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"Wait a minute. "With so many people, it's not good for Founder to change a book out of thin air.

Seeing Fang Zheng coming out of the ward, Huang Xinghua and Huang Zhenhua were stunned, they couldn't understand what Fang Zheng was doing in the ward, standing like that from beginning to end...... Sick, right?

Fang Zheng folded his hands and said to the four: "Amitabha, several donors, the poor monk has taken his leave." ”

Huang Zhenhua wished that this Shinto guy would leave quickly, Huang Xinghua was similar, and after saying a few kind words, Fang Zheng left with the red boy.

It was already the second half of the night when I returned to Yizhi Temple, but this night, lone wolves, monkeys, and squirrels collectively lost sleep, sitting in the courtyard, looking up at the roof, with a sad and indignant look on their faces!

On the roof, a child wearing a small belly pocket, looking up at the sky, sang at the top of his voice: "Ninety-one-eight! Ninety-one-eight......

"Is the fourth junior brother crazy?"

"Maybe. ”

"The fourth junior brother is such a fierce guy, go out with the master once, that's all. Are we going to go out with us?"

"A little worried about ......"

"My junior and younger brothers are all out, and it's a bit embarrassing for us not to go out, right?"

"It's better than crazy......"

……

And Fang Zhengcai didn't care about the red boy roaring and screaming, at this moment, he had already slept like a dead pig. Not in a monastery, at the same time to put so many people into a dream, the cost is not ordinary. My brain was groggy and I fell asleep immediately when I lay on the bed...... In the dream, Fang Zheng seemed to hear someone singing "My Home is on the Songhua River", and seemed to see Chen Dashan and Liu Fangfang......

The next day, Fang Zheng came together, and the first thing was.

"System, where is my scripture, give it to me quickly, I haven't touched the whole scripture yet!" Fang Zheng hurriedly shouted.

The next moment, a heavy yellow scripture book fell into Fang Zheng's hand, Fang Zheng weighed it, and it was quite heavy!

It's just three words, but it exudes a faint Buddha rhyme, and at a glance, the mood is much more comfortable. Slowly opened, the faint aroma of the book wafted out, Fang Zheng greedily sucked, for so long, he has been longing for a few scriptures of his own, and now he finally got his wish, there is only one word left in his heart - cool!

"When I heard this, at one time, the Buddha was in the garden of solitude in the garden of solitude, and there were 1,250 people with the great bhikkhus. At that time, when the world-honored one was eating, he wore clothes and held a bowl, and went into the city to beg for food. In the city, he begged and returned to this place. After eating, collecting the mantle, washing the feet, and sitting on the seat......"

Fang Zheng read silently, and unconsciously, he actually read the entire scripture again. When he looked up, he only heard the sound of gurgling, so he reluctantly put down the Buddhist scriptures, stretched his waist, and went out to eat.

The first fire of breakfast has been burned, and the monkeys and squirrels of the Buddhist hall have joined hands to clean it, and now the monkeys are sweeping the yard.

After breakfast, Fang Zheng suddenly found that since he had these disciples, his work had become less and less.

At this moment, a child wearing a red belly pocket flashed in front of him.

Fang Zheng suddenly remembered something and shouted, "Pure heart." ”

The red boy picked up the bucket and turned around and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Did we talk about haircuts last time?"

As soon as the red boy heard this, he ran away, rushed out of the temple in the blink of an eye, and shouted from afar: "Master, you are mistaken, no, absolutely not!"

Fang Zheng looked at the back of the red child, shook his head helplessly, and said, "This child, why is he so protective of his head? Isn't it good to have a bald head? At least it's convenient to wash your hair!"

Take the "Diamond Sutra" into the Buddha hall, sit in front of the big wooden fish, knock knock, Fang Zheng settled down to study the "Diamond Sutra", every time I read it, I have a feeling, I only feel that my heart is empty, my wisdom is accessible, and the whole person is much more comfortable.

On a new day, Fangzheng's day has become relaxed again, chanting, walking wolves, relaxed. But soon, I won't be able to get comfortable......

"Master, the situation is not good. The red boy squared the two empty buckets squares in front of him.

Fang Zheng said: "Why is there no water?"

The red boy looked up at Tiandao: "I don't know, I guess it hasn't rained for too long, anyway, the spring won't be watering." What to do?"

Fang Zheng frowned, pointing to the spring on the mountainside that has water all year round, and it has never been broken for so many years, why is there suddenly no water this year?

Fang Zheng said: "I'll take a look." ”

After speaking, Fang Zheng hurried to the mountainside, pointing to the spring water on the mountainside of the mountain is the main source of water for Fang Zheng, if it is broken, it is not a trivial matter. If you want to carry water in the future, I'm afraid you'll have to go down the mountain...... But what Fang Zheng was really worried about was not this, but worried about the terrifying signal brought by the drying up of the spring! Looking up at the sky, the sun was hanging high, the sun was getting higher and higher day by day, the sun was getting more and more fierce day by day, the sky was clear, and there was no cloud at all. I didn't feel anything before, but now, Fang Zheng feels more and more that this day is a little abnormal, calculate the time, it hasn't rained for almost a month!

Fang Zheng went straight to Wang Yougui's house, and as soon as he entered the door, he smelled the fragrance of watermelon.

"Fangzheng, why are you here? Come and eat watermelon!" Wang Yougui was shirtless, sitting cross-legged on the kang, with a plate of watermelons on the table, and Tan Juguo sitting opposite. Tan Juguo put one leg under the kang, holding a big cigarette pouch and pot in his hand, and smoked it with a click. Near the window, Yang Ping sat there, lying on the table, writing something, and there was a calculator on the side.

Seeing that Fang Zheng was coming, everyone looked up, looked over, and said hello.

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, several donors, the poor monk has something to do this time." ”

"Eating a watermelon won't delay anything, so sit down." "Tan Ju National Highway.

Fang Zheng was not polite, went directly to the kang and sat down next to Yang Ping.

"Abbot Fangzheng, what's going on on your mountain?" Yang Ping asked curiously.

"Hey, the poor monk's finger spring is dry. Fang Zheng said distressedly.

"What?!" Tan Juguo exclaimed in surprise and slapped the cigarette pouch and pot in his hand on the table.

Wang Yougui also asked solemnly: "Really, when did it happen?"

Fang Zheng said: "The specific time is not clear to the poor monk, but he only found out when he went down the mountain to fetch water today." Donors, why are you so excited?"

Wang Yougui smiled bitterly and said: "Recently, several wells have been unable to pump water...... I thought it was just a trivial matter, but I didn't expect that even a finger spring with water all year round would not produce water. Looks like something is going to go wrong. ”

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment and said, "The well can't pump water?"

"Well, it started yesterday, at first only Song Ergou's pump couldn't pump water, and at first I thought the machine was broken, so I tinkered with it for a long time. Then Sun Qianqian's family couldn't draw it...... Moreover, the land of the Chen Jin family contracted by Sun Qianqian could not be pumped out. Today is more serious, several can't pump water, I guess, we are underground, I'm afraid it's empty. Wang Yougui frowned and said worriedly.