The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Founder smiled bitterly. This situation was not once or twice. It seems that after he made a little name on the Internet, he ran for a group photo, and there were more pilgrims with incense. Founder always felt that these female donors did not come to pray for blessings, but for hooliganism! If he is an ordinary person, he is willing to be hooliganized, but ... he is a monk! A monk who may be hacked by lightning at any time! It feels very bad, very bad!

But reject it? Founder really couldn't find a suitable reason. In general, as long as the temple does not take a picture of a Buddha, the rest are really not too particular. Even if you take a statue of a Buddha, it is not impossible, but you must take a whole picture when you take it. You cannot take a picture of half of your head.

Of course, most people are discouraged from taking Buddha statues. What do you do after taking them? Take it back to worship? Obviously it is impossible, not to worship, to press the bottom of the box, which is disrespectful to the Buddha.

It is also said that there are many spirits in the temple. They all come to the temple to listen to the scriptures and eat incense, and it is easy to take pictures of them to attract spiritual things. For this statement, Founder just smiled.

In a word, if it is a Buddha image, Founder still has a reason to refuse.

Click!

"Thank you abbot!" The two girls ran away happily.

Fang Zheng looked at the back of the two women, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Should the poor monk be charged? Maybe he can get rich ..."

Just then, a familiar voice sounded.

"Mr. Founder, I haven't seen you for a long time!" Then Qian Ying entered Fang Zheng's eyes, and it was the female anchor Zhu Lin who met on the way to Baiyun Temple.

"Amitabha, the female donor, has indeed disappeared for a long time." Founder folded his hands.

"Mr. Founder, I'm here for the heat. Can you take a picture? It's better to have a live broadcast?" Zhu Lin asked familiarly.

Fang Zheng shook his head decisively. He had seen Zhu Lin live broadcast, and when he was broadcasting, he changed like a person. When thinking about it, he was all blushing and red, so he said, "Female donor, just take a picture, and live broadcast is fine."

"That's okay, come, put a poss, and laugh!" Zhu Lin immediately gathered up. She also knew that Fang was a pure little virgin, so she kept a safe distance. After clicking one, she hurried to the live broadcast: " Look at the guys, haven't the Queen lied to you? Said the monk came immediately! "

"Say we're not close enough? Do you really want your mother to have a relationship with the master? Come on, where do you name it, I'll kill you ..."

"No kidding, the master is very powerful, I am very respectful. Get out of the way, you are a fairy, and your whole family is demoted!"

...

After a while, Zhu Lin took the phone and went to the incense.

After getting incense and making a wish, Zhu Lin looked curiously at Fang Zheng's backyard and said, "Master Fang Zheng, can you go and see?"

Fang Zhenggang just sent two group photos away, and he couldn't refuse Zhu Lin's request. So he nodded and asked the monkey to take Zhu Lin in. The monkey was so happy when he heard it. Finally, he didn't need to be dragged by these wolf-like people, and he thought that these people would click! If it hadn't been for Fang Zheng's endurance, he would have been running up the tree. Now that there is a bright and justified reason, natural music can't work, greet Zhu Lin, ran a leg and ran into the backyard.

Founder saw this, shook his head slightly, the monkey's heart still needs to be hone ...

Just after sighing, an uncle came over and took out his cell phone. Founder found that he also needs to hone ...

Near noon, the pilgrims finally dispersed, and the Founder was relieved, and was about to turn around and take a look at the backyard.

Suddenly I heard a footstep behind me, accompanied by angrily, "You bear boy, come here for me!"

Fang Zheng looked back, and saw a middle-aged woman wearing sanitation worker's clothes, carrying a little boy who should be about ten years old to walk here. The little boy earns money along the way. He doesn't seem to want to come, but he doesn't cry, he just looks stubborn.

Founder stepped forward curiously, his hands crossed, "Amitabha, the donor, what are you doing?"

When the woman saw Fang Zheng, she exclaimed, "This child is evil. I heard that the mage has a good experience here. I'll take him to see."

Founder stunned, evil?

Founder opened his eyes and looked at the little boy. Good guy, a child has so much karma! There is black gas around her body. Looking at women, women are normal and have karma, but they are few, and more of them are golden merits of merit.

Fang Zheng frowned and said, "Female donor, the poor monk is the abbot of Yizhi Temple. What do you mean by evil? According to the poor monk, what should have happened to this child? It should be okay with Zhongxie? "

When Fang Zheng said that it was the abbot of Yizhi Temple, the woman was apparently surprised. She also heard that someone said that there was a spiritual temple on the mountain, and she brought her children. I'm really not familiar with this place, and I never expected that the abbot turned out to be such a young monk! Can such a young monk be proficient in Dharma? Can you solve her problem?

Although the woman asked in her heart, the other party was almost hopeless, thinking: "Most of them have gone the wrong way, or they have been fooled." However, in the idea of ​​a dead horse being a living horse doctor, she said, "I This child is usually very obedient, but I do n’t know when it started, but I was hooked on watching the live broadcast. I also gave the anchor a reward while I was not paying attention to my mobile phone. That's it ... this ... "At this point, the women's tears were almost falling, and her eyes became red, and when she was angry, she gave the child two slaps.

The child shouted unconvinced: "Don't you spend some money? Hey ?!"

The feminine almost jumped up and hated the iron and steel: "The abbot, look at him, look at his eyes, it's so fierce, isn't this evil or something? Without good evil, who's good child will take parents For hard-earned money to others? Tens of thousands for one ?! "

Founder saw the child so stubborn and unconvinced that he thought he had given the anchor a few hundred dollars, and the problem was not too serious. But when the woman said tens of thousands, Founder wanted to give the boy two big ears! Have seen a prodigal, never seen such a prodigal! Is it easy to make money? It's easy to make money. Does his grand abbot still use the poor to dig wild vegetables every day? Is the squirrel's pine nut a snack?

Especially when Founder looks at the women's dress again, the heart is really unnamed! At first glance, this woman is a sanitation worker. What is a sanitation worker? Every day when it is not dawn, we have to get up and sweep the road, work for one day, the kind of work is typical of hard work but can not make any money, most people will not do it.

How difficult is it for a sanitation worker to pay tens of thousands? Founder once read a news that the sanitation worker's salary is only over 1,000 yuan! With more than a thousand pieces of life, how much is left to eat and drink Lazar? I am afraid that it will take several years for tens of thousands of yuan. And this kid was so easy to reward the anchor, still not convinced?