As he spoke, a monk walked out from behind Fangzheng. It was none other than Hong Xiang!
"Hong Xiang?" Wu Xin immediately cried out when he saw Hong Xiang.
Zen Master Hongyan was slightly taken aback as well. He never expected another disciple of his to be implicated in this matter.
"Amitabha. Amitabha, amitabha. The sea of bitterness has no bounds. Repent and the shore is at hand. Congratulations, Venerable One! "At that moment, Fangzheng suddenly pressed his palms together and smiled at Hong Xiang.
Hong Xiang was taken aback, as were all the monks.
Before anyone could figure out what was happening, Zen Master Baiyun and Zen Master Hongyan suddenly pressed their palms together and said loudly, "Congratulations, Venerable One."
With two esteemed Buddhist accomplished monks doing so, everyone else pressed their palms together as well. However, there were still countless questions in their hearts.
Elder Du was even more dumbfounded. He knew very well what sort of person Hong Xiang was. What did he do to earn the respect of so many accomplished monks?
Hong Xiang's face flushed red as he looked at the god-like figures in front of him. He felt his blood rush to his head as his blood flowed faster. All he wanted to do was shout out the truth! Just now, he felt that his future was over. He was indebted to Fangzheng for not pursuing the matter. Therefore, he wanted to use this final chance to clarify things for Fangzheng. It was also a way of repaying the debt of gratitude. As for himself, he had already thought it through. He was not cut out to cultivate in Buddhism. He might as well return to help his father manage the shop.
He never expected such an outcome!
At that instant, Hong Xiang's mind was cleared of all distracting thoughts. All that was left was clarity. It was as though he had seen the sun through the clouds. He could see his future path clearly! That was not a road paved with money, but a real bright and clear world!
At that moment, Hong Xiang was enlightened.
At the same time, a familiar voice sounded in Fangzheng's ears.
"Ding! Congratulations. Hong Xiang has been enlightened. Verbal reward + 1. Continue working hard. "
When Fangzheng heard that, his smile widened.
When Zen Master Baiyun saw this, he nodded to himself. "He remains unperturbed even if the sky collapses. He's a good sapling."
Zen Master Baiyun ignored everyone's puzzlement. Instead, he said with a smile, "Amitabha. Venerable Fangzheng, please come in." He did not mention what had happened.
Venerable Hong Jin was perplexed. However, with Zen Master Baiyun personally inviting him, it was not appropriate for him to probe further. All he could do was bear with it. However, he was still displeased. He believed that Fangzheng was deliberately mystifying things.
Everyone went up the mountain together. Along the way, they talked about Buddhism and ancient history in a joyous and harmonious manner. All Fangzheng did was listen quietly without interrupting. There was no way around it. Compared to these monks who had studied scriptures for decades, Fangzheng was completely unable to interject. No one asked him anything, but he only smiled without a word. Everyone found Fangzheng mysterious and unfathomable. How could someone who could cross the river on a reed not understand what they were talking about? Therefore, they only believed that Fangzheng was using Zen to chat with them. Immediately, all of them racked their brains, but they couldn't figure out what Fangzheng was laughing at.
Hence, they retreated in the face of difficulty.
This was something Fangzheng did not expect.
As they spoke, they arrived in front of Village Viewing Cliff. Fangzheng saw a familiar figure from afar. It was none other than Wu Ming!
Upon seeing Wu Ming, Fangzheng was enlightened. All the karma had probably landed on him.
When Wu Ming saw Fangzheng come up with Zen Master Baiyun and Zen Master Hongyan, with Hong Xiang and Elder Du following behind them, his heart sank. "From the looks of it, everyone knows what I have done. I'm doomed. My reputation is probably completely gone. Although the world is huge, where can I find shelter? Why don't I … "
With this in mind, Wu Ming looked at Fangzheng with an increasingly ferocious gaze. "It's all his fault! Ever since I met him, I have never had a good life! That bastard, bastard … Bastard! He destroyed everything I had. I'm doomed. I want him to accompany me in death! "
Wu Ming's eyes shimmered with a murderous glint. When he saw Fangzheng walk over, he suddenly squatted down and picked up a rock. He roared, "Bastard, die!"
Amidst his roar, Wu Ming threw the rock at Fangzheng!
"Venerable One, be careful!" Hong Xiang exclaimed. Elder Du shouted.
Zen Master Hongyan roared angrily, "Stop!"
Everyone else was dumbfounded. No one expected Wu Ming to suddenly kill them!
"Sigh …" Fangzheng sighed when he saw this. He did not say a word, nor did he move.
Everyone thought that Fangzheng had been scared silly, but it was too late to save him. Wu Ming's rock had smashed Fangzheng in the head!
The outcome!
"Clang!"
The sound of metal clashing resounded. Everyone looked as though they had seen a ghost. Fangzheng's head was burning, but he was completely unharmed! As for the rock in Wu Ming's hand, it flew out and smashed into Wu Ming's head. Wu Ming cried out tragically as blood flowed from his forehead. He retreated while holding his head. As he was standing on the edge of a cliff, he lost his footing and fell down.
When Fangzheng saw this, he had no intention of saving him. All he did was look at Wu Ming.
Only when Wu Ming fell did he realize that death was so close to him! In midair, he felt the howling wind in his ears. He stretched out his arms to grab at his surroundings, but there was nothing he could grab!
Death. He could smell the scent of death! It was a despair that came from the bottom of his heart!
At that instant, countless scenes flashed through his mind. Why had he abandoned his wife to enter the monastery? Others did it to cultivate Zen, to become Buddha, and to redeem others. But in fact, he had failed in his business and was in debt. He had no other way to earn money!
Logically speaking, a monastery had funds allocated by the country and incense money. This money was not under the supervision of others, so it could allow all the monks to lead a comfortable life. If one knew how to operate it, it would be a huge sum of money!
However, he could not enter a large monastery. He had searched many monasteries, but only Hongyan Monastery was willing to accept him. Although Zen Master Hongyan had quite a bit of incense money, he had donated it all. Other than maintenance fees and money for daily necessities, the monastery did not have a single cent! All of them were so poor that they could not starve to death.
He was dissatisfied with such a life! Therefore, he wanted to become abbot. As abbot, he could expand the monastery and make it more famous. He could attract more devotees and earn more incense money. He could also obtain more government funds! When the time came, wouldn't he have the final say on how the money was spent?
As long as he saved enough money, he could renounce asceticism and return home to live the rest of his life in peace.
However, all of this became meaningless at that moment. A person's death was like an extinguished lamp. Death was death.
Upon thinking of home, Wu Ming cried. He wished to return home to take a look. He did not know if his wife was still as beautiful or if his children had grown up.
"Amitabha. Wu Ming, do you know your wrongs?" At that moment, a loud voice sounded from above him! At the same time, Wu Ming realized that he was no longer falling!
He looked up and saw a person standing beside him. The person looked very familiar. It was … Fangzheng!
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