The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

Zhu Chonger, who was on the side, swallowed the saliva from his mouth, and said regretfully to his silent brother next to him: "What are these seeds, you said?"

"Our father has planted land for the landlord's house for so many years, and he has never seen such an object."

"I smell it, this thing actually has a delicate fragrance."

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was working with his head buried in the work, finally raised his head. After seeing his second brother's tongue was about to lick up, he reminded him: "Big brother said that the seeds of this plant are inedible."

"If it's really as what the senior brother said, this is the divine fruit that he found in the back mountain that radiates the light of the Buddha, then an acre of land is really as he predicted a thousand kilograms of harvest."

"Then, brother, you can stay in this temple with peace of mind, and you don't have to worry about the big brother driving you out because of the lack of food."

"I just hope that the drought and chaos predicted by the big brother will come later."

"At that time, there will be food in the temple, and I won't worry too much when I part with my brother."

Of course, the last sentence was what Zhu Yuanzhang said in his heart and listened to his brother. He didn't plan to be pestered by his second brother in the months before he left.

His second brother, unlike him, was an honest man who was content with the status quo. He lived a life like the uncontested life of Huangjue Temple, and he was very comfortable with it.

As for himself.

Zhu Yuanzhang planted the last piece of potato into the ground, and looked up at the high-hanging moon. Since he studied with the big brother, his heart is no longer what this small temple can hold. .

He wanted to be able to overlook all corners of the world like this bright moon.

He wanted to use his eyes to see the lives of people in different regions of this world.

I want to use the knowledge I have learned to appreciate what the elder brother has mentioned countless times, so as to understand and apply what I have learned.

Born in this world, there is always something left in this world to be willing.

The change of Zhu Yuanzhang's mental journey, as a non-god Gu Zheng, will naturally not be clear.

He is now accepting the quest reward given to him by the strongest abbot system, that is, the task of educating several juniors under his staff, and he unexpectedly completed it very quickly.

Those apprentices, the worship value for him reached the height of the full value, and when he rewarded the task with joy, they suddenly rolled their eyes in frustration.

In the whole temple, from the host to the monk, each person has a set of monk clothes, regular clothes, dresses, shoes and socks.

The prize draw was even more cheating, it was the only string of 108 white jade bodhi rosary in the world.

When Gu Zheng took this root and was now coiling it in his hand, with small pendants such as agate and beeswax dotted in the center, he had only one thought.

When the drought comes, there is really nothing to eat in the temple. This bunch of bodhi seeds can be regarded as a dish even if they are boiled with a little salt.

Fortunately, the abbot's system doesn't know that Snow Zen Bodhi is a hairy thing. If you really conjure a bunch of pistachios for him, you should let him eat it or not.

Looking left and right, Gu Zheng, who knew that the little green ball system couldn't make something new for him after all, could only sigh.

At any rate, the monk's clothing is considered to be a necessary basic material in the temple, and it saves him money to purchase it.

It seems that in the past few months following the arrival of the catastrophe, one can only expect the Fengyang County big gathering once a month.

In the usual days, the temple's ability to survive depends entirely on the donations of the young and old around here.

Whenever the end of a month comes, at the foot of the mountain near Fengyang Mountain, there is an exchange of materials between the villagers and the mountain people of the ten miles and eight townships.

The flow of passengers on this day is a little more vigorous, and when visiting the market, it is inevitable that a few villagers who believe in the Buddha will climb up the mountain to enshrine the Bodhisattva in this temple.

Pray for peace and blessing, draw a puzzle, listen to a Purdue, and seek a cleansing of peace of mind.

It is at this time that the monks of Huangjue Temple will slightly improve their food and add some considerable income to the temple.

Gu Zheng, who was thinking clearly, no longer struggled. When he was about to turn over to sleep, the little green ball cried out weakly: "Congratulations to the host for activating the main line and branch mission of the believer's expansion."

"May I accept it?"

"Yes!"

Anyway, Gu Zheng has to stay here for a long time for this lifespan forever, so the more tasks he does, the better he can live, why not do it?

It is a good little green ball for everyone. He watched with satisfaction that Gu Zheng fell into a deep sleep state. He found a small corner in his smile and disgusted eyes, and fell asleep beautifully.

It doesn't care about the oppression of the high-level system that the other party always exudes. As long as the host can complete the system upgrade that it turns into a beautiful blue system, it will be willing even if it is beaten once a day.

In the dream, the little green ball dreamed that his body had turned into a transparent sapphire-like color, and in a green ocean ball, receiving congratulations from its companions.

The little green ball that almost laughed out of a dream was awakened by a vigorous shaking. The real owner of this space, Liao Wangshu, slammed his mouth outside the screen to remind it to arrive. : "Hurry up and go to the snack, the mountain road outside is open, and from now on, there will be faithful men and women coming up to offer incense."

"Aren't you the abbot system here? When patronizing sleep, how do you count how many believers have sincerely converted to my Buddha?"

The little green ball, who was said to be a little ashamed, quickly separated a light green light from his system, shrouded in the ten miles and eight townships covered by the Huangjue Temple. And put all his mind on Gu Zheng's body.

After finishing these tasks, Xiao Lvqiu was a little embarrassed to admit his mistake to Liao Wangshu: "The main reason is that the boss is too comfortable here. Our systems don't need to rest. I don't know how, I just get lost. Got sleeplessly."

The laugh forgotten book on the side hummed as if nothing had happened, and turned his head with some guilty conscience.

It was watching the little green ball's task just completed. The energy that the world fed back to it was a little broken, and it kindly helped it absorb it.

I couldn't say anything, lest he would be discovered by the mysterious Gu Zheng, who would think that he had stolen his mouth and affected his life-saving plan, and it would be too uneconomical to beat him up again.

