Poverty limits one's imagination.

Can you imagine that the daily income of a monastery is hundreds of thousands of yuan? Can you think of a temple or something, this is actually a family business? Can you even imagine that you are still a landlord in the crowded land of Dongying?

It is said that they also have good friends with many large enterprises in Natsuki City, and they usually have not only legal exchanges, but also business contacts???

The most important thing is that the handsome monk in front of him is the heir of this Songran Temple, that is, the son of the head of this temple.

The peaceful smile in Lan Sui's heart gradually distorted.

Well, back to business for now.

The temple finally arrives at its destination between stops and turns, and is a separate courtyard for the owner's house, which also has a place to entertain guests.

Here, Lan Sui was a guest, and the person he wanted to meet was also a guest of this temple.

Come to the quiet room, which is brightly lit and simply furnished, with two cushions, a pot of tea, a column of fragrance, and that's it. However, to feel it carefully is to reveal a subtle Zen.

At this time, an old monk was meditating with his eyes closed on one of the cushions, as if he did not notice Lan Sui's arrival.

According to the plot in general film and television dramas, Lan Sui should sit opposite the old monk and meditate with him, and understand a thing called Zen machine.

It may seem like a fool, but it's actually called pretending.

Well, Lan Sui is not the kind of thing, so he is also sitting opposite the old monk, Lan Sui bowed slightly, smiling, the green smoke of incense sticks faintly surrounded him, he opened his lips, spoke slowly, and said:

"Master Yifeng, long time no see."

Hearing the call, the old monk opened his eyes, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, no words and no mercy, like a stream of bluestone, clear and flowing but he did not move.

"Long time no see, Lan Sui donor."

The old monk returned the salute.

At the same time, bend over, pinch the pot, and pour the tea. Amber tea flows into a purple sand porcelain cup like spring water. Looking at the herbal tea that has been sitting for a long time, it is actually steaming after being poured out.

The old monk gently pinched the bottom of the teacup and pushed it in front of Lan Sui.

"Tea, please."

"Thank you."

Pinch the teacup and pour it into your mouth in three parts. The warm tea feels like washing the whole person's internal organs.

The teacup was put down, and Lan Sui didn't say much to the old monk, but directly took out a small pebble from his pocket and put it in front of the old monk.

In the quiet room, the dust in the sunlight seemed to twist a little.

The old monk's heart has not reached the state where he can always maintain peace.

He stared at the pebble for a long time, and after a long time, he broke the peace with a soft sigh. At the same time, he reached out and pinched the stone and put it into the monk's robe.

"Thank you so much, Lan Sui donor." Monk Yifeng folded his hands and bowed.

"No, you don't."

Lan Sui waved his hand, "We have a relationship between money and goods anyway, you give the money, and I do the work." ”

He stood up, patted the dust on his buttocks, which was not very present, and said, "The things have been given to you too, and I have already received the money." There were still people waiting for me to eat, so I was ready to go. ”

"The donor wants to leave, but the poor monk doesn't dare to stay, but he ......"

Monk Yifeng paused for a moment before continuing: "Lan came into this Songran Temple with the benefactor, do you know how much money you can earn in a day?" ”

"I heard that there are hundreds of thousands." He replied casually.

"Lan Sui donor, in fact, you can earn more."

"Hahahaha."

Hey, Lan Sui really couldn't help laughing, and his stomach almost hurt from laughter, no, he was already hurt by laughter. The body that was about to stand up fell to the ground, Lan Sui covered his stomach with both hands, but the laughter was endless.

"Why is the donor laughing?"

"First, let me laugh for a moment and I'll answer you."

After Lan Sui hugged his stomach and laughed fiercely, he raised his head and looked at the Yifeng monk in front of him, "I laugh because I can hear the word money from you, a great monk, and even more so from the matter of making money." ”

"Aren't you monks all paying attention to the emptiness of the aggregates? Is it really good for you to put this stuff in your mouth like this cheesy now? Lan Sui said these words with the utmost sarcasm.

In the face of Lan Sui's words, Monk Yifeng just pinched the teacup and smiled, and said: "The five aggregates are empty, which means that the ontology of color, receiving, thinking, acting, and knowing is empty, and there is no real, eternal and unchanging existence. Since those are non-existent, isn't it the same whether I talk about it or not, monk? ”

"But, you care."

Lan Sui looked coldly at the monk in front of him.

"You often say that you must learn to let go of fame and fortune, wealth and loss, joys and sorrows, hatred and jealousy, sorrow and distress, but can you really let go of these, and can you really let go?"

He asked. Seeing that Monk Yifeng wanted to say something but couldn't say anything, Lan Sui shook his head and continued:

"You can't give up everything, you can't get everything. Old monk, your cultivation is not enough. ”

After speaking, Lan Sui didn't care about Monk Yifeng's ugly face, and got up to leave.

"But, Lan Sui donor, you must always know that if you don't choose, then you can't achieve what you want in this country."

"You know what's in my mind?" Lan asked.

"The poor monk doesn't know."

"Then you're trying to persuade me like that?"

"However, if the donor doesn't miss it, why go out of the mountain. Since you are bound to have expectations and thoughts in your heart, but now your behavior is contrary to what you think. ”

Lan Sui looked at the old monk in front of him.

His Dharma is not profound, but his Buddha nature is very high. Otherwise, it will not be the method of sitting still, but unfortunately there has always been a part in my heart that I can't let go, a concern, so I can't achieve the equality of all beings, and I can't get an empty word.

However, he does see people accurately.

The current blue is contradictory.

The contradiction lies in the fact that what you think and what you do always want to go against each other, on the one hand, the wishes of the old way, and on the other hand, the principles in your heart, are always in conflict with each other. He's a lazy man, and he always has been, so he always likes to use the most effortless hair to achieve his goals. Today's circumvention of the wall is the best embodiment, although it is someone who broke the plan, but from the behavior can see his character.

Therefore, there is the persuasion of the monk Yifeng.

In ancient times, the slightly more advanced ones were called lobbyists, and the lower ones were brokers, which were not completely positive images anyway. But the effect is obvious.

Lan Sui couldn't help but groan for a long time, after all, today had a great impact on him. I thought that with hundreds of millions of money, I could slowly realize what I wanted, but not to mention the high-level of this country, even a famous temple can't compare.

However, at this time, Monk Yifeng threw an opportunity in front of Lan Sui. Just like the olive branch that Yuito Tsuchiya threw over a long time ago, this is the second time.