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Chapter 180 Your Wisdom Is Not Enough [One Update] (Subscribe)
"The master is here!" At this moment, two lights suddenly lit up in the warehouse.Hundreds of old men and women stood together like primary school students, looking up at the stage expectantly.

The dilapidated warehouse is only on the outside, there is something different inside.

In the warehouse that was supposed to be dusty and covered with only a few incandescent bulbs, after these two lights were turned on: a low-key dark red velvet carpet was suddenly laid on the floor, and more than 100 plastic folding stools were placed on it, surrounded by considerate grounds. There are several drinking fountains, and there are disposable paper cups next to them. Obviously, they know the habits of these old ladies in detail.

A dozen or so light bulbs on the ceiling were then turned on. They were big, round and bright. The orange lights were warm and velvet, giving people a strong sense of security.

Two little novice monks, with Buddhist beads rolled up in their hands, and wearing dusty monk robes, ran out from the door on one side of the stage, and greeted these old men and women crisply one by one.

"Hey, good, good." Who doesn't like cute children?
Especially the little sha-mi is obedient and well-behaved, and even helped the master heal Mr. Lu before, which made these people very envious, and they wanted to stuff two candies.But it may be that the Buddhist education is strict, and the little novice can pinch his face and touch his head, but he just doesn't accept what they give.The petite appearance of sternly refusing is extraordinarily cute, and it also makes these old men and women who have been hiding from XZ and finally come here to put down their guards.

The expression on his face also relaxed.

"A-Mita-Buddha." At this moment, a cough came from the stage, and a man wearing an earth-colored cassock slowly walked out from behind the stage.

I saw that he had a slender figure, with [-] Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, which were neatly coiled. The edges of his clothes were somewhat rough, and the shoes on his feet were also somewhat worn.But the whole thing was washed stiff and clean. It is obvious that this master took good care of himself despite his tight conditions.

The sandalwood is curling up, making him look like an unworldly eminent #monk, who doesn't pursue secular affairs very much, but only focuses on the Buddha#Dao, and then helps all living beings.

"Wujie, Wumi, come back." Just listen to the slight movement of the master's lips, but the people in the whole warehouse can clearly hear the voice of the master, "Don't disturb the benefactors who share our heart with the Buddha."

"Big #teacher!" Hearing the big #teacher speak, several people with more anxious tempers quickly said nervously, "Although we know that the big #teacher doesn't care about money, we still collected some money. I hope that the big #teacher You can help us!"

"A-Mi-Tuo-Buddha." The middle-aged man on the stage frowned and said, "It's not easy for the alma mater's family, so there's no need to do this."

Hearing Da#shi's words explaining the situation at home, the old man's eyes were red, and he choked up and said,

"Master #, there is nowhere to go anyway. Instead of giving money to those quack doctors, it's better to let you teach the cure!"

He has seen countless doctors for this disease, but no matter how he looks at it, there is no effect.It happened that Mr. Lu's symptoms were almost the same as his own, which made the old man couldn't help feeling a surge of anticipation. He would rather stop the western medicine and come to the master for help with the last money at home.

"I have money too!" Who has no difficulty?Seeing that the first old man has already received the sympathy and approval of the Great #Master, it is very likely that the next step will be to jump in the line for early treatment. It's not easy with two kids!"

"Money is a trivial matter! Please help me to see it first! If it works, I am willing to give another 30!"

After one person started, of course the rest of the group hurriedly wanted to take out the money in their arms.

"A-Mi-Tuo-Buddha." Seeing this, the great master on the stage sat down cross-legged silently, and began to turn quietly with the Buddha beads.

At the same time, there was a burst of Buddhist music slowly resounding in the warehouse, which was floating and comforting, and calmed down the agitated old man and wife.

"You don't have to worry, I made a great vow to save the suffering of the common people." The master closed his eyes, his expression looked even more sacred under the illumination of the stage lights, "Money is not a big deal, as long as Everyone is sincere, as long as I make a wish to the Buddha#, and everyone sings with me, the Buddha will be able to observe how much power we can share through our wisdom-root and sincerity."

This has happened before.

However, several old men and wives felt that it was because Mr. Lu had a strong will to survive.They couldn't compete with each other back and forth, and their relationship was not bad.Apart from trying to figure out who brought more money, the rest is pretty much the same.

"Don't worry." The little sha-mi had already carried a donation box together at some point, and ran down the crowd from the intersection of the stage again, singing Buddhist songs with the master, while walking around in front of everyone, "Master-fu will Trying to pray for everyone!"

Everyone is already familiar with this process.

After all, Master Da# doesn't want them to spend too much money. Every time he prays, he is quite exhausted and even fainted.So in order not to embarrass Master # too much, everyone wrapped up their money and put it into the merit box as much as possible without letting them see the amount.

Then I closed my eyes, listened to the Buddha-song very devoutly, and felt that the master begged for blessings from the Buddha# on behalf of everyone, so that their tired bodies and minds could relax a little.

As for the wish in the heart, the great #master has already said that it depends on the individual's wisdom#root.

For example, Mr. Lu belonged to Hui#root, so the Buddha#chosen him for the first time, and he even healed his leg injury well.

Some people don't have enough wisdom #root, so they can only wait patiently to see when the Buddha#finally notices their good thoughts, or is escorted by the blessing of a great #master, then it will be their turn to get their wish fulfilled.

"A-Mi-Tuo-Buddha." The great #master on the stage recited again for a while. Tiredness is brushed away.

I can't help but have a deeper admiration for the master.

"Mr. Zhou, this is your money." It was not a lie that the two young monks were walking through the crowd just now, and they had heard about Zhou's family for a long time.

This time, I happened to walk around in front of Mr. Zhou, looking at the burden on his chest, although I knew that the box would fall into my hands, I still only remembered the teacher's teaching──
First push the blame, then make it difficult, and then have to accept it.

Three steps, although a little troublesome, but the effect is very good.

Even if the old man's family members came over to grab the money back, they didn't insist on taking it after all, and there were even videos to prove it, so it could only be regarded as a gift at best.

As for the excessive amount?

Since it is all voluntary by the elderly, of course there is no position to return it!

Assess the elderly for disability?That also depends on whether the elderly person is willing to cooperate.

"Of course I will!" Mr. Zhou blew his beard and stared, knowing that he had quarreled with his mother-in-law before, so he let the master know.

He was afraid that his chance to attend the last #blessing ceremony would be cancelled, so he hurriedly stuffed the money in his hand into the box──
However, a slender but powerful hand clamped him at this moment.

"Sorry, I don't seem to have enough wisdom."

"Since it is free to pray for #blessings, how do you imply that believers have to give money?"

　Mr. Lou: If making money is so easy, why should I obediently farm?

　　You really need to pay more attention to your family when you have time. Mo's mother was almost deceived before. If Lao Mo hadn't been there, more than [-] yuan would have been thrown away... I still feel scared when I think about it now.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)