Chapter 263

Zhu Chonger on one side swallowed the saliva secreted from his mouth and said to his silent brother with some regret, "what do you think these seeds are?"

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

"I smell it. It has a fragrance."

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

"If, as the elder martial brother said, this is the divine fruit with the light of Buddha he found in the back mountain, then an acre of land is really as he predicted that there will be a harvest of thousands of kilograms."

"Then, brother, you can stay at ease in this temple. You don't have to worry about the big senior brother driving you out because of the lack of food."

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

"At that time, there will be food in the temple. When I separate from my brother, I won't worry too much."

Of course, Zhu Yuanzhang said in his heart that he had listened to his brother. He didn't intend to be pestered by his second brother in the past few months before he left.

His second brother, unlike him, is an honest man who is content with the status quo. He is very adapted to the life of Huangjue temple.

As for himself.

Zhu Yuanzhang planted the last potato into the ground and looked up at the hanging moon. Since he studied with the eldest martial brother, his heart can no longer be installed in this small temple.

He wanted to look down on all corners of the world like this bright moon.

He wants to see the lives of people in different parts of the world with his own eyes.

What's more, I want to use what I have learned to appreciate what elder martial brother has mentioned countless times, understand everything and apply what I have learned.

Born in this world, we always have to leave something in this world.

As a non God Gu Zheng will not know the transformation of Zhu Yuanzhang's mental process.

He is now receiving the task reward given to him by the strongest Abbot system, that is, the task of educating his junior brothers. He unexpectedly completed it very soon.

Those younger martial brothers, whose worship value reached the full value, turned their eyes in frustration when he rewarded the task with joy.

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

The lucky draw is the pit father, which is the only string of 108 white jade Bodhi beads in the world.

Gu Zheng had only one idea when he was holding this one, which is now coiled in his hand, interspersed with small pendants such as agate and honey wax, and the whole body was white and oily, cold and jade like Bodhi.

When the drought comes, there is really nothing to eat in the temple. This string of Bodhi seeds can be counted as a dish after boiling with some salt.

Fortunately, the abbot system doesn't know that xuezen Bodhi is a hairy thing. If you really make him a string of happy fruits, you'd better let him take it or not.

Looking around, Gu Zheng, who knew that the little green ball system could not change something new for him after all, could only sigh.

Monk's clothes are the basic materials in the temple. It saves him money to buy them.

It seems that in the coming months of the great disaster, we can only expect the once a month Fengyang County Daji.

In the usual days, the temple can be maintained by the donations of the old and young men around.

Whenever the end of a month comes, at the foot of the mountain near Fengyang mountain, there will be material exchange between mountain people in ten miles and eight townships and villagers.

The passenger flow on this day is a little strong. When visiting the market, several villagers who believe in Buddha inevitably climb the mountain to worship the Bodhisattva in the temple.

Ask for peace and happiness, draw a puzzle solving sign, listen to a Pudu method, and seek a peace of mind washing.

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

Gu Zheng, who thought clearly, stopped tangled. When he was going to turn over and sleep, the little green ball cried weakly: "congratulations on the host activating the main line and branch tasks of believer expansion."

"Do you accept it?"

"Yes!"

Anyway, Gu Zheng is going to stay here for a period of time in order to permanently + 1 this life. The more tasks he does, the better he can live. Why not?

It's a good little green ball for everyone. He watched Gu Zheng fall into a state of deep sleep with satisfaction. He found a small corner in his eyes and fell asleep.

It doesn't care about the oppression of the advanced system that the other party always exudes. As long as the host can complete the system upgrade that turns it into beautiful cyan, it is willing to be beaten once a day.

In his dream, the little green ball dreamed that his body had turned into a transparent sapphire color. In a green ocean ball, he received congratulations from his companions.

The little green ball, who almost laughed in his dream, was suddenly shaken up by a strong shaking, and the real owner of this space, xiaoforget book, nuzui out of the screen and reminded it: "hurry up and have a snack. The mountain road outside has been opened. From now on, there will be believers and good women coming up for incense."

"Are you not the abbot system here? You go to sleep, how do you count how many believers really converted to my Buddha?"

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

After finishing these work, little green ball was embarrassed to admit his mistake to xiaoforgetshu: "it's mainly that the boss is too comfortable here. Our systems didn't need to rest. I don't know how, so I went to sleep."

The smiling forgetful book on one side gave a sound as if nothing had happened, and turned around with some guilt.

It is a task of watching the little green ball just completed. The energy fed back to it by the world is a little scattered. It is just kind to help absorb it.

But I can't say anything, so as not to be found by the haunted Gu Zheng, who will think that he stole his mouth and affected his plan to continue his life. It would be too uneconomical to beat it up again.

In fact, xiaoforgetshu really thinks a little more about this. Now Gu Zheng is sitting in the main hall of Huangjue temple, close to the signing office, wearing his colorful glazed cassock, twisting his peerless Bodhi, and painting the facade there.

