The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

"Yes," said the system.

"Why? This view is obviously wrong. The consequences of the compassionate transition are not worse than those of the wicked." Fang Zheng frowned.

"But that's also true compassion. A person's kindness comes from the heart. You can't object to this. However, this compassion is just a small kind of good, and it can't be compared with a great good." Systemically.

Founder nodded, but didn't say in his mouth, but he didn't agree with what the system said. The evil caused by compassion is false compassion. Is it different from doing evil? What is the meaning of this compassion after it has brought about evil results?

At the same time, somewhere in Europe.

"David is dead?" Luca and Smith looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes!

"Luca, I suddenly felt that you were a lucky child," Smith said.

Luca nodded, "Yes, at least I'm alive, not sent to God by that Chinese master."

"So, to celebrate that you are still alive, would you like me to have a drink?" Smith asked sloppily.

"If you want to be killed by me, I don't mind." Luca stared at Smith angrily, and he lost money, even being pitted, and then switched the topic and asked: "Smith, do you want to continue extortion? "

Smith shook his head decisively: "Of course ... no! I think it's still my old profession, computer repairman, you see, what a high-level profession. What about you?"

Luka: "I want to go to Huaxia, but the schedule is not yet set. Go and meet the guy who hacked my computer, um ... I can't fight in the computer, in reality, I should be able to give him a punch. My Ten thousand euros, I can't just let it go like this ... "Luka looked at her baby and wanted to cry without tears.

Smith smiled.

At the same time, Founder's merit value increased quietly.

"Killing is not killing, killing is killing." Fang Zheng muttered, and posted this sentence to the Buddhist Forum. Then he just quit, he just made his own remarks, and didn't want to argue or debate with anyone.

I took my mobile phone and started to clean the Buddhist temple. After two or three days of sweeping leaves, the monkey's mentality was obviously better. At least the work was no longer frizzy and messy. In this regard, Founder just nodded slightly and didn't say anything. The fallen leaves still had to be swept away by the monkeys. The Buddhist temple had to take care of the squirrels.

The lone wolf draws water has its own characteristics. The two buckets of idiosyncrasy are on their backs, standing under the flowing water of the spring, and then they are done. It's just that it gets wet every time. At this point, the lone wolf is very unhappy.

At noon, Hu Tan, a courier along the way, came in full swing, dropped the package, founder signed, and left without a word. Obviously motivated ...

The Founder was facing Hu Tan's back, folded his hands, and declared that the Buddha's name was off. After opening the package, Founder smiled.

"Squirrel, your present is here!" Fang Zheng shouted, and the squirrel ran out of the nest immediately, turning his head, his eyes suddenly turned on, and the place jumped up and down.

"This is your new home, donated by Ma Juan, how about it? Do you like it?" Fang Zheng raised the squirrel villa one meter high and laughed.

The squirrel rolled over two heads in situ, but because it was too fat, it was planted directly.

The sweeping monkey grabbed its tail, caught it, and placed it on the ground, knocking the squirrel's head as if he was scolding him for being too frizzy.

Founder immediately smiled, even the most frizzy guy started to scold others for frizz.

The squirrel's new house has three floors, and the structure inside is completely made according to the people's room. It has a lot of fun, with a bed, a sofa, a model TV, and a spiral staircase. There is a rooftop behind the house, and a large rotating running wheel hangs behind the rooftop. While setting up a new house for the squirrel, Founder sighed that people are better than squirrels ... he hasn't lived in such a luxurious and modern villa yet, but the squirrel lived there first.

After installing the squirrel's new home, Founder took a photo of Zhang and sent it to Ma Juan. After all, it was the intention of others, so thank you for it.

Ma Juan was offline, and Founder took the phone and greeted the lone wolf for a walk.

The squirrel has a new home and is excited. The monkey swept the leaves, so they could only stay for lunch at noon.

As soon as I went out, Founder saw several pilgrims coming, but depending on the situation, it seemed not very optimistic.

Five people came, and all of them were suffocated, with three men and two women, the woman headed by it was even more angry.

Founder wondered, and he hadn't done anything bad?

Fang Zhengzheng wondered. Five people had already come to the door. As soon as they saw Fang Zhengzheng, the leading woman said angrily, "Fangzheng, I know you, you are the abbot of this temple, right?"

Founder folded his hands and replied, "Amitabha, the poor monk is exactly, is there any problem with the donor?"

"You liar! See I won't hit you a dead bald donkey!" The next three men followed suit, one of them with a big back and yelled: "What breaks the temple, it doesn't work at all, but also scams and tricks! Look at me today and I won't tear down your ruined temple!"

Fang Zheng frowned, a wolf's head popped up behind him, porcelain teeth grinned, white teeth were sharp as a knife, big as a cow, and a fierce look, scaring a few people who had been fierce and suddenly took a step back.

The woman who was going to do something called, "Fang Zheng, what are you going to do? I tell you, it's against the law to hit someone by hand, and it's against the dog to bite someone!"

Founder was speechless for a moment. This man was really a double standard. If it weren't for the lone wolf more severe than them, most of these people would have to start. Then it won't break the law?

The Founder clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, several donors, this is a wild wolf in the mountain, who has been in the news. The poor monk can't completely control him, so it is better for the few donors to be gentle, so as not to disturb him. It's hard to say. "

"You ..." A few people suddenly became angry. They were from nearby villages. They were not too unfamiliar with the Founder. They had not heard of it before. Knowing that this is a little monk with no temper, so bullying.

But the situation is obviously not the case! This monk may be bullying, but this wolf is not bullying!

"Sister, what should I do?" Asked a young man with a little scratchy head.

"What to do? You can beat a wolf, let's cut him first to relieve him." Huang Qilan said.

The young man smiled bitterly: "I can't beat it."

Huang Yilan gave the other side a glance and pointed at the Founder's Road: "Founder, don't you be dissatisfied, aren't you saying that this temple is spiritually effective? Isn't there a request for it? Why did I ask for nothing? Discrimination against me? Or, you Did n’t you tell me? ”

Huang Qianlan's purpose this time was not to beat people to smash the temple, but to come for a recipe. So many people have asked for it, but she did not. She thinks that other people are not seeking Buddha, but only seeking prescriptions.