It's not the peak season, and the scenic spot is not full of tourists.

Even many of the tourists are foreigners.

This is also normal, the White Horse Temple actually has a great reputation among foreign Buddhists, known as "Shiyuan" and "Ancestral Garden".

The governments of Thailand, Myanmar and India have all funded the construction of their own national style temple buildings at the White Horse Temple.

There are even islanders who have funded the construction of bell towers and empty sea statues.

However, Wang Quan didn't have any good memories of this place, and even when he entered the scenic spot and passed by the monk's meditation room, he almost turned around and left.

Because he saw a familiar stranger.

The old monk.

The old monk was standing on the tree-lined path, looking at Wang Quan with a smile.

Ye Shengge was puzzled: "Brother Quan, do you know the old monk?" ”

Although she is very disrespectful, she is a Taoist anyway, and it is impossible for her to become too enthusiastic when she enters the Buddhist temple.

Wang Quan sighed, "It's all a mistake I made when I was young." ”

Shaking his head, he took the lead and walked towards the old monk.

The old monk didn't leave, and when he got closer, he smiled and said, "Little donor, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?" ”

"Master, I'm not a donor, my surname is Wang, you can just call me Xiao Wang."

A donor is a person who believes in Buddhism and then gives money to a Buddhist temple or Taoist temple.

Wang Quan regarded them as volunteers for Buddhist temples and Taoist temples.

Anyway, Wang Quan is not.

"It's all the same." The monk smiled, "With the temperament of a small donor, I am afraid that I will not come to the temple to worship." But today it is ......"

He looked at Ye Shengge and Ah Jiu, "Could these two be friends of the little benefactor who came to Luoyang from other places to travel?" ”

Locals bring their friends from out of town to visit well-known local attractions, and this is generally the case.

"Not really." Wang Quan sighed, "Master, is there anyone in our temple who can exorcise evil spirits or something?" ”

The master still smiled, "Naturally, there is none. ”

I don't know why, Wang Quan is actually quite mature now, but as soon as he saw this master, he inexplicably reminded him of his original thinking:

"No, master, tourists don't come to visit the temple just to have peace of mind. The last time I came, it cost fifteen yuan for the three sticks of incense alone, and I bought the cheapest one. ”

"The little donor also said that he was asking for peace of mind."

Seeing someone looking this way, even the eyes of the staff in the scenic spot were not quite right, the old monk smiled and turned around, "Little donor, why don't you go to the poor monk's meditation room and talk again?" ”

"Okay."

Jian Jiejie said that Wang Quan and the three of them followed the old monk and walked along the path for no more than five minutes, and then stepped through the wooden door labeled "The monk's residence, tourists are not allowed to enter", and then entered the monk's wing.

followed the old monk around the wing room and walked for another three minutes, and finally came to a quiet and elegant courtyard.

"The three donors wait a moment."

The three of them sat down at the stone table under the locust tree, and the old monk went back to the house and walked out with a kettle and four glasses.

After sitting down and pouring four cups of hot tea, he raised his hand, "Please." ”

Wang Quan took a sip of tea from the cup, it was Tieguanyin bought in the supermarket, it was not bitter, he could accept it.

Putting down the teacup, he pursed his lips and apologized, "Master, I'm sorry, I was on top just now." Also, I want to apologize for what happened five years ago, when I was young and frivolous and ignorant, don't mind. ”

"At that time, I was quite mindful, there were a lot of tourists here, and I could only pretend to be cultivated." The old monk didn't call himself a "poor monk" or "old monk" or anything like that, he blinked, "But then I thought about it, after a few years when the donor is mature, I will look back on the past, and I will definitely be ashamed, so I will happily eat two more bowls of rice." ”

He smiled with satisfaction, "Looking at the donor's apology now, it shows that I was right at the time." ”

Wang Quan: "......"

Damn, this old monk's mouth is so poisonous!

The old monk didn't care, and continued: "As for the things you said, the donor, they are actually not a problem.

