One Ingenious shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Abbot said that it doesn't matter who is in charge. For us Buddhists, it's a good thing to have fewer external disturbances. What's more, the Nanyue Buddhist Association is hosted by many monasteries. Since we're all collecting incense for Buddha and praying for the peace of the world, why should we fight over this? "
Fangzheng pressed his palms together. "Amitabha."
As a little money-grubber, Fangzheng was very impressed by Shangfeng Temple's abbot's ability to let go of the temptation of money and face it calmly. At the very least, if it were Fangzheng, he would think of ways to get it back.
Walking into Zhurong Main Hall, Zhurong God was right in front of him, and the deities and statues of Buddhism and Daoism were enshrined in the surroundings. It was truly a place where Buddhism and Daoism were fused into one, and there was no distinction between them.
There was an endless stream of tourists waiting in the hall to pray to Buddha. When Fangzheng saw this, he finally understood why there was a need to burn incense outside. There was really no place to burn incense inside.
After leaving the hall, One Ingenious invited Fangzheng back to Shangfeng Temple. Fangzheng counted the time and declined. All good things must come to an end. Besides, he was a little worried that something would happen on the mountain if he left One Finger Monastery for too long. After all, Red Boy wasn't someone to be trifled with. Without Fangzheng on the mountain, he was afraid that the brat would tear the roof off his house when he returned. Furthermore, there was an old hooligan, Salted Fish …
Venerable One Ingenious had chatted with Fangzheng the entire night. They had climbed the mountain to watch the sunrise, and they had reached the summit of Zhurong Temple. Fangzheng couldn't bear to continue disturbing him, so under One Ingenious' reluctant gaze, he led Lone Wolf down the mountain.
The moment he left, the man and the wolf were stunned. Because …
"Master, have you forgotten something important?" Lone Wolf looked at Fangzheng with an aggrieved look.
Fangzheng rubbed his belly in embarrassment. "I think … I forgot to eat breakfast."
"Master, is it too late to go back and eat now?" asked Lone Wolf.
Fangzheng said, "You might be embarrassed, but I'm not. Alright, don't say anything else. Conserve your strength. After we descend the mountain, let's go beg for alms. "
Lone Wolf looked up into the sky speechlessly. Indeed, there was no need to worry about starving by following Fangzheng! There was no way to continue living like this!
Meanwhile, on Mt. One Finger, Red Boy returned the cell phone to a devotee and pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. Thank you, Patron."
"Hehe, Little Master is too polite. However, your master is really impressive. He has medical skills and is a nice person. When he returns to One Finger Monastery, we will definitely visit him again, "said a girl with a smile. Then, she waved goodbye to Red Boy and went down the mountain.
Red Boy tiptoed to send them off. When they were far away, he chuckled and said, "Master is indeed a vengeful monk. He even thinks of a way to retaliate when someone leaves a message."
Hua la …
Salted Fish appeared from the Heavenly Dragon Pond and asked curiously, "That darn baldy … Ahem, what did Reverend do?"
Red Boy liked the curious looks in Salted Fish and company's eyes. It was only at this moment that his fourth junior brother could find the feeling of an eldest senior brother. You don't understand, do you? Come, come, come. Eldest Senior Brother will tell you, haha …
Red Boy felt a little smug. He sat cross-legged on the Bridge of Helplessness and said, "Master has been scolding people this time …"
Then, Red Boy recounted how Fangzheng had scolded Perfected Inaction Infinity in Andong and how he had scolded FlowersBlossomToDistributing on the Internet. The moment he began speaking, Squirrel and Monkey came over as well. With more listeners, Red Boy felt more motivated as he spoke.
When Red Boy was done, he saw Salted Fish curling his lips in disdain as he lay on the water surface, blowing splashes. Red Boy pricked up his brows and asked Salted Fish curiously, "Salted Fish, you have been by Buddha's side the longest. If someone were to say something like kneeling before Buddha for three thousand years, what would Buddha do?"
Salted Fish rolled his eyes and said, "He would probably smack him to death …"
"Uh, is Buddha that fierce?" Squirrel jumped in fright.
Salted Fish shook his head and said, "I'm just joking. But to be honest, there really are people who kneel before Buddha for three thousand years."
"Oh? There really are? Heavens, kneeling for three thousand years. How sincere must one be? Then did Buddha help him? "Monkey was curious as well.
Salted Fish shook his head and said, "No."
"Why?" Squirrel felt a little indignant for the kneeling person.
Salted Fish said, "Please, if you don't work hard for three thousand years and instead kneel there to beg for good luck from the heavens, if it really works, then there's no need for people to do anything but kneel there and pray to Buddha. Perhaps even a true Buddha would be exhausted to death … If Buddha were to help, he wouldn't be Buddha. I can't repeat what Buddha said, but the general idea is that kneeling doesn't represent how sincere one is. True sincerity is to place Buddha in one's heart and constantly work hard towards one's goal. Only then will Buddha secretly help you. As for those who want to reap without sowing, kneel! After all, the floor doesn't cost anything. "
Squirrel was instantly speechless when he heard that.
Monkey fell into deep thought.
Red Boy stroked his chin and mumbled. "That does seem to be the case …"
On the way down Mount Heng, the sky began to become gloomier and gloomier. As a cold wind blew, crystal snowflakes began to fall from the sky. However, this was the south after all, so the snowflakes quickly turned into water after falling. Following that, the snowflakes turned into sleet. Coupled with the strong winds, the entire world seemed to be filled with a bone-chilling coldness.
Unknowingly, Fangzheng sped up his pace down the mountain. After entering Hengyang County, the long street was filled with incense sellers. After a few turns, Fangzheng finally saw some restaurants. There were also stalls by the side of the road. There were tourists coming and going, but Fangzheng and Lone Wolf appeared a little out of place …
"Master, which family do you plan on soliciting?" Lone Wolf urged with a little excitement.
Fangzheng's eyes rolled when he heard that. This was a good question because he was also thinking about it. Just as mentioned previously, Fangzheng had solicited donations from a young age in One Finger Village. Once he left One Finger Village, his skin instantly turned from thick as a city wall to as thin as a piece of paper.
Now, facing this completely unfamiliar environment, Fangzheng sighed inwardly. If I knew who to target, would I need you to urge me? Indeed, this world is left for thick-skinned people. It's really difficult for a thin-skinned person like me …
Just as Fangzheng was wondering if he should enter a big restaurant or a small restaurant, two people walked past Fangzheng and Lone Wolf. One of them wore an orange down jacket and whispered, "Old Chang, have you found the target?"
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