As soon as Zhang Muyang's words were finished, before the little monk spoke, a very small voice came from behind him, it was a woman who spoke, and she whispered to the male companion beside her: "My dear, you see that kid is poor and has no money, so let's pretend to force the little monk again." If you don't have money, you say you don't have money, and you pretend to be a big-tailed wolf. ”

Although the woman's voice was very small, it still fell on Zhang Muyang's ears word for word, he touched the tip of his nose, chuckled and didn't say anything.

The man beside the woman, about forty years old, was a successful businessman in Tianpu City, and his vision was quite high. For a young man like Zhang Muyang, he only glanced at it, and then ignored it, there was no disdain in his eyes, just ignored, he came to find Master Fangzheng here today, so he didn't want to cause too much trouble.

Seeing that Zhang Muyang didn't seem to be able to get any oil and water here, the little monk immediately shifted the target and beckoned: "Two laymen......

Without him flickering, the woman said directly: "Little monk, which is the most expensive incense you have here." ”

The little monk was stunned for a moment, he had been a monk for so long, and it was the first time he had met such a pilgrim, but he had heard his senior brothers mention that most of these people were big dogs, and they could be slaughtered hard, they didn't care about the amount of money, they just cared about peace of mind.

"Two laymen, our side, pay attention to sincerity and spirit, it doesn't matter how much money you have, it all depends on the donor's mind to worship the Buddha, as long as your mind is satisfied, the Buddha will naturally bless you. ”

For the little monk's performance, Zhang Muyang was naturally not interested in listening, the little monk didn't bother him, he happened to be relaxed, wandering around the Buddha hall, at this time the man took out a bank card from his briefcase and said: "This master, I have one million here, which is my incense money to the Buddha, pray for the Buddha to keep me safe, but I want to see the Fangzheng master in the temple, I don't know if I can recommend it, you just say, the old Zhao family came to visit." ”

The little monk has obviously seen a lot of this kind of request, but who is Monk Fangzheng, that is the great mage, a virtuous monk, and no number of high-ranking officials and magnates can see him, just with one million, plus a sentence of the old man, I want to see his old man, isn't this a dream? A few days ago, the rich businessman who donated 30 million plus two temples didn't see it at a glance? Of course, he couldn't say these words.

Instead, he cleared his throat and said: "Two laymen, I can report on my behalf, but his old man is dedicated to chanting Buddha, but it is not the little monk who has the final say, everything is fate, as long as the two donors are committed to my Buddha, even if he doesn't see you two, it's just that the opportunity is not enough, and the Buddha will still bless you two." ”

"Understood, understood, we are waiting here. The rich merchant was quite dog-legged, and he didn't have the kind of ignorant eyes that he had when he looked at Zhang Muyang just now, and the woman next to him was even worse, staring at the little monk and smiling, full of foxes.

"Husband, did you say Master Fangzheng will meet us?"

The man shook his head and said, "It's hard to say, I've only met him once before." ”

After watching in the Buddha hall for a while, Zhang Muyang got up to leave, ready to find the old monk Fangzheng to chat, and at the same time criticize him for this behavior, at this moment, the little monk just now turned around and came back and said: "Two donors, my Fangzheng Patriarch is in retreat and Zen, and it is inconvenient to be disturbed, so the two of you, please come again next time." ”

The little monk didn't ask at all, just went to the backyard to drink a sip of water, ate a snack and walked back, this is not that he is lazy, but the consistent rules here, there is no acquaintance to guide the way, there is no special reason to lure, no one can disturb the cultivation of Zen Master Fangzheng.

Hearing what the little monk said, the rich businessman's face sank, but he didn't dare to say anything, and after leaving the card and password, he was ready to leave.

At this moment, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the Buddha hall, and Zhang Muyang raised his eyes to see who else could it be.

Holding a bank card in his hand, the little monk who was just about to fool people away looked confused, he naturally knew Monk Fangzheng. This...... What the hell is going on, are they really the old people of the Zen master? This is the end of it.

And the rich businessman was excited, he knew Monk Fangzheng, although it was only a one-sided relationship, but he remembered clearly, he thought that there was no hope, but he didn't expect that the peak and the road would turn, and the willows and flowers would be bright, Master Fangzheng actually remembered the favor of the year, and actually came to see him in person, which made him how could he not be excited.

He walked a few quick steps, wanting to go up and greet Monk Fangzheng.

The woman next to the rich businessman, seeing her man's look, had already guessed eight or nine without leaving ten, and her heart was even more excited, this is the legendary Zen Master Fangzheng, the kind that ordinary people can't see at all, this time she is going to show her face.

However, what they didn't expect was that Master Fang Sheng, who was a high-ranking monk in their eyes, or even a half-Buddha figure, actually ignored the disciples and wealthy businessmen in his temple, but went straight to Zhang Muyang.

Monk Fangzheng was the first to salute and said, "Mr. Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Zhang Muyang returned the salute slightly, and said with a smile: "It's only been a few months, monk, your cultivation is another level, congratulations." ”

Monk Fangzheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang is not going to make fun of me, I just moved a small step, compared with you, the old monk is really ashamed, if I am not mistaken, your cultivation is to the next level." ”

Zhang Muyang said: "Okay, let's not praise each other here, what about the vegetarian food I want? After walking so far, I'm really a little hungry." ”

The conversation between the two people directly shocked the other people in the Buddha hall, they originally thought that this young man was the son of a high-ranking official, but they didn't expect that Master Fang Zheng actually respected this young man very much, and it seemed that he gave that young man a junior face.

The monk Fangzheng led the way in front of the head, led Zhang Muyang to use the removal, and when he passed in front of the rich businessman, he only nodded and signaled, did not stop, and left directly.

"This ...... What's going on, is that what you said about Master Zhongzheng? What...... How does it feel ......"

The woman who just snickered at Zhang Muyang pretending to be forced is now a little confused. Seeing Zhang Muyang and the two walking away, she couldn't help but ask, but before she finished her words, she was interrupted by her own man: "Shut your stinky mouth." "Pretending to be Master Founder in Southern Shaolin, unless you don't want to live.

Thinking about his indifferent face just now, and the few bullshit words of his own woman, the rich businessman suddenly felt that he was unlucky, and he might have provoked someone he couldn't afford to provoke.

"Maybe it's really a fate. The rich merchant sighed lightly and pulled his woman away in a hurry.

In the South Shaolin Zhike Room, there was a table of good vegetarian dishes, Zhang Muyang tasted a few bites, and kept nodding, and it really lived up to its reputation.

The old monk Fang Zheng squinted his eyes and smiled: "Mr. Zhang, you are here this time, I'm afraid it's not just for my bowl of food, right?"

(End of chapter)