The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Lin Tai said excitedly, "Song Brother, are you sure you read that right?"

Song Tianqiao shook his head and said, "I think Song Tianqiao is not good enough, but in my professional field, I never lie. Brother Lin, there is a big clock on the bell tower, which is bigger than Yongle's big clock! If I That's right, this should be the biggest bell in the world. Moreover, looking at the textures and forging methods above, they are all ancient methods and have a long history. Such big clocks can no longer be called antiques, but national treasures. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the first national treasure in the world! Such a bell is worthless! "

After speaking, the other side of Song Tianqiao was bowing and saluting again: "Before I was Meng Lang, please master not to blame."

Song Tianqiao didn't take the small abbot of Founder seriously before, but it's different now. Those who can donate such a precious bell are by no means ordinary people. Whether it is monetary strength or status, they must be extremely terrible existence. This person is much better than Lin Tai. Song Tianqiao didn't want to offend someone who donated the bell tower because of Lin Tai.

As we all know, belief is sometimes a terrible thing. The willingness to donate such a precious clock means that the other party has faith in Yizhi Temple. He ran this block to be disgusting and square. If it was passed and people were angry, Song Tianqiao would not know how he would die. Even if he did n’t believe, people donated it for fun, and he was so offensive to others that he donated his donations.

He couldn't offend the bell donator, so he immediately confessed.

And no matter what Lin Tai's reaction was, he hurried down the mountain. As for the others, he didn't look at it and didn't dare to look at it!

Seeing this, Lin Tai shouted, but Song Tianqiao ran away without looking back.

Lin Tai's heart sank, knowing that it was a bit noisy. He turned to look at the Founder.

Fang Zheng smiled slightly: "donor, Buddha should not make arrogant words, slip down the mountain, crawl and pay attention to safety."

After that, Founder turned and left.

Lin Tai, Li He, and Cui Jiandong's faces were green and white for a while, how ugly and how ugly.

"Ah ... you just go like this?" Lin Xi saw Founder go, anxious, shouted.

Fang Zheng didn't look back and said, "Female donors, when you meet, you have a destiny. The poor monk sends you a word: Ride less white horses in the future."

Lin Xi suddenly, he didn't know he liked riding a white horse?

Liu Ying was also anxious, and continuously misunderstood Founder. She only felt hot on her face. Thinking of her previous actions, she seemed to never find Founder in an equal position, and always lowered him subconsciously. Looking at it now, isn't she seeing people low with dog eyes? Lin Tai and others felt beaten, why didn't she?

As she gritted her teeth, Liu Ying caught up, and just as Founder was about to enter the door, she said, "Fang Zheng, I'm sorry!"

Founder heard the words, hesitated for a moment, and then turned back and smiled at Liu Ying slightly: "Amitabha, the donor, the poor monk said that the kindness of a meal that day, the poor monk did not forget. The poor monk also gave the donor a word, the stock has Risk, get out early. "

Having said that, the Founder turned and left, and went straight through the front yard to the backyard.

Seeing this, Liu Ying sighed, she knew that when Founder said this, basically it meant that the two had been causally decisive since then, and there was no longer any problem.

Liu Ying was about to leave, and her brows frowned suddenly, and then her eyes were shocked. The big tree in front of her was so familiar that she looked up and stopped completely.

"This is a linden tree? It really lived! It really covered the courtyard of the temple and it can be cooled ..." Thinking of this, Liu Ying was bitter, and it turned out that Fang Zheng really never lied. From the beginning to the end are frogs at the bottom of their wells, so self-righteous. Thinking of this, Liu Ying didn't think about why the linden tree would live in the north, but turned away and went downhill.

The moment she looked back, Liu Ying felt empty of heart, as if she had lost something, and could no longer pick it up.

On the way down ...

"Brother, you are climbing!" Lin Xi looked at Lin Tai lying on the ground in surprise.

Lin Tai flushed and said, "Climb, the eldest husband can say no more than one! He must do what he says!"

Saying this in his mouth, he was scolding his mother: "This is what happened? Why can't I stand up, how can I only climb ... Who can save me, I don't want to climb ..."

When Li He and Cui Jiandong saw Lin Tai crawling, their two dog legs had no choice but to follow it bitterly, and for a while became a weird landscape.

At this moment, Founder is sitting in the courtyard to perform magical powers, and at the same time said, "Monks do not slang, but you can't lie to them, Amitabha ... poor monks help you to be a good and honest child." . "

On the other side, the red baby, the monkey, the lone wolf, and the squirrel looked at Fang Zheng, shook his head slightly, and the red baby muttered, "Sure enough, Master is still so small, who bullies him, who bullies him ..."

The squirrel, lone wolf, and monkey nodded.

"Jingxin, the poor monk suddenly remembered that the cold bamboo was about to be watered. You can get water and water, and you can't finish the bamboo forest, and you are not allowed to eat." Fang Zheng's voice suddenly sounded.

