Chapter 937

Yi Miao said with a smile: "The poor monk is seventy years old, and he is still a door sweeping monk, because the six roots can't calm down. The world is prosperous, technology changes, and the poor monk has always been obsessed. He likes to watch and play. He has been playing until now. The poor monk has always felt that practicing Buddhism should not be limited to formalities, nor should you really put yourself outside the world and ignore world affairs. When you open your eyes and see the world, you will understand more. Therefore, this Weibo , Poor monks also play, the Weibo of Shangfeng Temple is managed by poor monks, and they are familiar with the Weibo administrators of all major sects.” Speaking of this, Miao asked curiously: “Master Fangzheng, they are all called You abbot, why do you, abbot, still manage the monastery’s WeChat account yourself? Does your disciple not care?”

Hearing this, Fangzheng smiled wryly and said, "There is only a six-year-old boy in the three-foot thatched hut, who can take care of it if the poor monk doesn't take care of it?"

Yimiao was stunned when he heard it, and then smiled and said: "The temple is not big, but the heart is big. It's just that this person is indeed a little less..." After finishing speaking, he took a look and lay down on the ground pretending to be a dead dog. the lone wolf.

Fangzheng laughed loudly and said: "Accepting apprentices depends on fate. What's more, the poor monk is still studying, so how dare he accept apprentices at will and mislead his disciples."

The two talked and laughed, and walked out of the cafeteria...

Fang Zheng was relaxed.

But some people fell into the abyss. Although Fangzheng didn't have a crush on him, those words were more ruthless than insulting him, because they ignored him directly! When I ignored it, I also made him useless by the way! At the same time, his Weibo was also swiped by a group of people. He knew that at this moment, his reputation was rotten and the street was rotten! Everyone around him must know it! He is finished!

At this time, the flowers bloomed and I realized how uncomfortable it is to be besieged by public opinion! And before, he was doing exactly this kind of behavior of attacking others with public opinion, and at this moment he finally felt remorse.

Hua Kai felt uncomfortable, and sent a message to his friends just now, asking if anyone came to drink, and wanted to relieve the boredom. At the same time, it is also a kind of temptation, saying in my heart: I still have friends, so I won’t just abandon me like this.

As a result, it turned out to be...

"You are not the other party's friend..."

At that moment, the flowers bloomed like a thunderbolt, and then his eyes went dark, and he passed out directly.

Fangzheng didn't know about this. At this moment, he and Master Yimiao came to the entrance of Shangfeng Temple, sitting on the steps under the white gatehouse, looking at the mountains in the distance, chatting about Buddhism, and for a while It was like old friends at first sight, and I didn't even feel that it was dark, and the stars lit up the sky.

Lone Wolf yawned while listening to it, ran around, and found that there was nothing to do, so he just lay down behind Fangzheng's buttocks, leaned on Fangzheng's back, and fell asleep.

Fangzheng didn't care about him, pointing at the mountain, almost no one could talk to him about Buddhism. As for ordinary monks, the Dharma they practice is different from what Fangzheng comprehends, so there are not many people who can communicate with each other. But Yimiao is different, Yimiao's thinking is very similar to that of Zen Master Yizhi, coupled with his age, Fangzheng has the illusion of facing Zen Master Yizhi across time and space. That being said, I can't stop the car...

When Fangzheng chatted with Yimiao and his tongue was dry, and he wanted to drink some water, he looked at the time and found that it was four o'clock in the morning!

Fangzheng and Yimiao looked at each other, saw the surprise in each other's eyes, and sighed at the same time: "Time flies!"

Afterwards he laughed, feeling like he hated seeing each other later, although he didn't say anything, but unconsciously the two monks, one big and one small, knew that they had become old friends.

"Fangzheng, it's almost dawn. Our monastery is the Sun Observation Platform. How about watching the sunrise together?" Yimiao asked.

When Fangzheng heard this, he nodded repeatedly. Although One Finger Temple is on One Finger Mountain, One Finger Mountain is not the highest mountain nearby. It is almost impossible to see the picture of the sun coming out of the horizon. Therefore, the sunrises that Fangzheng watched before were all scenes of the sun climbing out from behind the mountain, which cannot be regarded as real sunrises.

Now that I have the opportunity to watch the sunrise, I naturally become more playful and nod my head again and again. The two stood up together, only to hear a plop behind them.

Fangzheng looked back, but it was the lone wolf sleeping on him. Fangzheng got up, and he lay his head on the stairs. Hearing the movement, he fell heavily. But if you look closely, the dead dog seems to be still sleeping...

Fangzheng shook his head, and kicked Lone Wolf. Lone Wolf raised his head as if he had been electrocuted, and looked at Fangzheng with a bewildered expression, as if asking, "What are you doing?"

After asking, Lone Wolf pawed half of his face...

Seeing this, Fangzheng shook his head helplessly, and said to Master Yimiao, "Let's go up the mountain."

Yimiao said: "Go to the bathroom first, I'm suffocated."

After Yimiao left, the lone wolf leaned over and asked solemnly: "Master, is there a ghost on this mountain?"

Fangzheng rolled his eyes at him and said, "Where did the ghost come from?"

Lone Wolf turned his head, showed Fangzheng his slammed face, and said solemnly, "I was beaten while I was sleeping, and this side of my face hurts."

Fangzheng: "..."

Master Yimiao came back soon, and the two went to the Sun Observation Terrace together. Although this is the off-season for tourism, there are still many people watching the sunrise. Cars continue to drive down below, and then tourists gather in groups to watch the sun. Seeing the lone wolves showed surprise one by one, and took pictures as souvenirs.

Seeing this, Fangzheng once again had the idea of ​​charging a fee. Otherwise, the road ahead will be difficult to walk...

But looking at Yimiao beside him, Fangzheng sighed, and said to himself: Forget it, don't be ashamed for now.

Standing on Sunguan Peak, Fangzheng was even more depressed. He came early, someone came earlier than him, and all the good locations were occupied. There were quite a few tall people in front of him, and Fangzheng could only look at the back of his head at that stop. He wondered, why is his height of 1.8 meters not enough? What about the said southerners are short? Sure enough, the textbooks are all deceiving. Southerners are not short at all, okay?

Seeing this, Master Yimiao smiled helplessly and awkwardly.

Fangzheng thought that Yimiao was embarrassed because he couldn't see the sunrise. At this time, the lone wolf walked past Fangzheng, and Fangzheng's eyes lit up immediately!

The lone wolf was glanced at by Fang Zheng, and he felt uncomfortable all over his body, feeling like he was going to be unlucky...

The next moment, Fangzheng looked into the distance with one hand behind his back, only to realize that the sun was still far away, and the sky was only a little bit white.

The lone wolf at the foot looked up at Fangzheng sadly, as if to say: "MMP, I can't see anything if you step on me!"

...

Yimiao looked at Fangzheng, and then looked at the big wolf who was as strong as a calf and looked like he had no support on his body. He was also amazed, and said: "If the benefactor was in ancient times, he would be a strange person."

Fangzheng smiled, did not answer, and said to himself: Now he is also a strange person! It's going to turn the river upside down...