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Chapter 226

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Fangzheng said, "Of course. Sharing happy matters with his ancestors will also make him happy. Remember, when you come here to pay respects to your ancestors, complain less and talk more about the good things. If the ancestor is happy, you will naturally be happy too. The ancestor will protect you, and the future will only become smoother and smoother. "

"Really?" Monkey asked in surprise.

Fangzheng said, "This is a form of pouring one's heart out. Happiness is contagious. Thinking of happy things every day will make a person feel better. Thinking of sad things every day will only make a person feel worse, depressed, and even adrift. Such people are prone to problems. Therefore, whether a person is happy or not depends on their state of mind. The rich have their happiness, and the poor have their happiness. Offering sacrifices to the ancestors is to share happiness with the ancestors. If the ancestors are happy, you will also be happy. With happiness in your heart, you will naturally be able to turn misfortune into fortune. "

Monkey scratched his butt, but he stopped midway. He scratched his head instead and said, "Although I don't really understand, it sounds very reasonable."

Squirrel cocked his head and said, "I never expected that a few actions and a few words would be so insightful and knowledgeable."

Fangzheng said, "This is a cultural heritage that has been passed down for thousands of years in China. However, many people have forgotten about it and have thrown it away as trash. But in recent years, some people have begun to pick it up, which is a good thing. "

As he spoke, Fangzheng made way. "A monastery is different from a secular family. The seniority in a monastery is determined by the time one enters the monastery. Lone Wolf was the first, followed by Squirrel and Monkey. According to this order, all of you should also come and offer incense and kowtow. This Penniless Monk will help Lone Wolf with his incense. This Penniless Monk will help Squirrel with his incense. As for Monkey, do it yourself. "

The three animals had no objections. Lone Wolf was even more eager. With the incense stick in his mouth, he stood up and mimicked Fangzheng by pressing his front paws together to pay his respects. However, he ended up bending forward.

Fangzheng said, "Old Dad One Finger, this wolf is ultimately not a human. What he can do is already his limit. Don't blame him for that."

Indeed, after Lone Wolf bowed thrice, the smoke rose into the sky. Clearly, Zen Master One Finger had received the incense offerings and was rather satisfied.

Fangzheng helped Lone Wolf insert the incense before gesturing for Squirrel to step forward.

Squirrel was in trouble. He could still support the huge bundle of incense sticks while standing, but to kneel? Squirrel immediately looked at Fangzheng in despair.

Fangzheng took the incense and said, "This Penniless Monk will help you."

Squirrel nodded immediately and bowed. Fangzheng bowed as well and said, "Old Dad One Finger, this kid is too small. Please don't blame me for bowing on his behalf."

Another wisp of smoke rose into the sky. Squirrel heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Then, Fangzheng helped Squirrel insert the incense sticks. Squirrel kowtowed obediently, looking rather proper.

When it came to Monkey, things were much simpler. Monkey paid his respects, inserted his incense sticks, and kowtowed. Everything was done in a very proper manner. Similarly, the incense sticks flew into the nine heavens, and Monkey heaved a sigh of relief.

Fangzheng nodded inwardly as he said, "Old Dad One Finger, this is a spirit monkey. He traveled a great distance to seek Buddha and has the heart to do so. However, it's difficult to change a monkey's temperament. This Penniless Monk believes that in time, he will become a qualified monk."

After all of them bowed, Fangzheng took out some fruits and placed them in front of the grave. "This is something This Penniless Monk obtained from the foot of the mountain. It's a token from This Penniless Monk, as well as a token from the villagers. Old Dad One Finger, try it. It should taste pretty good."

Then, Fangzheng took out some paper money and said to the three animals, "Take them apart piece by piece. Remember, make sure not to damage them. It's not good to spend them if they are damaged."

Lone Wolf was once again put in a difficult position. He was truly helpless. His claws were useless …

Fangzheng did not make things difficult for him and allowed him to watch by the side.

Fangzheng, Squirrel, and Monkey separated the paper money and set them up one by one. Then, Fangzheng lit a fire. At the same time, he knelt down and kept chanting, "Amitabha." He thought about how good Zen Master One Finger had been to him. It was a form of remembrance and also a form of offering.

The fire burned, but there was quite a bit of paper money. It looked like it would not be finished in a short period of time. However, Fangzheng was in no rush. He knelt there and watched.

However, Monkey turned a little anxious. He took a stick and tried to poke the fire to make it burn faster.

Fangzheng shot a stern look at him, scaring Monkey into throwing the stick away. Fangzheng said, "You only come to pay your respects once a year. Be patient. Besides, if you strike down with the stick, who knows how many pieces of paper money will be shattered. If they are damaged, they will be shredded money when they reach the other side. How are you to spend shredded money? "

Monkey nodded immediately, indicating that he understood. He obediently squatted by the side and waited.

However, Fangzheng did not say something. There was another reason why he did not let Monkey poke the fire. The wind was strong. Once the fire was stirred, sparks would fly and easily be blown away by the wind, causing a fire. As for waiting by the side to watch the paper money burn to its end, it was also to watch the fire and prevent it from causing a fire. This was not only to accompany and respect the ancestors. There were also many aspects of life involved.

The man and three animals stood guard in silence until all the paper money and incense were burned. Only then did Fangzheng get up. He bowed at the grave once again and said, "Old Dad One Finger, we will be leaving. We will visit you more often in the future if there's a chance. Amitabha. "

With that said, Fangzheng put away the ashes in front of the grave. He took away all the plastic bags, including the tributes.

Looking at the three animals with longing looks, Fangzheng asked, "Do you want to eat it?"

The three animals nodded immediately.

Fangzheng said, "Sure. Follow me and pay your respects to Zen Master One Finger. Tell him and he will agree."

The three animals hurriedly paid their respects to Zen Master One Finger. Fangzheng said, "Old Dad One Finger, it's a waste to leave the tributes here. Once you are done eating, share it with everyone. Here, I'll thank you on behalf of the three animals. "

After the bow, Fangzheng distributed the apples, bananas, and other fruits to the three animals. The three animals hugged them excitedly, not daring to eat or laugh. They kept their faces tense and looked like they were in pain from holding it in. It must have been tough on them.

After leaving Zen Master One Finger's grave and returning to the monastery, Fangzheng said, "Alright, you can relax. The serious time is over. "

"Squeak!"

"Ga Ga!"

"Ah woo …"

The three animals were clearly holding it in as they cried out randomly. Dong!

Dong! Dong!

Fangzheng raised his hand and rapped each of them on the head. "Loud noises are forbidden in the monastery!"

The three animals immediately looked at Fangzheng with watery eyes. They felt extremely aggrieved. He was the one who told them to relax …

Fangzheng said with a smile, "Alright, eat. This Penniless Monk hasn't eaten fruit in a long time … Let's try something fresh. "

Fangzheng was not lying. He had nearly forgotten the last time he had eaten fruit. After washing a huge apple, he flicked his sleeves and left the house. His ancestral offerings had ended today, but there was still a large group of people waiting for him at the foot of the mountain.

When he looked at the time, it was seven. It was just right. It was neither early nor late.

Fangzheng went down the mountain and Monkey immediately followed. Lone Wolf and Squirrel watched the house.

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