In fact, Xiao Wangshu really thinks a little bit too much on this point. Nowadays, Gu Zheng is sitting in the hall of Huangjue Temple, near the place where the lottery is signed, draped in his colorful glaze robes, twisting him through. Unparalleled Bodhi, whitewashing the facade there.

When this little green ball woke up, he not only missed the special training of Gu Zheng in the past few days, but also missed Gu Zheng knocking on the monks in the whole temple early this morning to give them the costume that opened the door this time. Forced to prepare.

Not only did everyone put on a new monk robe from the inside to the outside, each person's position was also divided in detail.

This time, they no longer have to be in a hurry like the usual Shangxiang day, as long as they follow the arrangement of the big brother, it is always right.

People who seek Buddha mostly seek a sustenance for their souls, and the more they are in their minds, the more they seek Buddha.

The monks at Huangjue Temple are confident, and what they show to these outsiders is a new look.

The villagers who came to Shangxiang from Shiliba Village also discovered some changes in the details of this small temple.

"Hey, look at the doorway in the hall, there is a basket of blue incense?"

"What's the matter? Look at the sandalwood in a box that is specially enshrined for the rich next to the basket."

"Look at the monks in the temple today, are they wearing new clothes? Do you feel more energetic, as if they are finally no longer looking like poor people with a miserable face, but are finally a bit like a monk serving the Buddha? ?"

However, the villagers with discerning eyes still shook their heads: "They also changed their clothes, and they were still full of dishes."

"Oh, I guess I did it hard. I want to give us believers a good impression of the Buddha's blessing."

"But looking at them like this, why am I so unbearable? Master, let's give more in a while."

"The two pieces of tofu in this family have not been sold out. Let's add to it today."

I don't know how many believers who climbed the mountain just to light a few incense sticks on this day have said this sentence and made this plan.

But all of them know it.

Later, when the incense in the Huangjue Temple was installed, you could not go to the small merchants and hawkers below to buy the inferior Buddha incense. Instead, you only need to use a penny in the donation box at the entrance of this hall. Take the sesame oil money you want to offer.

Even if today’s offering is over, and the surplus joss sticks have not been lit, you can let the silly monk who distributes joss sticks at the door in the temple, wrap you up with blue-yellow joss sticks, and carry them home. Or renew it next time.

After everyone had finished watching the western scenes, they also finished the three sticks of incense in front of the Buddha. Those big girls and little wives, as if they were uncontrollable under their feet, walked towards the side of the table where the lottery solved the puzzle.

Ask for a marriage, ask an heir, and stop by to see this beautiful monk with extraordinary appearance.

Of course, they will not admit the last one.

After all, this was their original intention to sit at this table in the first place.

Mainly, looking in the direction of Gu Zheng from the small table for the questioning and signing, it was really shocking, even if they had a bald head first, it would not affect the half-eye view.

The yellow-bottomed monk robe, the big red gold-lined robes, and the white jade-like bodhi in the hand, the brows and eyes are alienated and calm, but for no reason, people feel the tenderness of compassion.

Such a contradictory temperament added a bit of Buddha-nature to the monk, and even his face with correct facial features was also affected by his charm.

After drawing the lottery raft, a few chirping little daughter-in-laws gathered together cautiously, with an attitude of appreciating the beautiful scenery, they began to discuss in a low voice.

"Hey? That's Wuyu Mage, isn't it? How come you haven't seen each other for a few months, and you've changed so much? It's like you've changed a person?"

"Is this the epiphany that the Buddhists often say? Maybe the Buddha enlightened him?"

"I'm not sure, it's just that when I look at the mage, why does my inexplicable heart jump a little bit? Isn't this even more beautiful than the famous Junji Lang in the village?"

"I don't think it is. This Wuyu mage can be regarded as an upright person, but with his full body style, hey, if you don't know, I thought it was a nobleman of the Ohara Dynasty who had converted to the temple."

"Oh, you guys, don't you have a crooked mind? I tell you, all the skins have been tightened for me!"

"Be careful that the Buddha blames it. The sky thunders! You don't look at the fairy-like appearance of the little master. Is this what you can think of?"

"People are sincere, I can smell a bit of Zen here."

When a slightly older lady took away the little ladies who had come to draw lots from her village~www.wuxiaspot.com~, she sat in the hall. Until now, no one came here to deal with the lottery. Zheng, the corners of his mouth twitched.

If modern vocabulary can be mastered by the people of the Ohara dynasty, they will surely speak the last sentence succinctly and concisely.

The handsome guy with the abstinence system, if you have another pair of gold-rimmed glasses, it will be even more sensational.

It is a pity that this small temple in the mountains did not inhabit a few phoenixes after all.

The biggest patron who went up the mountain to give donations was nothing more than the old patron of the county, the proprietress of the rice store.

I thought that such a miserable income in my temple would last until the gate of the mountain was closed.

When the pilgrims saw the sun sinking and planned to go down the mountain, Gu Zheng was determined to start cleaning the temple, suddenly the short silence here was broken by a man who rushed to the temple.

"Hahahaha, the imperial court, the scholar is useless."

This man who is not too old, with a few strands of messy hair, drew a shoe that was about to fall, and ran wildly around the center of this fairly spacious hall.

"What Buddha! What god! The heavens are unfair!"

And when the man stretched out his two chicken paw-like hands toward the sky, two middle-aged couples ran over again panting at the door of the hall, a little heartache and a little helpless, and they planned to go up. Hold this somewhat crazy man.

"My son, your hysteria has committed again, let's go home now, don't be sad."

After talking about this calmness, the woman with gentle eyebrows actually started to cry.

Hearing the words of his mother, this somewhat mad man became quiet a bit, looked at the Bodhisattva in the hall somewhat blankly, and then turned to look at his mother who was wiping tears.