Chapter 939 Buddha Is Very Busy

Yimiao shook his head and said, "Brother Abbot said, it doesn't matter who manages it. It's a good thing for us Buddhist practitioners to be less disturbed by external objects. What's more, the Nanyue Buddhist Association is presided over by people from many monasteries. It’s for the Buddha’s incense, and for the peace of the world, so why fight for this?”

Fangzheng clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha."

As a small money fanatic, Fangzheng admired the abbot of Shangfeng Temple for letting go of such a big temptation of money, facing it calmly, and practicing Buddhism with peace of mind. At least, if it were Fang Zheng, he would try his best to get it back.

Walking into the main hall of Zhurong, you will face the God of Zhurong, surrounded by Buddhist and Taoist gods and Buddha statues. It is really a fusion of Buddhism and Taoism, regardless of you and me.

There was an endless stream of tourists waiting to worship Buddha in the main hall. Seeing this, Fangzheng finally understood why he had to burn incense outside. There was really no place to burn incense inside.

After leaving the main hall, Yimiao invited Fangzheng to go back to Shangfeng Temple for a sit down, Fangzheng calculated the time and declined. There is no banquet that lasts forever, not to mention, he was really worried that if he left One Finger Temple for too long, some moths would appear on the mountain. After all, the red boy is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Fangzheng is not on the mountain, and he is really afraid that the roof will be lifted off by this brat after he returns. What's more, there is an old bastard salted fish...

Master Yimiao chatted with Fangzheng all night, climbed the mountain to watch the sunrise, and climbed to the top of Zhurong Temple, so he was really tired. Fangzheng couldn't bear to continue disturbing, so under Yimiao's reluctant eyes, he led the lone wolf down the mountain.

As soon as they left, one person and one wolf were stunned, because...

"Master, did you forget something important?" Lone Wolf looked at Fangzheng with a sad face.

Fangzheng rubbed his belly in embarrassment and said, "It seems... forgot to eat breakfast."

"Master, is there still time to go back and eat?" Lone Wolf asked.

Fangzheng said: "You're sorry, but it's embarrassing to be a teacher. That's enough, don't say anything, save your strength, after we go down the mountain, let's go for alms."

The lone wolf looked at the sky speechlessly, sure enough, following Fangzheng would not worry about starvation! This day can't be passed!

At the same time, pointing to the mountain, Honghaier returned the mobile phone to a pilgrim, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, thank you benefactor."

"Hehe, little master, you are being polite. But your master is really powerful, he is good at medicine, and he is a kind person. When he returns to Yizhi Temple, we will definitely come to see him again." A girl laughed, and then waved to Honghaier Farewell to go down the mountain.

Hong Haier saw them off on his feet, and when they were far away, he laughed and said, "Master is indeed a monk who holds grudges. If someone leaves a message, he will find a way to get back."

Wow...

Salted fish popped out of Tianlong Pond, and asked curiously: "That thief is bald...cough cough, what did Master do again?"

Honghaier likes the curious little eyes of Xianyu and others, and only at this moment can his four junior brothers feel like a senior brother, don't you understand? Come, come, come, big brother tells you, haha...

Hong Haier felt a little proud, and sat cross-legged on the Naihe Bridge, saying: "Master has almost pissed off people when he went out this time..."

Then Hong Hai'er told about Fang Zheng's slander against Master Wuwei Wuji in Anton, and the fact that he was slandering flowers on the Internet. As soon as he started speaking, the squirrels and monkeys also came over, and they listened a lot, and the red boy became more motivated to speak.

When Honghaier finished speaking, he saw Xianyu staring at his mouth with disdain, lying on the water and blowing spray. The red boy raised his eyebrows, and asked Xianyu curiously: "Xianyu, you have been with the Buddha for the longest time. If someone said that you knelt in front of the Buddha for three thousand years, what would the Buddha do?"

Xianyu rolled his eyes and said, "I guess I slapped him to death..."

"Uh, Buddha is so fierce?" The squirrel was startled.

Xianyu shook his head and said, "Just kidding, but don't talk about it, there are really people who kneel before the Buddha for three thousand years."

"Oh? There really is? Oh my God, how sincere is this after kneeling for three thousand years? Did the Buddha help him?" The monkey was also curious.

Xianyu shook his head and said, "No."

"Why?" The squirrel complained a little for the kneeling man.

Xianyu said: "Please, don't work hard for 3,000 years, but kneel there and beg for good luck, if the real Nima can succeed, then the world will stop doing anything, just kneel there and beg the Buddha. It is estimated that the real Buddha will also be exhausted... If the Buddha helps, then he is not a Buddha. I can’t repeat what the Buddha said, but the general meaning is: kneeling for a long time does not mean how sincere, the real sincerity is the Put it in the heart of the Buddha, and then continue to work hard towards the goal. At this time, the Buddha will help you secretly, and those who want to get something for nothing, kneel down! Anyway, the floor does not cost money."

When the squirrel heard it, he was dumbfounded.

The monkey was lost in thought.

Red Boy stroked his chin and muttered, "It seems to be like this..."

On the way down Mount Hengshan, the sky began to become more and more gloomy. With a cold wind blowing, the sky began to fall in pieces of crystal snowflakes, but this is the south after all, and the snowflakes quickly turned into water after falling. Then, the original snowflakes turned into sleet, and with the strong wind, the whole world seemed to be filled with a bone-chilling chill.

Before he knew it, Fangzheng quickened his pace down the mountain. Entering Hengyang County, a long street is almost full of incense sellers. After turning a few turns, Fangzheng finally saw some restaurants and small stalls on the side of the road. There are still tourists coming and going on the road, only Fang Zheng and Lone Wolf seem a bit different and abrupt...

"Master, which family are you going to marry?" Lone Wolf urged with a little excitement.

Fangzheng listened and took a look. This is a good question, because he was also thinking about it. As I said before, Fangzheng's begging range from childhood to adulthood was Yizhi Village, and when he came out of Yizhi Village, his face instantly changed from as thick as a city wall to as thin as a piece of paper.

Facing this completely unfamiliar environment now, Fangzheng sighed in his heart: "If I know who to attack, do I still need you to urge me? Sure enough, this world is reserved for thick-skinned people. It's hard for a thin-skinned person like me to fight." ah……"

Just as Fang was thinking about whether to enter a big restaurant or a small restaurant, two people walked past Fangzheng and Lone Wolf, and one of them, a man in an orange down jacket, whispered, "Old Chang, have you found your target?"

The old man in the blue down jacket smiled and said: "Nonsense, do you think I eat and play all day long like you? If I keep fooling around like this, I will drink the northwest wind sooner or later. There is an old lady in front of me, who has been drinking for the past few days. The eyesight of this stall should not be very good, I think she almost posted things on it. There is a one or two-year-old child with her, hehe..."