After One Ingenious cleaned up, Fangzheng took out his cell phone to look at Weibo. He was instantly stunned. His Weibo account had already gained quite a number of followers after the previous incidents, and now it had reached a million! And the replies below were densely packed with "I'm sorry!"
If it wasn't for the different avatars and names, Fangzheng would have believed that he had been spammed.
Upon seeing the apologies, Fangzheng pressed his palms together and silently said, "Amitabha. It's good indeed."
This action attracted the attention of One Ingenious, who came over to take a look. He said in surprise, "Venerable One, you are really popular. You actually have so many fans."
Fangzheng smiled humbly. At that moment, another message appeared. When Fangzheng and One Ingenious saw it, they frowned.
At the same time, in a private room of a hotel in China, there were more than ten young men and women sitting around a round table. A man dressed in a flowery checkered shirt would glance at the long-haired, black-dressed goddess from time to time. His eyes kept darting around as he tried to figure out how to attract her attention.
At that moment, the black-dressed goddess said, "Sigh, we are all young people, but compared to Fangzheng, we are like kindergarteners."
The man pricked up his brows when he heard that, thinking, "Fangzheng?"
Hence, the man took out his cell phone and immediately found Fangzheng's Weibo. He happened to see what Fangzheng had said previously, and a paragraph immediately appeared in his mind. It was something he had seen in the past, and when he said it, it felt especially stylish. He thought, "Since she pays attention to Fangzheng, she will definitely look at me in a different light if I can stand out from Fangzheng or trample on him!"
With this in mind, the man said for some reason, "Fangzheng? He's indeed quite impressive, but I don't believe in Buddhism, nor do I like this foreign Buddhism. As the saying goes, in times of chaos, Daoist priests descend the mountains while monks close their doors to avoid calamity. In times of prosperity, Daoist priests retreat deep into the mountains while monks open their doors to amass wealth. How can such a trashy religion make me believe in it? Fangzheng might have some ability, but what has that got to do with us? "
Indeed, the moment he said that, the goddess looked up at him and said unhappily, "Faith isn't something that can be forced, but belittling others isn't interesting."
Seeing the goddess notice him, the man was delighted. He immediately said, "I'm not belittling you. I'm just stating the facts. Furthermore, I wasn't saying it casually. I was planning on asking Fangzheng for his opinion. I left him a message before, but he didn't reply to me. It should be a tacit agreement. "
"You left a message before? What did you leave behind? "the goddess asked.
Seeing that the goddess was interested, the man said, "Kneeling in front of Buddha for three thousand years has not seen Buddha's heart take pity on me …" As he spoke, he peeked at the goddess. Sure enough, the goddess had been listening attentively. He felt even more proud. The man was originally a little hesitant, but when the goddess looked at him, he immediately felt a rush of adrenaline. "Sigh, there's no point in saying that. I'll directly send it to Fangzheng's Weibo and ask him. Let's see what he says!" With that said, Blooming Blossoms didn't listen to anyone's advice. He really edited his words into a Daoist priest who descended the mountain to save the world. It happened to land in front of Fangzheng and One Ingenious.
At the same time, there were exclamations in the private room. "You're really going to post it? Are you stupid? "
"You're stirring up trouble!"
"You should be more responsible when you speak …"
…
Upon hearing this, Blooming Blossoms was displeased. He was still hoping to be in the limelight in front of his goddess. Weren't these people making him lose face? Hence, he said, "I'm not stirring up trouble. I'm just saying what I have to say. So what if I'm a monk? Monks are lazy and don't contribute anything to society. Yet, I can't say it? I want to see what Fangzheng has to say! "
Only then did everyone stop. Then, they held their cell phones and waited for Fangzheng's answer.
Upon seeing this, One Ingenious said angrily before Fangzheng could say a word. "Nonsense! Has this person not read history books or is he an uneducated man? How dare he say such ridiculous things! "
Fangzheng nodded. "Venerable One, don't be agitated. The world is vast and full of wonders. There are all kinds of people. It's just a different point of view. There's no need to be angry."
One Ingenious said angrily, "How can I not be angry? Do you know what kind of temple our Shangfeng Temple is? "
Fangzheng obviously knew, but he didn't say a word. Instead, he used his cell phone to record One Ingenious and said, "Venerable One, feel free to speak."
One Ingenious understood what Fangzheng was getting at. He was using him to answer the meaningless comment. One Ingenious thought and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, do you know the history of Shangfeng Temple?"
Fangzheng nodded without a word.
One Ingenious continued. "Then, This Penniless Monk shall speak! That netizen named FlowersUpon Blooming Blossoms said something about monks closing their doors to avoid disaster in troubled times? Did Golden Era open the door to make a fortune? This Penniless Monk is unconvinced! In 1938, when the Japanese army invaded, Nanjing was massacred, Wuhan fell, and the flames of war threatened the three governments, the abbot of Shangfeng Temple, Monk Baosheng, the receptionist Yan Wen, and Master Ju Zan, a famous religious figure who came to Shangfeng Temple from Wei Mountain, planned to set up an anti-Japanese organization and armed forces in 1939. On May 7th, the Southern Mountain Buddhist Relief Society was established. This name was even given by Premier Zhou at that time!
South Yue Heng Mountain's Buddhism and Daoism were originally one family. They were inseparable and blended well with each other. When Buddhism resisted the Japanese, Daoism naturally did not fall behind. The two sects of Buddhism and Daoism united together and mobilized all the disciples of Buddhism and Daoism to run around and distribute leaflets to promote the idea of saving the country. There were even monks who directly participated in the war and died on the battlefield. Reborn in Paradise!
Premier Zhou even wrote in his own handwriting: "Kill bandits on horseback, cultivate Buddhism when off horseback." Bandits in Buddhism represent the bandits of one's troubles. Although there's the saying of killing bandits, it's only killing the bandits of one's troubles and not actual killing. Killing is ultimately a sin. But back then, when the country was in ruins and the mountains and rivers were in ruins, even though we were monks who had returned to the world, it was our duty to kill the Japanese bandits who had trampled on our mountains and rivers and slaughtered the people of China!
In 1944, the Japanese invaders launched a sneak attack on an anti-Japanese guerrilla team stationed at our temple. When Venerable Junxiu discovered it, he ignored his own safety and immediately fired a warning shot. He then stood behind Gaotai Temple's Shi Yan to stop the enemy. With his sacrifice, he won the guerrilla team's safe transfer.
Back then, Mr. Tian Han even gave our society two poems. One was: "Dressed in black but not in military uniform, he dares to stir up trouble in the human world." The other was: "Ever since I fully understood Tathagata's will, I once again raised a war banner in the human world!"
This Penniless Monk was not born in that era. If not, even if This Penniless Monk's three-foot blade couldn't kill bandits, This Penniless Monk could still use his armor to block a few bullets and save a few of his comrades!
I just want to ask, why is it that heroes have been forgotten after the era has passed? Why have they become the ones who close the door to avoid disaster? Could it be that this era wants all heroes to be crushed to dust and thrown off a cliff?
I can understand that you are uncultured, but who can understand the bitterness of heroes?
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