The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Song Yuhe looked around. There was no rope that could be used to save people, so he said, "How are you? Can you still move? You're quite a while, I'll call someone to help."

"Save me, my leg is broken, I ca n’t do anything. Also, this tree is about to break, and time is running out. Please, save me, I don't want to die ... ohh ..." The ugly man cried and cried.

Song Yuhe was also anxious, turned three laps in situ, and found nothing to save people.

At this moment, the ugly man shouted again, "The roots of this tree are quite thick, and it's no problem to stand for two people. But the middle part of the tree seems to be unable to hold on. Can you come down and send me up?"

When Song Yuhe heard it, he suddenly stopped. Take a closer look at the height of the tree. It's more than a metre, and it's not tall, but it's short and you can't reach it. Therefore, it is really a way to save the ugly man.

but……

Song Yuhe looked at the dry trunk and the deep cliffs, feeling the northwest wind whizzing around, and said to his heart: If this one accidentally falls, one hundred percent will fall to death!

Thinking of this, Song Yuhe was a little scared. Xin Xin said: The man in front of him is so ugly and so worn that he should be a tramp or ask for food. And I am one of the three sacred hands of Chinese medicine. In order to save such a person, it is worth the risk of my life?

Song Yuhe flashed countless thoughts in his heart, thought of his career, thought of his family ...

Just then, an inaudible tree break came, and the ugly man exclaimed: "It's about to break, it's about to be broken! Help! Help!"

Hearing this call for help, Song Yuhe's original chaotic thoughts exploded in an instant, and then all thoughts were gone, yelling: "Don't be afraid, I'll save you!"

While talking, Song Yuhe squatted down, stretched his feet, and prepared to save people.

Just then, Song Yuhe suddenly heard someone asking him, "You are such a famous doctor to rescue a beggar. In case the tree breaks, and you die, is it worth it? Your value is much higher than a beggar."

However, Song Yuhe didn't want to, and scolded without looking up: "I'm a doctor! Don't make nonsense without tm!"

As a result of this shout, Song Yuhe froze. Is anyone still there? No, the sound didn't come from above, but from below!

Just then, Song Yuhe heard a Buddhist horn sounding: "Amitabha, the donor is a good man with good intentions."

With the sound of the Buddha's horn, Song Yuhe only felt that his feet were being dragged by his hands, and then a great force came, and he was pushed involuntarily.

As soon as Song Yuhe was seated, he looked back and saw a monk standing on the edge of the cliff with his hands folded and looking at him with a smile!

At that moment, Song Yuhe froze, and then yelled, rushed to the edge of the cliff, looked down, and saw an old tree leaning out of the cliff, and the trunk was dry, but it didn't mean to break. There was nothing on the tree, nothing!

"What about people?" Song Yuhe sank, and said, "What about that ugly man?" Did it fall and die?

The monk on the side, folded his hands, asked, "Who is the person the donor says?"

"I was talking about the one asking for food, didn't you see? Why didn't you save him?" Song Yuhe asked.

Fang Zheng looked at Song Yuhe with a smile and didn't speak.

Song Yuhe thought that Fang was the default, and it was even more fierce, and roared: "You are still laughing, life is off, you are still laughing? How do you laugh at this time?"

After Song Yuhe roared, he looked down at the cliff, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to call the police.

Just then, the ugly man's voice rang in his ear: "Are you looking for me?"

Song Yuhe looked for a moment, turned and looked around, and saw the place where the monk was originally standing, standing ugly man!

The ugly man's face is really ugly, but when he laughs, he has a different charm.

Song Yuhe looked at the ugly man, and then looked at the ugly man's legs, and then looked around. Suddenly, his hair was a little hairy, and his lips were snoring and asked, "How did you get up? Your leg wasn't broken. What? Founder chair? "

The ugly man smiled slightly and looked up at the sky. Song Yuhe subconsciously looked up at the sky. There was nothing in the sky. Song Yuhe looked down at the ugly man, but suddenly found that the ugly man was gone, Fang Zheng appeared again, Bai Jing's face was very beautiful with a smile. Especially those eyes, as bright as the stars, and like the sea, contain everything, wisdom has a kind of peaceful power.

Looking at Fang Zheng and looking around, Song Yuhe rubbed his eyes, swallowed, and asked, "Fang Zheng host, you, and that person, you ... this ... no, are you a ghost? Song Yuhe asked incoherently.

Founder smiled: "Amitabha, donor, is this important or not?"

Song Yuhe scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "I, I'm a little scared."

Founder Dao: "The poor monk Yizhishan Yizhi Temple presided over Founder, the poor monk came to the donor, but just wanted the donor to help spread a message."

"What's the matter?" Song Yuhe looked at Fang Zheng always felt embarrassed, this means of change, but also a living person with a big change of body, this is definitely not a means of ordinary people! Even if it is magic, it requires the cooperation of scenes and props. Even if Sichuan opera changed its face, it was just a change of face.

Therefore, Song Yuhe was anxious to run, but he was also curious, curious what Fang was asking him to pass on.

Fang Zheng also ignored Song Yuhe's fear, and continued, "Three days later, the poor monks are preparing to hold a preaching meeting on this mountainside. In theory, the poor monks welcome anyone with good morals to listen."

"Er, Master, do you want to give a lecture?" Song Yuhe really felt that his brain was not enough, and he couldn't keep up with this monk's thinking style. A monk giving a lecture is not strange, but it is strange that you pull a doctor and let the doctor spread the word.

Founder nodded slightly, saying yes.

Song Yuhe asked: "Master, what ... what are you going to talk about? Who do you want to listen to? Also, you are looking for the wrong person. I am just a doctor, not a salesperson, and can help You sell tickets, pull people. "

Founder shook his head and said, "The poor monk doesn't need you to sell tickets, you just need to pass the news out."

"Well, what are you going to talk about?" Song Yuhe thought of Fang Zheng's previous move on the mountain, and the other side was disgusted. The heart said: Do you want to hype again? This monk is not over yet? Start class? What can he say? Do you talk about Buddhist scriptures?

However, in this situation, Song Yuhe was a little scared, so he asked.

Founder: "The poor monk is talking about medicine."

"Medicine?" Song Yuhe almost jumped up. He was so ashamed today because of the medical live broadcast of Fang Zheng. Do you want to do it now? He really wanted to tear the Founder! This dead monk, is the hype endless?

Ps: I recommend the good friend Sun Shuai's "Wanjie Technology System" and Liangpi's new book "Upgrade I rely on black technology". The guy who harassed me the last two days and almost drunk me, even though I want to push it, it doesn't make sense, cry ...