And at this moment, what is Fang doing?

Snore......

"Woo woo......" On the edge of the bed, the lone wolf whined, and then stretched out the dog's head to look out, it was almost dark, and this dead ghost didn't even get up to cook!

As a result, the moon is in the middle of the sky. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fang Zheng got up, stretched a big waist, and said with a smile: "Comfortable! Sure enough, sleep and feel refreshed!"

"Gollum, Gollum......"

"Uh, I'm hungry. Fang Zheng touched his belly, and then frowned: "No, the poor monk's stomach didn't scream, that's ...... Uh, what are you two doing?"

On the edge of the bed, the lone wolf sat there with a resentful face, his rice bowl in his mouth, and above his head, the squirrel sat there angrily, holding his small bowl in his hand. The little eyes of the two guys, that's called a grudge......

Fang Zheng coughed dryly and said, "Wait a minute, it'll be done right away." ”

After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he went to the ground, lit the fire, and added water to cook rice.

The two pairs of big eyes on the side stared directly at the pot, and kept swallowing saliva.

Half an hour later, a faint incense came from the courtyard of the temple, and the sound of chewing heavily.

After a meal, Fang Zheng came to the front yard comfortably, sat under the Bodhi tree, took out his mobile phone and prepared to continue reading the "Huayan Sutra" he had just found. As soon as I opened it, I saw a lot of information prompts.

Zhao Datong: "Master, you are really good! Yun Jing is fine, haha...... Thank you, when it's time for the holidays, we'll come to see you. ”

Fang Zheng smiled and replied, "Welcome, welcome, hehe." ”

Ma Juan: "Master, I love you to death, it's so awesome! You don't know, you compare Shengjing's psychology experts, cool!"

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and replied: "Amitabha, the female benefactor, the poor monk has been ordained." As for the experts, they are also capable, and the poor monks just happened to meet them. ”

Hu Han: "Master, do you accept apprentices? Do you think I can do it?" Don't worry, as long as the master nods, as long as my mother doesn't beat me to death, I will mess with you." ”

Fang Yunjing: "Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't want to collect your corpse, so forget it." ”

When Hu Han asked, Fang Zheng was also curious, and asked the system: "System, can our temple accept people?"

"Ding, what do you think?" the system asked.

Fang Zheng looked at the Bodhi tree above his head, and then at the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and said with a wry smile: "Forget it, it's really here, the poor monks don't know how to explain these suddenly extra things." Get...... It seems that the poor monk not only has to beat the singles, but it is impossible to even find someone to talk to, and he can only be with animals every day, hey. ”

"Not necessarily. The system suddenly said.

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked, "How do you say this?"

"Heaven must not be divulged. The system said.

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and said, "You can't do this, your pants are off, you just tell me this......?" That's not a dirty talk, is it?"

"Boom!" there was a black pit in front of Fang Zheng.

"It's okay, there's one more chance. Fang Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"System, don't you really say it?"

"Don't say it. ”

"The kindest and best system in the world, tell me?"

"Accept the compliment, or don't say it. ”

"It's so thick-skinned. Fang Zheng muttered, didn't ask, looked at his phone, looked at the "Huayan Sutra", and not long after, the sound of monks chanting scriptures sounded in the temple.

The next day, when the sky was slightly bright, Fang Zheng got up together, and then he remembered and shouted: "System, should I have a chance to draw a lottery?

"Reminder, but you're unconscious. The system said confidently.

Fang Zheng found that the system was becoming more and more shameless and unconscious, so could it still be called a reminder?

"Yes, do you want to smoke?" the system said.

"Pump! must be smoked!" Fang Zheng shouted.

"Ding! Congratulations on getting a wooden fish. ”

"Uh, just a wooden fish?" Fang Zheng asked a little confused as he looked at the dark red that suddenly appeared in front of him, like a fat-headed fishing fish.

"This is not an ordinary wooden fish, this is a awakening wooden fish. The wooden fish first originated from Taoism in China, and it cannot be knocked out without breaking the fast. Later, Buddhism saw that its effect was excellent, and it was incorporated into Buddhism for use. When the awakening wooden fish is beaten, it will make a waking sound, clear the mind and calm the mind. Even if you don't sleep at night, as long as you knock the wooden fish, you will get the effect of deep sleep. At the same time, it does not hinder reading the scriptures and thinking about problems.

At the same time, when you hit it as a waking god, it will form a spiritual connection between you and the Buddha statue, and if you want to, you can always know any wish made in your heart and give feedback to it. However, if the believer does not have enough merit and makes a great wish, it is impossible to fulfill it. Unless the other party puts down his great wishes, he will be rewarded first, and then make up the merits. If it is made up, the merit will be completed, and if it is repaid afterwards, the karma will be riddled with karma. So, you don't want to fulfill everyone's wishes lightly.

In addition, there are many wonderful uses, you can feel for yourself. ”

Fang Zheng knew these words, Yizhi Zen Master also told him, but at that time, Fang Zheng asked: "Is the Bodhisattva really effective? If it is effective, everyone will make a wish casually, and become the president of the country or something, wouldn't it be a mess?"

The one-fingered Zen master smiled and said: "How much virtue and how much retribution, exceeded, the Buddha will not favor you." ”

At that time, I was confused and didn't understand, but now after systematic explanation, Fang Zheng understands it.

At the same time, Fang Zheng knew that this wooden fish was really a good thing! At least with it, Fang Zheng could study Buddhist scriptures day and night, and use it for two days a day! According to the time alone, he could be regarded as doubling his waking time, which was equivalent to doubling his life. What's more, it is said that there are other wonderful uses?

Fang Zheng looked at the big wooden fish in front of him, which was 90 centimeters wide, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, he took out the wooden hammer in the stomach of the wooden fish and knocked it gently.

Boom!

The voice was low, as if it was knocking on people's hearts, which suddenly shocked people's hearts, and most of the distracting thoughts were gone, and the whole person was a lot more energetic.

"Good guy, it's really a good thing!" Although Fang Zheng had never seen a few wooden fish, he had experienced the effect of this wooden fish, and it was absolutely awesome!

Without saying a word, Fang Zheng immediately moved the wooden fish away and placed it in the Buddha hall. Such a big wooden fish, it is impossible to carry it with you, put it in the Buddha hall, worship the Buddha, chant the scriptures and beat it, that is a perfect match. At the same time, it is also a great enjoyment.

So, Fang Zheng sat cross-legged in the Buddha hall, beating the wooden fish, reciting the "Huayan Sutra", originally a little stumbling, and could not find the feeling of the "Huayan Sutra" with the wooden fish knocking, Fang Zheng only felt that the spiritual platform was clear, the mind was quiet, and the original "Huayan Sutra" was somewhat vague Immediately became clear, the original tongue was disobedient, always pronounced out of the sound, but now he easily pronounced the most accurate sound, and at the same time his voice also changed, with a man's unique magnetism, and a little ethereal, the scriptures were read out, like singing, making people feel calm and thought-provoking.