MTL - The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism-Chapter 1168 Leisurely

"Mr. Chen!" The county magistrate was startled, and Chen Fan was also in the forty-nine city. If something had happened, it would be terrible!

The thunder was furious, and all the temples were to be followed! He couldn't figure it out. How could this pure courage be so bold? Damn, the sky is falling down, I guess he will be killed first!

As a result, the county chief of Qi County ran out and saw that Mr. Chen was sitting outside of Yizhi Temple in a fart, and was in a daze.

The Qixian long-distance runner ran over and asked with concern: "Mr. Chen, are you all right?"

Chen Fan's identity was kept secret, and the county magistrate was not good enough to call an official, so he had to call him by appointment.

However, what surprised Qi County Mayor was that instead of being angry, Chen Fan was thrown out, instead he gave himself two mouths and said, "Hey, I don't have a long memory! I want to bribe a little mage ... Good fall! I woke up! "

After speaking, Chen Fan got up and left.

The county magistrate hurried to catch up and said, "Mr. Chen, Founder is presiding over the young and vigorous, and the little Master Jingxin is still a child ..."

Chen Fan smiled bitterly: "Master Qi County, I know you protect the calf, but do you think that I am qualified to get angry in this matter? This task is considered a failure, don't blame them, blame me. I have to go back It's back ... I hope it won't be too miserable. "

When the county magistrate heard this, he was relieved. Songwu County finally had a cow who could handle it. He didn't want to die.

Wang Yougui kept silent, because he always felt that he was the founder's group, and it was impossible to help Chen Fan to pit the founder.

But after Chen Fan said this, he suddenly felt that Chen Fan was actually pretty good. It would be a little too much to go back and get punished because of this.

So Wang Yougui asked: "Mr. Chen, what are you doing to find the Founder?"

Chen Fan smiled wryly and shook his head: "You can't say, you can't say ..."

After that, Chen Fan left.

Fang Zheng originally thought that he would continue to be harassed by him, but after waiting a few days, he found that he was thinking too much. The head of Qi County went back and continued his efforts. Wang Yougui organized people to take good care of tourists every day, and at the same time forbid anyone to increase prices or anything. The disciples of Yizhi Temple were busy with their affairs every day. For a while, Founder was idle. Come down.

Sitting in the backyard bored and looking up at the sky, Founder once again said with emotion: "The temple is still small, otherwise it is not convenient to go out, I can go around. Hey ..."

Finally, Founder yawned, and in boredom, Founder had a clever idea and called the red baby back.

"Master, what are you doing?" Asked Red Baby.

Founder chuckled and laughed, "It's okay. Seeing you are so tired. You should rest first and help you take care of the temple for you."

Red baby froze, Founder helped to take care of the temple?咋 Take care?

Confused, Fang Zheng displayed a dream of yellow beams. The next moment, he turned into a red baby, smiled slightly, and went out.

The red baby grinned, shaking his head and said, "That's the case, it's rare to relax, go online, and sleep."

No matter what the red baby was doing in the backyard, Founder glanced at the table, and the brain-striped fish that was thrown with money was salted fish with money. Then he sat in front of the salted fish and put a small table in front of him. There is a teapot on it. The tea is the ancient tree tea from the mountain. This is Jihan's gift to Fangzheng. Fangzheng is not the one who keeps good things for the guests. Therefore, he drinks it for the first time.

There was a futon on the ground, and he just sat there.

Drinking tea, watching the pilgrims coming and going, and listening to the topic of quiet discussion from time to time, Founder felt that this life is interesting.

When Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes, drank tea, and listened to the story, the audience suddenly became fascinated, and suddenly there was a shadow in front of him!

This man is very tall, going to that one is like a hill!

Founder froze, looked up, and sat opposite a brave man! The man had an inch on his head, a moustache on his chin, and his eyes became fat. Sit down there, as if there are two big characters written on top of your head-funny!

However, Founder did not smile, but folded his hands together, and met the other party with a ritual, saying, "Amitabha, the donor, is there anything wrong?"

"Little monk, you all said that the monks in the temple have deep Buddhist dharma. Look, can you help me with my doubts?" The strong man asked.

Founder nodded and said, "The poor monk is a sparse learner. If the donor doesn't dislike it, you can ask a question. But if the poor monk can't answer, the donor is not surprised."

The strong man heard the words and smiled immediately: "You are honest, OK, then I ask."

Founder smiled and nodded.

The strong man's smile gradually converged, and asked, "Little ... um ... Master, master, in fact, I don't believe in Buddha. I came with a friend, and he went to burn incense in it. I have nothing to do, see you Sitting here drinking tea, just come here and sit curiously. By the way, ask some questions, don't blame. "

Founder did not expect this strong man to be very funny, but he was pretty good, not pretending, not acting, and being rational.

So Founder nodded and said, "The donor is just asking."

Zhuanghan said: "Actually, I haven't been able to figure it out. You said that good people have to go through 1989 to become a Buddha. Why do bad people lay down a butcher knife to become a Buddha? In this way, the Buddha is too partial to the evil ones If so, to become a Buddha, wouldn't it be to be a wicked person first, and then put down the butcher knife, wouldn't it be a quicker step? "

Founder heard the words, shook his head with a smile, he answered this question. The first answer was to seem to be the filthy queen Zhu Lin, who later said it alone.

But this time, Founder wasn't going to explain it anymore, but smiled: "The donor, since it's boring, let the poor monk tell a story to the donor."

The other person froze and said in their hearts: instead of answering me, you tell me a story? What's going on?

However, the strong man does not seem to continue to find it difficult to find the Founder. Since he can't answer it, listen to the story. Anyway, it's all boring.

So the strong man nodded, then his small eyes were aimed at the teapot and cup in front of Fang, as if to say, "Look, I have been sitting here for a long time. Should you, as the host, give me a cup too? Speak about civilization and understand politeness , Understand? "

Founder returned to the strong man with a smile, then held up the teapot, poured a cup of tea in his eyes, and drank it himself! Then in the strong face of the strong man, he said faintly, "It's very cold, drink something warm, and it's really comfortable."

The strong man heard the words, his face was dark, if not forbearance, it is estimated that there is an urge to lift the table.

Fang Zheng also ignored him and continued: "In the past, a young monk saw an ant's nest on the mountain. The young monk thought it was fun and brought water to fill the ant's hole. As a result, the ants were all dead. That cries. "