As his mind wandered, Fangzheng saw groups of people carrying logs and rocks up the mountain. Machines could not climb up the mountain, so they could only rely on manpower.
Unfortunately, they lacked manpower. There were only about twenty people. At this speed, Fangzheng estimated that the bell tower would be finished.
Fangzheng greeted the workers and made way before running down the mountain.
It was chaos at the foot of the mountain. A large group of villagers had gathered at the foot of the mountain. The women were pouring water, while the men were carrying bricks, rocks, and logs. The children were also playing around. They held a few bricks and followed behind the adults, giggling and giggling.
"Dog Song, use some strength," shouted Sun Qiancheng.
"What are you shouting for? My pants dropped. I'm pulling them up! "shouted Dog Song as he held up his pants with one hand.
"Chen Jin, you are already old. Don't meddle in this," shouted Yang Hua and Yang Ping when they saw a log pass by.
"Pui! I'm still in good health. I'm telling you, I'm going up the mountain. As for you … Hehe, you're probably still halfway up the mountain." After Chen Jin said that, he shouted, "Son, use some strength. Work harder and surpass them!"
Chen Jin's son, Chen Long, laughed out loud. "Don't worry. Let's go!"
Following that, the two of them carried the logs and chased after them. The two groups began competing.
"One, two, three … Hey! The one carrying the logs … Hey! " On the other side, Tan Juguo was there as well. He began singing a folk song. Accompanying the rhythm, a large group of men from the village exerted their strength in unison. They chanted along with him as they carried the logs and walked forward.
Furthermore, Fangzheng saw many people from other villages running over to help. All of them looked excited, as though they were not there to do hard labor but to enjoy life.
Upon seeing the bustling scene in front of him, Fangzheng grinned as he scratched his head and laughed. He liked the feeling of being cared for.
"Abbot Fangzheng, why are you down the mountain? There's no need for you to worry about this. Leave it to us, "shouted Dog Song immediately when he saw Fangzheng.
Everyone looked over and shouted, "That's right. Just recite the scriptures. We'll take care of this bit of work for you! We guarantee that we'll build a bell tower for you as soon as possible! "
Tan Juguo said with a look of reminiscence, "Back then, One Finger Monastery also had a bell. However, that bell was a little small, but the sound it produced was nice. Every day, Zen Master One Finger would strike it. Hehe … Back then, when I heard the bell at the foot of the mountain, I knew it was dawn. I knew it was time to return home for dinner. That feeling … was filled with memories. "
"That's right," another old man said. "Then the clock broke, and there was no sound. I couldn't get used to it for a long time."
"It's great now. There's a bell on the mountain again. Heh heh … Abbot Fangzheng, this is your blessing, as well as ours. Repairing the bell tower is a matter of merit. We will all benefit from it. You have to get Buddha to bless us. "At that moment, Chen Jin's wife, Su Hong, came over and said with a smile.
Fangzheng pressed his palms together and said, "Amitabha. Good deeds are bound to be rewarded. This Penniless Monk will definitely pray for Patrons day and night."
Everyone laughed and continued working.
Fangzheng didn't stay idle either. He carried a piece of wood and followed behind. Immediately, he caused a series of exclamations. However, after witnessing Red Boy's monstrous strength, everyone was clearly more accepting of Fangzheng. After all, he was an adult …
After reaching the mountain, Fangzheng naturally couldn't be stingy. He couldn't provide them with food, but he had to provide them with enough water. However, it was tough on Red Boy. He basically had to transport buckets of water up the mountain without stopping.
However, after the villagers drank the Unrooted Clean Aqua, all of them exclaimed in satisfaction. It was as though the sun wasn't as scorching as it was during the hottest days of the year! They also felt a lot less fatigued. They were filled with fighting spirit.
The day passed with the help of the villagers.
However, the villagers had their own farm chores to do. It was impossible for the entire family to do the work. The number of tasks completed on the first day wasn't considered much, but compared to the speed at which Fatty found the masters to do it themselves, it was several times faster. The masters were puzzled as well. They had no lack of experience in repairing monasteries, but this was the first time they were seeing people spontaneously helping to repair one! In the past, monasteries had to fork out money and remuneration. Even the worst had to provide meals. As for the tiny monastery in front of them, it only provided water. They really couldn't figure out why a tiny monastery was so godly.
"I heard that this abbot grew up at the foot of the mountain being fed by hundreds of families. The villagers treat him as half a child. Now that the child wants to build a house, he naturally has to help," said a man sitting on a bed late into the night.
"So that's how it is. I knew it. No matter how powerful a young monk is, it's impossible for him to garner the support of a village," said a thin-faced man with a smile.
"Enough, what's the point of saying all this? Let's just do our work and leave after we get paid, "said another honest-looking man lying in bed.
"Isn't that just a saying? But to be able to become abbot at such a young age, this punk isn't simple either. Furthermore, he even has a financial backer investing in him. That's even more impressive. "
"Come on, I've seen many monks. How many young monks can abide by the precepts these days? They chant scriptures on the mountain, drink and eat meat at the foot of the mountain. There are many who flirt with girls. By the way, aren't there a bunch of monks who are allowed to marry and have children? From the looks of it, that Fangzheng isn't cut out for this either, "said a short-haired, dark-skinned young man with a scoff.
"What do you know? Those aren't monks. They're just graduates of a Buddhist college. The reason they become monks is to study Buddhist scriptures. In fact, they aren't considered monks. Once they leave the monastery, they are just ordinary people. There are still real monks. I've seen quite a number of them. They give off a different feeling. It's as though they have auspicious signs. It's comfortable just looking at them, "said an older man.
"Master Ma, why do you sound like a myth? Then do you think Abbot Fangzheng has auspicious signs? "The young man refused to believe it.
"Luo Yang, can't you see for yourself? Well … Anyway, I think this monk is different from other monks. Others are gentle, to the point of making one feel at peace with just a glance. As for him … He's like a sun. He's very bright. Seeing him disperses all the troubles in one's heart. It feels like one's entire being is brighter. It's hard to explain, "said Master Ma.
"Hehe, me too," someone immediately echoed.
Luo Yang rolled his eyes. "I don't have that feeling. Forget it, let's not talk about it. We still have work tomorrow. I guess there won't be anyone to help us move the things tomorrow. Today, they did it on a whim. Tomorrow, it'll be tough. "
Meanwhile, Fangzheng was feeling vexed in the monastery.
"Master, why don't you give me your Dharmic powers? I'll move the materials overnight. Wouldn't that solve the problem?" asked Red Boy.
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