Chapter 50: The Master and the Murderer
Director Zhang nodded and said, "Although your temple is small, it is also very exquisite. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info disturb the master, we will leave. If you see the person I'm talking about, don't contact him, call the police first, and we'll be there as soon as possible. ”
Fang Zheng nodded slightly, and said unhurriedly: "The poor monk understands, all the donors, please." ”
Director Zhang immediately took people away, as for the incense? They don't believe in Buddhism, so how can they make incense?
As soon as these people left, Wang Yougui ran over and asked Fang Zhengdao, "Boy, are you sure there is no one in your temple?"
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly: "Uncle Wang, do I look like a liar? ”
Wang Yougui looked at Fang Zheng suspiciously, and finally shook his head and said, "It's good that no one, you don't know, that guy is a vicious habitual criminal." I used to be a mercenary in Africa, killed I don't know how many people, and after returning home, I beat people half to death, and squatted in prison for three years before I was released...... Hey, I'm worried about your safety. Otherwise, you can come down with me, and when you catch the prisoner, you will come back. ”
Fang Zheng said: "Uncle Wang, thank you for your concern. But as you can see, my temple is very miserable, and there is nothing of value. Even if the other party really comes, what can he snatch from the poor monk? Moreover, there is only one way up and down the mountain, and unless the other party is stupid, it is impossible to come to the mountain. It's better to run to the mountains behind. ”
"Yes...... Okay, I'll just talk about it. If you're afraid, go down the mountain. Wang Yougui admonished, and in the end, he suddenly smiled: "Also, Song Ergou's matter, you handled it well." This guy is much better behaved now, hehe......"
After speaking, Wang Yougui left.
"Director, according to the clues, Han Xiaoguo just went up this mountain, how can there be no one? I think we should search for it. The little officer said unrelentingly.
Director Zhang shook his head and said: "Xiao Wu, there are some things you have to understand, although we don't believe in Buddhism, but Buddhism is a quiet place, and the state has regulations, you are not allowed to go in and mess around." If you want to search, you can wait for the search warrant...... During this time, you lead people to block the way up and down the mountain. In addition, Han Xiaoguo was born as a mercenary, fought in Africa all the year round, and was very good at fighting in the field, in the mountains and forests, and was cunning like a fox. Our task is to protect the scene and wait for the police dogs to be in place. ”
"Okay. Wu Hai nodded.
This busy, Fang Zheng looked at the sky a little speechlessly, the moon had risen high, and his belly was already hungry. When I went to the back kitchen, the fire was extinguished! No wonder I didn't smell the rice after cooking it for so long......
"Hey, I'm looking for someone to mess with, it's so hard to eat. Fang Zheng hurriedly re-lit the fire.
Everything was ready, Fang Zheng looked outside, the lone wolf hadn't come back yet......
Boredom, standing under the linden tree and waiting, a few days passed, the Bodhi tree not only did not become smarter, but honestly dropped its leaves and spent the winter. Instead, it blooms with tender green leaves, which tends to be a bit lush.
Fang Zheng looked up at the Bodhi Tree and muttered: "Bodhi Tree, Bodhi Tree, are you a Bodhi Tree or a Grapevine? Why are you so stupid? You don't have to be so serious about dying, right? Well, the moon is good today, but you can't eat it, and you will starve to death for the poor monk." ”
A Bodhi tree, with a big silver moon hanging on the tree, and a handsome little monk dressed in white under the tree standing there, muttering to himself, this picture is incomparably harmonious, beautiful, like a beautiful picture.
However......
"Don't move!" Just then, a low, somewhat hoarse voice came from behind him. Coming here, with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows, small eyes and thick lips, it is the murderer Han Xiaoguo mentioned by Director Zhang!
Han Xiaoguo was a little nervous now, clenching the gun in his hand tightly, his eyes were bloodshot, the whole person looked very tired, and at the same time, his spirit was also highly nervous.
"Amitabha, donor, the sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. Fang Zheng didn't look back, and he could hear the other party's nervousness from the sound of the other party's breathing. But Fang Zheng was not nervous at all, just stood calmly, with his back to the other party.
"Little monk, don't talk this nonsense! Let me ask you, do you have food and water here?" Han Xiaoguo ran for a day, and under the pressure of hunger and cold, he entered the temple to find food, and just happened to bump into Fang Zheng under the Bodhi tree in a daze, so he made a move.
Fang Zheng smiled: "It turns out that the donor is hungry, of course there are poor monks who eat, but why are you asking this?" Fang Zheng asked knowingly.
At the same time, Fang Zheng wondered if he was looking for an opportunity to shoot this guy unconscious and throw it to the police.
However......
Friendly reminder, it is a merit to ferry people to be kind, and if it can make people turn back to the shore, it is a great merit!"
Great merit? Fang Zheng was slightly stunned, he was able to win the seventh-level floating slaughter before saving people, and gave him a chance to draw a lottery, so what is the so-called great merit of this back-to-back shore? So Fang Zheng asked: "System, what is the use of this merit?"
"Merit is a scoring system that evaluates your lottery level, and the greater the merit you do, the greater the chance of getting something good in the lottery. For each draw, there are a number of alternative items, which themselves are hierarchical. Your plaque, because it is a reward for cleaning the Buddha hall, has the lowest merit, and it is just an ordinary Buddhist plaque with average function.
You save people and get the moon-white monk's robe, which is a treasure only Buddhist monks.
Therefore, the higher the merit, the higher the level of the prize drawn. It is easy to save people, but it is difficult to persuade people to do good, which is merit; it is easy to kill people, but it is difficult to save people, and the merit of saving people is higher; it is easy to persuade people to do good, but it is more difficult to make wicked people turn back, so it is a great merit. ”
When Fang Zheng heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up! How could there be no reason not to accept this merit that was brought to his mouth? He was very curious about what kind of treasure could be drawn out under this great merit! At the same time, Fang Zheng's brain was running wildly, constantly recalling how the masters in those film and television dramas and novels in his memory had transformed into demons one by one, and he was weird and strange. Then I had a plan in my heart, although I don't know if it will work, but let's use it for the time being.
Han Xiaoguo was so angry by Fang Zheng's words that he almost went over to shave Fang Zheng's ears and scolded: "You little monk, you look white and clean, but your brain is all?
"Why does the poor monk want to give you food? If the donor is hungry, you can go down the mountain to eat, if it is okay today, hurry up, there is still something to eat. "Fang Zheng used the first trick to deliberately pretend to be a superior! After convincing the other party, he subdued the other party.
"You...... Are you stupid?" Han Xiaoguo said angrily.