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And the purpose of the ritual was basically to boost one's happiness. It gave people a mental hint that the accomplished monk's Dharma would remove bad luck. From that day forth, one would have to start all over again. Relieving one's burden and moving forward would ultimately allow one to walk further than being depressed. And at that moment, many people did not know that the reason for their success was themselves, not the Dharma ritual or the accomplished monk.
Of course, the accomplished monk did not do nothing. A qualified Dharma ritual was not just a mere formality. It also needed to guide the mind, as well as one's prestige and cultivation as a foundation. If not, why would others trust you?
Therefore, it was not wrong to attribute it to the accomplished monk. It was also not wrong for the accomplished monk to be worshiped by you.
Of course, he did not say this to the people present. Sometimes, it was not a good thing to point it out.
Village Chief Song said, "Abbot Fangzheng, what do you think?"
At that moment, a figure walked in and interrupted Village Chief Song. "I object!" Then, he looked at the windows and door and mumbled. "All of you finally stopped smoking. It's choking me to death."
Fangzheng looked over and realized that a female police officer had appeared by the door. She was not considered pretty, but she had a solemn expression. Her well-dressed clothes made her look especially spirited.
"Haha, Officer Bao, why didn't you say so earlier if you can't stand the smoke? To think we thought you didn't mind. It must have been hard on you. You have been breathing in second-hand smoke for more than an hour, "said Village Chief Song with an awkward smile.
Officer Bao shook her head. "I'm not that delicate. The people in my office are all smokers. Every time we work a case, they smoke more than you do. Of course, it's best not to inhale second-hand smoke. Let's get down to business. I don't agree to inviting any monk to do Dharma rituals. What era are we in? Do you still believe in such things? All of you here are village leaders. Logically speaking, you shouldn't be leading such superstitious practices. "
The moment that was said, the atmosphere turned awkward.
Fangzheng did not mind because he also encouraged people not to believe in superstition. However, he was displeased to be included in the list of superstitious practices. Was he superstitious? What he said was the truth. Spiritual beliefs and superstitious beliefs were two completely different concepts. Besides, he had a great demon beside him and an unknown System in his body. It was trying to trick him into becoming a Buddha. If he really became a Buddha, then even if what he said was feudal superstition, it wouldn't be feudal superstition, right? Of course, it was only limited to him. Even so, Fangzheng still felt that it was better to rely on oneself than on others. Therefore, he did not encourage people to pray to Buddha or God, but he did not wish to be labeled as superstitious.
However, on second thought, Fangzheng came to a realization when he saw her in her police uniform. His job made it impossible for him to believe in such things. There was no point in arguing with him.
Fangzheng was magnanimous, but Red Boy was petty. He was immediately displeased as he exclaimed, "What do you mean by superstition? Your ancestors have left so many precious things for you, but you deny them just because you don't understand scientific research. What a joke. It was something that had been passed down for thousands of years. Perhaps the explanation sounded stupid, but it was still a summary of survival experience. When a dog is sick, it will look for herbs to eat, but if you ask a dog about the chemical formula of herbs, he will know nothing! "
Fangzheng was slightly taken aback when he heard that. Wasn't that what he had said to Red Boy back then? This brat actually remembered everything and used it to refute. Therefore, Fangzheng did not stand on ceremony as he gave him a fierce look as though he was reprimanding him! However, he secretly gave him a thumbs up from an angle that others couldn't see.
Red Boy immediately beamed with delight.
Officer Bao was instantly displeased when he heard that. Just as he was about to retort, he saw that it was a young fellow dressed in a monk's outfit. His tense face immediately collapsed as he laughed. "Kid, who did you hear that from? That's the reason. But the superstition I'm talking about isn't what you said. I'm talking about true superstition … Sigh, forget it. I can't explain it to you. "
Officer Bao didn't hold a grudge against Red Boy. Instead, he looked up at Fangzheng, his gaze instantly turning from amiable to sharp as a knife. "Venerable One, I don't know much about monks. But my job is destined to make it impossible for me to trust you. Please forgive me. "
Fangzheng pressed his palms together. "Amitabha."
Upon hearing Officer Bao say that, the village chiefs present were somewhat displeased. Even Hongyan Village's village chief frowned.
Although Fangzheng did not have much of a relationship with Hongyan Village, they were hardcore fans of Hongyan Monastery. However, Fangzheng was someone that even Zen Master Hongyan thought highly of. Furthermore, Fangzheng had done quite a number of good deeds. The villagers in the surrounding villages had received his grace. It would be strange if he was happy to be rebuked like this.
Wang Yougui was even more unhappy. He was just about to speak up for Fangzheng.
However, he heard Village Chief Song say, "Officer Bao, you know the situation here. Our village is really strange. Don't be fooled by Abbot Fangzheng's young age. He's a famous master in the surrounding villages. He has means and true ability! I think your police station can't do anything about it anyway. The experts will take a few more days to arrive. Why don't we let Abbot Fangzheng give it a try? What if it works? "
Officer Bao shot a glance at Fangzheng before looking at the villagers who had looks of trust on their faces. She frowned slightly. She couldn't figure out what method the young monk had used to make the village chiefs trust him so much. No matter how Bao Yuluo looked at Fangzheng, she could not see the bearing of a master. At the very least, he was far inferior to the old monks in her mind. Although the monk was rather handsome, radiant, and had a peaceful and tranquil bearing, Bao Yuluo refused to believe that he had any attainments in the Dao. Shaking her head, Bao Yuluo walked out. Her objection was only her opinion. If the village really wanted to hold a ritual, she really had no right to interfere.
"Abbot Fangzheng, don't take offense. Officer Bao is a very nice person. She has helped us quite a bit since coming to our village. "Village Chief Song was afraid that Fangzheng would be unhappy because of Bao Yuluo's words, so he quickly explained.
Fangzheng shook his head. "Amitabha. It's fine. This Penniless Monk more or less understands Patron Bao's words. She doesn't have any ill intentions. "
"Abbot, it's good that you understand. This Officer Bao was apparently recruited from outside. She hasn't been working for long, so she doesn't know much about us. If she were a local policeman, who wouldn't know of your capabilities? Heh heh … "Village Chief Song took the opportunity to suck up to Fangzheng.
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