The old monk Jinglin walked steadily.

When he walked through the Garan Hall and saw Wu Jun sitting there alone, he stopped and walked alone.

"Donor, why are you sitting here alone?"

The old monk was wearing a brand-new robe today, his thin face did not have much expression, and the nine ring scars on the top of his head made him look even older, and his eyes revealed incomparable tranquility.

Wu Jun actually admires him a lot, being a Jiazi monk, he can still keep his heart and devote himself to the Buddha, which is really commendable.

This has to be placed in some dynasties, and it may be a high monk who even the emperor has to meet.

And he's not that kind of hypocrisy, he's really kind.

I have done a lot of good things since I was a child, although they are all trivial things, but it is important to persevere.

It is really unfair that such a person is about to be pushed to the forefront and become the object of people's doubts.

So Wu Jun smiled and said, "I'm waiting for you here." ”

"What's the matter with the donor?"

"Isn't it better if you invest your money in me, and I will make more money, and you will do more good deeds."

The donor was joking again. ”

Wu Jun shook his head and said, "I'm not kidding. If you haven't donated it yet, it's too late to regret it. ”

"This matter is known to the whole world, and there is no regret about it. ”

"It's not that you won't be allowed to donate, you just donate five million, and then you can say that the accountant is wrong with a zero?"

Old Monk Jinglin smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Naturally, he couldn't agree to this, because if he did, he would be lying to the people of the world, but monks can't lie.

Wu Jun finally persuaded: "You have to think clearly, this money is not so easy to donate." ”

"Thank you for your kindness, but my Buddha said that if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell. If I don't do good because I'm afraid of gossip, what's the point of my Buddha's existence in the world?"

Then you're really going to hell this time.

Wu Jun shook his head, he also persuaded what he should have been persuaded, although he knew that this would be the result, but he still couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart.

A good monk is about to be broken.

I hope the Buddha will bless him and survive these hurdles.

......

Wu Jun was not interested in seeing any details of the donation, so he walked down the mountain alone, and heard the voice of the master of ceremonies from behind: 51.72 million yuan, which will be used for the construction or renovation of schools in poor areas.

Wu Jun hadn't reached the door yet, and the news had already spread on the Internet.

"50 million! Wangfeng Temple in Xilin City made a one-time donation to the poor mountainous areas!"

"True charity, good news for students in the mountains. ”

"The abbot of Wangfeng Temple donated 50 million, enough to build 25 primary schools!"

......

Of course, these are relatively normal reports, and various comments from netizens are also more rational, after all, with so much money, you can really do a lot of things.

Wu Jun refreshed the browser as he walked, and as soon as he smelled the aroma of Wei Han's barbecue, he saw several dazzling titles.

"A temple in Xilin City donated a huge amount of money, where did the money come from?"

"A monastery generously donated 50 million, abbot: not bad money!"

"Is it for good, or for fame, maybe for fame. ”

......

He probably looked at the content, and it was nothing more than saying that a small temple, how could it be so rich?

The donation alone is 50 million, so how much wealth is hidden in this temple?

It's okay to donate money for charity, but with such fanfare and everyone in the world, is the abbot named Jinglin really doing charity, or does he want to be famous?

Wait a minute.

As soon as this article came out, netizens were like being slapped in the face and "woke up" one after another.

So all kinds of "revelations" in the comment area came.

"Wangfeng Temple's New Year's first bell is auctioned for 500,000 yuan, the head pillar incense is 300,000 yuan, and a stick of high incense is usually 500 yuan, where do you say the money comes from?"

"Take everyone's money and do your own charity, you are worthy of being a master and talented. ”

"There's too much money, so I'm uneasy not to donate some. ”

"It's a ...... of prosperity"

......

With the appearance of these articles, the positive reaction has not even begun, and all kinds of doubts and negative comments have poured in waves.

The image of a monk established by Master Jinglin in the past soon collapsed into a mess of chickens and dogs.

Wu Jun looked up in the direction of the top of the mountain, where the donation ceremony might have just ended. I don't know what kind of reaction the old monk Jinglin will have when he sees these remarks.