The red baby was about to cry. Why did the thief's bald ears work so well? Isn't he concentrating on people? Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh ... when will the bamboo forest be watered? Isn't that stuff going to grow by itself? This Nima, can I just say straight? That's a terrible reason!

Seeing the red baby obediently carrying water, the squirrel, lone wolf, and monkey looked at each other, and quickly went to work obediently, talking less and working more, not to be remembered by the monk! This is the way to survive in Yizhi Temple!

At night, Founder looked up at the sky and said: "The moon is getting rounder and round, and it will be a holiday tomorrow."

Although Lin Tai's old classmates felt bad for him, Fang Zheng's character has always been that throwing away unhappy things, and the rest are happy things. Therefore, he is in a good mood now ...

Some people rejoiced and some were sad. They climbed down the mountain, their knees were frayed, and Lin Tai, who was worth more than two thousand yuan, was lying on the back seat of the car. The painful tears were coming out, and his mouth was screaming: "Damn! Founder, you embarrass me, I'm with you! "

"Yes, Mr. Lin, this thing can't be over." Li He followed, and he wasn't much better. His knees were all bloody, and his sore teeth were grinning.

Cui Jiandong also nodded, several people scolded in the car.

Just then, Song Tianqiao sent a text message to Lin Tai. After Lin Tai watched, his face turned blue! Really valuable bronze bells. Those who can donate such precious bronze bells must be a big man! There is such a person behind Founder, he can't mess with it!

Thinking of this, Lin Tai tossed the phone aside, gritted his teeth for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of ​​finding trouble again.

As the sound of firecrackers overwhelmed the roar of the big rooster, Founder knew that a new day had come and the Mid-Autumn Festival had arrived!

"Master, Master! The Mid-Autumn Festival is here. Shall we go down the hill?" The red child has long been good at school. He knows that there must be something delicious during the festival, and at least it is fun. So the child took his cell phone and watched the festival all over the year. However, he also knows that Founder only celebrates traditional Chinese festivals, foreign festivals and domestic non-traditional festivals. Therefore, he has been patient, hoping to come and go, finally looking forward to the Mid-Autumn Festival. He seemed to smell the smell of moon cakes!

As soon as Founder opened the door, he saw the red baby standing in front, followed by a drooling wolf whose tongue was drooling, a squirrel touching the belly, and a drooling squirrel. Amitabha's monkey secretly remembered. Looking at the strange combination of these guys, Fang Zheng reluctantly said, "The festival is a festival, but can you eat ..."

Red children, squirrels, lone wolves, and monkeys all showed their hopes. There is no way. Although the mountain has delicious rice and delicious water with or without roots, it will get tired after eating for a long time. I always want to taste other flavors.

Founder Road: "No!"

"What ?!" the squirrel called out first. This little guy was the most greedy, and there was nothing delicious, which meant that he had half his life.

Fang Zheng raised his hand as a violent shudder, flipped the little thing a few times, and then laughed: "I definitely don't want ready-made food, I really want to eat it and make it myself!"

"Do it yourself? What do you do?" The red baby, squirrel, lone wolf, and monkey asked in unison, what do they don't know about the mountain? What can I do with this thing?

"Of course it's making moon cakes." Founder.

"Master, would you make moon cakes?" The red baby asked in surprise, the squirrel looked forward to it, the lone wolf began to drool again, and there was a secret smile on the corner of the monkey's mouth.

Founder held his head up and shook his head in the expectation of a few little guys: "No!"

"That ..." The little ones suddenly faced a pain.

Founder Road: "Although I can't be a teacher, can you check it online? Learn to do it together, this is today's homework!"

"Master, what about the material?" Asked Red Baby.

Founder said: "What's missing, just buy it down the mountain. Now that we have money, we will not be able to afford the money for making moon cakes."

A few little guys became happy again, one by one fighting spirit, the red baby immediately went down the mountain to pick water, the monkey went to prepare the chopping board, the lone wolf and the squirrel had nothing to do for the time being, the squirrel asked curiously: "Master, why don't we buy Ready-made? "

Fang Zheng looked at the little fat face raised by the squirrel, and a familiar picture flashed in his mind.

Founder, who was just five years old, reached the table with his feet on his feet, watching a Zen master there, and asked curiously, "Master, why don't we buy ready-made? I like a lot of children who buy ready-made What about it. "

A touch of helplessness flashed in the eyes of a Zen master, then he patted Founder ’s head and said, “Founder, remember, you may not make the best in the world, but only your own hands can make a home. The taste is best for your taste. "

Founder looked blank, he couldn't understand.

After so many years, Founder thought again, and he suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence. Fang Zheng looked down at his hands and smiled, "Because this is the taste of home, I can't buy it outside."

Squirrel stunned, look at the lone wolf, the lone wolf is also a face of aggression, do not understand! Isn't it because of poverty?