The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

The night was quiet and the moon was hanging high, and the night passed in this silence.

The next day, the sky shone slightly, the sun rose from the east, purple air came to the east, and a cold wind passed by.

Fang Zheng was awake suddenly, opened his eyes, and just saw the sun rise, crossing the horizon, the golden light bloomed for a moment! Fang Zheng only felt that something was brightening in his heart, and his body and mind revealed a light of enlightenment. Happy! Very happy!

Looking down again, the Founder was startled. What was happening?咋 So many people?

Li Xueying and others haven't woken up yet. Some people are really asleep, and some people are obsessed with listening.

Founder scratched his head and looked around. Fortunately, there were no lotuses and no major changes. He quickly pulled the ears of the Lone Wolf and took the monkey and squirrel.

Back at the temple, Founder first cleaned the Buddhist temple, then cooked a pot of crystal rice, read the news, and waited for dinner.

Outside, after Fang Zheng left, Li Xueying was awake, took a deep breath, his eyes were full of lightness, and the spirit of the whole person obviously reached the peak. Stretched a lazy waist, under the sun, the graceful figure looked particularly graceful: "Comfortable, more comfortable than deep sleep! It's so cool!"

After Li Xueying finished speaking, he turned his head and was taken aback! She was originally alone. Later, when Xiao Liu came, she also knew, but when was there so many people?

"Huh ... comfortable!"

"Ahhh ... so cool! I didn't sleep for the first time, and I was comfortable ..."

"Am I asleep, or am I listening to the scriptures? I seem to have been listening, and I seem to be asleep ..."

"me too."

"Well? Where is the monk?"

"What about Founder Master?"

The crowd came back to God and started to look for people. Sure enough, the monk who was sitting in front was gone.

"It must be back to the temple. No, I have to go to the monk and ask, what is the scripture, so nice?" Someone cried.

Lin Dongshi also said, "I will go too."

"Come back for me! Where to go? In the clean place of Buddha's gate, all of my brain is gone, what are you going to do? What should you do!" The director yelled, kicking these people back with a kick, and then Tied his shirt and said, "I'm going!"

The crowd suddenly smiled ...

"Xue Ying, are you together?" Director Yu asked.

Li Xueying shook his head and said, "Forget it, it is a blessing to be able to hear this scripture. It is not beautiful to chase after asking for it. The director ’s scene is almost the same today, can I start filming?"

"Eh ... you're right, then I won't go. Let's do business ..." Director Yu said, and followed.

Li Xueying looked back at the temple not far away, and then glanced at the grass on the ground. She was sure that the grass was taller than yesterday! Take out the phone, but the phone stopped recording because the memory card was full. However, Li Xueying clicked on the broadcast and watched it carefully. Although there was only one paragraph, after the quick release, Li Xueying still saw a magical scene! The grass here is really growing and growing in the Buddhist scriptures!

Li Xueying covered her mouth, her face was incredible! Squatting down, looking at the rice field, I saw that there was a bud in the rice field! In other words, the seeds that were sprinkled in yesterday not only did not freeze to death, but also grew! What's even more weird is that the water in other places is frozen, but the water in this rice field is not frozen! Reaching up and holding up, the water is a bit cold, but it is just a bit cold, not cold.

Li Xueying's eyes were full of incredible colors. With a question in her belly, Li Xueying returned to the crew. It's going to start today, she has a lot to prepare. Although there are countless doubts, it can only be packed into the stomach.

It's already afternoon in the crew. The afternoon is just a test machine, not really shooting. After getting busy, it was evening.

A large group of people came together, looking at the direction of the rice field, one by one, looking at each other.

"Why didn't the young monk come to read the scriptures?" Someone asked.

"I don't know. I forgot."

"I think the seeds are frozen to death, he gave up." Luo Li muttered.

"Frozen to death? Hey, don't you say I almost forgot. In the morning, other puddles were frozen. Then there was no ice in the paddy field? Is there a hot spring below?"

"Impossible, if there is a hot spring, you can feel it, and the fog can't be hidden in the morning." Old Tao said.

"Without a hot spring, it's just breaking the weather, that kind of child must be frozen to death." Luo Lidao.

"I didn't know if I froze to death." Lin Dongshi got up, ran to the paddy field, looked down, and suddenly came back with a ghostly expression.

"What's wrong?" Old Tao asked.

"Is it a corpse of a paddy field?" Luo Li asked.

"Well, you can't use some good adjectives? And corpses ..." Lao Tao trembled with a smile and cursed.

Lin Dongshi smiled bitterly; "Luo Li, you can change your name to Li Luo in the future."

"What do you mean ... grass! Didn't die?" Luo Li suddenly realized something, ran over unbelievably and looked at it, then came back with a stunned face, muttered in his mouth: "How could that be? Cold, not only did not die, but also sprout ... "

The others looked at each other, ran to watch, and looked at each other like ghosts.

Eventually everyone looked at Luo Li and said in unison: "Hello, Mr. Li Luo."

Luo Li rolled his eyes instantly ... everyone was surprised at this matter. As for the reason, it was only the seeds that were resistant to freezing. It was midnight, and I didn't see Founder coming to chant the scriptures, so I went back to frustration. One finger mountain regained its tranquility.

No words overnight.

The next day, when Founder was busy with the temple, he heard the mess outside and stood at the door and looked out, but a large group of villagers ran up the mountain, and they all wore ancient costumes, all dressed up by soldiers. Just looking at this standing position, one by one, babbling, giggling, looks nothing like a regular army.

Fang Zheng saw Song Ergou in the crowd at one glance, beckoned to Song Ergou, Song Ergou ran over immediately, and smiled: "Fang Zheng abbot, is there anything wrong?" By now, Song Ergou knew He was fooled by Founder at the beginning, but he also knew that it was for his good. If it hadn't been for the scam, he was still fooling around. How can it be as moist as it is now. So not only did the other party not hate him, he was even more grateful. Open mouth and closed mouth are abbots.

The Founder folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, the donor, what are you doing?"

"Group performance." When Song Ergou saw Fang Zheng didn't understand, he immediately came to a spirit. The village head, the latrine, the ability to squabble and brag immediately rose.

Founder Road: "Group performance? Are you acting?"