The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Founder directly took out Song Xianhe's 10,000 yuan from a pile of money, and handed it to Song Xianhe: "Amitabha, this money is too heavy for the poor monk to accept. The donor should take it back. As for Ling Zun's illness, please bring him up the mountain. If he can heal the poor monk, he will naturally take it. If not, take Ling Zun up the mountain to play.

When Song Xianhe heard it, he suddenly hesitated. He traveled all over the country and visited countless temples. He hasn't seen any monk who would take the money from the merit box and return it! But after a moment, it was a humiliated anger, frowning: "Fang Zheng host, what does this mean? What makes my money strong?"

Fang Zheng looked at the angry Song Xianhe and said indifferently: "The donor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turning back to the shore."

When Song Xianhe heard this, he felt uncomfortable for a while, especially his wolf-like eyes, which had been unfavorable in the past. When he looked at the past, he pressed the other half of his head. But this time is different. No matter how hard he tries to make his eyes more fierce, in the face of Founder's pair of eyes like the stars and the sea, he can't stir the slightest waves.

Song Xianhe said: "Fang Zheng is in charge. Why should a monk go round and round? Let me just say something."

As soon as Fang Zheng heard, the child really did not see the coffin and did not cry. In that case, Fang Zheng did not go around, and said directly: "Donor, the source of this money is not bright and bright, and it is stained with too many sins. This The poor monks cannot collect the money, nor can they. "

Hearing this, Song Xian and his forehead burst into cold sweat on his forehead, and stared at Fang Zheng fiercely. What the original Founder said, he thought it was the Fang who was making trouble, so he kept asking. As a result, Founder even said such a word, and immediately made him feel a creepy feeling!

He was sure he was the first time to climb Yizhishan and the first time he saw Founder, how did he know that his money was not coming clean?

If Founder really knew what he was doing ... When I thought of what he had done, I could not help but have a chill in my heart, and hummed coldly: "You monk can really make mystery false. I don't understand what you are saying. Pretending to be stupid, this disease is dead! "

After talking about Song Xianhe, he turned and left. I don't know why, he was not afraid of life and death, but he felt a sense of fear in the face of this monk! As if this monk saw everything through him at a glance ...

"Master, let him go like this?" The monkey asked puzzledly.

Founder shook his head and said, "Otherwise? Although the poor monk knows that he is not a good person, he needs evidence to arrest someone. Do you have any evidence?"

Monkey dumb, evidence? Where can he find evidence?

Fang Zheng patted the surface of Tianlong Pond and whispered, "Stare at him, see where he went, and tell the poor monk."

The salty fish at the bottom of the water immediately nodded and followed.

Although Song Xianhe went down the mountain, he still felt a kind of furry feeling in his heart, thinking constantly: What exactly does the monk know? Should n’t know anything else, otherwise the police would have been long ago and would have let me down the mountain? It should be like this ... It was my guilty conscience, it must be so.

Thinking of this, Song Xianhe exhaled a long spit, and his pace was much faster. After a while, when I got down to the mountain, I went out of the village, came to a RV, opened the door, and there was an old man lying there, with doctors and nurses on his side.

The doctor and nurse saw Song Xianhe and saw Li at the same time.

Song Xianhe thought about it and said to the bald man standing outside: "Boss, you are ready to go down and take Dad uphill in a while."

"Founder promised to see my dad? Didn't he say no to ... keke, it seems he just said it, haha." Bald smiled.

At this time, the flat-headed man sitting in the co-driver's cab leaned out and smiled: "What is a good person? What is a bad person? Everyone has a different definition of this thing, our brothers are just for life ... Right, brother ? "

"Okay, you're just talking nonsense. Founder didn't say he would help his dad to cure the disease, but just asked me to take my dad to see if he could cure it." Song Xian said peacefully.

"Grass, he doesn't know if it can be cured, let us carry people up? He doesn't know how high the mountain is? Brother, do you have less money?" The old man said with a sullen expression on his face.

"Where are you so much nonsense? Move people!" Song Xianhe scolded, the third man smiled, jumped into the car, cooperated with the doctor and Song Xianhe, lifted the old man down.

These three people moved very fast, and went straight to the top without looking at other doctors. Seeing this, other doctors frowned, this is not to believe them! Someone wanted to go up and ask, see the situation, and was frightened by the fierce look of the third child.

Soon, the three men carried the old man to the gate of Yizhi Temple.

Founder saw Song Xianhe coming back, it was also a moment, he said so clearly before, this guy even dared to come back, this is a letter but he sees things, or the art master is bold, I am not afraid that Founder will accept it Got him?

At this time, the monkey whispered, "Any kind of son has a kind of father. Sons are not good people, and being a father is definitely not a good bird."

Fang Zheng raised his hand and gave him a violent shout, reprimanding him: "I have told you how many times, and I haven't figured it out. Don't draw a conclusion easily."

After speaking, Founder opened his eyes to look at the old man. As a result, Founder made a subconscious snoring.

"Founder, what's wrong?" Song Xianhe approached and asked.

Founder shook his head and said, "It's all right, is he really your father?"

The reason why Founder asked this is because the old man had golden merit all over his body! Only a little black gas flows under the golden light. This is exactly the opposite of Song Xianhe's illusory heavy merit, so Fang Zheng subconsciously asked this question.

At the same time, the Founder also glanced at the second and third children. The bodies of these two people were also black and black, but there was golden light flashing inside, just like Song Xian and Yi.

Hearing Fangzheng asking this, the youngest was unhappy, and said angrily, "Monk, what are you talking about? This is not our Lao Tzu, is it your Lao Tzu?"

"Boss!" Song Xianhe didn't wait for the Founder to respond and immediately shouted loudly.

The third child seemed very afraid of Song Xianhe, and he shut up immediately, but still looked at Fang Zheng with some dissatisfaction.

Founder was not angry. Although the third child's words were not heard, the concerns in the words were very clear. Obviously, the affection of father and son has a very important position in his heart, and no one is allowed to doubt it.

Founder folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk just said something wrong, sorry."

Hearing the Founder's apology, the youngest man apparently froze for a moment, and touched his bald head and said, "I can't stand the kind of people like you. I just said it badly, don't mind."

Founder nodded slightly, and ignored the rough man.