Chapter 62 Diamond Sutra【For Collection】
"Is it a dream?" Fang Zheng asked nervously, but the system didn't answer, so he couldn't be sure. He has a feeling that he seems to have learned something, but also seems to have learned nothing. This feeling is very mysterious, and he can't explain it clearly.
"Woooo..." Lone Wolf cried out worriedly when he saw that Fangzheng had woken up.
Fangzheng waved his hand and said, "It's okay, don't worry, it's fine, it's getting late, go to bed."
After speaking, Fangzheng turned over and continued to sleep.
This night, it snowed heavily, and it was also the first snow since the beginning of winter...
It was slightly bright, Fangzheng stretched his waist and sat up, feeling refreshed and extremely comfortable all over his body!
After walking out, there was a gust of cold wind blowing head-on, mixed with the smell of snowflakes, refreshing and refreshing, very refreshing!
Squinting and looking into the yard, the whole yard is covered with white snowflakes, and the feeling of winter entering overnight is very novel. There are tree hangings on the trees, thick snow piled on the roof, and the creaking sound of walking in the yard sounds extraordinarily comfortable.
But soon, Fangzheng became worried. There must be no way to pile up snow in the yard. It is difficult for people to walk, so it must be swept clean. So Fangzheng found a worn-out big broom and started to work, while Lone Wolf used his nose to push back and forth on the ground, dragging out long snow marks. In the end, he got rid of only a little snow on the tip of his nose. But it's work...
Fangzheng couldn't bear to see it like that, so he tied a wooden plank to his chest. In this way, as soon as the lone wolf left, he could move around and shovel snow, greatly increasing his efficiency...
Lone Wolf gave Fangzheng a sad look. He was really just playing with the snow. As for squeezing labor like this?
Fang Zheng didn't care about him, he simply cleared a way to get in and out of the meditation room to the bathroom and kitchen, and then hurriedly cooked.
Eating and sweeping snow have become his main tasks today. I have been busy for more than an hour to pile up the snow in the backyard, and I am very playful. I made a big snowman from the snow pile, made two eyes on it with clods, inserted wooden sticks, and a two-meter-high snowman People appeared.
Fangzheng swept out a path in the front yard, and kept the rest of Fangzheng for use.
After tidying up the Buddhist hall, Fangzheng became idle again, snapped his fingers, and said with a smile: "It is said that the Longfo script can suppress the heavens, and I don't know what kind of text I will write now."
After Fangzheng finished speaking, he brought a wooden stick, stood in front of the snow, took a deep breath, used the stick as a pen, and used the earth as paper to start writing!
Holding his breath and concentrating, Fangzheng instantly entered a state of ecstasy, holding the wooden stick and not writing for a long time, as if he was brewing something...
"This is One Finger Temple? Monkey, are you sure you didn't lie to me? This is really killing me!" A middle-aged man climbed up the mountain out of breath, and sat down on the ground, dying.
The monkey next to him was also sweating profusely from exhaustion, and said with a wry smile; "Cheat you? What's the benefit of lying to you? Let me tell you, when I see the master later, please give me peace of mind. He saved my life, you If you are disrespectful, don't blame me for serving you with a big slap."
"All right, all right, stop talking nonsense, I'm here for the news this time. Monkey, do you think the rumors are true? Then Han Xiaoguo really surrendered himself under the persuasion of the monk here? This monk is better than the police? "The middle-aged man said.
The monkey said: "Hmph, Old Wu, this means that you know me. If someone asks me, I will definitely not tell you. Others don't believe it, but I believe it! Fatty also believes it!"
"Yeah, I'll know as soon as I see myself. Let's go..." Lao Wu got up and walked towards the temple with the monkey.
Fangzheng didn’t sweep the road outside the temple. It’s good that there’s no snow on the mountain. Once it snows, it’s snowing heavily. The snow is very thick. When two people step down, their calves are buried. It’s difficult to move to the temple step by step. At the door, the two were so tired that they were about to collapse.
Fortunately, the snow at the door was swept away by Fangzheng. The two of them pulled out their legs from the snow shell and landed on the flat ground. At that moment, they felt as if they were about to fly! Easy and cool!
"Not to mention, although this temple is not big, it has a special charm when it falls on this lonely mountain. Every plant and tree is quite organized, as if blending into nature, which is really good." Lao Wu is a professional photojournalist , can be more aesthetic than monkeys and others. At a glance, you can see the extraordinaryness of the temple.
The monkey was confused, but he was sure of one thing, the temple looked really comfortable, and it didn't give people a sense of abruptness of artificial buildings.
The gate of the temple was open, and as soon as the two entered, they saw Fang Zheng standing in the snow shell with a wooden stick.
Just as Lao Wu was about to speak, the monkey immediately covered Lao Wu's mouth to signal silence. Monkey has always believed that Fang is a hidden extraterrestrial expert with world-class martial arts and incomparably mysterious. Now that Fang Zheng is in a trance, he instinctively thinks that something big is going to happen.
Old Wu is also someone who has seen the world. Seeing Fangzheng standing there like a statue, with the wooden stick in his hand like a brush, he immediately understood what was going on. He took out his camera and took a close-up of Fangzheng first!
In the close-up, Fangzheng is dressed in white clothes that win the snow, and his airy, free and easy, dusty temperament jumps out, and Fangzheng's focused eyes touch the heartstrings of Old Wu. Great article! I just don’t know how good he is... But judging by his age, he is less than twenty years old. At this age, I am afraid that he is not hot enough and has insufficient background. However, if he maintains this seriousness, the future will be really good. Hard to say."
At this moment, Fangzheng moved!
At that moment, Monkey and Old Wu seemed to see a dragon appearing on the snow, and the wooden stick in Fangzheng's hand was like a real brush, writing vigorously on the canvas of the earth, the brush flew away, and the snow splashed! The speed is extremely fast, but it implies a certain rhythm! Snowflakes fly without messing up the canvas!
What's even more amazing is that Fang Zheng obviously stepped on the snow, but the footprints left behind naturally became part of the characters! Make this word more perfect! Did not destroy the integrity of the word!
"This... this... the wooden stick is the pen, and the feet are also the pen! Three pens fall at the same time, writing a word, complementing each other, like a dragon and a snake galloping..." Old Wu's eyes almost popped out, and the camera clicked subconsciously. Press it with a click, and shoot wildly!
The monkey doesn't know how to read. As a layman, he only watched the excitement. He only felt that Fang Zheng's steps were like flying, his body was as vigorous as a dragon, his clothes were flying, and the Buddha's light was shining brightly, and he had a strong sense of martial arts rushing towards him! His face flushed with excitement! He knows, this is what he wants, this is what he is chasing!
However, Fangzheng didn't know that a guest had arrived. At this moment, all his energy and energy were highly concentrated, and there was only one volume of scriptures in his mind! This is the full text of the "Diamond Sutra" he searched on the Internet!
"That's what I heard. At one time, the Buddha was in the country of Sravasti. Only the tree was given to the Lonely Garden. With the great bhikkhus. There are two hundred and fifty people. At that time, the World Honored One. During the meal. Wearing a robe and holding a bowl..." Fangzheng was just a wooden tree at first. Using the stick as a pen, and then using your feet to assist, in the end the whole person seems to have become a pen, quickly writing passages of scriptures on the canvas between heaven and earth!