Chapter 122: Abbot Fan!

Otherwise, according to everyone's habits, although the head incense is good, it is not necessary to grab it. After all, in previous years, there were not so many people who went to Hongyan Temple to grab incense, and most of them set off firecrackers, ate dumplings, and watched the Spring Festival Gala at home.www.biquge.info

Now that he knows everyone's intentions, Fang Zheng is easy to deal with, and folded his hands and pronounced a Buddha name: "Amitabha, donors, you don't have to fight or grab." In fact, the head incense does not exist at all, and no temple will promote the head incense. The so-called head incense is just fried by everyone over the years, and it is not of much significance in itself.

If you have to say the head incense, the head incense we recognize is the first pillar of incense in everyone's New Year, this incense will not change because you are the second, third, or even the last to burn, he is always your head incense.

Sincerity is spirituality, striving for the first, it is not of great significance. As long as you are sincere, my Buddha will naturally bless you and bless you. ”

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, and there was still this statement?

At this moment, a villager shouted, "Master Fangzheng, isn't it right? Master Wuming said that the incense is very important." ”

"That's right, Master Wuming said, if you can grab the first pillar of incense of the New Year, it is a great merit, bless peace and make a fortune!"

"Master Wuming did say that he just talked about the merits of the incense. ”

Hearing this, many people looked at Wuming, and Wuming complained bitterly, he didn't expect to be betrayed so soon. Of course, he knew that Fang Zheng's words were right, because Master Hongyan had said more than once that monks were not allowed to go out to promote the matter of head incense. It's just that Master Hongyan is old, and he rarely cares about things outside, and the folk have formed customs, and they all come to rob them, and he can't come out to drive people out, so he will let it go.

It's nothing for Fang Zheng to say this now, anyway, it's all his own family, and it's the first time he has made a head......

It's just that Wu Ming's heart is both uncomfortable and happy, uncomfortable to be sold, thinking about how to deal with the problem; happily, this little monk does not know how to operate, and he has denied the reason for such a good incense to pull incense, is it stupid? A fool is obviously a good thing to be a competitor.

Wuming's mind turned fast, and he knew that he couldn't dodge, so he took a step forward, put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk did say it." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present stopped talking and looked at Fang Zheng and Wuming one after another. The villagers don't know whether the head incense is good or bad, but Wuming and Fangzheng are both monks, and they should have their own words, just to see who can win. Whoever wins, listens to whom.

Fang Zheng frowned, the head incense is everyone's head incense, when has it become the head incense of everyone's competition? Isn't this a gossip to confuse the crowd and pit people? Unhappy, Fang Zheng folded his hands and saluted: "Dare to ask the mage who is practicing in that temple?"

Wu Ming raised his head slightly and said with a smile: "The poor monk has been practicing in Hongyan Temple for more than ten years. Master Fangzheng, in terms of seniority, you and I are comparable, but the poor monk started earlier than you, and you still have to call me a senior brother. ”

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes in his heart and scolded: "What an old guy, if you open your mouth, you will take advantage! Okay, if you want to play, accompany you!"

So Fang Zheng smiled even brighter, and said with a smile: "Master Wuming has any position in Hongyan Temple? The poor monk is currently the presiding abbot of the Yizhi Temple. ”

As soon as these words came out, Wuming's smile stiffened, he did have a position in Hongyan Temple, but Hongyan Temple is just a small and medium-sized temple...... It would be a shame to say that position! Although Fangzheng's one-finger temple is smaller, he is the presiding abbot! Pull it over, it is at the same level as Hongyan Zen Master! Compared with this, Wuming was suddenly a head shorter than Fangzheng.

Wu Mingpi smiled and said: "Monks, these cumbersome things, don't talk about it." Master Fangzheng, the incense is the most important thing, why is it so lightly stated in your mouth. Or is it someone you're ready to give this incense to?"

Fang Zheng can be regarded as having understood, this realization is clearly here to find fault! Thinking of this section, Fang Zheng is not polite, straightening his waist and standing with his hands down! His eyes are flashing, the temple is blessed, the Dharma is blessed, the dragon Buddha Manjushri cultivates solemnity, and the righteous temperament is amplified by the moon white monk's robe at the same time! At that moment, the Fang Zheng in everyone's eyes seems to have become taller, and there seems to be a Buddha light flashing on his body, which makes people feel happy and convinced just by looking at it!

Wuming's feeling is especially obvious, Fangzheng's momentum is all going to him, he is a thief with a weak heart, and under the rise of one and the other, the forehead that was pressed was hung with cold sweat!

Fang Zheng snorted coldly and said: "Master Wuming, if you don't say this, it's okay, since you said this, the poor monk has to ask you." ”

"Speak. "Wu Ming thinks that his lip work is absolutely overwhelming this little monk who has never seen the world, and he has no fear!

Fang Zheng said proudly: "Is your master just teaching your Buddhist family to be lean?!Distorting the true meaning of Buddhism, can you be guilty?!" Fang Zheng's voice became louder and louder, and when he reached the back, it was like a Buddha roaring, his eyes were round, and his momentum was even greater!

The majestic momentum pressed over, and Wu Ming only felt that his legs were weak, his mouth trembled, and he couldn't say the countless words he had prepared!

Fang Zheng continued: "In front of my Buddha, in front of the Buddha Hall, in the temple, talking nonsense, distorting the facts, distorting the true meaning of Buddhism, and coaxing the people to compete for the first incense, you are guilty!"

One charge after another was listed, one sentence was louder than one sentence, and one sentence was more imposing than one sentence! Wu Ming, who was pressed, stumbled for a while, his legs became weak, and he subconsciously supported Yang Ping on the side.

Yang Ping's brows furrowed when he saw this, Wuming's reaction had already explained everything, and suddenly a look of disgust flashed in his eyes!

Fang Zheng continued: "The mountain road is narrow, the temple is narrow, and there is only one Buddha hall! You let the donors compete for the first incense, if one is careless and there is a trampling, what should you do? The Buddha fights for the incense, not for human life! Human life is greater than the sky, but you turn a deaf ear, what is your intention?!"

Fang Zheng asked again, Wuming's lips trembled, but he couldn't say anything.

When the villagers heard this, they suddenly came to their senses.

A woman shouted, "This bastard still asked me to carry the child forward, if this is coaxed, wouldn't the child be in danger?"

"I'm getting old, and he still asked me to squeeze in, saying that the incense can bless me safe!

"I thought it was a mage, but it turned out to be a white-eyed hungry wolf!"

"It's not a thing!"

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The crowd was passionate, and countless people blamed him, and Wu Ming's face became more and more ugly, but he also knew that he must not back down at this time, otherwise his reputation would be completely stinky! If it was passed back, his face would be lost! The temple abbot would definitely not have his share!

So Wu Ming stood under pressure and shouted: "Fangzheng, don't spew blood, the importance of the head incense is known to everyone in the world! Don't you know? What's more, as long as the incense is applied, there is a sequence, you say that the head incense is not important, then who will put the head incense? Or have you already arranged for people to put on the head incense? As far as I know, some black-hearted monasteries, but secretly sell the head incense, hum ......."