At first, Fang Zheng wanted to plant it in the temple, but now it seems that planting it in the temple is not a good idea. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info out of the temple, Fang Zheng looked around, and finally took the Hanzhu seeds to the clearing on the edge of the crystal rice field.

"Okay, let's plant it here. As he spoke, Fang Zheng dug a pit, buried the seeds in it, and poured some water. However, the imaginary scene of immediate growth did not happen, shaking his head, Fang Zheng came to the edge of the paddy field, the crystal rice seeds have completely germinated, and the whole paddy field is set green.

Everything is no problem, Fang Zheng greeted a monkey, a lone wolf, a squirrel, carrying a basket, and went to the mountains and forests to look for mushrooms, although it may not be able to find it, but idle is also idle, wandering around!

Time passed day by day, the speed of the engineering team to repair the road was very fast, and it was halfway through the repair, on this day, Fang Zheng opened the gate of the temple, and was stunned, there was a gray-haired old woman standing at the door, the old woman was wearing a white-washed cheongsam, the silver hair was combed very neatly, and her chin was slightly raised, she seemed not to be an old woman, but a parade queen.

But just dressed like this, it scared Fang Zheng, looked up at the sky, the sun came out, no problem, it's not a ghost...... Look at the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas behind him and think about his identity, even if it is a ghost, it seems that he has no reason to be afraid, and he is completely relieved.

"Amitabha, donor, please inside. Fang Zheng didn't ask anything, turned sideways, and folded his hands.

"The mage is polite. The old woman smiled slightly, and the smile was very natural and kind. Then he raised his legs and crossed the high threshold of the temple, and when he looked up, he saw the Bodhi trees in the temple, which were spreading their branches and leaves.

"Bodhi Tree? That's right. The old woman muttered.

Fang Zheng heard clearly, but still didn't ask anything.

At this moment, Fangzheng's mobile phone rang, and Fangzheng picked up the phone, which turned out to be an unfamiliar number.

At the same time, pointing to the bottom of the mountain, there was an extra shadow, this person was tall, wearing black clothes and pants, and sunglasses, it was Jing Yan who had not been seen for a long time.

Although the two have not left each other's phone numbers, with Jing Yan's ability, it is really not difficult to get a square phone number.

Fang Zheng just picked up the phone, and before he could speak, he heard a familiar voice on the other side of the phone: "Abbot Fang Zheng hasn't seen you for a long time, I'm Jing Yan." ”

"Amitabha, it turned out to be the donor of Jingyan, is there anything wrong with the donor?" Fang Zheng looked at the old man standing under the Bodhi tree, folded his hands, and prayed silently, and asked casually.

"Abbot Fangzheng, there must be something wrong with me coming to you. First of all, have you seen an old man with white hair and wearing a cheongsam?" Jing Yan asked anxiously.

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and was about to answer, when the old woman turned to look at Fang Zheng and shook her head slightly.

Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "Amitabha, the monks don't speak, I'm sorry for the donor." ”

The old woman turned away from Fangzheng, obviously a little upset.

Then Fang Zheng said to Jing Yan: "The old man is here, but she doesn't seem to want you to come up." Donor, is she who you are?"

"I said she was my grandmother, do you believe it?" Jing Yan asked rhetorically.

Fang Zheng didn't say anything, Jing Yan continued: "Abbot Fang Zheng, I'm kidding, she's not my grandmother. Her name is Liu Fangfang, and you won't feel much about the name, but she has a title, the ghost by the Songhua River. ”

"Huh?!" Fang Zheng was stunned, there is still someone with such a title?

"Don't be surprised, she's human, not a ghost. But it's no different from a ghost, the people in the Civil Affairs Bureau are going crazy for her, she has no family, and no one even knows about her past. I only know that she appears every day at the old wharf of the Songhua River in Montenegro City, wandering like a ghost for decades. The workers of the old dock have changed batch after batch, and the residents on the side have changed batch after batch, but she has not changed. Maybe someone knew about her past before, but those people are gone. Jing Yan said.

Fang Zheng looked at the front of the Buddha hall, the monkey came out of it, folded his hands and saluted the old man, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed a bit of hope.

Fang Zheng asked in a low voice: "Master Jing Yan, what are you talking to the poor monk about? The poor monk is not a staff member of the Civil Affairs Bureau......

"Master Fangzheng, what are you anxious about. Will you listen to me?" Jing Yan said.

Fang Zheng said: "Okay." Then, Fang Zheng walked outside the monastery so as not to be heard by the old man.

Jing Yan said: "Abbot Fangzheng, the old wharf is going to be demolished." ”

"What?!" Fang Zheng almost cried out, he knew very well how terrible a person's obsession was, this old man seemed to be in good spirits, but it was because she had hope in her heart to support it. To be able to persist in a dock for decades without leaving, there must be some kind of persistence in this. At this time, the demolition of the dock is equivalent to cutting off the hope of the old man, which is tantamount to murder!

"I know what you're worried about, my friends and I at the Civil Affairs Bureau are worried about what's going to happen to her. But...... We really can't help it, if it weren't for her, the dock would have been demolished ten years ago. It has dragged on until now, and the leaders have changed twice. And this time, it is the transformation of the entire city of Montenegro, and the old city will be demolished. The old dock is notoriously dirty and messy, and the point is that its existence will lead to more demolitions that cannot be carried out, and that area will not be moved at all...... This time it's really going to be demolished. Jing Yan said.

Fang Zheng said in a deep voice: "So, you sent her to the poor monk? What about after that? After going back, the dock is gone, what should she do?"

"I can't help it, I know you have the ability, so ...... Please, please, think of a way. Jing Yan said.

Fang Zheng was completely speechless, he was driven to the shelves! This matter, if he didn't know, it would be okay, but now that he knew, he couldn't ignore it.

"The question is, you sent an old man who the poor monk didn't know at all, how did you let the poor monk communicate with her?" Fang Zheng was also speechless, even if he was a scholar, if you gave him a blank piece of paper to tell him to solve the problem, it would probably be stupid, right? Fang Zheng is in this state now.

"Don't worry, it's not completely ignorant. Jing Yan said.

Fang Zheng seemed to see hope, and immediately asked, "What do you know?"

"At least I know her name is Liu Fangfang. Jing Yan said.

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes, he really wanted to go down the mountain to shoot this woman to death!

"Master Fangzheng, don't you know how to tell fortunes, you know the name, can't you count something?" Jing Yan asked.

Fang Zheng suddenly wanted to scold his mother, he was a monk, not a fortune teller! But he didn't bother to say anything, and asked directly: "Donor, have you thought about it, if the poor monk can't solve her problem, what will happen when she goes back?"