Yunzhou, the provincial capital of Qianzhou.

In Xicheng District, there is a low mountain, called Luojia Mountain, and there is a temple on the mountain, called Luojia Temple.

Two years ago, it was said that a wandering monk built a temple here, and it was quite effective to see the blessing, and there was a wandering monk who spread the law widely, and his reputation gradually appeared, and the incense gradually flourished, and many dignitaries passed it on by word of mouth.

In recent days, Wang Wensheng's family has been flattered, and the Fang family, a big family in the provincial capital, has made good friends with them, and has reached several major projects in business, and the two families have begun to communicate intensively.

I heard that the Fang family's business has been getting bigger and bigger in the past two years, and it was because of the guidance of the senior monk on Luojia Mountain.

Wang Wensheng didn't believe it, but after intensive exchanges with the Fang family recently, the Fang family often mentioned the senior monk on Luojia Mountain, and his words were very respectful, and invited his family to listen to the monk's puja several times.

Wang Wensheng went a few times, and what surprised him was that the senior monk looked strange and accurate, and even predicted what would happen in the business in the next few days.

So Wang Wensheng was surprised in his heart, and he believed more and more that this monk was indeed true and was a high-ranking monk.

My heart gradually became pious, and from time to time I would bring my family to listen to the puja.

The senior monk was kind and kind-eyed, and he took great care of his daughter Hatsune as soon as they met, saying that her daughter had been helped by nobles and had a deep source of blessings, and prayed for her several blessings.

Wang Wensheng felt that this master was really a master, and his daughter's illness was cured by the little brother Jiang who was far away in the mountains not long ago, and he was indeed a nobleman. I also felt more and more that this senior monk was benevolent and kind, and he was so good to his daughter.

But every time she came over, her daughter Hatsune was not happy, saying that the master's eyes always made her feel uncomfortable.

On this day, the Fang family and Wang Wensheng's family had already made an appointment to attend the weekly festival in Luojia Mountain.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Wang Wensheng's family and the Fang family of three met in Luojia Mountain.

Hatsune's delicate face was reluctant, and she kept looking at it with her phone on the way here.

"Daughter, what are you looking at? With an absent-minded look, waiting for the master to teach the Fa, you can't do this, all the people who come are Daguan nobles. ”

Wang Wensheng smiled, with a father's tone of doting on his daughter.

Every time he brought her in, she looked reluctant, but her daughter was very obedient to his wishes and would not make it difficult for him.

The reason why Wang Wensheng brings his daughter Hatsune every time is not so that she can listen to the Dharma and worship the Buddha. Instead, the people who come to the festival are all well-known dignitaries in the province, and it is a big social circle.

As a businessman, Wang Wensheng not only does not steal or rob, but also wants to contact these things, contact the circle, contact the business, and naturally, he also wants his children to have a broader network.

This is the normal nature of businessmen!

Moreover, after her daughter recovered from her body, she became more and more beautiful, and every time she participated in a circle gathering, she would attract a lot of praise, and her father was naturally happy and willing to take her out to see the world.

"You, have the opportunity to communicate more with your peers, my daughter is so beautiful, earn more face for your father. ”

Wang Wensheng said with a smile on his face.

Now that his business is thriving, coupled with his daughter's illness, this heart disease that has been pressing him for 20 years has been solved, and his face is naturally red and his complexion is getting better.

"Dad, don't be poor, you're such an adult. I'll leave the venue halfway through, so I'll tell you. ”

Hatsune patted her forehead a little helplessly, with a little coquettishness, and her eyebrows and eyes were curved into a crescent.

"I found that I was in a very good mood since I saw you just now, and I kept looking at my phone, what's the matter? Don't you want your dad and find a boyfriend?"

Wang Wensheng's face suddenly changed, and he looked at his daughter with a slight smile on his eyebrows.

"What are you talking about, it's not in shape. ”

Next to her, Hatsune's mother, the woman who was always quiet and had no sense of existence, scolded her husband with a gentle smile.

"What's the matter, I see my daughter grow up and become more and more beautiful, and I'm afraid that other little cubs will snatch it away, that's my heart's meat. ”

Wang Wensheng replied like a child.

"Dad, what are you talking nonsense. ”

Hatsune glanced at her father and said carefully, but a touch of crimson still flew in her ears.

Of course, Wang Wensheng understands his daughter's character, and when he sees her like this, he feels a sigh in his heart, is there really one.

"Girl, Dad told you seriously, you're still young....." The smile on Wang Wensheng's face immediately turned serious, and he paused and opened his mouth when he said it.

"Even if we want to look for it, let's look at it first. ”

He thought about it for a long time, and finally made a final decision.

Every daughter is the heart of her father, and there is nothing wrong with what Wang Wensheng said.

"Dad, if you talk nonsense, I'm leaving. ”

Hatsune feigns to be upset.

"Brother Wang, I didn't expect you to arrive first, so I waited for a long time. ”

When the people of the Fang family arrived, a gentle middle-aged man with gold wire glasses came over and greeted him.

He was accompanied by a beautiful woman dressed in plain clothes, and the couple's son, a young man of twenty-five or sixteen years of age, who was handsome.

"Niece Hatsune, I haven't seen you for almost half a month, I'm getting more and more beautiful, I didn't come to the last festival, but the master in the temple still asked about you, you have a Buddha relationship with Master Fashan, and Uncle Fang envy you. ”

The middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses, named Fang Xingyuan, smiled at Hatsune.

"Uncle Fang teased me, I've been busy with school homework for half a month, and I don't have time to come, but I'm ashamed of the master's kindness. ”

Hatsune smiled lightly, different from the look and demeanor in front of his father just now, and vaguely had the demeanor of everyone's ladies.

"Haha, my niece is becoming more and more eloquent, Brother Wang, I really envy you for having a beautiful girl, let's go, go up the mountain, the master's puja is about to start." ”

Fang Xingyuan smiled and beckoned to go up the mountain.

It's just that in the depths of the gaze under the glasses, there is always some incomprehensible meaning.

The two families went up the mountain together, talking and laughing during the period, like old friends who have been together for many years.

Luojia Mountain is not high, only about 100 meters, it used to be a barren mountain, since the monk built a temple here, the voice of people gradually boiled.

The temple on the mountain, carved beams and painted buildings, yellow walls and red tiles, looming luxury.

It wasn't like this before, this is the dignitaries who came here to donate money to flip the cover, which looks quite magnificent.

The high hall in the temple, the treasure hall is solemn, the golden body Arhat, the big Buddha and Bodhisattva, the incense is curling.

The lights and candles in the hall are swaying, and the light is bright.

About dozens of people have gathered in the main hall, all of them are richly dressed and have extraordinary temperaments, not ordinary people.

Several monks in Tsing Yi were handing out futons to the incense lords who came, and the people who came sat cross-legged on the futons one by one, and they did not talk to each other, they all booed and waited.

A few minutes later, a fat-headed, big-eared monk dressed in a golden robe appeared, holding Buddhist beads, sitting on a high futon at the front.

"Amitabha!"

A recitation of the Buddha's name, full of nobles should respond!

(I wish you all a happy 2018 New Year, ask for the first order and monthly pass, and the reward can also come to one, I hope everyone will be lively, the first three watches in the early morning, and continue after dawn..... ）