The old monk didn't ask Mao 18 anything, but continued.

Once upon a time, there was a monastery with a spider in the corner of the monastery.

Listening to the Dharma every day, spiders also have spirituality.

One after a thousand years, the Buddha came, saw the spider in the corner and said, you have practiced for a thousand years, and I ask you a question, what is the most precious time.

The spider thought for a moment and said, what is not gained and what has been lost.

The Buddha smiled and said, "I'll come back in a thousand years."

The spider is thinking about this question, although a thousand years is long, but it has passed.

The Buddha came again and asked, "What is the most precious time?"

The spider still says that it cannot be gained and has been lost.

The Buddha went again and said that I would come back in the next thousand years.

A thousand years is long and boring.

Early one morning, a gust of wind hung and a crystal dew dropped on the net.

The spider crawled over and talked to the dewdrops, and the delighted spiders really wanted to hold the dewdrops in their hands.

But another gust of wind came, and the dew was gone.

The spider was so sad that she washed her face with tears all day long.

A thousand years have passed. The Buddha arrived as scheduled.

Spider is still the same sentence.

The Buddha said that you have been practicing for thousands of years, so go on a trip to the world.

The spider became the daughter of a prince's family.

At the age of sixteen, she was already out of the country.

On a spring outing, I met the golden champion nectar. But the nectar didn't seem to recognize the pearl. Just smiled and nodded at him.

Because Zhu'er knew that it was arranged by the Buddha, she felt that the nectar must be his. Didn't care.

But within a few days, the emperor sent a decree that Princess Changfeng had promised to marry manna.

Pearls were so desperate that she lay on the bed without eating or drinking. It feels like the soul has left the body.

At this time, Taizicao broke in, stood in front of Zhu'er's window and cried, why don't you look at me, I have liked you for so long. Now that you're leaving, what's the point of me living, why don't you go with you.

As he spoke, he was about to kill himself when he drew his sword.

At this time, the Buddha appeared and said to Zhu'er, the prince grass is the grass on the steps of the main hall, he has been silently paying attention to you for three thousand years, but you have never seen him.

Zhu'er's soul suddenly returned to its place, jumped up and knocked off the sword of the prince grass, hugged him and cried.

Three thousand years, what a long time, and now he understands that the most precious thing is not what is not lost and what has been lost. The one you have in front of you is the most precious.

After the tea, after the rain, Mao Shibai stood up, swept the floor to the two people in front of him, and said I understand, I understand.

When Zhang Li came to Mao Shiba's house, Mao Shibai had already gone out, and no one answered after knocking for a long time.

An old lady who came out of the door said, "Don't knock, the person has already gone out."

Zhang Li asked, where did she go.

The old lady said, I don't know, went out with a girl.

The lunch box in Zhang Li's hand fell to the ground, as if someone had inserted a knife in her heart.

Gao He was lying in the hospital, severely injured, and it is estimated that he will not be able to get off the ground for a month.

Secretary Zhao gave a death order in his busy schedule, the murderer must be caught, and he must be the master of the people at any cost.

The irrigation project is still ongoing, but it is not possible to allocate funds again, because all the funds are earmarked.

Although Director He has been locked up. But Director He has been silent and has not said anything.

The millions of dollars in the bank card that was searched from him were placed there, and Director He couldn't deny it if he wanted to.

The crux of the matter is to get this matter to a thorough conclusion, to see who else is behind the scenes, and who else are their accomplices.

Director He's mouth was full of big bubbles, and he hadn't eaten a bite of food for a few days.

He was struggling and hesitating, he didn't know whether to carry it himself first, or to tell the ins and outs of this matter.

Some things are like gambling, and if you make a mistake, you will lose everything.

Can Director Huang save him, Zhao Shiqing, will they stand by and watch. Or, these people find a way to kill themselves secretly and let them put everything on themselves. Director He didn't know that he felt like a special failure, really, he had never felt like this in so many years. Even when he was a small character who was looked down upon, he didn't have it.

He didn't dare to eat, he didn't dare to drink water, he felt that everyone around him wanted him to die, and everyone was relaxed when he died.

The people in the police station were indignant, because a director was actually blackmailed behind his back, and it was a fucking shame to say this kind of thing.

Secretary Zhao couldn't take care of these things, so he asked Liu Zijian to temporarily take over all the work of the police station.

On the first day Liu Zijian sat in Gao He's office, someone came over to scold his mother.

A lot of things are clearly out there, but we can't do anything about it, because we can't produce evidence. Evidence isn't a fucking thing.

Liu Zijian wanted to see Mao Eighteen, but he had already heard about Mao Eighteen's family, and he did not call Mao Eighteen to comfort him, because he believed that Mao Eighteen was a man. He is a man who stands up to the sky. He can handle everything.

After a few days, find Mao Eighteen to drink some wine, and it is estimated that it will be fine.

If a person dies and cannot be resurrected, it matters whether he is still alive.

Mayor Dong truthfully reported the situation to Director Huang.

Director Huang didn't say anything on the phone, just said that I knew.

Mayor Dong knew that Director He's matter must be Director Huang's backstage, otherwise, Director He wouldn't dare to make such a big deal.

The project was done by Zhao Shiqing, and it was impossible for Zhao Shiqing to take less of the black-hearted money in it, once the matter was opened, it would not be beneficial to everyone, Director Huang was his backer, and he didn't want him to fall, because he still wanted to be able to climb up to the next level.

If you look at the current situation, it is necessary for you to reach out and help them, which can be regarded as helping yourself.

Now there is a person in front of him, Secretary Zhao, as long as he is cleaned up, everyone will be fine.

But how to clean up Secretary Zhao, Mayor Dong didn't think about it.

Because this person has always been cautious in doing things, and he can't catch any tricks.

At this time, the office door opened and the secretary walked in. God said mysteriously, Mayor Dong, there is something I don't know whether to say or not.

Mayor Dong said, what else can't you say to me, say.

The secretary said that Secretary Zhao had moved the salaries of all civil servants in the city and embezzled them to drill wells.

Mayor Dong suddenly stood up from his chair. He grabbed the secretary and said, "What you said is true."

The secretary shuddered and said, Isn't it true, how dare I lie to you.

A sinister smile crossed Mayor Dong's face.