Xue Zongdao: "Abbot, everyone is not a child, don't say this kind of three-year-old child doesn't believe it, or that sentence, as long as you agree, I will pay for the transportation of this tree and the money for later maintenance." ”

Looking at the warm-hearted trio in front of him, Fang Zheng was also a little weak, how to explain this.

Seeing that Fang Zheng didn't speak, Shao Min was only unhappy with Fang Zheng, and said with a cold face: "Abbot Fangzheng, are you unwilling?"

"Of course I don't want to, it's not like this linden tree hasn't spent the winter here, it's more moisturizing in winter, why must it be transported to the south?"

Shao Min looked at it when he heard the sound, and saw a little kid jumping out, and his pink carving was very cute. As for what Red Boy said, Shao Min didn't take it seriously at all, shook his head and said, "You kid, what do you know? It's still alive and moist in winter, I'm afraid it will die in winter." Abbot Fangzheng, would you like to reply? ”

Fang Zheng sighed and said: "Amitabha, donor, this Bodhi tree can't be moved. ”

"You ......" Shao Min was angry, how could this monk be stubborn!

Xue Zong also frowned, but he didn't say anything, and patted Shao Min's shoulder: "Although this tree is frozen to death, it's a pity, but after all, this is the temple tree, and it is also the temple's business, since the abbot is unwilling, I think it's okay." ”

"That's it, burn incense, worship a Buddha, look at the scenery, let's withdraw. I'm still waiting to go to Changbai Mountain to have a look......" Zhao Gang said.

"You two! I'm really angry!" When Shao Min heard this, the two of his own people had rebelled, and he was immediately unhappy, shook his hand, glared at Fang Zheng, and rushed out of the temple in stride, shouting at the same time: "There is no Buddha in my heart, what Buddha do you worship! Go home!"

Xue Zong glanced at Fang Zheng, nodded slightly, and left.

Zhao Gang smiled embarrassedly, in his opinion, the tree is square, how to deal with it, that is a square matter. Of course, Shao Min can have different opinions, but just put forward opinions, people will do it if they agree, and it is natural to disagree, why force people to do it according to their own will?

Shaking his head, Zhao Gang also chased out.

Looking at the backs of the three of them leaving, the red boy complained: "Master, this woman is sick, what does she want? She said that, you are not angry? This is not in line with your character!"

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "This female benefactor has a good heart, but her approach is too radical, and she is more lenient with good people." ”

"Oh......" The red boy nodded thoughtfully, and then asked tentatively, "Master, then why are you so cruel to us?"

Fang Zheng grinned at the red boy and said, "Apprentice, for the teacher, remember that you like to eat stones as snacks......"

"Master, the apprentice has something unclear! Please, Master!" When the red boy heard this, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly shouted.

Fang Zheng knocked his head and said, "Just you spirit, ask." ”

"Master, don't you think what she did was wrong? Good people and good deeds are good, but there should be a limit. Red Boy said.

When Fang Zheng heard this, his eyes lit up, staring at the red boy up and down, and the red boy was about to get hairy, so he said: "Pure heart, you have finally learned to think about problems, not bad, not bad, really good!"

This is the first time that Fang Zheng has praised Red Boy like this, but why does Red Boy think that this praise makes him so awkward? It's not that he has no brains, when has he never thought about it? It's just that he rarely thinks like this...... I used to always like to think about this one in the same way as his parents, how to kill this, how to eat that, and what kind of pot to use...... But that's also thinking.

Seeing the red boy rolling his eyes there, Fang Zheng said disappreciatively: "You have to have a degree in everything you do, it's too much." The same is true for doing good deeds, especially when there is not enough to conclude and you just rely on your own cognition to judge whether something is right or wrong, rashly thinking that you are doing the right thing, and then forcing others to do it. Then good intentions are likely to do bad things, this Bodhi tree relies on the power of faith and Buddha qi of all beings to survive, leaving Yizhi Temple, even if it is transported back to the south, it will die. It's a pity that she doesn't understand this. ”

Red Boy said: "It turns out that helping people is not blind, no wonder every time I go out with you, you see things through before you act, instead of rashly acting as soon as you see that the situation is wrong." The price of the corpse, and the old man and the liar......"

Fang Zheng said: "Sometimes what you see with the naked eye and what you hear with your ears is not necessarily the truth. Learn more, make fewer mistakes. Do you understand?"

After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he looked back at the squirrel, lone wolf, and monkey who were still hiding in the doorway, with their heads stacked on their heads.

A few guys nodded hurriedly.

At this moment, the lone wolf's nose sniffed and said, "Master, what does it smell like......?

Fang Zheng sniffed it, his brows furrowed, there was indeed a strange smell.

Squirrels, red children, and monkeys also smelled ......

……

And at this moment, there is a wail in the temple!

"You stupid people, aren't you squatting on the side guarding the moon cakes? That's how you look at it?" Fang Zheng looked at the black moon cakes in the pot, and kept grabbing his bald head.

The squirrel looked at the black smoke pot, then looked at the black ash mooncakes in the pot, and said, "Master, can you still eat it?"

"You try. Fang Zheng rolled his eyes, took out a piece, and stuffed it into the squirrel.

The squirrel sniffed it and said with a crying voice: "It smells so bad!"

