Chapter 112 The Miracle of a Bowl of Porridge 【For Collection】

It's a pity that there is no money left over these years. Zen Master Hongyan usually only keeps the money for repairing the temple, and the rest is either used to build roads in the village or donated. The Hongyan Temple in the Lane has not developed and grown.

In this regard, Wuming did not understand Zen Master Hongyan's approach! In his opinion, if you have money, you should expand the temple, or even relocate to a higher, bigger, and better mountain! With that money, he is sure to turn Hongyan Temple into a big temple in just a few years! Ten years to catch up with Baiyun Temple!

Wuming did not approve of Zen Master Hongyan's ascetic practice at all. In his opinion, a temple fire and a sect fire are two different things! He just wants to be famous forever, to be a master who is recognized by the world just like Master Baiyun!

Zen Master Hongyan believes that when the Dharma arrives, it will naturally arrive.

But Wu Ming believes that everything is money! As long as you have money, the temple is big enough, and the advertisements keep up, Buddhism is not a problem! He can completely package himself as a master, and his name will last forever!

Therefore, although Wu Ming respected Zen Master Hongyan on the surface, he was extremely dissatisfied in his heart. At the same time, he is also a proud and arrogant person. Now he is criticized by Zen Master Hongyan in front of everyone, and he is naturally dissatisfied. But he didn't dare to do anything to Zen Master Hongyan, so he could only vent his anger on Yizhimiao Fangzheng, who made him feel ashamed...

"Little monk, just wait, sooner or later I will make you look good!" Wu Ming's heart was ruthless, but his face was calm, as if he was listening quietly...

"Ding! Task 4 is released, and you are well-known: the coverage rate of local fame has reached 50%, and it is stable! Currently, 20% has been completed. The task is completed, and a random prize will be rewarded."

"Uh, system, didn't you achieve a little fame before? Why did you come to this task again?" If Fangzheng remembered correctly, a calligraphy competition had already made him a little famous.

"The last time it was only achieved temporarily, but after so long, One Finger Temple has been forgotten. If you don't think about it, you won't be able to maintain 20% of it. 50% is just the beginning, and maintaining it is the most difficult part. Come on, I like you."

"Hehe, you look up to me, but I don't even look up to myself. Are you still looking for someone to compete with? Forget it, it's too troublesome! Whatever you like, let it be." Fangzheng shook his head, too lazy to think about it.

After Fangzheng finished speaking, he packed up his things, finished walking the dog, returned to the monastery, washed up and went to sleep.

However, someone couldn't fall asleep, and that was Chen Jin!

"Ha ha……"

"Why is it so hot!"

"I'm hot too! But it's comfortable and full of energy, but I can't sleep!"

"My joints are hot."

"My lumbar spine is hot..."

"My heart is hot..."

"I have lung fever..."

...

Hearing the voices outside, Chen Jin tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and finally got up, cursing: "It's midnight, you guys don't sleep? Drink two bowls of Laba porridge, are you staying strong?"

"Chen Jin, if you can't sleep, come out and chat. What are you doing squatting in there? Let me tell you, that Laba porridge, tsk tsk... really delicious!" Song Ergou's voice came.

"Don't talk about it, it's just Laba porridge, how can it be any better?" Chen Jin shouted.

"Hey, you still don't believe it? If you don't believe me, you can ask everyone. There is no one who has ever drunk anything that is not good!" Song Ergou barked.

"Really! Chen Jin, Song Ergou didn't lie to you! The taste is amazing! I have grown up so much, I have never had such delicious porridge! No, what delicacies from mountains and seas are not as good as this bowl of porridge." Another person called out road.

Chen Jindao: "Crap, what delicacies have you eaten? Fishing a fish in the river is enough for you to celebrate the New Year! That boy Fangzheng, it's a problem to eat by himself, and he still eats Laba porridge? Don't talk about it!"

"Hey! Don't you believe it? If you don't believe it, let it go! Let's eat well, and you can just lie on the kang and miss your fish!" the other party shouted.

After finishing speaking, the other party stopped yelling at Chen Jin. Outside you talked to each other, discusser, why is it so hot? why?

Chen Jin tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. After tossing and turning, it was late at night, and then he fell asleep in a daze.

The next day, it was dawn.

"Hey... old man! Old man! What's going on?! Why do I feel that my body is so relaxed after sleeping?" Tan Juguo's lover, Lu Xian got up early in the morning, stood on the ground and jumped Jumping again, shouted.

Hearing this, Tan Juguo, who hadn't gotten up yet, opened his eyes, glanced at Lu Xian, and said with a smile, "Okay, it's early in the morning, don't blow the foreign wind. You're still light... Huh? Hey!"

Tan Juguo opened his eyes and felt that something was wrong. Although he could wake up at this time normally, his mind was still a little confused. But today, I am extra sober! Sit up, wave your arms, easy! Tan Juguo said in surprise: "Really! Hey, it's comfortable! It's as comfortable as that rusty part, touched with lubricating oil!"

"Old man, what do you think is going on? We didn't do anything? Why are you in such a good condition all of a sudden?" Lu Xian wondered.

Tan Juguo squinted his eyes and said, "I didn't do anything special these two days, and I lived step by step. The only special thing was going up the mountain, drinking a bowl of Laba porridge, and taking a bath for the Buddha. If you want to talk about the problem, I'm afraid Out of this."

"Is this possible? Just a bowl of porridge, bathing the Buddha, is that enough? Then in the past years, we also went to Hongyan Temple to drink porridge and bathe the Buddha." Lu Xian said.

Tan Juguo shook his head and said: "That's not clear, it's all right, you are in good health, you cook. I'll go out for a walk and see how the big guy reacts. That, the matter of physical comfort, don't talk nonsense, everything Wait for my letter."

Tan Juguo hurriedly put on his clothes, and at the same time told Lu Xian to

Lu Xian said with a smile: "Okay, stop nagging, why not follow your orders."

Tan Juguo laughed and went out.

Another room.

"Wife, I... I found something was wrong." Tan Yong suddenly pulled his wife and said.

"What's wrong? Are you dreaming? Are you drinking Laba porridge again?" Tan Yong's wife turned over and asked impatiently.

Tan Yong said: "No, that... my hemorrhoids are gone."

"What? What the hell?" Tan Yong's wife suddenly woke up, and then laughed and scolded: "Are you so sleepy? Talking in your sleep?" Just after the words fell, Tan Yong's wife's face changed suddenly, and she said: "My It seems to be gone..."

Yang Ping's house.

"Honey, my beriberi seems to be better..."

"How is it possible? Huh? Really..."

...

Similar things happened in many people's homes. All of a sudden, everyone stopped sleeping and got up one after another.

The rooster outside hadn't crowed yet, but was awakened by the disturbance of the villagers, each of them was dissatisfied, clucking at the top of their throats...following the dogs. As soon as the dog barked, the frightened children cried, and for a while, the small village became noisy again.