"Hello Master Fangzheng, let's go over and sit down. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Zhu Lin's mother smiled after seeing Fangzheng.

Fang Zheng returned the salute and followed him into the village.

Because of the relationship between Baiyun Temple, Baiyun Village has also developed a tourism economy, and the villagers are relatively wealthy, and each family has a car, all of which are jubilant. At the same time, each family has something related to Buddha to a greater or lesser extent, and the cultural atmosphere is very strong.

Just after the New Year, the couplets and lanterns were not picked, and they were in full swing.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng finally understood why Wang Yougui was so happy when he heard that he received the invitation from Baiyun Temple, a temple was greatly developed, and it could indeed bring substantial benefits to the villagers. At least for the poor ravines in Yizhi Village, it is indeed a good way.

Zhu Lin's home is also a rural compound, with courtyards in front and back, and three large tiled houses in the middle, with bright windows and bright lights.

Zhu Lin rushed the fastest, Zhu Lin's mother followed, Fang Zheng walked at the back with his luggage, and vaguely heard someone whispering: "Zhu Lin's mother is really not easy, she stands at the entrance of the village every day when she has nothing to do, and waits, looking forward to it, and she will go up to see it when she comes to a car." Today is looking forward to the girl's return......"

When Fang Zheng heard this, his heart trembled, and he looked at Zhu Lin's mother, who was walking fast, and his heart felt warm. Is this a mother's love?

Fang Zheng looked up at the sky and thought of the scene when he returned to Yizhi Mountain on vacation when he was a child, and every time the Yizhi Zen Master stood at the bottom of the mountain to pick him up as if he knew he was back. At that time, Fang Zheng really thought that the Zen master would be unpredictable, and everything was told to him by the Buddha. Now Fang Zheng understands that he is afraid that the Zen master is waiting for him at the foot of the mountain every day......

"Master, hurry up! there's something delicious!" Zhu Lin's voice came from afar, Fang Zheng smiled slightly, and then stepped forward quickly, holding Zhu Lin's mother who stepped on the wooden stick and almost fell.

"Thank you. Zhu Lin's mother said.

Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "It's the poor monk who should thank you, you let the poor monk know something, but I didn't know it." ”

Zhu Lin's mother looked at Fang Zheng suspiciously, Fang Zheng smiled, Zhu Lin urged over there, the two didn't say anything, and quickly chased after them.

Zhu Lin's mother and Zhu Lin's father are both honest and responsible people, not good at words, Zhu Lin is also tired, a few people said a few words, and arranged for Fang Zheng to sleep next door.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, as soon as the day dawned, before the rooster went to work, Fang Zheng had already gotten up.

Fangzheng, who is used to getting up early, found that there was no Buddhist hall to clean him. After pondering for a while, he simply sat cross-legged on the kang and recited the scriptures.

At this moment, Zhu Lin came in and said suspiciously, "Master, where are your shoes?"

The moon-white monk's robe can cover the surface of his feet, and Zhu Lin didn't know that Fang Zheng was not wearing shoes.

Fang Zheng smiled slightly: "The poor monk never wears shoes, and he is used to walking barefoot." ”

"Barefoot?!" Zhu Lin's eyes suddenly stared at the boss, with a look of disbelief.

Fang Zheng smiled: "Isn't it strange......?

"Shhh Master, are you going to Baiyun Temple today?"

"Yes, is there a problem?" Fang Zheng asked.

"It's fine, it's just a pity that I can't go. I'll just take you to the ferry and just get on the boat when the time comes. Zhu Lin said.

"Oh, do you want to buy a ticket?" Fang Zheng was a little worried, there were not many banknotes.

"That's the ferry of Baiyun Temple, how can it be charged, but there is a merit box at the dock, and if you want to give alms, you can stuff some money in it. If you don't want to, just get on board. Zhu Lin explained, then stared at Fang Zheng and said, "Master, you really don't wear shoes?"

Fang Zheng went directly to the ground and said, "Of course the poor monk doesn't wear shoes. ”

"Tsk...... Cow! What a cow!" Zhu Lin gave a thumbs up.

Fang Zheng was about to say something, and his face changed suddenly!

The scenery in front of me suddenly changed......

In an unfamiliar environment, Zhu Lin answered the phone and walked as she spoke: "Really?!Can I make a movie?Okay, where is the interview?"

As soon as the picture turned, in a small area, Zhu Lin was picked up by a man in the building, and then there was a cry for help, ping-pong sounded, and finally Zhu Lin jumped down from the window......

Screen shattering......

"Master, Master?!" Zhu Lin asked curiously when he saw that Fang Zheng was distracted.

Fang Zheng suddenly came back to his senses, but his heart was cold! Although the Heavenly Eye could be controlled to open and close at will, Fang Zheng had been on the mountain and had long been accustomed to opening it at any time. Along the way, Fang Zheng met a lot of people, but he didn't see anything bad. Unexpectedly, he saw the bloody disaster on Zhu Lin!

Fang Zheng took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "It's okay, the poor monk just got distracted." Donor, have you had something good coming to your door lately?"

Zhu Lin shook his head and said, "No, there are a lot of bad things, what's wrong?"

Fang Zheng said: "It's okay, donor, in the past week, if you encounter something good that suddenly comes to the door, you must think twice! Remember, remember!"

"Master, what do you mean, can you make it clear?" Zhu Lin asked when he saw Fang Zheng's serious face.

Fang Zheng also wants to say, but the heavenly machine must not be leaked, some words can be clicked, and it is trouble to say too much.

Fang Zheng thought about it, shook his head and said nothing.

At this moment, Zhu Lin's mother called everyone to eat, and Zhu Lin didn't ask, but kept thinking about what Fang Zheng's words meant. Is Fang Zheng an ordinary monk? Of course Zhu Lin didn't think so, she had already seen Fang Zheng's ability, twisting the knife with her bare hands, she was simply superhuman. Zhu Lin, who was deeply affected by the Internet, already regarded Fang Zheng as a master or superman in his heart.

Therefore, although Fang Zheng only mentioned it, she took it to heart.

After eating, Zhu Lin sent Fang Zheng to the ferry, and when he arrived at the edge of the ferry, Zhu Lin said: "Master, there is the ferry in front, just follow everyone on the boat." In two days, the Spring Festival will begin, and I will go to see it, and when the time comes, it will be broadcast live, please leave the country. ”

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Amitabha, then see you then." Donor, before leaving, the poor monk will give you a painting, if you encounter it, you must be careful. ”

"Painting, what painting?" Zhu Lin looked at Fang Zheng in amazement.

Fangzheng turned his back to the sun, and the sunlight was draped on Fangzheng's body, which was quite a bit of Zen and sacred, just in the next moment.

"Amitabha!"

The world in front of Zhu Lin shattered with a bang, and then she found that she had actually appeared in the city of Montenegro! Zhu Lin looked around and exclaimed, "How is this possible? How can I be here?"

Here Zhu Lin is both strange and familiar, strange because she has never been here, familiar because she has seen this place on TV and the Internet, this is an upscale community.