Chapter 1064

So for the future of One Finger Temple, Fangzheng could only encourage a few disciples to stand up...

As a result, at this moment, Xianyu ran in and said angrily, "I can't stand it anymore! These guys are all salted fish hands! Damn, when they saw my old man, they didn't bow or kowtow, It's fine if I don't give lucky money, but I still come up and fumble around! What's more, someone stuffed coins into my mouth! Do you really think I'm a longevity bastard?" While talking, he spat out a shiny silver coin!

When Fangzheng heard this, his eyes rolled, and he immediately smiled...

On the other hand, Xianyu shuddered, feeling a bad premonition, and quickly turned around and said, "Forget it, the backyard is too deserted, I'm not used to it, I'll go to the front yard for a walk..."

"Wait!" Fangzheng suddenly shouted.

Xianyu ran away.

Fangzheng yelled: "Jingxin, catch him!"

Ten minutes later, in Yizhi Temple, under the bodhi tree, there was an extra table. On the table, sat a salted fish. The tail of the salted fish was crossed like a human, and its fins were made into palms like a human. Around him, he and the bodhi tree were surrounded by cold bamboos in a big circle.

Xianyu was not idle either, he folded his palms together and muttered something, as if it was scriptures. Anyway, no matter how close you are to him, you just can't hear what he is saying.

However, if someone can understand, they will definitely hear this sentence: "Smelly monk, dead monk, bastard monk, bastard monk..."

Similarly, there is a large piece of paper hanging under the altar, with a few large characters written on it: "Salted fish are playing around, throwing money and worshiping are useless!"

In the backyard, the squirrel poked its head out, looked at the bodhi tree, and said to Fang Zheng in a low voice: "Master, how do you write that kind of character? If it is like what Xianyu said, it should be written: The god fish came to the world and will respond to requests. I guess Can charge a lot more incense money!"

Fangzheng snorted, "Is the poor monk that kind of person? Lying? Humph, the poor monk is disdainful this time!"

The squirrel clicked and said, "Then why are you doing this?"

Fangzheng chuckled and said, "Just watch quietly."

Over there, the red boy arranged everything, folded his hands together and said to everyone, "This is the salted fish protector from Yizhi Temple. He comes from Lingshan. He has heard the Tathagata Buddha lecture. There are so many pilgrims here today. He wants to pray for everyone." .This is just a blessing, don't throw money at incense, because those are useless."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard it!

From Lingshan? Have you heard the Buddha lecture?

Of course everyone didn't believe it!

But this salted fish can move like a human being, and can also chant scriptures, which is amazing enough! Ever since, a group of people huffed and surrounded them.

Seeing this, Hong Hai'er had countless questions in his mind, such a good opportunity, why didn't his money-grubbing master know how to seize it and charge more money?

After Hong Hai'er turned around, he only took a few steps when he heard a ding sound behind him, as if a metal object had landed on something hard! Hong Hai'er looked back, but the human wall was closed, so he couldn't see anything.

I only heard someone say: "People have said that throwing money is useless, so you still throw coins?"

"Who said it's useless? We put the bastards there for more than ten years, and we all threw coins. This is a talking fish! Do you think it's useful?"

"It makes sense!"

"Throw!"

"I throw it too!"

For a while, there was only a jingling sound, and the red boy was curious, there was no metal object there, how could it make such a sound? With a slight jump, he flew into the air, and finally saw the scene inside. Seeing this, Hong Haier almost laughed out loud!

I saw people throwing coins at the salted fish, making clinking sounds as they hit the scales. There were also various coins, big and small, flying all over the sky, like snowflakes! A moment ago, Xianyu was sitting alone on the table, but at this moment, there was already a pile of money on the table! There was even a red banknote on the salted fish's head, which looked quite festive from this angle.

When Xianyu saw Honghaier, he rolled his eyes at him, then blew on his beard, and continued to chant: "Dead monk, smelly monk, bastard monk, bad apprentice..."

Hearing these words, Hong Haier didn't take it seriously, but subconsciously looked towards the back door. Sure enough, there was a bald man looking at this side furtively. Seeing everyone throwing money, he grinned and returned it.

Hong Haier hurried over, and as soon as he entered, he closed the back door and asked, "Master, are these guys crazy? They say it's useless, why are you still throwing money?"

Squirrel also wondered: "Master, are these people burning too much money? Or don't they know how to read?"

Lone Wolf said solemnly: "How many times have I said it, Master, don't write your words consecutively. It looks good, but it affects reading."

The monkey glanced at the lone wolf and said, "Elder brother, you can't recognize many characters even if you write stroke by stroke."

Lone Wolf immediately gave him a fierce look...

Fangzheng didn't bother to talk to these two treasures, but explained to Squirrel and Red Boy: "This is the weakness of human nature. Everyone knows that greed is the original sin, but everyone can't refuse greed. It's not just Yizhi Temple, go to other places." Go to temples and scenic spots, and you will find that everyone is really keen to throw money. It seems that the Buddha will bless them if they throw money...

Don't even think about it, behind the salted fish is the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas. They don't enter the hall to pray for Buddha, but throw money at the fish there... Isn't this a typical way of buying a basket for a pearl? "

Squirrel said: "So Master took advantage of this and tricked them?"

"What are you talking about? Master is teaching them." Monkey said.

Fangzheng smiled, shook his head and said, "We don't need this money, so let's donate it sometime."

"Um, Master, when did you change your gender?" Lone Wolf asked in surprise.

Fangzheng said: "As a teacher, I like money, but the money comes in an upright way. This is called stealing."

"Eh... so, the money is not ours in the end?" Hong Boy asked bitterly.

Fangzheng nodded and said: "It can be said that, but the money can help more people, which is also a merit."

That's right, Fangzheng didn't intend to spend the money greedily from the very beginning, but used it for charity, so that he and the people who donated the money can get a lot of merit, which is also the best place for the money.

Knowing that the money was useless for them, the disciples were not interested. When they walked past the pile of money, their indifferent expressions, eyes like looking at waste paper, immediately made all the pilgrims who came and went admired. Endless! There are also rave reviews on the Internet, adding a lot of glory to Yizhi Temple.

This was unexpected by Fangzheng, and he called out, "What is lost is Sang Yu, and what is gained! Haha... You have earned it!"

Just when Fangzheng was in high spirits, a phone call came.