The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

The sound was extremely loud, and there was a commotion down the mountain, and the crowd kept moving away, as if someone was pushing upwards.

Founder was about to leave. Hearing such a cry, he stopped subconsciously, turned around, and looked down at the mountain. In the crowd, two men and one woman came out slowly. The man was not tall, his eyes were vicissitudes, his hair was gray, and his skin was yellow. Followed by another man, the man coughed while walking, while the woman beside him looked distressed.

Founder frowned, and when the three of them appeared, he glanced, and basically knew what was wrong. The man with yellow skin was the typical effect of making up without illness, and the man with a cough was a cold. , The woman is completely ill. No one pretends to be sick, but is n’t too sick but yells for help. Even if a fool comes across, he knows there is something wrong.

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Hey, this is really a poor monk who has nothing to do. Find something for the poor monk to do! OK, the poor monk has to see what tricks you can play."

Seeing Founder not leaving, the crowd automatically opened a narrow aisle, and three people squeezed all the way. When he saw Founder, the man with a yellow skin called out, "Fang Zheng abbot, help me, my brother came together this morning I have a high fever, a constant cough, and I feel like I'm almost out of breath. Let's take a look. "

As soon as this word came out, the coughing man immediately coughed with two throats.

After seeing these three people, a doctor stood up immediately: "You have a cold? Can't you buy some medicine by yourself? You want to run to the mountain to seek medical treatment?"

The doctors were really upset. After working hard for two or three days, they were able to get tickets for the class. They felt that they were losing a minute of listening. I can't wait for the Founder to skip meals and rest, and talk about him for 24 hours. But in fact, there is a break at noon. They were bitter in heart. They found that the Founder was going to rest soon. Could he start the class earlier?

As a result, three guys came to spoil the game, delaying time. Who was in a hurry?

Sure enough, other doctors also said, "It's just a cold, can't I take some medicine down the mountain?"

"What is a cold? A cold is not a disease? A cold does not die if you do n’t die? You say you take medicine when you go downhill? Buy medicines and it works. What do you doctors do?" Shouted.

As soon as this word came out, everyone was instantly flushed with anger, and this guy was too good to go online!

"What do you guys say? If you don't want to go down to cure the disease, I'm a doctor, I will treat you, don't delay the Founder abbot to rest." An elderly doctor came forward.

The woman among the three immediately said, "Yes, you say you are a doctor or a doctor? If you are so powerful, why do you come here to listen to the lessons? We are looking for, of course, the best medical technique. Are you like the abbot's medical technique Okay? "

Hearing this, the elderly doctor was furious and his breathing accelerated, but the woman's words blocked his mouth. After listening to Founder's class, who dares to say that his medical skills are better than Founder's? Outsiders may say nothing, everyone should be happy. However, if the insider speaks out in front of everyone, it is stinking.

"Who are you guys? You said that the Founder Abbot will rule you, and the Founder Abbot will rule you? Are you so brave? You can't go to heaven?" Some viewers couldn't stand and shouted.

"Who are you? We talked and asked you? What are you talking about?" The woman's mouth was so severe that she called back immediately.

The other side was not very angry, and his temper was not small. He almost slammed his sleeves and hit someone.

The women on this side are naturally unwilling to be outdone, and when they see it, they are about to fight, and then a Buddhist horn suddenly sounds.

"Amitabha!"

Upon hearing the Buddha's name, everyone was subconsciously quiet, because everyone knew that the Lord was here.

Everyone heard the sound and found Fangzheng, only to find that Fangzheng was standing on a white staircase, white monk clothes were as white as snow, holy as Buddha, everyone's eyes were bright, and they said, "A very clean monk!"

"Fangzheng abbot, you finally talked, always let these little shrimps say something, but did not ask them to see a doctor." The woman's mouth was really fierce, and once again, everyone's anger was picked up.

Someone was angry on the spot: "You woman, don't think that a woman can talk nonsense! If it weren't for the face of the Founder's abbot, I'll cut you!"

The speaker is a dark-skinned man. The man does not have long hair and speaks a little thick, but he doesn't look like an evil person.

Seeing this aspect, the woman sneered: "Oh, I can still stand up to you. Whoops? You want to hit someone? So many people watching, you have the ability to hit me!"

The man with the yellow skin also shouted, "That's right, you can hit me!"

The dark-skinned man saw this, flushed with anger, and pointed at them: "You ... don't bully you too much!"

"I'm bullying you? Aren't you going to hit someone? Aren't you nirvana? Aren't you capable? Come on! Hit! Have the ability to hit this!" The sick man pointed at his head and tilted his head. Go up and howl.

Seeing this, the dark-skinned man stepped back, and shouted, "What are you doing? Don't force me to hit you!"

"Grass, it's so nifty on your mouth, you hit me! Hit me!" Sick men, men with yellow skin, and women gathered around at the same time, yelling at their heads and letting the other party hit.

But so many people look at it, who dares to fight? In case of a touch, the other party fell to the ground with a bang, then it really made sense. Therefore, the dark-skinned man was pushed back by three people, his face flushed with redness, and his fist clenched, he was afraid to do anything.

Just then, a white fist came over, and then everyone saw that fist smashed directly from top to bottom!

It's like smashing a watermelon, oh!

Three beeps!

The three men who were just aggressive were squatting down holding their heads at the same time, and the tears were sore and painful.

The woman covered her head, jumped up, looked around, and asked, "Who? Who hit me?"

Everyone subconsciously looked behind the woman!

The woman, the waxy-skinned man, and the sick man looked at the same time, and saw a bald monk, looking at them with a smile, and then asked gently: "Three donors, you are really interesting, even begging others to hit you .The poor monk saw that the donor had no strength, and was afraid that he could not satisfy you, so the poor monk helped him. How is it? Cool? Is it comfortable? "