Fang Zheng was stunned, he didn't expect Tan Juguo to exalt him like this, his Buddhism is profound? Fang Zheng didn't think so, at most, he just thought about everything from the good side. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But Fang Zheng still turned sideways, got out of the way, and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk just read a few scriptures, and he can't talk about the profundity of Buddhism." If you have any questions, the poor monk will try his best to answer. ”

Shi Dazhu nodded and said, "I followed Fang Zheng into the temple." ”

Sitting casually on the big stone that was used as a stool under the Bodhi tree, Fang Zheng took out two bowls of water, Shi Dazhu took it, thanked him, but did not drink it, but said anxiously: "Abbot Fang Zheng, I have a son, this child is very smart, but I don't know why, he is not self-motivated." Every time he was asked to go out to see the world, he didn't go to live or die, he just farmed at home, what kind of profit can farming be in this era? I told him a few times, but this kid didn't hear about it at all, and he made trouble with me a few times, and he ran out in anger for several days before he came back. Hey, Abbot Fangzheng, do you think it's easy for me? I want him to be good, he is young, and it's better to go out and see the world than to stay in the village, okay? Abbot Fangzheng, look, is there a way to let him go out?"

Fang Zheng smiled slightly, didn't speak, took a sip of rootless pure water, and then said slowly: "Donor, can the poor monk tell you a story?"

"Huh?" Shi Dazhu was stunned, he came to solve it, how did he listen to the story? But Shi Dazhu still nodded politely, indicating that he was willing to listen.

Fang Zheng said: "In ancient times, there was a country, and there was a national division in the country, and the national teacher had a high status in the country, but he was old and wanted to find someone to entrust him with the mantle. There was no one else around him, but there was a waiter, who was honest, very respectful of the national teacher, and took care of him very carefully day and night. So the national teacher wanted to choose this waiter to entrust the mantle, so, one night, he suddenly shouted to the waiter: "Buddha?"

Shi Dazhu said: "Shouting Buddha to the waiter......? Who would dare to say yes. ”

Fang Zheng nodded and said: "Yes, the waiter also thinks so, and hurriedly knelt down, shook his head and said: "I am the waiter, not the Buddha, you are wrong to call the national teacher." ”

The next night, the national teacher called out to the waiter again: "Buddha?"

The waiter still knelt down and shook his head to say he wasn't.

This has been the case for three consecutive days, and when the national teacher saw this, he sighed helplessly: "The iron flail has no holes to bear, and the children and grandchildren are not idle. Not long after, the national teacher passed away, and the waiter was still a waiter, without any change. ”

"What do you mean?" Shi Dazhu didn't understand.

Fang Zheng looked at the Bodhi tree on his head and said: "Although this national teacher has profound Buddhism, he is old and lonely, and he uses the method of grazing on the head of a cow to the waiter, trying to make him enlightened, but the waiter is just trying, not the Buddha, how can he be enlightened?"

Shi Dazhu suddenly realized: "Abbot Fangzheng means that I used the wrong method, so what should I do?"

Fang Zheng smiled slightly, and sprinkled the water in the bowl on the ground.

Shi Dazhu looked at it and said with a puzzled expression: "What do you mean?"

Fang Zheng said: "Look at this water, you don't care about it, it just flows low." ......But as he spoke, Fang Zheng drew a channel with his finger on the edge of the water, and the water went with it.

Shi Dazhu slapped his head and shouted: "I understand! Thank you, Master, I understand!"

Fang Zheng smiled: "Amitabha, the poor monk is square, and he deserves the title of master." ”

"The master is polite, deserved! absolutely!" Shi Dazhu thanked him again and again, then drank a bowl of water, and said, "Master Fangzheng, what's that, I'll go first...... Hey, this water...... Why is it so delicious?"

Fang Zheng said: "When the mood is good, everything is fine." ”

Shi Dazhu didn't think much about it, said goodbye and left, and ran all the way down the mountain.

Fang Zheng looked at Shi Dazhu's back, and his heart was a little sour, he was so happy to have his parents' children.

"System, the well-known task of the poor monk has been completed, is there no follow-up task?" Fang Zheng suddenly asked curiously.

"You've completed all the starter quests, and now the Finger Temple has achieved a little fame, and it's expected to stabilize. Therefore, the way the system publishes tasks has also changed, and future tasks will be decided according to the pilgrims who come to the temple. There are no pilgrims who are eligible to post the quest for the time being, so there is no one for the time being. ”

"Okay. Fang Zheng was slightly disappointed, although the system task was a little perverted every time, but the reward made Fang Zheng drool. Moreover, if you calculate it carefully, those tasks are not impossible to complete, and there is no system, Founder will do it. Since you will do it no matter what, you can still get benefits, which is equivalent to earning for nothing. Now it's gone, so naturally it's a little lost.

Shi Dazhu went down the mountain, and saw Tan Juguo sitting at the door of the village smoking dry cigarettes, as soon as the two met, Tan Juguo smiled and scolded: "You old thing, don't make your fortune honestly, what are you doing here?"

"Hehe, you old guy, knowingly asked yes? But thank you really for this time, this level of living, although it is just a layer of window paper, but others say that I just can't listen. He said a few words, a story, I actually listened to it, the reason is still that reason, the Tao is still that way, but it is just listening! It's not like you old thing, you open your mouth and scold your mother. Shi Dazhu said with a smile.

"Listen, just go back to your, I've never seen anything worse than him. "Tan Ju National Highway.

"Come on, I don't have time to talk to you. Wait until I'm done, and the kid will come back to you and talk to him. Shi Dazhu said.

"What are you talking about? I didn't do anything, all the credit is square, if you really have the heart to thank people, you also saw the broken mountain road, you need stones to build the road, what do you say?"

"As long as my son is taken care of, I will take care of the stone business!" Shi Dazhu said with a smile.

"Then let's go away and leave you for dinner. Tan Juguo waved his dry tobacco bag and said.

Shi Dazhu smiled, left the village, got into a car and sped away. He lied to Fang Zheng at the beginning, although he was born as a farmer, but now he is not an ordinary farmer, but a farmer entrepreneur, he has his own stone mountain, and he makes a lot of money every year. But there is a son who doesn't know what he's thinking, and he doesn't work all day, so he squats in the factory and tosses blindly, not even a little youthful vitality. Seeing that the children in the village went out one by one, no matter what they did, no matter how much money they earned, but they relied on their own skills to become self-reliant and honor their parents.

At this point, Shi Dazhu was envious to death, and when he looked back at his son, although his living conditions were better than others, he was mentally completely wasted! For him, Shi Dazhu racked his physical strength, beat him less, scolded him less, but it was useless. Recently, the two of them quarreled and broke up......