this periphery has become the world of a kind of creature-wild boar!
When he was young, Fangzheng also blocked wild boars with the villagers, and the villagers' methods of dealing with wild boars also changed along the way. In the earliest days, the villagers still had double-barreled shotguns in their hands. At that time, when the wild boars came down and encountered experienced hunters, they basically came to deliver food. But such hunters are a minority after all. These wild boars roll in the mud every day, rub their skins on the pine trees, get covered with turpentine and then paste a layer of mud, then rub the grease, and then put another layer of mud, layer by layer, one by one. A mobile heavy armored infantry, wearing body armor, most people can't do anything with them, watching the crops being destroyed.