The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Chapter 161: My Money

When he returned home, Qin Xiaoyu’s feet were already “well”, and the old monk Jinglin had already sat down.

Wu Jun smiled and said to him: “Master, you were almost killed by a fairy just now, do you know?”

“The donor laughed,” Jinglin said, “Where is the fairy. Besides, who will harm me?”

Wu Jun turned on the phone and showed him the video recorded just now.

Old Monk Jinglin furrowed his brows as he looked at him, and he had always looked calm and calm, and he began to waver slightly.

If he saw the blonde woman who was hurt so badly just now, he would definitely help to take the road outside, and then the woman would take the opportunity…In that case, his old monk’s lifetime reputation would be ruined.

“Unexpectedly!”

Finally, the old monk let out a long sigh and said, “Human hearts are so unpredictable.”

Wu Jun smiled and said: “It has always been so unpredictable, but you are lucky and you haven’t met.”

“Hey,” the old monk seemed a little frustrated, “thanks to the donor and Tan donor this time. If it weren’t for you, the old monk might be going to jail this time, and there will be no day to turn back.”

“Aren’t you afraid of going to The Underworld?”

“The Underworld is really not terrible, but the old monk of The Underworld in the world doesn’t want to go.”

Wu Jun: ……You know that there is no The Underworld to say that, right?

At this time, the old monk stood up suddenly: “The old monk has something to do, let’s go first.”

“Sit down today?”

“Stop sitting, I just had a question, so I wanted to borrow the pure place of the donor, but now I have the answer.”

After speaking, the old monk turned and left. From his steps, Wu Jun saw a trace of determination.

It seems that he finally got the hang of it.

…

In a van down the mountain, Zhang Guangzhi was sitting in the driver’s seat, angry at the two ragged people behind.

“This little thing can’t be done well, what use do I want you to do? I know how to make excuses all day long!”

The bald head cried and said, “Brother Zhang, there really is a wolf, at least as big as a calf, really!”

The long-haired man also hurriedly said: “Yes, Brother Zhang, we didn’t lie to you, it’s really a big wolf!”

“So big-headed wolf, why didn’t you eat you?” Zhang Guangzhi couldn’t wait to wake them up with a pee. “It just bit your clothes and pants. Why didn’t it beep you?”

“We don’t know either.”

Zhang Guangzhi looked at the blonde woman in the co-pilot again, even more annoyed.

“Brother Zhang, I didn’t lie to you either,” the blonde woman said quickly, “I saw a dog, a black dog! But it really talked to me!”

“Pooh–”

I believe in your evil!

Dogs can talk, why don’t you say that the snarling dog has gone down to earth, have you seen Erlang God?

In fact, the blonde girl is really innocent. It was Wu Jun who was hiding behind a tree and said that, and she was shocked.

“Get out of here!”

“Brother Zhang, that…money…”

“I still want money if things are not done,” Zhang Guangzhi said fiercely, “Believe it or not, I want your life first?”

The three men were driven out of the car, and the clothes and pants on the two men were one by one, which was even more coquettish than the dress of a beggar.

“We really met a wolf!”

The blonde woman was limping, still soaking blood on her calf: “I really heard the dog talking…”

The hearts of the three of them were extremely bitter, and at the same time, there were bursts of chill in their hearts.

This Wangzi Mountain is really evil, and will never come again.

…

In Wangfeng Temple, Wang Daoqing was waiting for good news, but Li Daode hurried in.

“How about it, is it?”

“Nothing.”

Wang Daoqing couldn’t help but stunned: “If it didn’t happen, how could it not happen? Didn’t you say it was guaranteed?”

“Brother, it’s not the time to talk about this,” Li Daode said nervously, looking outside, “Let’s go quickly. It might be bad if we go too late.”

“what happened?”

“Just now I saw Master Jing Zhi summoned everyone together, but didn’t call us two. I’m afraid they know what we are doing.”

“Huh?” Wang Daoqing felt cold all over, “This…Didn’t you say that you are okay?”

“I do not know either.”

At this time, Jingzhi strode in, followed by a dozen monks, who were the least silent and chanting in the temple in the past.

“Wang Daoqing, Li Daoqing,” Jingzhi said coldly without any expression on his face, “you two are suspected of embezzling more than 800,000 public funds to frame Abbot Jinglin. The police will be here soon. Go by yourself.”

Wang Daoqing softened all over, and it was over, this time it was really cold.

Fraud can be left to the past, but embezzlement of public funds is a real deal.

Seeing the two being taken away, it was quiet until then that they led everyone and slowly walked towards the abbot’s meditation room.

He has a solemn face, steady steps, and every step is extremely religious.

