"No, it's Fenghua," Ouyang Fenghua drawled.
"Yes, Patron Fenghua," said Fangzheng seriously.
"No, there's no such word." Ouyang Fenghua was anxious.
"Yes, Patron." Fangzheng continued to be incorrigible.
"Ah … My lungs are going to explode because of you. Are you doing this on purpose?" Ouyang Fenghua shouted angrily.
Fangzheng was extremely serious as he looked at Ouyang Fenghua seriously. He answered with absolute certainty, "Yes."
"Pfft …" Ouyang Fenghua was amused.
After joking around for a while, Ouyang Fenghua asked out of curiosity, "Master, is that an invitation from Sunglow Monastery?"
Fangzheng handed the invitation to Ouyang Fenghua in distress. "Patron, take a look yourself. Sigh …"
Ouyang Fenghua took a look and was instantly stunned. She exclaimed, "This is an invitation to Sunglow Monastery's annual Heart Cultivation Blessing Dharma Assembly? Oh my god, Master, you actually have this invitation? "
Fangzheng looked at Ouyang Fenghua in surprise and asked, "Is this invitation very rare?"
Fangzheng had not gone too far. The biggest monasteries he knew were the more famous Buddhist sacred lands such as Putuo, Shaolin, Mount Wutai, etc. Then there were the few monasteries not too far away from him. As for the ones further away, without the civilization of the entire country, he really did not know much about them. He had heard of Sunglow Monastery before and knew that it was a huge monastery. However, he really didn't know how impressive this Dharma Assembly was.
Ouyang Fenghua rolled her eyes and said, "If I didn't know better, I would really think that you are a fake monk. He didn't even know about the Sunrise Temple's Heart Cultivation Blessing Dharma Assembly. Let's put it this way, Baiyun Monastery's annual Spring Welcoming Blessing Dharma Assembly was modeled after Sunglow Monastery's Heart Cultivating Blessing Dharma Assembly. However, in terms of scale, it was far inferior to the Sunrise Temple's Heart Cultivation and Blessing Dharma Assembly. The key point was that the Sunglow Temple's Dharma Assembly for Cultivating the Heart and Blessing was not divided into two stages. Instead, it was one. The Buddhist Dharma Assembly for Cultivating the Heart and Blessing was held at the foot of the mountain. It's really a grand event. The entire mountain is filled with people. The scale of this event is so grand that it can be ranked among the top in the entire Jilin Province. "
Fangzheng wore a look of astonishment as well. "Empty streets? So powerful? "
"It will only be more powerful. Baiyun Monastery's Dharma Assembly only has a few thousand participants. Sunglow Monastery's Dharma Assemblies often had tens of thousands of people, and the armed police and police had to be deployed to maintain order. That scene … There was a saying that the monks of the northeast who hadn't participated in the Assembly of Ten Thousand would be embarrassed to call themselves monks. Of course, most ordinary monks could only pray with ordinary believers at the foot of the mountain. Those who could enter the mountain peak and participate in the Heart Cultivation Assembly were the most powerful. However, even at the foot of the mountain, it was divided into the area for monks and the area for believers. Furthermore, the quota was limited, and it was first come, first served. Of course, there were exceptions, and that was the people who received the invitation would leave a seat in advance. Let me see where you are … "Ouyang Fenghua looked carefully and then exclaimed," This … how is this possible? "
Fangzheng asked out of curiosity, "What happened?"
"Master, you're so powerful. Why did you only receive an invitation from the ordinary area at the foot of the mountain? This … Aren't the people from Sunglow Monastery looking down on us too much? "Ouyang Fenghua pouted as she complained for Fangzheng.
Fangzheng thought nothing of it as he said with a smile, "You said it yourself. There are many people and few seats. It's already pretty good to have an invitation."
"That's not it. You are an abbot after all. Why did you only give an invitation to the area at the foot of the mountain?"
Fangzheng shook his head and did not say a word. He really did not mind it. Although he was an abbot, he knew himself best. One Finger Monastery was ultimately too small and its influence was too small. Many people did not know of One Finger Monastery's existence. Furthermore, on the surface, One Finger Monastery only had Fangzheng as a monk. As for Lone Wolf, Monkey, Squirrel, and Red Boy, they were disciples that Fangzheng had taken in in private. Few people knew of them. Even if they knew, no one would take it seriously. A human taking in animals as disciples? They would only treat it as a joke.
Just like how Fangzheng did not understand Sunglow Monastery, it was only normal that Sunglow Monastery did not understand him. Of course, just as Ouyang Fenghua said, regardless of the size of the monastery, Fangzheng was in essence the abbot. His status was no different from Sunglow Monastery's abbot. It was indeed a little overboard for him to be arranged at the foot of the mountain.
After all, monks did not care about it, but their standards of food and lodging were different from those at the foot of the mountain. The importance they placed on it was also different. In the eyes of outsiders, wouldn't it make One Finger Monastery seem like an insignificant monastery?
But as an abbot, Fangzheng could not think that way. If not, he would be mistaken. More importantly … Fangzheng could not be bothered to head up the mountain. He just wanted to join in the bustle and broaden his horizons. There would definitely be many troublesome matters at the mountaintop. He was lazy, so it was best if he did not go.
Ouyang Fenghua felt helpless when she saw that Fangzheng had no intention of arguing. She curled her lips and said, "Master, with your personality, it's easy to be bullied."
Fangzheng chuckled. He was bullied? He had never been bullied all his life. Fangzheng said with a smile, "Patron, there's no need to mind it."
"Alright, since you don't mind it, what else can I say? By the way, Master, when are you going to Sunglow Monastery? "asked Ouyang Fenghua.
Fangzheng immediately wore a bitter look when he heard that. When was he going? That was indeed a problem. How was he to go without money? When he had money? That would probably be years later. Fly there? That was a solution … But he could not say it!
Ouyang Fenghua saw that Fangzheng was in a dilemma. Her eyes darted around as she said, "Master, I have never been to Sunglow Monastery either. But I don't have an invitation. Why don't you take me there?"
Fangzheng frowned. It was not good to bring a woman with him.
"Master, take me there. I'll pay for the travel expenses, food, and lodging," said Ouyang Fenghua.
Fangzheng's eyes lit up when he heard that. He pressed his palms together, "Amitabha. Let's go together."
…
After making an appointment to set off three days later, Ouyang Fenghua went down the mountain in high spirits.
Fangzheng looked up into the sky and said, "System, is it really alright for you to force This Penniless Monk into such poverty?"
Unfortunately, the System ignored Fangzheng.
Three days passed quickly. Upon hearing that Fangzheng was going down the mountain again, Red Boy was especially attentive. He woke up early every day and put in a lot of effort to prepare breakfast. He fetched water and did his chores. He was diligent.
As for Lone Wolf, he no longer had much interest in going down the mountain. However, he kept pestering Fangzheng, mumbling, "Master, can you bring me a basketball when you go up the mountain?"
Fangzheng rolled his eyes, "Do you think I can afford a basketball?"
Lone Wolf: "…"
Squirrel was a little interested in going down the mountain, but on account of Red Boy helping him take care of the squirrel nest daily and even giving him a bunch of pine nuts, he decisively gave up. He even said to Fangzheng, "Master, I think it's not bad if I go down the mountain later."
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