Before Fangzheng could say a word, Zhineng spoke first. "Venerable Fangzheng, This Penniless Monk only has one question. Did you get a hotel room with this female patron last night?"
Zhiyun immediately understood what Zhineng meant. "Yes, wasn't that so?"
The other monks looked over as they stared at Fangzheng. Fangzheng nodded without any hesitation. "Yes, but …"
"That's enough. What 'but' is there? Since you did it, you should have the guts to admit it. "Zhiyun immediately interrupted.
Zhineng did not give Fangzheng a chance to continue. He said to Yi Xing and Hong Jin, "Venerable Ones, you heard it too." Then he asked Fangzheng, "Senior Brother Tongguang explained the rules to you, but you refused to listen. Instead, you argued. Is there such a thing?"
Fangzheng understood what Zhineng meant. He was playing word games with him. Being a scoundrel? When had Fangzheng ever been afraid? Back in the village, he was a bully who was on the same level as a rat! Fangzheng's eyes darted around as he said with a smile, "Patron, are you Sunglow Monastery's abbot?"
"Of course not. My senior brother is Southwind Monastery's —" Zhiyun subconsciously shouted.
Fangzheng interrupted Zhiyun. "Since you aren't Sunglow Monastery's abbot, this is Sunglow Monastery. If there's a problem, it should naturally be handled by Sunglow Monastery's monks. You speak too much." In other words, he meant that there was nothing for them to do. Scram.
"Amitabha. You can't say that. The affairs of the world are managed by the people of the world. Venerable One, how can This Penniless Monk ignore the rules and violate Buddhist laws?" Zhineng immediately retracted the topic.
Just as Fangzheng was about to speak, he heard a cold snort behind him. "What a nice way to say the affairs of the world are managed by the people of the world. In that case, This Penniless Monk wishes to interfere. "
The voice was extremely familiar. Everyone looked over and saw an old monk with a few disciples standing in front of them. Fangzheng looked at them in astonishment. Yi Xing, Hong Jin, and Fangzheng immediately pressed their palms together and bowed. "Greetings, Zen Master Hongyan."
"Amitabha." Zen Master Hongyan returned the bow before smiling. "Abbot Hong Jin, Abbot Fangzheng, long time no see. Yi Xing, you are very perceptive in the Buddhist Dharma, but your drive is too strong. However, there is a limit to your drive. Intelligence is often a double-edged sword. It can cut through thorns and thorns, but it can also cut through self-cultivation. Remember this. "
Yi Xing did not dare to be arrogant in front of Zen Master Hongyan. He obediently and respectfully said, "Yes, I will listen to your teachings."
Although Hongyan Monastery was not considered a large monastery and could not be compared to Southwind Monastery, Zen Master Hongyan's reputation was just too great! He was a truly accomplished monk. Southwind Monastery's abbot, Zen Master Southwind, had mentioned more than once that there was an accomplished monk in Hongyan Monastery. He even encouraged his disciples to visit Hongyan Monastery when they were free. However, only a few of them actually went. Zhineng and Zhiyun thought nothing of it. All they cared about was the size of the monastery and not the profoundness of the Buddhist Dharma. However, the two of them were not fools. They knew that Zen Master Hongyan could not be offended.
Tongguang was even more afraid to speak. His forehead was covered in cold sweat. The situation before him was a little beyond his expectations. He obviously knew Zen Master Hongyan. He was a frequent visitor of Sunglow Monastery. Every time there was a Dharma Assembly, he would be invited! There were even people who asked why an abbot of a small monastery would be invited to Sunglow Monastery to participate in the Dharma Assembly. Zen Master Sunglow only said, "In terms of Buddhist Dharma cultivation, I'm inferior to him!"
Back then, the entire monastery was shocked. Tongguang was one of them. For Zen Master Sunglow to say such a thing in front of countless disciples, even if it was just humble words, it showed how high Zen Master Hongyan's standing was. As for the way Zen Master Hongyan looked at Fangzheng, it was clear that he was on the same level. There was a tinge of benevolence, appreciation, and respect!
Such a look made Tongguang realize that the situation before him was grave! He decided not to say a word. He was determined not to get involved in this mess if possible! At the same time, he cursed Zhineng and Zhiyun's eighteen generations of ancestors. How could they scam their fellow Daoists like this! It was too f * * king scam!
Among the three, Zhiyun was the only one with a screw loose in his head. He did not understand the situation as he whispered to Zhineng, "This old monk looks very powerful, but didn't Master say that the more accomplished a monk is, the more he abides by the rules? The more accomplished a monk is, the more they will abide by the rules. Perhaps it's because this young monk is also an abbot that he's treating him with such courtesy. "
Zhineng thought that it was possible as he nodded slightly. However, he planned on quickly retreating. He originally believed that Fangzheng would be afraid of Sunglow Monastery and would immediately scram after being frightened by Tongguang to stand up for him. Who knew that it would be like stirring a hornet's nest. One person after another came to stand up for him. It was the time for the monks to take up residence in Sunglow Monastery, so there were many monks. In a short period of time, there were more and more onlookers. Zhineng knew that he could not cause any more trouble or he would not be able to bear the consequences if things got out of hand.
Zhineng was just about to hint to Zhiyun to prepare to retreat when Zhiyun noticed Zhineng's silence. He believed that Zhineng had agreed with him, so he felt emboldened. He immediately shouted, "Zen Master Hongyan, although you enjoy a high status, you cannot oppress others. What we said is the truth. Regardless of the monk's background, he has still violated the rules. It's not too much for us to demand an explanation, right? "
Fangzheng frowned. These people were truly dogskin plaster. Was there no end to it?
Zen Master Hongyan was here to support him, so Fangzheng naturally could not let Zen Master Hongyan suffer. Since he wanted to argue, he might as well do it. Even if it was not for himself, it was for the people who supported him! Just as Fangzheng was about to speak …
"Amitabha. Are you saying that Zen Master Hongyan is using his status to oppress others? Why does This Penniless Monk see the few of you colluding to oppress Venerable Fangzheng? "The voice sounded solemn.
Everyone looked over and saw an old monk slowly walking over. Beside him were two monks. One of them had a ruddy face and was slightly plump. His eyes were bright and spirited, and he was dressed in a red Kasaya. He was especially eye-catching. The other monk had high cheekbones and white eyebrows. He was half a step behind the other two.
Upon seeing the three monks, Zhineng, Zhiyun, and Tongguang felt their legs go limp!
The other monks bowed and said, "Amitabha. Greetings Zen Master Sunglow, Zen Master Baiyun, Zen Master Southwind!"
That's right. The people who had come were none other than Zen Master Baiyun, as well as Sunglow Monastery's abbot, Zen Master Sunglow, and Zen Master Southwind! And the person who had spoken was none other than Zen Master Baiyun!
Tongguang was so frightened that he did not dare say a word. He lowered his head as he sweated profusely.
Zhineng wished to beat his stupid brother to death. He knew that the matter had eventually blown up. If the matter was not handled well, the two's good days would come to an end. He had to think of a way to salvage the situation! As for retreating? There was no way out for them now.
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