Click!

As soon as Zhen Shuai's head touched the futon, there was a sound of bricks and stones cracking, crisp and pleasant, with lingering sounds.

Others didn't react for a while, but the hindsight behind him was happy: This little brother is really honest enough, knocking his head when he says knocking his head, this ability to fight cattle across the mountain is no one!

Of course, the very discerning afterthought did not forget to immediately take out a few hundred-yuan bills and throw them into the merit box, so as to turn everyone's attention away in time, especially the little monk who had already come to Zhen Shuai's side.

……

The hindsight had already prepared the banknotes, and when he saw Zhen Shuai kneeling down and was about to kowtow, he shouted at the monks in the hall and pulled his throat: "Look good, I'll donate two hundred and five!"

As soon as people's eyes turned to it, a faint voice came: "This kid, let's go here to smash the field, this is the eighteenth piece." It's really two hundred and five!"

It was an aunt who spoke, and she had been following closely behind Zhen Shuai, and when Zhen Shuai got up, she stepped forward and kicked the futon open, revealing the floor tiles that had been broken into eight petals.

Since the phone call, the harsh noise in Zhen Shuai's ears has not stopped, and the decibel level is not enough to reach his ears at all. Therefore, he neither heard the sound of the bricks breaking nor received the words of the aunt, so he walked to the next Buddha by himself, squatted down, and continued to bow down.

The aunt was unhappy, and hurriedly chased after her, but before she could reach out to grab it, she slipped on her foot, threw herself directly to the ground, and knocked the futon in front of Zhen Shuai to the side with her head.

Bang, click!

Zhen Shuai has not followed Zhang Sanfeng for a long time, although he has taken a shortcut and made rapid progress, he has not yet reached the point of doing whatever he wants, and the way this aunt "sneak attacked" was too weird and not murderous. He only thought that someone had kicked the futon away, so he didn't stop the action, stabilized his body with the balance against the sky, and kowtowed as usual, but he didn't expect to hit the aunt's head, but fortunately he just meant it, and he didn't use much force.

Auntie was already scared silly, she didn't think her head was stronger than the floor tiles. Ma Houpao gave a thumbs up in his heart, he was really a master of art and bold, and even a high-risk aunt dared to pass away! No wonder the boss deliberately confessed, and the disaster was casual.

Zhen Shuai didn't understand why the aunt sent her head over, thinking that she had touched the super porcelain, and she was also shocked. He has no experience in dealing with this kind of thing, Zhen Shuai twisted his head to the afterthought, which means: I don't have any money, so you should wipe your ass!

Ma Houpao thought that Zhen Shuai was pretending to be innocent, and admired it even more in his heart, so he hurriedly stepped forward and watched the crowd with his hands apart: "Don't move, everyone, I'm a doctor!"

Everyone looked sideways again: Isn't this the guy who just donated 250? If he is a doctor, can he be trusted?

It is estimated that the aunt also thought so, and she didn't have time to get up, so she first touched the mobile phone on her body and pressed the three number keys tremblingly: 1, 2, and 0.

As soon as the phone was connected, it was snatched away by an afterthought: "That's the case, one of our aunts here has fallen, maybe a little frightened, and can't stand up." Look, can you send a car first, and I'll pay ...... how much?"

Not far away, the monk in charge of the palace couldn't sit still, this is a big money lord, he has to flicker, say nothing and let him only vote 250, no matter what, he has to multiply it several times.

The steward monk had just stretched out his hand, and before he could open his mouth to introduce himself, Ma Houcang had already stuffed a bank card and a business card into his hand: "Master, I still have important matters, and my aunt will hand it over to you." There are 200,000 yuan in this card, and the password is two 250, if it is not enough, you can call me again. ”

What's important?

Looking at the monk who was holding the 200,000 bank card tightly and was so excited that he couldn't speak, everyone didn't know how many alpacas broke in at once.

Only a few seconds later, the high-pitched voice of the hindsight sounded not far away: "Look at it, I'll donate two hundred and five!"

