"Tsk, Fangzheng, can you tell me if I can still have children?" A woman who was almost fifty came over.
Fangzheng thought bitterly, "This woman is almost fifty. How can she still have children? Isn't that tiring? Besides, how can I tell if you can have children? It's not my business … "
Fangzheng said, "Auntie, you have to ask Guan Yin Bodhisattva if you can have children. If you really want it, a sincere request will be very efficacious. However, you are a little old. If you want children at this age, it might be a little … "
"That's right. Old woman, how old are you? Why are you joining in the fun?" reprimanded the woman's man.
"Stay in a corner! How old are you? Do you think I'm old? Do you have a mistress outside? "The woman was enraged. The man was dragged away, and Fangzheng imagined the ten worst tortures of the Qing Dynasty.
More than twenty villagers had come. Most of them were there to watch the bustle and not to pray for children.
On the other hand, a pair of young people were pushed over unwillingly.
"Brother Fangzheng, hello." The two looked up and shouted.
Fangzheng was surprised. He never expected the two to be his lackeys from when he was young! They were children from the village. The man's name was Ma Yuan, and the woman's name was Liu Xiang. He never expected that the two lackeys would walk ahead of him, a senior … Seeing the loving look in their eyes, Fangzheng was immediately stuffed with a mouthful of dog food. All he could do was silently chant Amitabha to calm down.
"Are the two of you married?" asked Fangzheng.
Ma Yuan said, "Brother Fangzheng, we have been married for a year, but we haven't been able to conceive. Didn't I hear from Auntie Du Mei that praying for children here is efficacious? Today … Hehe … "
"Then quickly go." Fangzheng really did not wish to look at the two. Just looking at them gave him the urge to eat dog food … Uncomfortable!
Just as Ma Yuan was about to go, he was held back by Liu Xiang. "Ma Yuan, let's not go today. Auntie Du Mei is offering incense. Let's do it another day. I heard that the first incense is efficacious. If it can't be a year's worth of first incense, it should be a day, right? "
"If that's the case, let's do it another day," Ma Yuan said.
When Fangzheng heard that, he was rendered speechless. "Who did you hear that nonsense from? In Buddhism, there was no such thing as the first incense stick, and there was no such thing as the first incense stick being efficacious. In the eyes of the Buddha, all living beings were equal. As long as one was sincere, it would be your first incense offering at any time. Not to compete with others for who is earlier. "
"Really?" Ma Yuan was a lazy person. After climbing Mt. One Finger once, he was already so tired that his legs went limp. He was extremely unwilling to climb it again. It was naturally best if he could resolve the matter today.
Liu Xiang asked doubtfully, "Brother Fangzheng, is what you said true?"
"Amitabha, monks don't lie. If you don't believe me, you can go to other monasteries and ask. The first incense stick is just a joke spread by everyone, "said Fangzheng righteously. What a joke. How could Fangzheng not know their personalities? A little lazy, a little passionate, and a fresh personality. If the two of them did not offer incense today, they would have to wait until next month or even after the New Year! Then, what about his mission?
When Ma Yuan and Liu Xiang saw how serious Fangzheng was, they believed him. They immediately went in to offer incense and pray to Buddha.
When Fangzheng saw this, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He mumbled to himself, "If they also offer two incense sticks, that would be perfect for a stone incense stick! Hehe … "
Apart from Ma Yuan and Liu Xiang, the others were only there to accompany or watch the buzz.
The group of people made a racket, turning One Finger Temple into a mess.
Fangzheng was accustomed to peace and quiet, so he could not take it when so many people suddenly surged in and pulled him into all sorts of nonsense. Especially the aunties. They kept asking him when he was getting married.
He did want to, but could he?
Therefore, Fangzheng ran off.
When he passed by the temple hall, he happened to see Du Mei and Yang Hua burning two incense sticks. Ma Yuan and Liu Xiang had planned on burning two ordinary incense sticks as well, but they were stopped by Yang Hua and Du Mei, two so-called experienced people.
"You have to be sincere! What is sincerity? If you don't spend money to burn incense, how can that be considered sincerity? Look at us. Another two two-hundred-yuan high incense sticks! "said Du Mei.
Liu Xiang looked at Ma Yuan. With so many villagers watching, they could not embarrass themselves! Therefore, Ma Yuan gritted his teeth and took out four hundred yuan. He took two high incense sticks and pulled Liu Xiang to offer the incense.
When Fangzheng saw this, a smile flashed in his eyes. "Four high incense sticks, eight hundred yuan in hand! Wahaha … If I had that much incense money every day, I could eat Crystal Rice every meal! "
When Liu Xiang inserted the last incense stick, Fangzheng smiled.
"Ding! Mission two completed. Completion rate: 100%. Perfect! Congratulations on obtaining a Buddha Vat! "
Fangzheng was delighted when he heard the first half of the sentence. But when he heard the second half of the reward, he immediately shriveled! After a month of hard work, all he received was a water vat. Anyone would feel terrible about it. Especially when he was at the end of his rope.
However, Fangzheng was vexed when it came to water. His well at home did not produce any water. If that was the case, he would be in trouble. The only spring on Mt. One Finger was halfway up the mountain. To go down the mountain to fetch water … Just the thought of it made his back hurt.
"Host, the water vat has been placed in the kitchen."
"Got it. Leave it there. Sigh …" Fangzheng's back felt uncomfortable the moment he heard about the water vat.
When he came out, he saw the villagers looking around. Most of them were surrounding the bodhi tree that had courted death. They were discussing how the tree would not survive the winter. It was almost November, and the winter snow was coming.
Upon hearing this, Fangzheng felt somewhat helpless. Although the bodhi tree was a little silly, he could not bear to see it freeze to death. Unfortunately, he had no other choice.
The temple was only that big. Everyone had joined in the fun and dispersed after they had their fill.
After Liu Xiang and Ma Yuan offered the incense sticks, they were still worried. They ran over and asked Fangzheng, "Brother Fangzheng, is one incense stick enough?"
Fangzheng nodded. "Amitabha. One incense stick is enough."
"But don't other monasteries need to draw lots or something? Why don't you have anything here? Also, do you have talismans or something? Something to ensure one's safety, "Liu Xiang asked incessantly.
Fangzheng smiled. "With sincerity comes success. Everything else is for naught." However, he was feeling extremely indignant. He wanted to do it too! But the System did not give him any tools! He could not do it himself either. All he could do was bitterly give up.
Fangzheng sighed once again as he watched the two leave indignantly. He tidied up the yard and cleaned the temple hall before heading to the kitchen to take a look at his water vat.
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