The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

The story takes place in a parallel world ...

In the autumn in the north, the sky is high, the clouds are white, the birds are flying south, and the breeze is blowing the golden leaves, which is a beautiful autumn!

However, some people don't think so.

In the southwest corner of Gulin City, there is a mountain, which is an extension of the Changbai Mountain range, called the Tongtian Mountains, and the Tongtian Mountains has a unicorn mountain, named Yizhi Mountain. The mountains are not high, but they can see Tianchi from a distance, but unfortunately they cannot see the water. There is a temple on the mountain called Yizhi Temple! The temple is only two forwards and backwards. The front is the temple, the back is the zen room, and it is also where the monks live ... Ahem, to be precise, it is the place where Xiaosha Mi Fangzheng lives, because the whole temple is only him.

Just yesterday, the one-finger temple and one-finger Zen master went to Hexi. The already ruined and almost broken temple was even more desolate now.

There is a linden tree in the courtyard of the temple. This is a local tyrant who had an ambitious vision and was transported all the way from the southern country. The linden tree was planted, but the tyrant hanged. The original expansion of the temple was lost, and there is no more.

Although the linden tree was planted, the northern climate was cold and it froze to death that year. Now there are only dry trunks left, and Founder thinks more than once, and after a few years, he can chop firewood ...

At this moment, Founder is standing under the bodhi tree, holding a document in his hand, his eyes full of resentment, looking up at the sky, and proclaiming a Buddhist slogan: "Amitabha, it's really a dog, I just want to return to vulgar At this time, what do you do with such a broken instrument? Is it because of this broken instrument that I have to be the host of this broken temple? There is no money in this broken temple, no one, no incense, except for windy drinks. Wind, rain and drink, and the green wind and rain pipe full, I really do not see any benefit!

Hey ... I just want to be an ordinary person in a safe and secure way, get married and have children, and then go into the soil to be safe. Is that so difficult? There was an old monk who had difficulty raising me, so I put up with it. Now that the old monk is gone, am I still dying in this ruined temple? NO! Absolutely not! "

After that, Founder put the paper group into a ball and threw it into the tree hole.

Then returned to the room, picked up the luggage roll, and was ready to leave!

However, when he came to the gate of Yizhi Temple, he stopped and looked back at the shabby sign of Yizhi Temple. He couldn't help thinking of the old monk who raised him from a young age to a Zen master. One-finger Zen Master is called one-finger Zen Master because he has only one finger. What can one finger do? Most people are afraid that they can't do anything, but a one-finger Zen master can open a field and grow vegetables by himself, then rely on the money of selling fate and selling vegetables to send Founder to school, and successfully finish high school.

At this gate, Fang Zheng was sent down by a finger to learn.

It is also at this door that every time Founder returns, he will see a Zen master standing at the door waiting for him.

Just year after year, day after day, Founder is getting higher and higher, but the one-finger Zen Master is getting shorter, the hump is getting worse, and rheumatism is coming to the door, but Founder has never seen one The Zen master had been suffering, and he always smiled. In his words: Watching Fang Zheng grow up healthily every day, he pointed to someone in the temple, he was happy, and he was satisfied.

Listening to this, Fangzheng was sore every time, saying in his heart: This monk is nothing like a master! Shouldn't the master utter the Zen language, which is thought-provoking?

Unfortunately, the tuition in high school is too expensive, and the one-finger Zen master's body is gradually dying. So Founder returned to the mountain, accompanied by a finger master. Unfortunately, the one-finger Zen master has never allowed him to go down to the ground, and only allowed him to read the Buddhist scriptures, learn the Dharma, cook, pick water, and so on.

In three years, the one-finger Zen master still left.

Founder has also been in high school for three years, and his peers are estimated to be in their senior year, and he is still stuck in this spot. In this regard, Founder was full of resentment, and more than once told a Zen master to find work in the mountains, live a normal life, and do not want to suffer anymore.

However, every time I saw the painful expression of a Zen master, Founder couldn't bear to say any more.

Fang Zheng always felt that he was the monkey monkey, and a finger Zen master was a hoop curse, set on his head, making him never free. But when the one-finger Zen master really left, he suddenly found that he was wrong! The one-finger Zen master is not a hoop curse, but his closest person! Father, mother, everything!

So he wept, kneeling and crying for a day in front of the tomb of Zen Master, and even crying for seven days after returning to the mountain!

The first six days were really sad, the next day was hungry ...

Fortunately, on the seventh day, the government staff came, sent me the rice noodles, and left this paper document, directly to Founder from Sha Mi to the abbot! Although the temple is not under the government's control and promotion is not under the government's control, such a paper document is also somewhat useful. At least from now on, Founder has become a person with a house and a land.

However, Founder did not intend to continue to be a monk. He just wanted to return to the vulgar, marry a wife and have children, and live a happy life! He doesn't want to be poor anymore!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng turned his head, looked at the Guanyin in the Buddhist temple, and yelled, "Why? Why do we have to be poor because we worship you? Lord isn't there! Don't do it! Let's go!"

"Ding!" At that moment, a crisp sound rang in Fang Zheng's mind, and Fang Zheng was startled and shouted; "Who?"

"Congratulations, host, to meet the requirements of the Buddha's system to open, and successfully own a temple. From now on, you will enjoy the protection of the heavens and blessings from all walks of life."

"What the hell?" Founder only looked around when no one was doing it!

I've gone through it, and I only have a mobile phone. It's still Nokia many years ago. It's okay to take a call. It's OK to smash a walnut. There are only two music. If there is an Internet, I can barely open some small applications. ...... On the mountain there was a network cable led by the government, but it was broken down after years of disrepair. Without internet, such a thing obviously cannot say such a high level of words!

The rest, and modernization are indifferent, and it is impossible to make a sound.

"Ding! Answer the host, I am the Buddha system, you are the one chosen by the Buddha."

"System? Buddha system?" Fang Zheng suddenly realized something and called, "Golden Finger?"

"You can understand that."

"Then what can you bring me?" Fang Zheng asked, and then smiled bitterly: "Come on, don't say it, I'm going down the hill to be a vulgar person, what kind of Buddha ..."

"Ronghua rich, woman!"

"I think I'll think about it. I still have Huigen, at least I said it with my dad." Fang Zheng changed his words immediately.

"Nothing!" Said the system slowly.

"I'm from NMGB, are you playing me? Don't play, go down the mountain!" Fang Zheng picked up his luggage and left.

The voice of the system sounded again: "But I can assist you to become the respected host and master in this world, and turn the one-finger temple into the largest temple in the world!"