Everyone suddenly realized that it was really important.

The do-gooders followed, and the monk in charge looked at the aunt who was struggling to sit up, and confessed to the Buddha in his heart, and silently recited two sentences of my Buddha, and then lifted his right foot, and kicked the aunt's head hard with the strength he had accumulated for decades.

Seeing that the aunt finally fainted completely, the monk in charge put on a smiling face, followed behind everyone, and ran over in a hurry.

Rao is an afterthought is exquisite, full of wisdom, and he can't stand Zhen Shuai's endless destruction.

After destroying the floor tiles in front of the 500 Arhat Seats, the person in charge of the temple personally rushed over and invited Zhen Shuai and Ma Houpao to the meditation room in the quarantine area.

"Poor monk Huineng, I don't know what the two donors call them?"

"My name is Ren Wu, Ren who has a long way to go, and the five of one, two, three, four, five", Ma Houpao, who had just sat down, immediately stood up, with a respectful face, and pointed at Zhen Shuai with his hand after speaking, "He is my brother, Ren Liu." ”

"Hehe, there are five people and six people, your parents are really knowledgeable", although Huineng said a word, he did not continue to entangle in this matter, "But I don't know where our temple offended the two little benefactors, please make it clear." Although the old man is dull, he has been in this temple for a long time, and he can be regarded as having some status, and he will have a way to get justice for you. ”

"The master is serious, there is no festival between us. It's just", although the hindsight is thick enough, it is not good to open his eyes and talk nonsense on other people's territory, so he has to pretend to be embarrassed, "My brother is too sincere, I heard people kowtow in front of the Buddha, the louder the words, the more sincere the heart, and it is difficult to ...... myself for a while."

Hmph, when I'm a fool. Do you have to smash all the floor tiles in our temple if you knock your head? Hui Neng was scolded, but his face was calm as usual: "In this way, this little brother is also a person who is destined for my Buddha." ”

"What the master said is", Ma Houcang couldn't guess the old monk's thoughts, so he had to echo it.

"Everything has a spirit", Huineng turned his body to Zhen Shuai, and folded his hands, "Including the grass and trees in this temple, every brick and tile, what does the little donor think?"

The murmur in Zhen Shuai's ears had just faded, and he only heard the last seven words, and seeing the compassion on the old monk's face, he was afraid that it would be rude to ask for help from the hindsight at this time, so he nodded subconsciously.

"That's good, all beings are equal in front of the Buddha", Huineng smiled, "In the holy land of Buddhism, how can the donor go on a killing spree and put the floor tiles that have been influenced by my Buddha day and night in a state of broken bones." ”

The eyelids of the hindsight jumped violently, this old monk is not simple, he actually secretly changed the concept and gave us a set.

"This", Zhen Shuai didn't know what to say, in the memory that Meng Buddha gave him, there should be no part of the Buddhist scriptures; and even if there were, it was all dead knowledge, how could it be used so quickly.

"Master, we are sincerely here to worship the Buddha, and you also said that my little brother is related to the Buddha", the hindsight tried to suppress the unhappiness in his heart, "If you turn us away, do you have to say hello to the Buddha and his old man first?"

"The donor misunderstood", Huineng turned his head to the hindsight again, and the smile on his face was even better, "What does the old man mean is that since the little donor has Huigen, can he worship the Buddha in a different way?"

"Another way?" Hindsight was puzzled, and then added: "We also want to burn incense, and we will give it greatly." ”

On the word big, the afterthought deliberately accentuated the tone.

"Of course it's not burning incense", Huineng's face was not shocked: "In my temple, there is a big bell!"

"Hit the bell?" Ma Houpao was a little displeased, and his face turned cold: "Do you want my brother to come to you to be a monk?"

"The donor misunderstood again, hitting the bell is the homework of the disciples of our temple, of course, there is no need for the little donor to do it for me", Huineng put his hands together again: "The little donor is dedicated to the Buddha, and there is Huigen, the bell is naturally going to shoot!"