Breaking open the moon cake, the squirrel was surprised to find that there was no muss in it......!

"Ahh

Red Boy and the others looked at Fang Zheng pitifully: "Master, our moon cakes are gone......

When Fang Zheng heard this, he was also helpless, the materials were all used, and as a result, he couldn't eat moon cakes this year......

The wailing in the temple was also heard by Xue Zong, Zhao Gang, and Shao Min.

Shao Min suddenly laughed: "This is retribution, you deserve to be unable to eat moon cakes on August 15!"

Zhao Gang smiled bitterly and said: "My aunt, do you have such a big hatred? Although the Bodhi tree is precious, it is someone else's thing after all, and people love to deal with it." What are you calling ......?"

"I'm not competing, do you know how difficult it is for a hundred-year-old tree to grow? Such a precious tree should be well protected, not frozen to death here!" Shao Min said.

Zhao Gang said: "Of course I know that it is difficult, but I know that generally transplanting this kind of tree requires cutting off branches and leaves, reducing their transpiration, reducing water loss, and so on...... If this is this year, will it be able to grow such a large canopy? If it is transported in its entirety, it will be expensive. In such a remote temple, who would spend so much money and effort to transport such a complete Bodhi tree?"

When Zhao Gang said this, Shao Min was stunned, just now he only cared about feeling sorry for the old tree, and now that he thinks about it, it seems that he ...... That's the truth.

Xue Zongdao: "The Bodhi tree in the yard seems to have a well-developed root system, and it doesn't look like it is temporarily planted. The soil doesn't look like it's been turned over recently either......"

As soon as these words came out, Shao Min was stunned, she was too excited just now, now think about it carefully, the Bodhi tree doesn't look like it was newly transplanted, it is completely integrated with this temple, as if it grew naturally! Thinking about what Fang Zheng said, Shao Min looked up at the huge Bodhi tree canopy, a little confused. Is there really a Bodhi tree in this world that is not afraid of the cold? But ...... Is this possible?

"Shao Min, I think it's too anxious. When something happens, we can sit down and talk slowly, talk slowly, and then talk about it after we figure it out. Besides, what's the use of you getting angry, after all, it's someone else's stuff. What should be said, what should be done is done, people like to hear it, let's help it. If people don't listen, what can they do? Can they still rob us? Outside is not as good as at home, people don't necessarily listen to us. Zhao Gang leaned against the wall with a big grin and said. He is the kind of person who looks like a thick branch, but has a very small heart.

Hearing Zhao Gang's words, Xue Zong also nodded and said, "Indeed, we didn't think about it before. ”

Shao Min's temper was a little explosive, seeing that both of them shifted their firepower to say that they were wronged, and their stubborn temper came up, and said: "Say so much, it's not your guess? I don't know anything else, if this temple really has a local tyrant to send them a Bodhi tree as you said, then it should at least be a little popular, right? Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and other temples are overcrowded, but this temple doesn't even have a mouse! How can this be explained? If you want me to see, there is something wrong with this temple itself, otherwise it is impossible that there is no incense at all. I remember that when I went to Daming Temple for the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, many pilgrims sent moon cakes to the temple, which was the style of the big temple. If you look at this finger temple again, the bald head can't even eat mooncakes and has to make them himself! Can't you see something from the side?"

As soon as these words came out, Xue Zong and Zhao Gang were a little speechless, they were actually wondering, why is there no one in this temple for this big holiday?

With a stomach full of doubts, the three of them went down the mountain, but the more they walked, the more they felt that what Shao Min said made sense. When I first went up the mountain, it was still early, and no one could understand it. But when I went down the mountain, it was almost noon, and I didn't see anyone going up the mountain, which explained the problem. Is there really something wrong with this monastery that no one goes to?

Just when a few people were confused, they saw a person sitting at the intersection of the mountain, and there was a person standing in front of him.

"Village Chief, what are you doing here?" Song Ergou asked puzzled, looking at Wang Yougui sitting on the steps.

Wang Yougui said with a smile: "It's okay, it's a holiday, send some moon cakes to Abbot Fangzheng." Just now Mr. Tan called me, he is also going, I will wait for him and be a companion. What are you doing here?"

Song Ergou was immediately happy: "This is a coincidence, I also sent moon cakes." Village chief, what kind of mooncakes did you give, show me. After speaking, Song Ergou came over.

Wang Yougui said: "Look, it's just ordinary moon cakes, how can I still send tricks with my salary?"

Song Ergou looked at it, and there was a box of hardcover mooncakes inside, and the appearance was not bad! Song Ergou smiled and said, "Village Chief, your mooncakes are not cheap." ”

PS: I saw a lot of people leaving messages asking me, why did I pretend to be slapped in the face?Well, I'm also very embarrassed, I wrote about a real story adaptation, my classmate is my classmate, I was despised as a dog as an author, and the other party just wanted to set off his high salary, and then criticized my industry from his ignorant perspective...... It's almost like I'm not as good as a dog when I write books. Of course, we used the manuscript fee of the great god to send it back. This story is for the self-righteous brain-dead, and the brain-dead in reality are more excessive than those in the book.

I'm also quite embarrassed, when I write a story, everyone says it's a story. When writing the plot of life, everyone said that it was all water.

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