The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Founder once again made the sledge, put on the very reluctant lone wolf, drove all the way, Yu! Oh! In the sound, the wolf pulled the sledge.

At night, Founder opened WeChat again, chatted casually with Fang Yunjing, Ma Juan, and Zhao Da, and fell asleep.

There was no speech overnight, and the next day, Founder continued his daily routine, eating and cleaning the Buddhist temple, but he was at ease.

But soon, this tranquility was interrupted by footsteps. When Founder looked up, his eyebrows suddenly frowned, and Li Fengxian came again!

"Little monk, I'm here again." Li Fengxian immediately smiled when she saw Fang Zheng.

The Founder stood up and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the female donor, is today a ritual Buddha, or is there something else?"

Li Fengxian shook his head and said, "To thank the Master for saving his life today."

Where would the Founder believe, if the real life-saving grace, the system rewarded him, and thanked the woman for coming to the door. Founder shook his head and said, "The poor monk just does it arbitrarily.

Li Fengxian said: "That wouldn't work. Yesterday, if you hadn't asked someone to send me down the mountain, my old guilty of crime would be terrible. So, anyway, today, I have to thank you personally."

Founder Road: "Amitabha, the donor has spoken heavily."

"You little monk, why are you so unhappy? So you are not curious, what do I thank you for?" Li Fengxian turned her eyes, her eyes seemed to be able to talk, that means, she thought she was a man and should understand him I mean!

Fang Zheng only saw Li Fengxian's eyes beating, as if a generator was installed in it, and all the lights hit him, making his heart beat faster. Founder shook his head: "It's just fate, gains and losses, poor monks don't pay much attention to it." But in his heart he said, "You can't be tired if you don't just practice it? If you want to give money, what are you doing? He's dead. "

"You monk, why don't you understand the customs so much? Or guess?" Li Fengxian asked with a peach in his face.

Fang Zheng immediately gave her a clean back of her head, turned and walked away, and said, "The Sajia Temple has not been cleaned yet. A lot of things are waiting. How can you work hard and guess ..." The mouth said: "The donor Slowly guess that the poor monk has something to do and leave first. "

"You ... little monk, stand still!" Exclaimed Li Fengxian anxiously.

Founder turned back and asked, "Is there anything wrong with the female donor?"

"Little monk, I heard that this temple is very convincing." Li Fengxian asked.

Founder nodded and said: "Any temple has spiritual experience, sincerity is spiritual. But this temple only gives the child Guanyin. If you ask for a child, you will have incense in it and pray sincerely.

Li Fengxian was speechless for a while, and she wanted to pass the Buddha or something, Lara was almost. As a result, there was only one Guanyin in the room. What did she go in? She doesn't want children ...

But Li Fengxian immediately said: "Little monk, let me tell you the truth, I have encountered a big problem in my life, and I want to ask you to explain it to me. What do you think?"

Fang Zheng shook his head decisively. He was puzzled by himself, and also gave others a doubt? Isn't this funny? So Founder said: "The poor monk is still very short in practice, I'm afraid he can't help the donor. If it's all right, the poor monk will go first."

"Wait, what are you in a hurry? I haven't said anything yet, how do you know that you can't help me? As the so-called onlookers are clear, maybe you can? Do you really want me to continue to be sad, and finally go to a dead end? Speaking of desperation, Li Fengxian secretly slaps himself on the lower back, and suddenly bursts into tears. I see pity.

Founder didn't know that Li Fengxian was using bitter meat to make people cry, so listen to it.

So Fangzheng and Li Fengxian sat down again, but what made Li Fengxian depressed was that the poor in this temple could only sit on stones, which was really depressing. It was cold for a day yesterday, and today it has to be cold, unhappy!

Li Fengxian said: "Little monk, I'm miserable ..." Then look at Founder.

The Founder was motionless.

Li Fengxian continued: "Hey, me, I lost my mother since I was a child. My father sold me. You can't imagine that when I was ten years old, my dad took me to say that he was going to the market. In the small street, I was sold! I still clearly remember that my crying voice was dumb at that time, and I kept begging him not to sell me. I cried ... cry ...

Later, I was dizzy. In my dreams, I saw my father came back and took me home. At that time, I didn't really hate him, but I was very happy.

But when I woke up, I found out that this was not the case and I was sold! I was really sold! Sold by my biological father!

The person who bought me was a single old man in the city ... Fortunately, the old man didn't plan to support me as a child. But when I raised my daughter, the days after me were not too bad. I didn't go to school and I didn't wear new clothes.

When I was fourteen years old, the old man had a serious illness, and after all the money in the family was spent, he left.

I buried him, and then ... I walked down the street alone. I don't know where to go. Later, I met a nobleman in my life. Although she was not a good person, she taught me how to survive as a woman.

I survived using the methods she taught. Although it was a bit humiliating and looked down upon, I survived.

Little monk, let me tell you the truth, I lied to you, I'm not a doctor. I'm ... forget it, I didn't say it myself.

I know, you are clean, I am dirty, you look down on me. I didn't expect you to look at me, anyway, no one in the world looked at me ... I looked down on myself. But I'm going to live ... until one day, I see that ruthless guy again, and give him a middle finger! Tell him by action, without him, I can still live! "

Speaking of this, Li Fengxian was stunned. She didn't originally plan to say this. The story that had been compiled long ago was useless. But she looked calm and smiled in front of her, as if she was a spotless monk, and there was no peace in her heart. Some impetuousness in my heart suddenly disappeared ... thinking about my past life, sadness came from my heart, and tears fell down.

Fang Zheng sighed and announced the Buddha's title: "Take a handkerchief out of the sleeve and hand it over."

"Handkerchief?" Li Fengxian stunned. Will anyone still use handkerchiefs in this era?

Founder said: "This is the only thing left by the poor monk's parents to the poor monk. The poor monk didn't even know who his parents were. He was raised by an old monk in this monastery from a young age. The poor monk knows that the reason why the tree is taller than the grass is because he longs for the sun. The reason why the flower is more beautiful than the grass is because he wants to be more beautiful and let more people appreciate himself. The poor monk has never been to anything Learn, this is what my master said, or my father said. Today, I give it to you. "

PS: Thanks to the new leader [Northern Dog] for the reward. Add one more today and issue it at 6 o'clock.