"Buddhist temples also have to eat, and like you said, they just want peace of mind.

"As for the incense sticks...... We're a lot more generous here than Yuji Temple. ”

Wang Quan said in a low voice: "What you said about the Friendship Temple is ......"

The old monk snorted, "Don't say, don't say~~"

"Yes, yes."

Wang Quan had an expression of "I understand", and then glanced at Ah Jiu faintly out of the corner of his eye.

Ah Jiu shook his head slightly.

Wang Quan sighed in his heart.

It seems that there is really no extraordinary power in this White Horse Temple, and Ah Jiu at the front didn't feel it at all.

Then please have peace of mind.

Wang Quan was entangled for a long time, but still said, "Master, that's it, what, I have a friend, he ......"

Balabala.

He gave an overview of his situation.

But the specifics have been skipped.

"Master, do you see any way?"

The master smiled slightly, "Follow the doctor's instructions, take more medicine, drink more hot water, and stay up late." ”

Wang Quan: "......"

This old bald donkey is here to get a people's mentality!

He took a deep breath, suppressed the fire in his heart, and said, "Master, don't be kidding. ”

"No kidding, the doctors say you have a physical problem. But ......" The old monk said this, and the conversation changed.

He pointed to his heart, "Little donor, the physical problem is easy to solve, but what about the psychological problem?" ”

Wang Quan was stunned, "Psychological problems? ”

"Not bad." The old monk said lightly, "Little benefactor, I don't know what kind of power you are talking about, whether it is money or power. Your current state of mind is to know that there is a problem, and you will be vigilant in your heart, but you will subconsciously rely on it and even indulge in it. ”

Wang Quan was silent with a gloomy face.

After a long time, he sighed: "What the master said is right. ”

Indeed, he knew that the more power he borrowed, the more he would be eroded, and even last night he had the dream of being in the Republic of China Mansion for a long time.

The ghost bride in the dream was no longer sitting on the bed, but standing up.

He knew he couldn't go on like this.

But...... The feeling of being filled with power and feeling as if everything is under control is really inseparable.

And he had a secret he didn't tell.

Although he told Ye Shengge that he had only borrowed ten percent of his strength at most now, he actually knew it.

I borrowed it myself, and I don't even count it as the tip of the iceberg.

At most, it can only be said that it is one feather of ten thousand chickens, and one feather of nine cows.

That's an exaggeration.

So, how strong is Miss Ghost Bride?

He didn't dare to think about it.

"Master, what should I do then?"

"Learn to exercise restraint and actively look for solutions."

The old monk said this, which means that he didn't say it.

But it's very useful for Wang Quan.

He nodded, "I see, Master, thank you." ”

Restraint is easy to say, but it requires him to have great self-control.

Wang Quan thought he could give it a try.

can mix in the position of a middle-level small leader, and he doesn't rely on his face.

As for the solution...... Of course he has.

That's the next blind date!

As for now...... Let's take Ah Jiu back to buy daily necessities first.

There's a lot of work to be done after that.

Test how much strength you can borrow at most when your mind is not very polluted.

Resign.

Swap some of the gold bars for money, and maybe buy a new house.

Then go to Ye Shengge and the boss of their company to talk about the APP, and see if the other party knows about the problem of the APP.

There are still a lot of things, but Wang Quan's original character belongs to the relatively stable kind.

He decided to follow the rules.

Standing up, he nodded, "Master, then we'll go first." ”

"Well, let's scan the code first." The master took out his mobile phone and clicked on the WeChat QR code.

Wang Quan grinned, took out his mobile phone and added friends.

The other party's WeChat name is Master Shi Yanle, and his avatar is a monk wearing sunglasses and holding a guitar, and the monk also raised his hand to compare with a V.

Seeing Wang Quan's strange expression, Master Shi Yanle smiled slightly, "I'm live on Kuaishou, and my ID is my WeChat name, remember to pay attention." ”

Wang Quan: "......"