Wu Ming pinched himself, it hurts!

Wu Ming looked at Fang Zheng in horror and shouted, "Fang Zheng, are you a human or a ghost?"

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said: "It doesn't matter if the poor monk is a human or a ghost, the important thing is that you are a ghost, you are dead, do you have any last words?"

Hearing that he was dead, Wuming thought of his family and the past, and collapsed on the spot, covered his face, knelt on the ground, and cried: "I'm dead? How could I be dead? Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Until now, don't you know what is wrong?" asked Fang Zheng.

"I know I'm wrong, but I can't help it! I just want to live well, let my wife and children live happily, what's wrong? The money in the temple can be given to the so-called poor people, but can't I give it to me? Why can't I take it when they can get funding? I'm not convinced!" Wu Ming shouted.

"What do you want so much money for?" asked Fang Zheng.

"After a lifetime of hardship, of course I have to live a good life, and the children are getting bigger and bigger, I have to prepare a wife and a business for them, right?"

"With a family, are you still a monk?" Fang Zheng was stunned, he didn't expect Wuming to have a family.

Wu Ming said: "Do you think I want to? But I have no other way, I am in debt, I have nowhere to run, and I can only become a monk in the end." How many monks, so much money, just grab a few handfuls, it's enough to live. It's a pity that that stupid guy in Hongyan is too pedantic, and he doesn't keep the money, so he actually donates it! It's really stupid! If it were me, I would keep the money, expand the temple, absorb more incense, and make more money. Wouldn't everyone be happy to make money with money, the temple to win fame, and I to make money?"

Fang Zheng smiled: "Is the money really so heavy? You haven't been home for a long time for money." ”

"It's been ten years, and the moment I left home, I didn't have the face to go back. I can't go back without making enough money, so I have to make money! I have to make more money, I don't have a choice!"

"The obsession is so heavy, how can you become a Buddha?" Fang Zheng shook his head slightly, he didn't expect that Wuming's obsession would be like this. Left home for ten years, hid in the temple to avoid creditors, and in order to make money, he returned home with the face...... Under such an obsession, it is no wonder that Mage Hongyan can't survive him.

"What about becoming a Buddha? Can becoming a Buddha liberate me? I just want money, but it's all ruined by you! I'm dead, but I curse you not to die!"

Fang Zheng didn't think so, and chuckled: "Death is dead, what can you do? I'll give you a chance, send you home to see, can you go?"

"Go, of course go!" Wu Ming immediately exclaimed, ten years later, he dreamed of going home!

Fang Zheng nodded, and with a wave of his hand, Wuming only felt that the heaven and earth had changed, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the door of his home.

Hometown is timid, now that he is dead, it is even more so when he comes back, for fear that after entering, he will not be able to recognize each other after the yin and yang are separated. He was even more afraid, after opening the door, the changes in the house made him unacceptable! What happened to his former wife? What happened to his children? Although he asked someone to visit them every year and brought back some news about them, the news was not good. But he has always believed that everything is the fault of money, and with money, those things can be easily solved, so he has been working hard and has never slackened.

Wu Ming raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, when he heard the sound of smashing inside, Wu Ming's heart trembled, there was a thief in the house?

I saw a middle-aged woman sitting in the house, with gray hair, sitting on the ground and crying.

The two men were playing around the house, the TV was smashed, the sofa was overturned, and the house was in shambles!

"Wife, wife, what's the matter?" asked Wuming as he rushed to the middle-aged woman's side.

Unfortunately, the woman couldn't see him or hear him, and when she saw the two men fighting, she cried out, "Stop fighting, don't fight...... Stop! Your father's bones are not cold, are you like this?"

"I don't care, you are partial, why should you give so much compensation to my eldest brother? If he wants to get married, I won't get married? I must give half of the compensation! I don't want more, I can't do less!" A man shouted.

The other older one said angrily: "You don't even have a girlfriend, what money do you want?

"What's wrong with gambling? I can still win money by gambling, but what about you? What else can you do but gnaw at the old man? How much money can you make a year with your little shitty mess?" exclaimed the younger brother.

"You ...... You guys...... You're going to me off. The woman cried.

"You were the ones who got angry with me first, I tell you, one penny less, and we'll be finished!" the younger brother slammed the door and left.

The elder brother came over and coaxed the woman and said, "Mom, why don't you give money to your younger brother." ”

"No, don't you know who he is? Give him? How much to him, and he hasn't lost?" the woman shook her head, then went back to her room and locked herself up.

Closed the door, hugged Wuming's photo, and cried even more sadly: "Sun Wuben, Sun Wuben, this is what you said that money can solve everything? You are dead, there is more money, but the child is finished...... You patted your ass and went to the house, but did you think about us? I pull two children by myself, and they are like they have no father since they were young. is blinded outside, the boss has low self-esteem and abandons himself, and the second child goes out to fool around with others, so brave and ruthless. Now that you're gone, the compensation has arrived, hundreds of thousands, but our home is over......!

Although we were poor back then, although you failed to start a business, we were still a complete family. And now, is there still a home? It's all over, it's over, it's over......."

After the woman finished speaking, she took out a knife and committed suicide by cutting her wrists!

"Don't, don't!" Seeing this scene, Wuming kept shouting, but the other party couldn't hear it at all.

When he saw the blood on the woman's wrist and her face became more and more pale, Goming cried. Kneeling in front of the woman, he smacked his big mouth and shouted, "Wife, I was wrong! I'm not a person! I only want you for TM's money! Everything I do is for this family...... 55555…… I was wrong, I'll come back, I'll come back! Fangzheng, I know you're still here, please, save my wife! Save her! As long as you save her, I will promise you anything!"

"Amitabha, enlightenment, you are dead, and the money has been compensated, aren't you still satisfied? Don't you think that all cause and effect are because of money?" The void shook, and Fang Zheng appeared out of thin air, wearing a white monk's robe draped over his body, which became more and more sacred and solemn.

"What's the use of having more money? How painful it is for a wife without a husband? How painful it is for a child without a father? I don't want them to go astray...... Perhaps, I was wrong in the first place. Always thinking that making a lot of money and then going back can make them live a happy life.

But it's all wrong...... It's not what I want, it's not!" Goming looked back, looking at the dilapidated home and his wife lying on the bed, crying profusely.