Fangzheng was taken aback. He never expected Tan Juguo to think so highly of him. His Buddhist Dharma was profound? Fangzheng did not think so. At best, he thought from the positive side. However, Fangzheng turned to the side and made way. "Amitabha. This Penniless Monk has only read a few scriptures. It can't be considered profound in the Buddhist Dharma. Patron, please come in. If you have any questions, This Penniless Monk will do his best to answer. "
Shi Dazhu nodded. "I followed Fangzheng into the monastery."
He casually sat on a boulder that was used as a stool under the bodhi tree. Fangzheng took out two bowls of water. Shi Dazhu received it and thanked him. However, he did not drink it. Instead, he said anxiously, "Abbot Fangzheng, I have a son. This child is rather smart but for some reason, he has no ambition. Every time I ask him to go out and see the world, he refuses to go. He stays at home farming. Tell me, what good is farming in this day and age? I've told him a few times but he doesn't listen. He even threw a tantrum with me a few times. In his anger, he ran out for a few days before returning. Sigh, Abbot Fangzheng, do you think it's easy for me? I also wish for him to be well. He's still young. It's better to go out and see the world than cooped up in the village, right? Abbot Fangzheng, do you think there's a way for him to leave? "
Fangzheng smiled and did not speak. He drank a mouthful of Unrooted Clean Aqua and said slowly, "Patron, shall This Penniless Monk tell you a story?"
"Ah?" Shi Dazhu was taken aback. He was here to seek advice. How did it become a story? However, Shi Dazhu nodded politely, indicating that he was willing to listen.
Only then did Fangzheng say, "In ancient times, there was a country with an Imperial Preceptor. The Imperial Preceptor enjoyed a high status in the country but he was already old. He wanted to find someone to entrust his mantle to. There was no one beside him but an attendant. The attendant was honest and very respectful to the Imperial Preceptor. He took good care of him day and night. Therefore, the Imperial Preceptor chose this attendant to entrust his mantle to. Therefore, one night, he suddenly shouted at the attendant, "Buddha?"
Shi Dazhu said, "Calling the attendant Buddha? Who would dare agree to that? "
Fangzheng nodded. "That's right. The attendant had the same thoughts. He hurriedly knelt down and shook his head." I'm an attendant, not Buddha. You addressed me wrongly, Imperial Preceptor. "
The next night, the Nation Master called out to the attendant again, "Buddha?"
The waiter still knelt down and shook his head to say that he wasn't.
It was like this for three consecutive days. Seeing this, the Imperial Tutor sighed helplessly and said, "The iron shackles have no holes. If one has to carry them, it will implicate the children and grandchildren. If one wishes to support the door and the household, one must climb the mountain of knives barefoot. Not long after, the Imperial Preceptor passed away. The attendants were still attendants. There was no change. "
"What do you mean?" Shi Dazhu didn't understand.
Fangzheng looked at the bodhi tree above him and said, "Although this Imperial Preceptor is profound in the Buddhist Dharma, he is old and lonely. He used the method of pressing a cow's head to eat grass on the attendant in a bid to enlighten him. However, the attendant was only trying. He isn't Buddha, so how can he be enlightened?"
Shi Dazhu was enlightened. "Abbot Fangzheng, are you implying that I used the wrong method? What should I do then? "
Fangzheng smiled as he poured the water in the bowl onto the ground.
Shi Dazhu looked at it and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"
Fangzheng said, "Look at the water. If you ignore it, it only cares about flowing downwards. But … "As he spoke, Fangzheng used his finger to draw a channel by the side of the water. The water flowed with the flow.
Shi Dazhu smacked his head and exclaimed, "I understand! Making the best use of the situation? Thank you, Master. I understand! "
Fangzheng said with a smile, "Amitabha. This Penniless Monk, Fangzheng, does not deserve the title of master."
"Master, you are being polite. I deserve it! " Shi Dazhu thanked him profusely before finishing the bowl of water. He said, "Master Fangzheng, I'll be leaving first. Eh? This water … Why does it taste so good? "
Fangzheng said, "When your mood is good, everything will be good."
Shi Dazhu didn't think too much about it. He bade farewell and ran down the mountain.
Fangzheng looked at Shi Dazhu's back and felt his heart wince. A child with parents was truly blissful.
"System, This Penniless Monk has already completed the mission that gained some fame. Are there any follow-up missions?" Fangzheng suddenly asked out of curiosity.
"You have already completed all the rookie missions. Now, One Finger Monastery has also gained some fame. Furthermore, it is expected that it will stabilize. Therefore, the way the System releases missions has changed. In the future, the missions will be decided based on the number of visitors to One Finger Monastery. There are temporarily no visitors who meet the requirements to release the missions, so there are no missions for now. "
"Alright." Fangzheng was a little disappointed. Although the System's missions were a little perverse each time, the rewards made Fangzheng salivate. Furthermore, if he thought about it carefully, those missions were not impossible to complete. Even without the System, Fangzheng would have done them. Since he would have done them regardless, he could still receive benefits. It was equivalent to earning it for free. Now that it was gone, he naturally felt a little disappointed.
When Shi Dazhu reached the foot of the mountain, he saw Tan Juguo sitting at the village entrance smoking a pipe. The moment they met, Tan Juguo scolded him jokingly, "You old fool, why are you here instead of earning your fortune?"
"Hehe, you old fool. Why are you asking when you already know the answer? However, I really have to thank you for this matter. Although the abbot's standards are just a thin layer of paper, I just can't listen to what others say. He told me a story in a few words, but I actually managed to listen to him. The logic is still the same, and the Dao is still the same, but it's pleasant to the ears! I'm not like an old fool like you, cursing the moment you open your mouth, "said Shi Dazhu with a smile.
"If it's pleasant to the ears, quickly scram back to your son. I've never seen anyone more useless than him," said Tan Juguo.
"Alright, I don't have time to waste with you. I'll have a chat with you after I'm done with that punk, "said Shi Dazhu.
"What chat? I didn't do a thing. All the credit belongs to Fangzheng. If you really want to thank him, you saw that crappy mountain path. Repairing the road requires rocks. What do you think we should do? "said Tan Juguo.
"As long as my son is settled, I'll take care of the rocks!" said Shi Dazhu with a smile.
"Then leave quickly. I won't be keeping you for dinner," said Tan Juguo as he waved his pipe.
Shi Dazhu smiled and left the village. He got into a car and sped away. He had lied to Fangzheng from the beginning. Although he was a farmer, he was no longer an ordinary farmer. He was a farmer entrepreneur. He had his own rock mountain and earned quite a bit of money every year. However, he had a son whose thoughts were unknown. He didn't work all day, and all he did was squat in the factory. He did not have the vigor of a young man. He watched as the children in the village went out one by one. No matter what they did or how much money they earned, they relied on their own abilities to survive. They were filial to their parents.
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