In the following days, Mt. One Finger quietened down once again, but Fangzheng was a little flabbergasted. In the past, everyone that came up the mountain would immediately act with a very clear goal in mind. Either they were there to pray for children or for peace blessings. If not, they were there for other matters or to dig for bamboo shoots. But over the past two days, anyone that came to the mountain would basically first go to One Finger Monastery to offer incense before they went to dig bamboo shoots.
Fangzheng was puzzled. When he saw Yang Ping come up, he immediately pulled him over and asked, "Patron, why is everyone first offering incense before digging bamboo shoots every time they come up the mountain?"
"Venerable Fangzheng, aren't you aware?" Yang Ping was taken aback before he laughed.
"What should This Penniless Monk know?"
