"He has been chased away," said Fangzheng.
At that moment, a disciple ran over. Zen Master Sunglow asked, "Hui Xin, what happened just now?"
Hui Xin replied respectfully, "Abbot, for some reason, a deaf-mute benefactor shoved a flyer into everyone's hands when he came in. When the disciples went up to stop him, he ran away. It took a lot of effort for the disciples to surround him and bring him out. Before he left, he even threw a bunch of flyers into the air …"
"Master, Sunglow Monastery's Dharma Assembly attracts many people every year. It's a rare opportunity for many merchants. Not far from the foot of the mountain, merchants spontaneously set up a market to sell incense, amulets, Buddha Beads, and other items. There are also people who take the opportunity to advertise and promote themselves. Perhaps, it's just some unscrupulous merchants creating hype. If there's a stir, he can take the opportunity to advertise. If there's no stir, they won't suffer any losses, "said Zen Master Sunglow's disciple, Fumeng.
"Abbot, this is the man's pamphlet. Please take a look." The monk handed the pamphlet over.
Everyone subconsciously looked over, and what they saw left them all dumbfounded!
There was a young girl drawn on the pamphlet. She had long hair and big eyes. More importantly, the drawing was very lifelike! Beneath the girl's surrender was a river. A man was standing there looking around, and finally, there was a huge question mark!
Everyone was dumbfounded. What was the meaning of this?
Zen Master Southwind, who had been unhappy because of his disciple, could not help but ask, "What's the meaning of this?"
Zen Master Baiyun shook his head. "I don't understand. It doesn't look like an advertisement. Instead, it looks like he's looking for someone."
"Could it be that his child has gone missing and he's looking for her? But why isn't he writing? There are drawings without words. Some people won't be able to understand, "Ouyang Fenghua interjected.
Yi Xing added, "He's deaf and mute. He probably hasn't learned how to write. Drawing is relatively easier to learn."
"Fumeng, go find that benefactor," said Zen Master Sunrise.
Fumeng immediately answered, "Yes, Master."
Fumeng ran out when Ouyang Fenghua suddenly asked, "Eh? Where's Venerable Fangzheng? Did anyone see him? "
At that moment, everyone realized that Fangzheng was gone! He looked around but didn't see anyone.
At this time, a disciple said, "Masters, I saw that young Master and his disciple leaving the mountain gate. They seemed to be in a hurry."
Everyone was stunned. Ouyang Fenghua wore a look of anger. They had come together, so why did they leave without a word? She ran out of the monastery and looked around but failed to find Fangzheng and Red Boy. Helpless, she could only enter the monastery to wait. With her relationship with Fangzheng, Ouyang Fenghua naturally did not need to stay at the foot of the mountain. There were naturally people to entertain her.
At this moment, what was Fang doing?
"Master, what are we going to do?" Red Boy asked curiously as he held a leaflet in his hand.
"Find that man from before," said Fangzheng.
"Why are you looking for him? This drawing is pretty good, but I don't understand it. What is he trying to do? "Red Boy was confused.
Fangzheng rolled his eyes. "Don't you understand? It's obviously a missing person notice. That benefactor should be looking for this girl. "
"Then, are we going to help find her? Master, it's not that I want to criticize you, but the hardest thing in the world is finding someone. There are so many people out there, so how can it be easy to find someone? "
Fangzheng asked, "Can you find her if you regain your divine powers?"
"Summoning the Wind and Summoning the Rain, Spitting Fire to Burn Mountains, Beating Wild Boars or Wild Dogs isn't a problem, but I can't do these divine powers. It's mainly because my mother didn't teach me. My father also said that it's fine as long as I know how to fight. Those unorthodox skills are useless. That's why I didn't learn them later on, "Red Boy answered frankly.
Fangzheng was rendered completely speechless. It was no wonder the brat was so bratty. His parents were also the best!
Since Red Boy couldn't do it, he could only rely on himself. Fangzheng touched the Buddha Beads in his hand, but he still felt a little reluctant to use them. He could only use them eighteen times. Each time he used them, it would be one less. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he could not bear to use them. As for the Divine State, it was too unreliable. At most, he could grit his teeth and try his luck with some merit. As for other methods, Fangzheng had them as well. They were all secular methods, and their effects were slow. He did not know if they would be effective when the time came.
"Master, there are too many people in this world suffering. If you help them one by one, when will there be an end? Look at the world. Every day, there are people who are down on their luck. The speed at which you save people is far inferior to the speed at which you save new people are suffering, "asked Red Boy.
Fangzheng said, "This Penniless Monk naturally can't do much alone. Even if he becomes Buddha, what he can do is limited. The ones who can truly save the world are the people themselves. "
"In that case, why are you so proactive? It's not like you can be the savior of the world, "said Red Boy.
Fangzheng smiled. "Love can be passed on. This Penniless Monk is only sowing the seeds of love and kindness. He doesn't wish for all the seeds to survive. As long as one seed survives and grows stronger, he can spread more seeds. Finally, a hundred trees will form a forest …"
Red Boy scratched his head. "But I realize that helping others doesn't seem to bring any benefits other than incurring losses and wasting time? What's the point of doing this? "
Fangzheng suddenly stopped and looked down at Red Boy. "What's the point? That's a good question. Treat it as homework for you. When you understand this principle, I'll give you a surprise. "
"Surprise? What surprise? "Red Boy was indeed more interested in surprises. As for what it was? He couldn't be bothered to waste his brains.
Fangzheng couldn't be bothered with the lazy bum as he continued walking quickly. Although Fangzheng did not know where the person had gone, there was only one path to Sunglow Monastery. Following it was definitely the right path. Furthermore, the person had drawn a river, indicating that the person's home was likely near the river. If he followed the river, he should be able to find something. If he really couldn't find it, he could only return to Sunglow Monastery and continue waiting. Fangzheng believed that the man would likely appear again.
Meanwhile, more than ten kilometers away from Sunglow Monastery, a motorcycle was speeding on horseback. It made a turn and arrived in front of a ruin. In front of the ruin was a wide river. The river water was extremely calm, like a mirror. The setting sun's rays scattered across it, dyeing the entire river golden. It was resplendent and blinding …
The man took off his helmet, revealing a face that had seen the vicissitudes of life. His skin was dark and he was covered in wrinkles, but deep in his eyes was a deep obsession! The entire river was reflected in his eyes, but it was blood-red …
The man parked the motorcycle and took out a tightly wrapped bag from the backseat. He unwrapped the cotton cloth layer by layer, revealing a pair of diving goggles. The straps on the goggles were a little old, but the lenses were extremely bright. This was a result of the man's love for them.
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