Hearing Lu Yangming say that he was picking up the money that others had deliberately thrown away, Han Lin was shocked and angry.

You can still say that you can talk about real money, and you actually put three dark coins, is it really too buttoned, and human life is so worthless?

"Great, master, if I lose it and someone picks it up, will it be transferred to someone else?"

"If you think about it too much, it will only be transferred to the first person to pick it up, and it is useless to throw it away from others, not to mention that it is unlikely that anyone will be able to pick it up, because as soon as you lose it, this thing will automatically return to you. Lu Yangming's affirmative reply made Han Linton disheartened.

At the same time, I also understand why I lost it so many times and still appeared in my pocket.

"Then what should I do, Master, you must save me!"

"Take money to eliminate the disaster, not to mention that this shouldn't be your cause and effect, I will definitely help you. Lu Yangming said hintly.

"Master, how do you charge for this?" Han Lin instantly understood what the other party meant, and quickly asked.

"Feel free, you can see for yourself. "Lu Yang never asks for a price, and everyone comes at all. Three hundred and five hundred is not too little, and a million is not too much.

Lin Miaomiao and Zhao Yuesheng gave him one million before, as well as the 100,000 given by Liu Jiaming, and Duan Yulong and Xu Tiangang gave a lot, so he didn't worry about money now.

"Great, master, eight, eight thousand lines, I'm just a part-time worker, I don't have much money in my pocket, do you think so?" Han Lin was extremely frightened now, and asked cautiously.

"Depending on your own ability, you can do as much as you want. ”

"Thank you, master, thank you, master, can I transfer money on WeChat?"

Lu Yangming took out his mobile phone and opened the collection code.

Ding! Han Lin scanned the code and transferred the money immediately, and the 8,000 yuan arrived in an instant.

After collecting the money, it's time to get down to business.

"Let's go. After speaking, Lu Yangming stood up and was about to walk out.

"Master, where are you going?" Han Lin also hurriedly took the Immortal Coin and stood up and followed.

After locking the door, the two quickly left Luoyang Street and came to the side of the road, Lu Yangming asked, "Where is the nearest temple?"

"There is a Baofa Temple in the east of the city, what are you going to do in the temple?"

"Have you ever heard such a saying, don't panic when you pick up the dark coin, throw it into the merit box?" Lu Yangming asked with a smile.

"Oh? no, no. Han Lin shook his head, but how could this sentence sound so unreliable?

Lu Yangming didn't explain too much, although this is a book title setting that appeared on the station recently, but it still makes some sense.

Soon, a taxi pulled up and the two got into the car.

"Master, go to Baofa Temple. ”

"Well, please fasten your seatbelts. After the driver said with a smile, he slowly started the car and drove forward.

Baofa Temple, located in the east of the city, Jiangling Mountain, has the name of the first Lingshan in Jiangdong, so it is very famous.

In the Baofa Temple above, there are well-known monks stationed in the country to practice, and the incense is vigorous, and there are not a few tourists.

To enter Jianglingshan Park, you have to buy a ticket, and when you get to it, you have to buy a ticket again to enter Baofa Temple.

For this kind of place, Lu Yangming is very disgusted. This is completely a commercial money-making model, where is still a place for monks to practice.

If it weren't for helping Han Lin, he wouldn't have come if he was invited.

What is the great monk who knows the Ming, that's all.

The real cultivators are all the kind of people who have wild temples in the mountains and a few thatched temples. It's like today's monks, who drive luxury cars in and out, and have so much savings in their hands that ordinary people can't even imagine.

Lu Yangming frowned, and came to the Baofa Temple with Han Lin.

"Master, what should we do next?" Han Lin asked cautiously.

"Throw the money into the merit box along with the paper envelope. ”

"Ha?!!" Han Lin was stunned for a moment after hearing this, what kind of operation is this.

Only then did I remember what Lu Yangming said before, don't panic when you pick up the dark coin, and throw it into the merit box.

That is, to transfer the money to the Buddha, and let the Buddha cure the evil spirit?

It's so simple, I'm really a pig brain, I can't even think of such a simple way, I spent 8,000 yuan in vain, and I regret it to death.

But what else can I do now, of course, I did it, and my life matters. Hurriedly walked over, and after kowtowing three times on the futon, he took out the money to buy his life and threw it into the merit box.

The little monk next to him saw that there should be a lot of money in such a big envelope, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and the smile on his face was a lot brighter.

After doing this, he seemed to feel ashamed in his heart, Han Lin took out hundreds of red bills from his body and threw them in, before he got up and left.

The little monk on the side was also stunned, obviously he had just invested in such a big envelope of merit money, it was not enough, and he took out a few hundred yuan and put it in, such a pious and honest person is really a good person!

Of course, Lu Yangming, who was on the side of Han Lin's move, saw it, but he didn't say anything.

"Master, am I safe now?"

"It's not that simple, it's just the first step. ”

"Ahh

"Don't worry, throw money into the merit box, just to break the right method. The evil spirit will still come for you, so we'll have to go back and figure out how to do it in the evening. ”

"Oh, I listen to the master in everything. It was only at this time that the anger in his eyes subsided, and he seemed to have misunderstood Lu Yangming.

The two left Baofa Temple, went all the way down the mountain, and took a taxi back to the Mingwen shop.

But Han Lin was really absent-minded and scared.

"Don't be nervous, relax, I'll deal with that evil spirit at night, don't worry. ”

"I'll leave my life to you. This was Han Lin's last straw.

It was already afternoon meal, Lu Yangming ordered a takeout, and after eating, he drank tea for a while, and Lu Yangming went to the workbench to sit down and began to carve wood carving.

And Han Lin looked nervous, and the more it got dark, the more scared he became. In order to relieve his nervousness, he had to sit there and make tea by himself.

Soon, it was dark.

The doors of the shops remained open, and there were fewer and fewer people on Luoyang Street, until finally only the street lights were on, and by late at night, all the shops on the street were closed, except for the Mingwen shop, which was still open.

"Master, aren't you going to close this door?" Han Lin asked nervously, in his perception, closing the door meant being safer.

"Close the door, and the evil spirit can't get in. Lu Yangming said.

Han Lin didn't speak, but became even more nervous. Yes, tonight is to let that evil spirit come, otherwise how to solve it.

He can't hide in this store every day, the long pain is better than the short pain, the one who should come will always come, face it bravely.

Now, Han Lin has no other way, whether to die or live, listen to fate.

I really hope that I have met a man with a high way, and my life is all in the hands of Lu Yangming.