Hongjing sighed: "Hey...... ......After saying that, Hongjing rubbed the little monk's head dotingly, and said, "Okay, this time the master promised you, I'm afraid there will be variables." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info It's Master who delayed you......"

"Master, don't say that, the origin and extinction of fate are all the same fate, and if fate has not arrived, it is useless to calculate more. A line can be seen. The group of little monks smiled.

Hongjing's mood is a lot better, but he still sighs: "After the Spring Festival Blessing Festival, there is a Dharma exchange meeting within the Buddhism every year, and every year one of the rookies will be selected to give a lecture in public. Not to mention that you can get the guidance of many masters such as Baiyun Zen Master, the point is that if you speak well, have a high level of understanding, and get everyone's recognition, the temple where you are located will inevitably rise and become famous.

As a teacher, you also have selfish intentions, one line, you have a high understanding since you were a child, and you are a rare genius. In the past few years, there have been genius disciples in Baiyun Temple and other monasteries, and I was afraid that you would not be able to compare with them, so I didn't sign you up, and kept telling you to hide. It wasn't until this year that you were sure that no one in the major monasteries was your opponent that you signed up.

Who knows, halfway to kill a demon who is even more demonic, Fangzheng! A reed crosses the river......" Speaking of this, Hongjing closed his eyes, desperate! If nothing else, just this reed crossing the river can push Fang Zheng to the throne of this year's rookie king and preaching the scriptures!

The party smiled disapplauded: "Master, I haven't seen you suffer so much in previous years, what happened this year? Although this opportunity is rare, don't you see Hongyan Zen Master also the abbot of small and medium-sized monasteries? However, because of the superb Buddhism, even if you are a Baiyun Zen Master, you must treat each other with courtesy." In the past, you also told me that fame and fortune are vain, and only the Dharma is true. Today, you ...... "Speaking of this, I won't say a word."

Hongjing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "You little ghost, you have been lectured by you today." Then, Hongjing shook his head and said: "But this time is different from the past, a pilgrim came a while ago and wanted to help us expand the temple. Once expanded, the size of our temple will reach the size of a medium temple, which is a qualitative leap. However, the other party has been hesitating lately, hesitating whether to donate to another temple or our temple. As a teacher, I want to take advantage of this opportunity to beat the reputation of our Jinzhuan and completely overwhelm Xuanlong Temple. ”

"Well, there's still something about this, Master, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Hongjing smiled bitterly: "Say it earlier, tell you, is it useless not to say, as a teacher, you will never be allowed to compete for this place with a utilitarian heart." If you want to go to hell, you just need to be a teacher. ”

The group was silent for a long time before asking, "Master, what do you say now?"

"Now that the dust has settled, and with Founder, we have little hope. You know, you know, whatever. Alright, let's eat. After Hongjing finished speaking, he picked up the chopsticks and ate them.

The group also ate slowly, but in the big eyes, there was a glimmer of essence - a reed crossing the river?

For a meal, Fang Zheng ate quite comfortably, didn't eat a few bites of rice, and ate less vegetables. Although they are all vegetarian dishes, the vegetarian dishes in Baiyun Temple are much better than those in Yizhi Temple!

Fangzheng is not very good at cooking, and the green vegetables of Yizhi Temple are basically stewed in a big pot. And Baiyun Temple is different, all kinds of ways of baking and frying, although it is a green vegetable, the finished product is exquisite, and the taste is also sweet and sour.

Others may just taste it, but for Fang Zheng, who eats rice every day and stews indiscriminately, it is a feast. The food is extremely comfortable, the only pity is that the rice is far inferior to crystal rice, but I endured it anyway.

After the meal, everyone dispersed, and the monks of Baiyun Temple arranged for everyone to stay.

Fang Zheng looked at the bright house with a few windows, thought about the environment of the Yizhi Temple at the beginning, and couldn't help but sigh: "It is worthy of Baiyun Temple, this condition is good." ”

got on the bed, Fang Zheng fell asleep upside down, and didn't say anything all night.

The next day, in order to welcome the Spring Festival prayer ceremony, all the monks simply rehearsed, the whole process, Founder is to follow, should be in place, should chant scriptures, but also simple.

At this moment, a monk ran over: "Amitabha, Abbot Fangzheng, do you have a photo of the temple?"

"Uh, what do you want photos for?" Fang Zheng asked subconsciously.

The monk smiled honestly and said, "That...... We didn't find any pictures of your temple before, and the propaganda posters were all painted, and the abbot saw it, was very angry, and reprimanded the senior brothers. Let's get a picture, but ......" Speaking of this, the monk couldn't go on, and his dark skin was a little red.

Fang Zheng suddenly smiled, then folded his hands and saluted: "Amitabha, I don't blame you for this matter, I blame the poor monk." The temple is too small, and it is normal that it cannot be found on the Internet. The poor monk has a picture here, and now I can pass it on to you. ”

The monk thought that Fang Zheng would be angry, and he was ready to be scolded. Even this time I ran over to ask for photos, but I lost the guessing boxing and came over hard. Unexpectedly, Fangzheng, the legendary abbot, would be so easy-going, and the black-faced monk suddenly smiled, took the photo, and went happily.

