Fangzheng finally realized that he had been too mild-tempered!
The monkey asked impatiently, "Do you still have any of those rice dumplings? If not, I'm leaving! Seriously, it's so late in the night. All I can think of are the rice dumplings. I can't even sleep."
Fangzheng rolled his eyes, "You still want more? There's none left!"
"Really, there's none?" The monkey clearly did not believe Fangzheng.
Fangzheng looked at the monkey's scoundrelly look and was tempted to slap him until his ass faced the sky. Only then did Fangzheng understand why Gautama Buddha would imprison Sun Wukong under a mountain. Monkeys truly got on people's nerves. Fangzheng waved his hand, "At least there's none left here. A monk does not lie. If a monk does not lie to humans, why would he lie to a monkey?"
"Good-for-nothing. You don't even have a rice dumpling." The monkey turned around and scampered off.
The infuriated Fangzheng truly wanted to smack its head with his shoe. Why were the monkey's words so infuriating?
He returned to his room and went to bed. An uneventful night passed.
The next day at dawn, Baiyun Monastery became lively. The abbots and disciples of each monastery were out in force. There was endless shouting. Thankfully Fangzheng was accustomed to waking up early so it didn't spoil his mood. He went out and got to work.
The main structure of the Spring Welcoming Blessing Dharma Assembly had been set up. All they still needed to do was put up some simple decorations. With the gong of a bell, Baiyun Monastery's doors opened.
Fangzheng was dumbfounded. He originally believed that two to three hundred villagers from One Finger Village during the new year were already a spectacular sight. But now, he realized it was completely incomparable!
There were numerous people standing outside Baiyun Monastery's entrance. The moment the door opened, they poured in under the monks' guidance. Sounds of men bragging, women grumbling and children crying inundated his ears. The chaotic scene left Fangzheng's head abuzz.
The Baiyun Monastery monks were accustomed to such situations. They methodically controlled the situation. Although it was noisy, it wasn't chaotic. Everyone proceeded in an orderly fashion. Fangzheng was extremely impressed with their professionalism. At the very least he was incapable of doing so. He could not help but sigh inwardly. "As expected of Baiyun Monastery. Such organizational ability is truly impressive..."
Although he thought so, a look of confidence emerged in Fangzheng's eyes. In the past he had thought nothing much of the plaque that hung above One Finger Monastery's door. But now, in comparison, Fangzheng finally realized the advantages of the unique powers the plaque gave. Anyone who entered the monastery would be influenced by the plaque. No matter how vexed they were, they would calm down. No matter how bad a person's temper was, they would quieten down. They would even feel reverent towards Buddha.
Of course such an effect was limited. There was nothing absolute. If the other party did not believe in Buddha, was lazy to the bones or completely bewitched by evil people, the effects would not be as striking.
Even so the plaque was able to save Fangzheng quite a bit of trouble.
"Now the monastery's various enchantments are incomplete. One day when everything is available, it will definitely surpass Baiyun Monastery with ease." Fangzheng had absolute confidence for the first time since the system and even before.
This was the benefit of traveling. If one did not see the world, they would never understand how good they had it. Nor would they ever know how massive the world outside was.
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The Monk that wanted to renounce asceticism
SpiritualThis story isn't mine. For offline reading purposes only. In the rural northeastern mountainous regions stands a tiny Buddhist temple, named One Finger Temple. It isn't a large one but it is extremely miraculous. The temple has rice that emanates an...