"Mr. Chen!" County Head Qi jumped in fright. Chen Fan was from Beijing after all. If anything were to happen to him, it would be fatal!
If he were to rage, One Finger Monastery would suffer as well! He could not understand why Jingxin was so gutsy. F * * k, if the sky collapsed, he would probably be the first to die!
However, when County Head Qi ran out, he saw Mr. Chen sitting outside One Finger Monastery in a daze.
County Head Qi ran over and asked in concern, "Mr. Chen, are you alright?"
Chen Fan's identity was a secret, so it wasn't appropriate for County Head Qi to call him by his official title. All he could do was address him as sir.
However, to County Head Qi's surprise, not only was Chen Fan not angry after being thrown out, he even slapped himself twice. "Sigh, I didn't learn my lesson! I actually wanted to bribe the Little Venerable One … That was a good fall! I woke up from the fall! "
With that said, Chen Fan got up and left.
County Head Qi hurriedly chased after him and said, "Mr. Chen, Abbot Fangzheng is young and hot-blooded. Venerable Jingxin is still a child …"
Chen Fan said with a bitter smile, "County Head Qi, I know you are protective, but do you think I have the right to be angry over this matter? This mission can be considered a failure. It's not their fault, it's my fault. I have to return to report … I hope it won't be too tragic. "
County Head Qi heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that. It wasn't easy for Songwu County to produce such an impressive person. He didn't wish for him to die just like that.
Wang Yougui didn't say a word because he always felt that he was on Fangzheng's side. It was impossible for him to help Chen Fan scam Fangzheng.
However, after hearing Chen Fan say that, he suddenly felt that Chen Fan wasn't a bad official. If he were to be punished because of this, it would be too much.
Hence, Wang Yougui asked, "Mr. Chen, why are you looking for Fangzheng?"
Chen Fan shook his head with a bitter smile. "I can't say, I can't say …"
With that said, Chen Fan left.
Fangzheng originally imagined that the higher-ups would continue sending people to harass him, but after a few days, he realized that he had been overthinking things. County Head Qi returned to continue working hard. Wang Yougui organized people to take care of the tourists every day. At the same time, he forbade anyone from raising prices. One Finger Monastery's disciples were busy with their own matters every day. Instantly, Fangzheng had nothing to do.
Bored out of his mind, he sat in the backyard and looked up into the sky. Fangzheng sighed once again, "The monastery is still too small. If not, it would be inconvenient for me to go out. Sigh … "
Finally, Fangzheng yawned. In his boredom, Fangzheng had an idea and called Red Boy back.
"Master, what is it?" Red Boy asked.
Fangzheng chuckled. "It's fine. Look at how tired you are. Rest first. I'll help you take care of the monastery."
Red Boy was taken aback. Fangzheng helped take care of the monastery? How to take care of him?
Just as he was feeling puzzled, Fangzheng cast A Golden Millet Dream. The next moment, he transformed into Red Boy and walked out with a smile.
Red Boy grinned and shook his head. "So that's how it is. It's rare for me to be free. I'll go online and sleep."
Ignoring what Red Boy was doing in the backyard, Fangzheng glanced at Salted Fish, who was sitting on the offering table and had money thrown at him. Then, he sat in front of Salted Fish. There was a small table in front of him, and on the table was a teapot. The tea was from an ancient tree in the mountains. It was given to Fangzheng by Ji Han. Fangzheng wasn't the kind of person who left good things for his guests to drink, so he drank it himself.
There was a mat on the ground, and he just sat there.
As he sipped the tea, he watched the visitors come and go. From time to time, he would listen to everyone's whispered discussions. Fangzheng felt that such a life was interesting.
Just as Fangzheng was narrowing his eyes, drinking tea, and engrossed in listening to stories, the scene in front of him suddenly darkened. A figure appeared!
This person was very tall. He looked like a small mountain!
Fangzheng was taken aback as he looked up. There was a burly man sitting opposite him! The man had a buzz cut, and he had a mustache on his chin. His eyes were so fat that they turned into slits. When he sat there, it was as though there were two words written above his head — amusing!
However, Fangzheng didn't laugh. Instead, he pressed his palms together and bowed. "Amitabha. Patron, what's the matter?"
"Little Monk, it's said that the monks of One Finger Monastery are profound in the Buddhist Dharma. Do you think you can help me resolve my doubts?" asked the burly man.
Fangzheng nodded. "This Penniless Monk is inexperienced. Patron, if you don't mind, you can ask. However, if This Penniless Monk can't answer, please don't blame me. "
When the burly man heard that, he immediately laughed. "You sure are honest. Alright, I'll ask."
Fangzheng nodded with a smile.
The burly man's smile gradually faded as he asked, "Little … Um … Master, alright. Master, I actually don't believe in Buddhism. I'm here with a friend. He went inside to offer incense. I didn't have anything to do, so when I saw you sitting here drinking tea, I came over out of curiosity. I also asked some questions. Please don't blame me. "
Fangzheng never expected the burly man to look amusing, but he was a good person. He wasn't pretentious, and he was reasonable.
Hence, Fangzheng nodded. "Patron, feel free to ask."
The burly man said, "Actually, I've always been puzzled. You said that good people have to experience eighty-one tribulations before they can become Buddha. Why do bad people become Buddha after laying down the butcher's knife? If that's the case, isn't Buddha too biased towards evil people? If that's the case, wouldn't it be faster to become Buddha by first being an evil person and then laying down the butcher's knife? "
Fangzheng smiled and shook his head when he heard that. He had answered this question before. The first person he had answered to seemed to be Kinky Queen Zhu Lin. Later on, he had also mentioned the matter in private.
However, this time, Fangzheng didn't plan on explaining further. Instead, he said with a smile, "Patron, since you are bored, This Penniless Monk will tell you a story."
The man was taken aback as he thought, "You aren't giving me an answer and instead want to tell me a story? What's going on? "
However, the burly man didn't seem to have any intention of making things difficult for Fangzheng. Since he couldn't answer, he decided to listen to a story. After all, it was to kill time.
Hence, the burly man nodded. Then, he glanced at the teapot and teacups in front of Fangzheng as though he was saying, "Look, I've been sitting here all day. As the host, shouldn't you give me a cup? Be civilized and polite. Do you understand? "
Fangzheng returned the burly man with a smile before picking up the teapot. Under the burly man's expectant gaze, he poured himself a cup of tea and drank it! Then, while the burly man wore a look of surprise, he said lightly, "It's indeed comfortable to drink something warm on such a cold day."
The burly man's face darkened when he heard that. If not for him holding back, he would have had the urge to flip the table.
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