Yimiao cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, Fang Zhengze took out his mobile phone and looked at Weibo, this look was stunned, good guy his Weibo was originally because of the previous incidents, the number of fans is not small, and now it is as many as one million!

If it weren't for the fact that the avatar and name of the person who spoke were different, Fang Zheng almost thought that someone had maliciously swiped the screen.

Seeing these sorry, Fang Zheng folded his hands and said silently: "Amitabha, good, good." ”

This move attracted the attention of Yimiao, who also came over to take a look, and said in surprise: "The popularity of the mage is so high, there are so many fans." ”

Fang Zheng smiled modestly, and at this time, another message was refreshed, and Fang Zheng and Yimiao looked at it, and frowned at the same time.

At the same time, in a hotel box somewhere in Huaxia, there were more than a dozen young men and women sitting around a large round table, a man wearing a plaid dress, glancing at the long-haired black-clothed goddess opposite from time to time, his eyes kept rolling, trying to attract the attention of the other party.

The black-clothed goddess said: "Hey, we are both young people, compared with Fang Zheng, we are like kindergarten children." ”

When the man heard this, he raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart: Fangzheng?

So the man took out his mobile phone and immediately found Fangzheng's Weibo, just saw what Fangzheng said before, and suddenly there was an extra paragraph in his mind, which he had read before, and it felt particularly stylish to say it. The heart said: Since she pays attention to Fangzheng, if I can show off here in Fangzheng, or step on Fangzheng, then she will definitely be impressed by me!

Thinking of this, the man said in a ghostly manner: "Fangzheng? It's really powerful, but I don't believe in Buddhism, and I don't like this foreign Buddhism." As the saying goes, in troubled times, the Taoist priest went down the mountain, and the monk closed the door to avoid disaster. The Taoist priest of the prosperous age returned to the deep mountains, and the monk opened the door to collect money. Why convince me of such a garbage sect? Fang Zheng may have some ability, but what does this have to do with us?"

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, the goddess looked up at him and said with a little displeasure: "Faith is not forced, but it is not interesting to belittle others." ”

When the man saw that the goddess had noticed him, he was overjoyed and immediately said, "I'm not belittling, I'm just seeking truth from facts." And I didn't say this casually, I was about to ask Fang Zheng what he thought. I left him a message before, but he didn't reply to me, so I should have acquiesced. ”

"What did you leave a message for?" asked the goddess.

When the man saw that the goddess was interested, he said: "I haven't seen my Buddha for three thousand years before the Buddha, and I feel sorry for ......" As he spoke, he peeked at the goddess, and sure enough, the goddess had been listening carefully, and his heart was even more proud. The man was originally a little hesitant, but when the goddess looked at him like this, he suddenly felt a lot of chicken blood in his brain, and said: "Hey, it's not interesting to say this, I'll post it directly to Fangzheng Weibo, ask him, and see what he says!" After speaking, Hua Kai didn't listen to the dissuasion of others, and really sent out his edited words The remarks of the Taoist priest in the troubled times going down the mountain to save the world just fell into the eyes of Fang Zheng and Yimiao.

At the same time, there was an exclamation in the private room: "Are you really hairy?

"You're stirring up trouble!"

"It's a good ...... to be responsible for talking"

……

Listening to these words, Hua Kai was not happy, and he also pointed to showing off in front of the goddess, didn't these people sweep his face? What's wrong with the monk? The monk is lazy and doesn't contribute anything to society, so he can't say anything? I want to see what Fang Zheng says!"

Only then did everyone stop, and then they held their mobile phones one by one, waiting for Fang Zheng to answer.

Seeing this, before Fang Zheng could speak, Yi Miao said angrily: "What nonsense! Has this person never read a history book or gone to school? He actually said such a ridiculous thing!"

Fang Zheng nodded and said: "Mage, don't get excited, there are no wonders in the world, there are many people, everyone has different opinions, there is no need to be angry." ”

Yi Miao said angrily: "How can you not be angry? Do you know what kind of temple our Shangfeng Temple is?"

Of course Fang Zheng knew, but he didn't say it, but picked up his mobile phone and recorded it for Yimiao: "Mage just say." ”

Yimiao understood what Fang Zheng meant, this was through his mouth to answer the boring remarks. Yimiao thought for a while and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, do you know the history of Shangfeng Temple?"

Fang Zheng nodded but did not speak.

In the 37th year of the Republic of China, that is, in 1938, when the Japanese army invaded, Nanjing was slaughtered, Wuhan fell, and the smoke was pressed against the three phases, in 1939, I was the abbot of Shangfeng Temple, Baosheng, Zhike Yanwen, and Master Juzan, a famous religious figure who came to Shangfeng Temple from Weishan to place orders, planned to establish an anti-Japanese organization and armed forces. On May 7, the Nanyue Buddhist Rescue Association was established, and the name was given by Premier Zhou at that time!

Nanyue Hengshan Buddhism and Taoism family, regardless of each other, water and milk blending, Buddhism anti-Japanese, Taoism is naturally not backward, Buddhism and Taoism are united together, mobilize all Buddhist and Taoist disciples, run around, distribute leaflets, and publicize the concept of national salvation. There are even monks who directly participate in the battle, die on the battlefield, and die in bliss!

Premier Zhou also wrote in his own hand: Get on the horse to kill the thief, get off the horse to repair the Buddha, and send it to us. The thief represents the thief of afflictions in Buddhism, although there is a saying that it is said that the thief is killed, but it is also the thief of his own troubles who kills rather than really killing, and killing is a sin after all. But at that time, when the country was ruined and the mountains and rivers were broken, even though we were born monks, it was also incumbent on us to kill this thief who stepped on my mountains and rivers and slaughtered my Chinese people!

In 1944, the Japanese invading army sneak attacked an anti-Japanese guerrilla unit stationed in our temple, and after Master Junxiu of our temple found out, regardless of his own safety, he immediately fired a warning shot, and alone blocked the enemy behind the stone rock of Gaotai Temple, and won the safe transfer of the guerrillas with his own sacrifice.

At that time, Mr. Tian Han also gave us two poems, one of which was: "I don't wear a military uniform, and I dare to cause trouble to the world." The other is: "Since I realized what I wanted, I have planted a battle flag to the world!"

The poor monk was not born in that era, otherwise, even if the poor monk's three-foot sword could not kill the thief, he could still block a few bullets with his shell and save a few compatriots!

I just want to ask, why has the era passed, and the heroes have been forgotten? Instead, they have become the flow of people who close their doors to avoid disaster? Is it true that the era is to crush all heroes into powder and throw them under the precipice?

I can understand that you are uneducated, but who can understand the suffering of heroes?

Everyone in the world has a mouth, and the poor monks are eager for everyone, and when they open their mouths, they should have something to say, instead of telling right and wrong!"