Chapter 47 It's Terrible to Be Uneducated 【Favorites】

Ma Juan smiled wryly and said: "This master has never seen anything reasonable. Have you ever seen someone who can talk to a wolf?"

Fang Yunjing was speechless, and once the two of them discussed it, they pretended not to know about this matter if they didn't tell the outside world. However, we still need to study the compression method of this photo. If we can find out one, two, three, maybe the two of them will not have to worry about it for the rest of their lives.

At the same time, Fang Yunjing asked Fangzheng cautiously: "Master, did you take this photo with your mobile phone?"

Fangzheng didn't know that there were so many magical features in his photos, so he immediately replied: "Yes, you gave them to the poor monk, what's the matter?"

Fang Yunjing said: "Master, the photos taken by your mobile phone are so clear and scary, I think you should try not to send pictures to others in the future, or don't post the original pictures."

Fangzheng was stunned, and fiddled with the phone. Sure enough, after the photo was enlarged, it was still clear and frighteningly clear. This is simply not what mobile phones of this era can achieve. Then, the only explanation is the consecration talisman!

"My boy, the consecration talisman can actually strengthen technological products..." Fang Zheng clicked his tongue secretly.

"Ding! In the eyes of the Buddha, technological products and ordinary fifth-grade products are the same thing. Why can't they be strengthened?"

Fangzheng was speechless...

Fangzheng and Fang Yunjing chatted for a few more words, and Fang Yunjing hurried away.

Fangzheng also put away his mobile phone and went back to the temple.

As soon as he reached the door, Fangzheng was stunned. There was an extra person at the door!

"Hu Tan benefactor, why are you back?" Fang Zheng asked slightly surprised.

"Master, I came here to inform you that there are murderers operating around here. You must be careful." Hu Tan said.

Fangzheng looked at Hu Tan's breathless and panting appearance, and knew that he was a kind-hearted man who would repay his kindness. Otherwise, he would not run up again so desperately, so he said with a smile: "Amitabha, the donor is really a bodhisattva with a heart, and there will be blessings in the future. The donor should sit down and rest, and the poor monk will bring you some water."

Hu Tan was also really thirsty, and he drank two large bowls before he let out a long breath and said, "Sweet! Master, why is your water so delicious? I also drank a few mouthfuls of spring water at the foot of the mountain. There is no comparison!"

Hu Tan finally tasted the difference, the feeling of cheering all over his body made him relaxed and comfortable.

Fangzheng smiled slightly, "It's just a bowl of water, the benefactor is thinking too much."

Detective Hu also thought so, probably because he was too tired and dehydrated, so he felt that the water was delicious, and said: "Master, you should close the door of the temple, we have already called the police, and the police will probably come soon. Wait for the arrest If you get to the bandits, it’s not too late for you to open the door."

Fangzheng laughed and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk is poor here, and there is nothing worthwhile. Even if the bandits come, what can they take? They are benefactors, so let's go down the mountain quickly."

"I should go too, but master, listen to me and be careful. I'll call you when I get back! Oh, why am I so stupid, I have a master's phone number, what are you doing here... oh ..." Hu Tan patted his head and went down the mountain.

After Hu Tan left, Fangzheng's face turned solemn, and he turned around and said, "Benefactor, come out."

After Fangzheng finished speaking, there was a sound of trembling footsteps in the Buddhist hall behind him.

Fangzheng was puzzled, this robber was quite burly and brutal under the eyes of the sky, why is he now a soft-legged shrimp?

Turning his head, Fangzheng was stunned: "Second Uncle Song?"

The person who came was Song Ergou! Song Ergou ran out of the village all the way, ran to Yizhi Mountain in a panic, and finally ran into the temple, trying to hide. Song Ergou looked at Fangzheng bitterly and said, "Fangzheng, it's me... that... I heard what you said just now. But the voice is quite strange, isn't it from our village?"

Fangzheng knew Song Ergou very well. This guy was originally named Song Benqing, and his name was very literary, but he was very doglike. Sneaking around, chewing his tongue behind his back, and being idle are his hallmarks, so everyone nicknamed him Song Ergou.

Song Ergou's nature is not bad, but he likes to be greedy and chew his tongue. Now that he came to the temple, Fangzheng thought about the content in the eyes of the sky, and immediately understood that the one who blocked the car was probably Song Ergou! As for why he came to the mountain, Fangzheng also had some guesses, but he had to confirm it.

Fangzheng had an idea and said: "It's a friend from the mountain. It seems that something happened down the mountain. They called the police. They came up the mountain to remind the poor monk to pay attention to safety. What about you? Why did you come up the mountain too? If the poor monk remembers correctly, You don't believe in Buddhism."

Song Ergou had a bitter face, still flustered, and didn't know what to say. He held back for a long time, stomped his feet, turned around, knelt down in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva with a plop, and kowtowed his head. While kowtowing, he cried, "I'm guilty, I killed someone... But I really didn't mean it... I just want to see what the courier delivered to you. 5555..."

Fangzheng never expected that Song Ergou, who is usually fearless, would do this, but Fangzheng was not in a hurry to pull Song Ergou. This person's nature is not bad, but there are many problems, which make the village uneasy. He thought about it, and just took advantage of this moment to tidy up this guy and make a good transformation.

So Fangzheng stepped forward and stood silently behind Song Ergou, without saying anything.

Song Ergou kowtowed his forehead was bleeding, so he stopped, sat down on his calf, looked at Fangzheng bitterly and said, "Fangzheng, what do you think I should do? I took my life... ..."

Fangzheng proclaimed a Buddha's name and said: "Amitabha, the benefactor of Song Dynasty, since ancient times, killing people pays for life."

"Ah...555" Song Ergou cried out of breath when he heard that he was about to die, and he seemed really frightened.

Fangzheng still didn't stop Song Ergou, and when Song Ergou was tired from crying, he said: "But my Buddha is merciful, and there will always be opportunities for people to correct themselves."

"Oh? A chance to make amends? But... I... I killed someone! It's not as simple as stealing a chicken or a dog. This is a crime, and if caught, you will be shot." After Song Ergou despaired, he heard Fangzheng's words ignited the fire of hope again. However, he still asked tentatively.

Fangzheng smiled and said, "All living beings in the world are under the eyes of my Buddha. My Buddha can't interfere with sentient beings, but I can give you justice. Tell me how you killed people."

Song Ergou honestly told all the things he had done, Fangzheng listened, and said in his heart: "As expected, this guy is really curious."

Therefore, Fangzheng said: "Song benefactor, you caused death by negligence, not on purpose. It was unintentional, and the crime is much less serious."

"Ah? By the way, Fangzheng, you have been to school, and you have read more books than me. Don't you have some political classes, about government? Is there any way to deal with my situation?" Song Ergou It was as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, but he didn't believe in Buddhism, he believed in Dharma.