The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

With that in his mouth, Fang Zheng didn't plan to go down to the hills to plant the land. Crystal rice was expensive, and planting under the hills was too much trouble. He was not easy to care for the hills. The important point is that this crystal rice cultivation requires the assistance of scriptures, buddhist qi, etc. These are not found under the mountain.

I ate at noon and continued to irrigate in the afternoon. Finally, before dark, Founder completed all his projects and planted the seeds.

At this moment, the crew also saw the change here, seeing Founder bucket by bucket of water up the mountain, watering in such a small pool of puddles, one by one curious.

Lin Dongshi came over and asked curiously, "Mr. Founder, what are you doing? Cistern?"

Luo Li laughed: "It's impossible, it's a bit difficult to save water on this mountain."

The founder clasped his hands together and declared a Buddhist slogan: "The poor monk is not making a reservoir, but is preparing to open up wasteland on the mountain."

"Hmm ..." Old Tao, who didn't say a word, didn't hold back a smile: "Mr. Founder, haven't you planted the land? This is a cold day, you planted the land? How many seeds are you going to freeze to death? Now It ’s not the time to raise seedlings. By the way, Master Founder, what do you want to plant? ”

Lin Dongshi also said, "Yeah, it ’s night here, and it will freeze. Any seeds are dead. I really want to plant them, so why don't you make a greenhouse?"

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "If the greenhouse doesn't matter, the poor monk has no money. The poor monk grows rice. As for the method, the poor monk think about it."

"Hey, you monk still don't listen to advice, okay, don't hesitate, if you can grow crops in the field, my name will be reversed." Luo Li rolled his eyes and felt that the little monk was too funny Forced, but also a little too ignorant, they kindly reminded that they did not listen to persuasion. Think again? No shed, planting land on top of a mountain in early spring? Even if you bring experts from all over the world, isn't it? He guessed that the monk ’s head had no idea to explode.

Several people wanted to say something. There was a person over there saying that the director called them. They also had no time to talk to the Founder and immediately went back to work.

The crew on the other side was busy, and the Founder was almost the same here.

On the crew side, when they were busy, Lao Tao, Lin Dongshi, and Luo Li talked about Founder's wasteland cultivation in March.

Everyone heard the words, and suddenly looked silent, and someone said, "He won't just open up wasteland, get some water, and plant it when the weather is warm, right?"

"It makes sense, Lao Tao, I think you are thinking too much. Spread seeds this weather? Either stupid, or stupid to his mother, anyway, can not be separated from stupid." Another said.

Old Tao thought: "That's really the case ..."

"Lao Tao, look, what is the monk bending over in the water? He still has a bag in his hand." Luo Li set up a pergola and looked away.

Everyone heard the words, they all stopped, row by row, like a weasel, and stretched their necks to look into the distance.

I saw what Fang Zheng took out of the bag and stuffed it into the water.

"Looking like that, it seems to be sowing." Old Tao said.

"I'm a good boy, is this really stupid?" Sighed the earliest stupid person.

"After all, it's too young to have common sense." Old Tao said.

"Good conscience can't persuade the **** ghost, great compassion will not save the self-defeated. We should all say, he will do it alone, then let him continue to plant it. Let's be happy." Luo Lidao.

They shrugged, agreed, and went on to work.

Lao Tao saw that the director was here, and immediately went up and talked about it. He was going to make the director happy and cheerful.

result……

"Lao Tao, look at me. Has there been any change?" Director Yu asked.

Tao Tao leaned over and looked carefully and shook his head: "Nothing has changed."

"Come here ..." Director Yu held Lao Tao's shoulders and said, "I haven't slept since last night, I haven't brushed my head, my face hasn't been washed, my teeth haven't been brushed. You still have time to watch the fun? It seems you are really free. "

Old Tao Wenyan said that his face suddenly changed. This is because the fart didn't understand it. He stepped on the thunder!

Sure enough, Director Yu shouted, "Everyone take a rest, and the rest of the old pottery are all packed."

Old Tao: "# @ ￥ ……"

But everyone didn't notice that someone in the luxury tent nearby heard these words.

Li Xueying looked down the window and saw the scene of Fang Zheng, smiling with a bitter smile: "It's a simple fool ..."

In the evening, Founder finally planted the seeds. Everything was ready. Founder sat by the field and read the Diamond Sutra. As the scriptures were read, Founder was in the middle of it, as if he heard a crackling sound, as if some buds had grown from the seeds. That feels very real, but when you open your eyes, you can see nothing but the calm water.

Founder did not think too much, and continued to read the scriptures. As a result, the picture in his mind reappeared. He seemed to see the birth of a new life, the buds grew in the slightest, and every minute was full of vigorous vitality. Many are a realization of life.

At this moment, Founder finally understood the meaning of Zen farming. This is not simply farming, but to let go of everything, be quiet, and realize the natural growth, life force, heaven and earth, and the natural process. This is a practice, a sentiment, or a touch.

With Founder's heart immersed in the happiness of life growth, feeling that life is struggling to grow in the soil, but it is unwilling to be pressed by the soil, feeling the moment of pride when breaking the soil, feeling the beauty of life ...

Founder's body also exudes vitality, and the whole person seems to become more full of vigor and vitality.

The squirrels, monkeys, and lone wolves, who were a little impatient, were quiet when they heard the scriptures.

The squirrel lay on Fang Zheng's legs, the lone wolf lay on Fang Zheng's back, the huge silver-white body became the background of Fang Zheng, the wolf's head lay on his paws, squinting his eyes, and looked like a listener.

The monkey learns to look like a square, cross-legged well, squinting and wondering whether it is listening or dozing off.

The setting sun hangs behind Fang Zheng's head. It looks like a Buddhist chakra, which makes him even more extraordinary, like a living Buddha.

The crew in the distance has quieted down, except for three or two unfortunate guards, where they ate and bragged, most of them went down to eat.

However, there is one exception ...

Down the mountain.

"Why is Xueying gone?"

"Sister Xueying, this is God. It was just a moment ago, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye?"

"Little Liu?"

"Don't ask me, Sister Xue Ying has always been like this, no, no."

"I really doubt how you became Xueying's agent. No one can find it ..."

"Uh, everyone who could find her before was fired." Xiao Liu duimeng said.

Everyone: "2 # ￥ @ ……"