Fang Zheng looked at the back of the monk, wiped his nose, and said with a smile: "Who said that the monks of Baiyun Temple are arrogant, I think they are all very good......

Until now, Fang Zheng has not been clear about his status. Crossing the river with a reed, the legacy of the Bodhidharma patriarch, together, his status has long been raised. He is a star among the monks, and most of the monks have listened to the legendary story of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, and it is a good story to cross the river with a reed. If you can't see the Bodhidharma Patriarch and see the Fangzheng, you will naturally add points and be in awe.

Knowing that his one-finger temple was finally going to be on the billboard, and the reputation was finally going to really spread, Fang Zheng was also a little excited.

I didn't go anywhere else, so I squatted at the gate of Baiyun Temple and waited at the position of the advertising billboard.

More than ten minutes later, the black-faced monk ran over with a few monks, and after greeting Fang Zheng, he hung up the brand new poster. Fang Zheng looked at the gate of the Yizhi Temple above, with big golden characters, and smiled: "Yizhi Dad, our Yizhi Temple is finally hanging at the door of Baiyun Temple, have you seen it?"

In a happy mood, Fang Zheng returned to the meditation room, took out the scriptures that he was about to recite tomorrow, and read them to prepare for tomorrow.

Just then, there was a commotion outside.

Fang Zheng went out to take a look, only to see a few monks pointing to the roof and shouting, Fang Zheng raised his eyes and just saw a red monkey butt disappearing into the woods.

Then Fang Zheng heard a monk and said dissatisfiedly: "This monkey is too much, he comes to the temple every once in a while to steal things, steals tribute a while ago, and now he actually attacks the Buddha statue, hey...... If I hadn't been a monk, if he hadn't protected animals, I would have to beat him up and not be able to take care of himself!"

"No way, protect the animals, live the ancestors. Let's go, just get rid of it, hey......" the other monk complained.

Fang Zheng looked at a few five big and three thick warrior monks holding a monkey helplessly, and suddenly he was happy, it turned out that he was not only going to be harassed by animals! Thinking about the squirrel who stole things and was still arrogant, Fang Zheng immediately balanced.

Back in the room, he continued to meditate, and in the middle of the night, Fang Zheng was hungry, so he took out the package to find crystal rice balls to eat, and then ......

"Where's my rice ball?!" Fang Zheng looked at the empty package, and almost scolded his mother in anger, but fortunately, he was able to endure it after pretending to be a monk for a long time. But he still screamed in his heart: "That bastard is such a grandson, how many rice balls are stolen? Is there any stealing goods? Stealing rich or not stealing poor, don't you know? Don't you know that thieves also have a way?"

Gollum......

His stomach turned over and over, Fang Zheng touched his belly, opened the door, and wondered if he was looking for something to eat?

At that moment, there was a commotion in the trees.

Fang Zheng looked up and saw a shadow crouching on a tree, grinning at him.

Fang Zheng looked closely, and it turned out to be a long-haired white monkey!

Seeing the monkey and thinking of the day's events, Fang Zheng slapped his head and shouted, "Monkey, did you steal my rice balls?"

The monkey was startled, pressed Fang Zheng with a strange face, and then pointed at Fang Zheng tremblingly: "Can you speak?"

Fang Zheng's old face darkened, how could animals hear him speak with this virtue? Completely forgotten, if an animal can speak, it is estimated that everyone is virtuous......

Fang Zhengdao: "Of course the poor monk can speak, less nonsense, what about the poor monk's rice ball?"

"Give me a rice ball, and I'll tell you. The monkey scratched his ass and looked at Fang Zheng with disgust, but when he looked at Fang Zheng's room, his eyes were fiery.

Fang Zheng didn't need to ask, he had been with animals for so long, and these simple guys could understand everything on their faces at a glance! So Fang Zheng said: "Stealing my rice balls, and still want rice balls? The poor monk is hungry, what are you going to do about this?"

"Is the rice ball really yours?" asked the monkey, staring at Fang Zheng.

"Nonsense, there is no other family in the world!" said Fang Zheng confidently.

"Really, I think you're similar to those stupid monkeys who don't have hair and can't climb trees, you do, why don't they have them? Could it be that you picked all the peaches in the family alone?" the monkey asked seriously.

Fang Zheng was speechless for a moment, and he found that it was indeed a bit difficult to discuss this kind of interracial issue with this hillbilly monkey who had never seen before.

So he went straight to the point and said: "Don't talk about those useless things, this is my house, you took it out of my house, aren't you stealing?@#¥#@...... 0”

"Okay, don't ink, don't you just eat your two rice balls, what's your name? Monkey eats so many things from those hairless monkeys, and I haven't seen them ink so much to you. The monkey exclaimed impatiently.

Fang Zheng was stunned, he was disgusted by the monkey! Fang Zheng endured his anger and asked curiously, "Then what do they do?"

"Throwing brooms, smashing peaches or something, jumping and jumping, screaming, anyway, it's quite enthusiastic, but it's a little stupid. But they are more crisp than you, and they often shout and do it, who is as inkblot as you. "The monkey is a serious man.

Founder: "@#¥@%...... This monkey is really a fool of other people's kindness!"