Ying Zi added, "Indeed. Although the drum sounds make one feel vexed, all the vexed feelings disappear the moment the bell rings. It's as though … as though …"
"It's as though a pile of feces is blocked and can't be pooped out. The drum sounds are like a bottle of sponge. The bell is like the paper used to wipe one's ass. After pooping, one wipes it dry, "Zhang Zi interjected.
"Screech!" A sharp screech of brakes sounded as the van came to a sudden stop by the side of the road.
"Uncle Da, are you mad? Braking suddenly will kill you! "exclaimed Zhang Zi.
"You would be dead if I hit the brakes. What's the point of keeping you around? Get out! "said Uncle Da.
"Ah … Ah? Get out? We're not there yet, right? "asked Zhang Zi.
"Congratulations. You have disgusted me. Although it sounds cliché, it's not a question of whether it's cliché or not. It's a question of disgust! Get out! "Uncle Da pricked up his brows.
"No … It's just an example," cried Zhang Zi, aggrieved.
"Hehe. Zhang Zi, don't you know Uncle Da's character? He's a man of his word. If he asks you to get out, just get out. Haha … "Ying Zi laughed out loud.
Zhang Zi looked at Uncle Da like an aggrieved kitten, but he only received a look of affirmation. Finally, he got out obediently.
The next moment, the van drove off. Zhang Zi stood on the road bitterly and said, "Who did I offend …" Then, Zhang Zi ran after the van.
"Uncle Da, are we just letting him run?" Ying Zi's heart ached for Zhang Zi.
Uncle Da grunted. "Young people, running is good for their health."
"Uncle Da, are we entering the mountains today?" asked Ying Zi.
"Entering the mountains? Not yet. " Uncle Da looked up at the direction of the bell and drum. "The bell's sound is deep and grand. It has an ancient vibe to it. Clearly, it's a very old item. That drum's sound is mighty and domineering. It's no ordinary item. Let's take a look at the two treasures first before entering the mountains. "
"Uncle Da, don't tell me you're thinking … We're strong men, not thieves," said Yingzi.
"Bullsh * t traitors. What's the difference between stealing from the dead and the living? They are all thieves! Since we are all thieves, it will depend on whether the treasure is worth the price, "said Uncle Da disapprovingly.
Yingzi was stunned. Although these words sounded like a b * stard, she had to admit that it seemed to be the case …
After striking the drum, Fangzheng began his daily routine. He cleaned the temple hall, swept the fallen leaves, and had his meal. Then, he opened the monastery's door to welcome the devotees.
The present One Finger Monastery was no longer the unknown One Finger Monastery of the past. As the effects of the Frost Bamboo and the Yongle Bell continued to ferment, the people who came to pray for children became pregnant and had children. Furthermore, there were all sorts of rumors on the Internet, such as crossing the river on a reed or the filming location of the movie City-Toppling Beauty. More and more people came to Mt. One Finger to pay their respects to Buddha.
Of course, there was another reason for the increasing number of people. Apart from Fangzheng, everyone else in the temple was adorable!
Of the three animals, Lone Wolf was tall and mighty, but also harmless to humans and animals. Taking a picture with him was more exciting than going to the zoo to take a picture of a tiger.
Squirrel was adorable. When he saw people, he would press his palms together to greet them. Occasionally, he would give some pine nuts to the devotees. Instantly, he attracted countless fans.
Although Monkey always looked mature and dignified and dressed like a human, in the eyes of others, he was just a monkey that knew how to imitate. His every action was like a human's. It was extremely fun.
As for Red Boy?
That little guy with the hair of a boy. In the past, he wore a dudou and ran around naked. Now, he wore a little monk robe and looked even cuter. However, he had a bad temper. He would glare at others for no reason and would often shout that he would stew someone. He was like a little demon king … In the end, no one treated him as a demon king. All of them treated him as an adorable child. Not only did he not lose fans, but he gained even more fans.
As for the abbot, Fangzheng, he was a radiant boy dressed in pure white monk robes. He looked very comfortable just standing there. Beauties were pleasing to the eye, and so were handsome men. It was especially so for monks that exuded a feeling of cleanliness from the inside to the outside. It was like a spring breeze.
Furthermore, One Finger Monastery did not have many rules. There was no disguised spending. Everything exuded a tranquil and peaceful vibe. It was aloof from worldly affairs and did not have the stench of money. It allowed people to relax both physically and mentally.
As such, apart from the people who prayed to Buddha daily, there were also people who brought their children up the mountain to visit the zoo and look at handsome men …
In short, One Finger Monastery was becoming more and more lively.
With regards to this phenomenon, Fangzheng stood under the bodhi tree every day and watched the visitors come and go. While accepting everyone's greetings, he would return their greetings. At the same time, he would activate his Heavenly Eye to look around. If anyone encountered a calamity, he could save them and earn some merit. Unfortunately, the people who were truly in danger were few in number. At the very least, Fangzheng had not encountered anything after all this time. At most, there were some minor disasters.
At that moment, four people appeared outside the door. Fangzheng pricked up his brows. After seeing so many visitors, Fangzheng was no longer the rookie he was back then. He had quite a keen eye. The four people in front of him consisted of three men and a woman. Their eyes shimmered and they exuded a strong bloodlust. Clearly, they were not good people. And such people rarely had any faith, nor did they believe in anything.
However, Fangzheng had no intention of going forward to probe. He took a look from afar before continuing reading the Buddhist scriptures.
"Uncle Da, look at that bell! It doesn't look like an antique. It looks new, "whispered Ying Zi.
Uncle Da looked up at the Yongle Bell and nodded slightly. "Regardless if it's an antique or not, such a huge bell is probably the biggest in the world. If it's a bit old, it would be a priceless treasure. "
"Gasp!" Ying Zi and Zhang Zi drew a cold gasp.
At that moment, Mute took out a pair of binoculars and looked at the Yongle Bell. Following that, he grunted a few times.
Ying Zi and Zhang Zi were perplexed. They had no idea what Mute was saying.
Uncle Da said, "He said that the workmanship of this bell is very good. It's very intricate. Even something from the present is worth an astonishing amount of money. It's worth more than anything we have sold in the past! "
"What!?" Ying Zi and Zhang Zi jumped in fright. If this item had appeared in a thousand-year-old temple or a large monastery, they might have been able to accept it. It was even acceptable for it to appear in a national museum or even an emperor's tomb. But in such a remote and desolate place, on a tiny mountain, in a tiny temple, it was unbelievable that there was such a valuable item!
"Gulp." Zhang Zi said greedily, "Uncle Da, we …"
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