"It's normal that you have merit in your body and are more sensitive to karma than you used to be. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info otherwise, you will not see the good or bad from the other party's every move and a look. Everyone can act, even if it is not deliberate, and they will subconsciously self-package. As for now, you are feeling the anger and karma! The few people in front of you are not a good thing!" the system said.

Fang Zheng's heart trembled, the system said that it was not a good thing, it must not be a good thing! Fang Zheng said: "So, the poor monk is going to cross people again?"

As a result, the system was silent, and it took a long time to say: "The Buddha only crosses those who should cross!"

Fang Zheng was stunned, what do you mean? What do you mean by whether you should cross or not? asked the system, but the system stopped talking. Fang Zheng was confused, and didn't understand the meaning at all.

Just when Fang Zheng was distracted, Fang Zheng's eyes suddenly turned red!

"Don't let me say it a second time, how did my brother give it to you, how can you give it back to me! I can't do it even if I don't have a single point!" the short yellow hair snatched back the money from an old man's hand as he spoke. The old man trembled angrily, but he didn't say anything.

"Did you hear it? Do you really think we're giving you money? Don't dream, just like you, you should live a poor life!" a sturdy yellow haired man spoke, and began to snatch money back.

Most of the middle-aged laborers in Dongliang Village have gone out to work, most of the rest are old people and children, there are few women, and there are only three or five middle-aged men, who are also a little timid, and dare not step forward.

"Bring the money!" A yellow-haired girl came to a little girl, the little girl was so frightened that she stepped back, shook her head again and again, and said in fear: "I didn't take ......"

"Didn't take it, what's in your arms?" After speaking, Huang Mao grabbed the stationery box in the girl's arms, and the girl was so frightened that she cried on the spot, but her little hand still grabbed the stationery box and shouted: "Big brother, I really didn't take it, I just came over." Please, this is my stationery box, don't rob my stationery box...... Woohoo......"

"Cry fart, the money is hidden in the stationery box! bring it to me!" Huang Mao pulled out the stationery box, but the little girl pounced after him. Huang Mao became angry and scolded: "**Cub, you have to go to heaven! stationery box...... Fuck, I'm going to let you have a stationery box!"

At that moment, Jing Yan was on fire, and she was about to rush forward when she raised her legs.

Yet someone is faster than her!

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, Huang Mao only felt that his wrist was caught by an iron hoop, and he couldn't fall, and when he turned his head, he saw a monk dressed in white, with a hideous face, and infinite anger staring at him! As the saying goes, the poor are afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal are afraid of the dead. The feeling that this monk in front of him gave him was a lifeless one!

"You...... You...... What are you doing?" asked Huang Mao.

Fang Zheng said word by word: "Scatter!"

Huang Mao's hand couldn't fall, his hand that smashed things was clamped, he spoke with a trill, he only felt that his face was dull, and for the sake of face, he said with a stalk of his neck: "If I don't sprinkle...... Ahh......h Pain and pain...... Let go, I'll let go......"

Huang Mao only felt that the other party's hand suddenly exerted force, and his wrist bones were about to break!

The stationery box fell, Fang Zheng caught it with one hand, and shook it with the other, Huang Mao only felt a strong force, and he involuntarily took seven or eight steps back before sitting on the ground and stopping.

Vaguely, Huang Mao seemed to hear someone laughing around him, and he didn't need to look up, he also knew that it must be those villagers laughing! Even his brothers were laughing, he lost his adult this time!

Looking at the monk again, he was even more angry, the other party didn't look at him at all, but ......

After Fang Zheng shook off the yellow hair, he smiled slightly, squatted down, put the stationery box in the hands of the crying little girl, and said with a smile: "This is given to you by the poor monk, no one can snatch it." ”

"Thank you...... Thank you, big brother, poor monk. The little girl choked up, but there was a smile on her face, which looked a little abrupt, but she was heartbroken to see it! He was an orphan, and although no one bullied him in the village, he was also bullied at school. At that time, the Zen master made a small wooden plaque pendant out of wood for him, and his classmates snatched it away and laughed at him, and as a result, he sent the classmate to the hospital. He knows the pain of being innocently snatched from someone who snatches his beloved......

Fang Zheng gently rubbed the little girl's head and said with a smile: "Okay, don't cry, be good, it's okay." ”

Seeing this, the villagers breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and several villagers who clenched their fists and were about to make a move released their fists, and their eyes were full of gratitude. It was this man who gave them respect for the first time, and it was this man who was the first to stand up for them! This kindness made the hearts of the villagers warm, and the originally lifeless hearts were activated again, as if something was about to be blown apart.

At this time, Jing Yan came back to her senses, looking at the scene in front of her, Jing Yan only felt that this picture was too beautiful!

The monk dressed in white and covered with snow, squatting there, his smile as warm as the sun, stretched out his hand, rubbed the head of the little girl in rags, and comforted her, the little girl enjoyed this love very much, like a wounded kitten being cared for, and the horror was dissipating.

Jing Yan recorded all this scene on her mobile phone, and she suddenly felt that this monk's appearance may not be the most handsome, but his soul is indeed beautiful. Maybe his Dharma may not be profound, but if a person's heart is good and beautiful, it is enough. Subconsciously, Jing Yan said: "The real self is the Buddha......" She didn't know what it meant, but she just said it subconsciously.

When Fang Zheng heard this, he was slightly stunned, and a flash of enlightenment flashed in his eyes: The true self is the Buddha? Is it a monk who reads a lot of Buddhist scriptures? This is the cognition of most people. But at this moment, what Fang Zheng wants to say is that it may be a high monk, but it is definitely not the only standard for a high monk! The heart is like a mirror, dust-free, and the heart of a pure child is also one of the standards of a high monk!

However, Fang Zheng also understands that he is far from being able to have a heart like a mirror and a pure heart. There were so many other distractions in his mind......

Just when Fang Zheng was distracted, a yellow hair said to the short yellow hair in a bit of confusion: "Brother Niu, what's the situation? Didn't they leave? I didn't see them come back, why did they suddenly appear? It can't be a ghost, right?"

When the short man Huang Mao heard this, he opened his mouth and scolded: "**** ghost J8! Guang TM collected the money, but I didn't see them coming, do you still have any reason? I call him a human or a ghost, dare to beat my brother?! Brothers him!" The short man Huang Mao finally came back to his senses, roared angrily, touched a stone, and hit Fang Zheng.