He gently walked into the Zen room and sat down on the futon opposite Jinglin.

Old Monk Jinglin opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely calm: “You are here.”

“Yes brother.”

“Then should I go now?”

Quietly put his hands together, and said: “Brother, if you can take the initiative to give way, it is a great blessing for Wangfeng Temple.”

A trace of desolation flashed in Monk Jinglin’s eyes, but he quickly recovered his calm.

This junior has been with him for more than 30 years, and the old monk naturally knows what he has in mind.

Don’t think he usually hides his powers and bids his time, sits with him every day, but secretly forms a party. Those monks outside who don’t talk much, don’t care about things, and devote themselves to the practice of Buddhist scriptures, are all his people.

This time Jinglin rectified Wangfeng Temple. On the surface, he followed Jinglin’s wishes to clean up the gate. In fact, he only used Jinglin’s hand to drive away other monks in the temple in one fell swoop.

Wang Daoqing and Li Daoqing did not escape his calculations.

First, he used them to slander Jinglin’s reputation, and then removed them. Poor Wang Daoqing still wanted to be a boss, but didn’t know if he was used.

Now as long as Jinglin is forced to leave, the entire Wangfeng Temple is his.

And this is also a certainty.

The donation matter has caused a huge controversy on the Internet to Monk Jinglin. At the peak of the storm, it is impossible for the higher-level association to let him serve as the abbot.

Let it go, Monk Jinglin thought, he decided to leave anyway.

He had understood just now that instead of sitting in the meditation room and chanting, watching the crowds fly in and out, it is better to walk around the world and save the world.

“Well, as you wish.” Monk Jinglin finally said, “Let me sit for a while.”

“Brother, please.”

…

Jingzhi walked into Tallinn along the quiet path and came to the master’s tomb tower.

He did not come to confess, but to tell the master that he finally became the upper hand today.

The three of them are brothers and sisters, he is the one most disliked by the master.

Because Senior Brother Jinglin is better at reciting scriptures than him, Junior Brother Jingming is smoother and more pleasing than him, and he has always been taciturn.

But he thought he was very stoic and endured it silently for so many years.

Today, it is finally proved by facts that Jinglin’s practice is wrong, and it is no longer incompatible with modern society, but how did Jingming be blinded by profit and embarked on a crooked road.

They are representatives of the extreme left and the extreme right.

But he is Zhongzheng and peaceful.

From now on, he will use his own method to carry forward Wangfeng Temple.

I don’t know how long it took, a monk came to him silently.

“Quiet to the abbot, Master Jinglin is gone.”

Jingzhi nodded slightly and asked, “Did he…have taken anything away?”

“A small backpack, it should be clothes, no scriptures.”

Quietly nodded, as long as the few treasured scriptures left by the master are still there.

The monk said again: “But he also borrowed a trolley and took away two futons from the Zen room.”

Jingzhi’s eyelids jumped suddenly: “You mean futon?”

“Yes, the abbot is the two big futons in his meditation room.”

Oops!

When he was quiet, he ran down the mountain, the demeanor of the high monks just now disappeared, and the monks behind him were surprised and inexplicable.

Isn’t it just two futons, such a fuss?

Does Jingzhi Master have group fetishism?

…

Jing Zhi rushed into the meditation room like crazy, grabbed a futon on the ground and tore it indiscriminately, and pulled the rope woven with cattail all over the ground.

Gone!

His heart sank sharply, and he opened the other with trembling hands.

It’s gone!

Quietly, as if he had lost his soul, he fell to the ground.

No, it’s all gone!

Except for the old monk Jinglin, Jingzhi is the person with the highest standing and reputation in Wangfeng Temple.

So for a long time, the key to the merit box was in his hands. He would open the merit box on time every day, and let people turn in the finances after counting.

He knows well that to develop temples and win people’s hearts, money must be used. This is the rule of modern society.

So he deducts a little from the merit money every day.

But he didn’t dare to deposit the money in the bank because it was easy to check and he didn’t have a home outside. Finally, on a whim, he opened the two futons in his meditation room and hid them in the futons.

Over the years, only the outer layer of rope remains for the two futons, and the inside is full of money.

He likes to sit in meditation with Senior Brother Jinglin, because as long as he sits on this futon, his heart will feel extremely peaceful and peaceful, just like sitting on seven Rosy clouds, even his soul will soar.

He thought that God didn’t know this, but the Buddha didn’t realize it.

Unexpectedly, that damn old Jinglin bald donkey took away his futon!

my money!

My hard work!

Jingzhi only felt tightness in his chest for a while, and fell down as soon as his eyes went dark.