When the little green ball woke up, he not only missed Gu Zheng's special training these days, but also missed Gu Zheng's forced preparation for opening the Mountain Gate this morning by knocking the monks in the whole temple early.

Everyone not only changed into a new monk's robe from inside to outside, but also had a detailed division of their positions.

This time, they don't have to rush and have no rules like the usual incense day. It's always right to do it according to the arrangement of the eldest martial brother.

People who seek Buddha mostly seek a sustenance for their hearts, and the more they have something in mind, the more they seek Buddha.

The monks of Huangjue temple are full of confidence. What they show to these outsiders is a new style.

The villagers from shiliba village who came to offer incense also found some changes in the details of the small temple.

"Hey, you see, there is a basket of blue incense at the door of the hall?"

"What's there? You see, there is sandalwood in a box dedicated to the rich next to the basket."

"Do you think the monks in the temple are wearing new clothes today? Do you feel a lot of spirit? It seems that they are no longer the poor people with a sad face, but the monks who serve the Buddha?"

However, the villagers with insight such as torch shook their heads: "they changed their clothes and still had dishes all over their faces."

"Alas, I guess I tried my best. I want to give us believers a good impression of Buddha's blessing."

"But I can't bear to see them like this. Let's give more money later."

"The two pieces of tofu that haven't been sold out in this family should be the addition to today's donation."

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

But all of them know.

In the future, when you come to Huangjue temple for incense, you don't have to go to the bottom vendors to buy the inferior Buddha incense. Instead, you just need to use the price of one Wen in the charity box and get the incense money you want to offer at the entrance of the hall.

Even if today's offering is over and the surplus candles are not lit, you can also let the simple monk who divides the candles at the door in the temple wrap you up with cyan and yellow incense paper and carry it home or continue to use it next time.

After watching the Western scenery, they also finished three incense sticks in front of the Buddha. Under the feet of the big girls and their daughter-in-law, they walked towards the table where the lot was drawn.

Ask for a marriage, ask the son, and by the way, go to see this beautiful monk with extraordinary appearance.

Of course, the last one they won't admit.

After all, this is their original intention to sit at this table at the beginning.

The main thing is, looking in the direction of Gu Zheng from the small table asking for autographs, it's really shocking. Even if they see a bald head first, it won't affect half of the beautiful scenery.

The monk's robe with yellow background, the scarlet cassock with gold thread, and the Bodhi son with white jade in hand. There is alienation and peace between the eyebrows and eyes, but it makes people feel the tenderness of compassion for no reason.

Such a contradictory temperament added a bit of Buddhist nature to the monk. Even his face with correct facial features was also affected by his charm.

After drawing lots, several chirping daughters-in-law carefully gathered together and whispered with an appreciation for the beautiful scenery.

"Hey? Is that a senseless mage? Why hasn't it been seen for months and has changed so much? It's like a person has changed?"

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

"I'm not sure. But when I looked at the mage, my heart jumped for some inexplicable points. It's more beautiful than the famous junerlang in the village?"

"I don't think so. This senseless mage is even a decent man, but with his whole body style, tut Tut, if you don't know, which aristocrat of the Dayuan Dynasty has converted to the temple."

"Oh, you dead girls, didn't you move that crooked mind? I tell you, the leather has been tightened up for me!"

"Be careful when the Buddha blames you. It's thundering! You don't look at the little master's immortal appearance. You can think of it?"

"People's hearts are sincere. I can smell Zen here."

When a slightly older aunt took away the little ladies who came to draw lots in her village, she sat in the hall. Up to now, Gu Zheng, who hasn't come to solve the lot, couldn't help twitching in the corners of her mouth.

If the modern words can be mastered by the people of the Great Yuan Dynasty, they will say one sentence concisely and concisely.

The handsome guy of abstinence department will feel more if he has another pair of gold rimmed glasses.

Unfortunately, this small temple in the mountains, after all, did not live in a few Phoenix.

The biggest patron of this mountain charity is just an old customer in the county and the landlady of the rice store.

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

When the pilgrims saw the sun sinking and planned to go down the mountain, and Gu Zheng was interested in cleaning the temple, he was suddenly broken by a crazy man who rushed to the temple.

"Hahaha, the imperial court is corrupt and scholars are useless."

The young man, with a few strands of messy hair and a falling shoe, ran around the center of the spacious hall.

"What Buddha! What immortal! Heaven is unfair!"

When the man stretched his two chicken claw hands towards the sky, two middle-aged couples came panting at the door of the hall. They were sad and helpless, and planned to go up and help the crazy man.

"Son, your hysteria has happened again. Let's go home now. Don't be sad."

With this quiet demeanor, the woman with gentle eyebrows and eyes began to cry.

Hearing his mother's words, the crazy man was quiet for a few minutes. He looked blankly at the Bodhisattva in the hall and turned his head to see his mother wiping tears.