The only thing that made Fang Zheng happy was that after bathing in the Buddha, everyone's mentality had undergone a subtle change, and when they entered the temple, they had a sense of awe, but no one littered, and the temple was still clean. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After being busy, I filled a jar of water, and the day passed like this, looking at the setting sun, eating up the last Laba porridge, and finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Fang Zheng came to the Buddha hall with satisfaction and recited silently: "System, receive the merit box!"

Airplanes!

A yellow light flashed, and in the Buddha hall, there was a red merit box in front of the futon, on which the word merit was written.

The merit box looks like it's made of wood, but it's a little icy to the touch, but it's not cold, and it feels very good to the touch. A small opening is made on the top to facilitate the delivery of incense money.

"I finally have a merit box, and I don't have to go around the house looking for money anymore...... Uh, I almost forgot about business! There should be a lot of incense money today!" Fang Zheng hurriedly looked for it in the house, and sure enough, there was a wad of money on the table, quite bits and pieces, one piece, five cents, ten yuan, and a few hundred-yuan bills! But the most eye-catching thing was the pile of money!

Fang Zheng picked it up and counted it, it was more than 2,000 yuan! There was still change in it, and it seemed that the other party had put all the money in his wallet here.

Fang Zheng touched his nose and estimated that Tan Ming would be the one who could do this kind of thing.

"Sure enough, good people are rewarded...... Well, the poor monk is still a good person, Amitabha. After Fang Zheng pronounced a Buddha name, he walked out of the Buddha hall, waved his hand, and beckoned the squirrel and lone wolf: "Let's go, let's play!"

At the same time, Hongyan Village, which is not far from Yizhi Village, has a hill behind the village, the mountain is not high, it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, the scenery is beautiful, and there is a Banyou road that winds straight to the top of the mountain. There is a temple on the top of the hill called Hongyan Temple.

"How is it possible? How is it possible? My people from Hongyan Temple were robbed by a small temple? Chen Jin, can I tell you, can I take the position of presiding abbot, just point to this. You've messed up this for me...... Forget it, there's nothing more to say, friend!" a bald monk snarled and hung up the phone.

At this moment, a middle-aged monk came over: "Amitabha, Senior Brother Wuming, the abbot has called everyone over." ”

"Yes, senior brother, the poor monk will go over. The unwilling look on Wuming's face disappeared immediately, and he said with a kind face.

"Senior brother, do you know what the abbot asked us to do?" asked Wuming on the way.

Wuxin sighed and said: "In previous years, although Hongyan Temple was not as good as those big temples, there were more than 1,000 people who came and went, but this year there were suddenly a lot less, and the incense was not as good as before, and the abbot must have to ask." ”

When Wu Ming heard this, his face sank, this time he took the initiative to invite Yingying to handle the Buddha bathing meeting, and it turned out to be like this, he only felt a sigh in his heart! I'm afraid it's going to be miserable......

Through the hall and room, came to an open place, at this moment, there are already more than 20 monks sitting on the ground, in front of an old monk wearing a red robe sitting in front, holding a rosary in both hands, as if the old monk is in meditation.

Wuming and Wuxin were done, and after a while, the old monk opened his eyes.

At this time, a monk stood up and said, "Abbot, there are many fewer believers in the Buddha Bathing Society this year, and the incense is not as vigorous as in previous years, I don't know why." ”

"In previous years, this matter was handled by Senior Brother Wuxin, but this year, Wuming was able to do it, so he had to handle it, and it turned out like this. Another monk sneered.

Wuming's face sank, as if he was about to drip water.

However, Wuming was not willing to be so passive, so he got up and said, "Abbot, this matter is to blame the poor monk." But you can't blame the poor monk for it, the one-finger temple that should have been scattered a long time ago this year, I don't know why, suddenly came back to life. A little monk inherited the mantle of a one-finger Zen master and ran a one-finger temple. The little monk is a native of Yizhi Village, who grew up in Yizhi Village since he was a child, and this year he also held a Buddha bathing party, and the people in the village are his elders and relatives, so he naturally went to cheer. Besides, it's still organized in the village......

The believers of our Hongyan Temple are mainly Hongyan Village, Yizhi Village and Hongying Village. If there are fewer villagers in one village, there will definitely be fewer people. ”

"This is not a reason, we all know what the situation is in the temple. When the Zen master was there, it was still a temple, but it was also dilapidated. How can it be possible to support a Buddha bathing party? They can't afford to disperse the porridge alone, right?"

Wu Ming also wondered, how could such a poor temple afford to hold a Buddha bathing meeting? When he did this, he also thought about the Yizhi Temple, but the small temple was dilapidated and poor, and he didn't think that there would be a problem in the Yizhi Temple. As a result, something really went wrong...... Regret!

"Amitabha. At this moment, the old monk suddenly pronounced a Buddha name, and everyone fell silent.

Zen Master Hongyan looked at Wuming and said, "Is there a successor to the temple?"

Wu Ming didn't understand what Hongyan Zen Master meant, so he nodded and said, "Yes, it's a little monk named Fang Zheng." ”

"Amitabha, good, good. One finger Zen master Buddhism is exquisite, the mind is not self-cultivation, and now there are successors who are also a great joy, why do you have a bitter melon appearance......? When this little guy came to Hongyan Temple, the poor monk also saw it, and he was a clever little guy. ”

Everyone didn't expect that Hongyan Zen Master was not angry, but smiled, looking at each other one by one, could it be that there is less incense, and it is still a good thing?

At this moment, Wuxin asked: "The abbot and Fang Zheng still have a relationship, but it is also fate. ”

Hongyan Zen Master nodded and said with a smile: "Back then, the poor monk observed Fangzheng, and this son was unruly like a naughty little monkey in his eyes, so he said to the Zen master of One Finger: "Fangzheng is not suitable for monks, and has no relationship with Buddha." As a result, the Zen master said that he was related to the Buddha.

Now it seems that the poor monk has lost his eyes. This little guy actually really held up a finger temple, which is commendable. ”

"Abbot, however, he has robbed our devotees, of incense. "Enlightenment.

Hongyan Zen Master shook his head and said: "The incense is for the Buddha, where is it not for the Buddha? The Buddha bath will be to cleanse one's own soul, not to add face to anyone." What is the difference between the villagers of Yizhi Village going to the Yizhi Temple to bathe in the Buddha or coming to the Hongyan Temple to bathe in the Buddha? ”

After speaking, Zen Master Hongyan got up and said: "That's it, I called you here today to discuss with you the grand event after the New Year......

Wu Ming could no longer hear what Hongyan Zen Master said, he only felt that his face was hot, and his heart was more ashamed than angry! He was the earliest disciple of the Wuzi generation in Hongyan Temple, and if he did a good job, he was likely to take over Hongyan Temple after Hongyan Zen Master stepped down! What is Hongyan Temple? Although it is a small temple, it has annual incense money, government subsidies, and various donations...... Thinking about it, Wuming's eyes are a little red!