"You have merit on you, so you are more sensitive to negative karma than before. It's very normal. If not, you wouldn't be able to tell if someone is good or bad from their every move or look. Everyone knows how to act. Even if it's not deliberate, they will subconsciously package themselves. As for now, you are feeling the bloodlust and negative karma! The few people in front of you aren't good! "said the System.
Fangzheng's heart palpitated. If the System said that they weren't good, then they definitely weren't good! Fangzheng said, "In that case, This Penniless Monk is going to redeem people again?"
The System did not say a word. After a long while, it said, "Buddha will only redeem those who deserve it!"
Fangzheng was stunned. What did it mean? What did it mean by 'should be redeemed'? He asked the System, but the System remained silent. Fangzheng was at a loss. He did not understand what it meant.
Just as Fangzheng was distracted, Fangzheng's eyes turned red!
"Don't make me say it a second time. Return it to me the way I gave it to you! Not one cent less! "As the short blondie spoke, he snatched the money from an old man's hand. The old man trembled in anger, but he did not say a word.
"Did you hear that? Do you really think we will give you money? Dream on. People like you deserve to be poor for the rest of your lives! "A stocky blondie said as he began to snatch the money back.
Most of Dongliang Village's able-bodied laborers had gone out to work. Most of the remaining people were the elderly and children. There were few women, and there were only a few able-bodied men. They were a little timid and did not dare go forward. They watched helplessly as the blondies began to snatch the money back after they were done with them.
"Give me the money!" A blondie came in front of a young girl. The girl retreated in fright as she shook her head repeatedly. She said in fear, "I didn't take it …"
"You didn't take it? What's in your arms? Give it to me! " With that said, the blondie grabbed the stationery box in the girl's arms. The girl cried in fright, but her tiny hands still held onto the stationery box tightly. She shouted, "Big Brother, I really didn't take it. I just came over. Please, this is my stationery box. Don't snatch my stationery box … Boohoo … "
"What are you crying for? The money is hidden in the stationery box, right? Give it to me! "Blondie pulled out the stationery box, but the little girl immediately rushed over. The yellow-haired man was infuriated and cursed, "Bastard, you still want to ascend to the heavens? Stationery box … F * ck, I'll f * cking let you have a stationery box! "The blondie raised his hand and was about to smash the stationery box on the ground!
At that moment, Jing Yan was enraged. She raised her leg and was about to charge forward.
However, someone was faster than her!
Pa!
With a crisp sound, the yellow-haired man felt as though his wrist had been bound by an iron hoop. He turned his head and saw a white-robed monk with a ferocious expression. He was glaring at him with boundless rage! That gaze made his heart tremble. As the saying goes, the poor are afraid of the unreasonable, and the unreasonable are afraid of the reckless. The monk in front of him gave him the feeling that he didn't care about his life!
"You … You … What are you doing?" the yellow hair asked.
Fangzheng enunciated each and every word. "Sa! Hand! "
The blondie's hand couldn't move down. His smashing hand was clamped down. His voice was trembling, and he felt embarrassed. For the sake of his face, he straightened his neck and said, "If I don't let go … Ah! It was broken, it was broken! It was broken … Ouch, ouch, ouch … Let go, I'll let go … "
The blondie felt Fangzheng's grip suddenly tighten. The bones in his wrist nearly broke! It was so painful that tears flowed out.
When the stationery box landed, Fangzheng caught it with one hand and flung it with the other. The blondie felt a strong force as he involuntarily retreated seven to eight steps before falling to the ground.
Vaguely, the blondie seemed to hear people laughing around him. Without looking up, he knew that it was definitely the villagers laughing! Even his brothers were laughing. He had lost a lot of face this time! How was he to survive in the future?
When he looked at the monk again, he was even more infuriated. The monk wasn't even looking at him, but …
After Fangzheng flung the blondie away, he smiled and squatted down. He placed the stationery box in the hands of the crying girl and said with a smile, "This is for you by This Penniless Monk. No one can snatch it from you."
"Thank … Thank you, Big Brother This Penniless Monk." The girl was choking with sobs, but she had a smile on her face. It looked a little sudden, but it shattered Fangzheng's heart! He was an orphan. Although no one in the village bullied him, he had been bullied in school. Back then, Zen Master One Finger had made a tiny wooden plaque pendant for him, but it was snatched by a classmate who mocked him. In the end, he beat the classmate up and sent him to the hospital. He knew the pain of having something he loved innocently snatched away by others …
Fangzheng gently rubbed the girl's head and said with a smile, "Alright, don't cry. Be good. It's fine now."
When the villagers saw this, they heaved a sigh of relief. A few villagers who had clenched their fists and were prepared to attack relaxed their fists. They looked at Fangzheng with eyes filled with gratitude. It was this person who had given them respect for the first time. It was this person who was the first to stand up for them! This debt of gratitude warmed the hearts of the villagers. Their originally lifeless hearts were revitalized once again, as though something was about to explode.
At that moment, Jing Yan snapped out of her daze. Upon seeing the scene in front of her, she felt that it was a beautiful scene!
The white-robed monk squatted there. His smile was as warm as the sun. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of the ragged girl, consoling her. The girl enjoyed this kind of care very much. She was like an injured kitten that was being cared for. Her fear was dissipating.
Jing Yan recorded this scene on her cell phone. She suddenly felt that the monk might not be the most handsome, but his heart was indeed beautiful. Perhaps his Buddhist Dharma might not be profound, but it was sufficient if a person's heart was kind and beautiful. Subconsciously, Jing Yan said, "My true self is Buddha, right?" She did not know what she meant by that, but she had subconsciously said it.
When Fangzheng heard that, he was slightly taken aback. A look of enlightenment flashed in his eyes. My true self is Buddha? Are those who read a lot of Buddhist scriptures an accomplished monk? This was what most people knew. Only those who recited the scriptures and had countless Zen teachings were accomplished monks. But at that moment, Fangzheng wanted to say that perhaps one was an accomplished monk, but it was definitely not the only standard of an accomplished monk! A heart that was as clear as a mirror, untainted and pure. It was also one of the standards of an accomplished monk!
However, Fangzheng also knew that he was far from having a heart that was as clear as a mirror or as pure as a newborn's. He had too many distracting thoughts on his mind.
Just as Fangzheng's mind wandered, a blondie said to the short blondie in a daze, "Brother Ox, what's going on? Didn't they leave? I didn't see them return. Why did they suddenly appear? Could they be ghosts? "
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