"Master, you're back so soon?"

Wei Han was already sweating profusely at this time, the grill was full of meat skewers, and Jasmine was looking at him with blank eyes.

"Well, nothing to look at. ”

"Master Jinglin is not good this time. Wei Han turned over the skewers and said, "I'm afraid I've been publicized." ”

Wu Jun shrugged his shoulders, not quite wanting to talk to him about this topic.

"How many skewers did Jasmine eat?"

"327 roots, 60 big black roots. ”

Wu Jun looked at jasmine and ate more than 300 sticks, this product is really a foodie!

If it is allowed to eat, it can feed a few barbecue stalls by relying on it alone.

He scanned the QR code, transferred four hundred yuan, and walked into the door with a handful of grilled meat skewers.

Wei Han watched Da Hei and Jasmine leave with Wu Jun, and let out a long sigh of relief.

It was the first time he had been in direct contact with these two dogs, and it was stressful.

In his experience, if the one named Jasmine was angry, even a specially trained soldier would be difficult to resist.

And the earth dog named Dahei, with two eyes that seemed to be able to see through his thoughts.

He was almost certain that the big black dog would know if he showed even the slightest hint of hostility.

This time, it seemed to be a simple D-class mission, but now because of the appearance of two dogs, it has risen to A-class.

I knew that he wouldn't have rushed to come in the first place, how nice it was to be at home.

......

In the next two days, the old monk Jinglin still didn't come to sit down, but the negative news about him and Wangfeng Temple on the Internet was wave after wave, constantly refreshing people's three views.

Wangfeng Temple has made too much money in recent years, and those monks who left the temple did have a real hammer on the ground, and some people are even willing to report it with their real names, and the entire temple can be described as infamous.

And all this responsibility is naturally all blamed on the old monk Jinglin, who made him the abbot.

It is exactly in response to what he himself said, if he does not go to hell, who will go to hell.

However, although there was a storm and scolding on the Internet, it did not seem to have specifically affected Wangfeng Temple.

The old monk Jinglin still sits in the meditation room every day, and the remaining seven or eight monks in the monastery carry brooms to clean every day, except for three classes and three meals.

The whole temple seems to be immersed in tranquility.

This made Wang Daoqing restless.

spent 300,000 yuan to invite the water army, but the thunder on the Internet was rumbling and terrifying, but not half of the rain fell, what is this called?

He found Li Daode and asked him very unhappily.

"Senior brother, don't worry," Li Daode said with a grin, "Now that the abbot's reputation has become stinky, our first plan has been successful!"

Wang Daoqing frowned when he heard this: "What are you going to do, it's best to finish it all at once." ”

"Okay, senior brother, in fact, it's just one step," Li Daode said, "this time we will give the old monk a real hammer and send him to be my master's company." ”

"What's a real hammer?"

Li Daode leaned into Wang Daoqing's ear and said it like this, and Wang Daoqing's face changed constantly when he heard it.

Li Daode finally said: "Whether he succeeds or not, he will not be able to keep the position of abbot this time." ”

Wang Daoqing hesitated.

Ask the water army to smear the abbot, at least within the scope of the law, freedom of speech, and everyone did not fabricate the facts, at most they avoided the important and trivialized.

But Li Daodao's idea this time is already a crime.

"No, no, there must be a bottom line to be a man," so he shook his head and said, "And once we are detected, we can't get out of the relationship." ”

"Senior brother, you and I don't need to come forward in this matter," Li Daode said in a low voice, "I have a brother-in-law who knows a lot of people outside, as long as you give him a little money, you can ensure that you do it well." ”

"Are you sure?"

Li Daode smiled: "100% sure, I am his brother-in-law, can he still harm me? And he will not be so stupid, he will not come forward to arrange it himself, so it will be safer." ”

Wang Daoqing thought for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, since we have done it, we will do it to the end, how much does it cost?"

"This time, I want to invite people, and I also want to invite a water army, 500,000 should be about the same. ”

Wang Daoqing immediately turned on the computer to transfer money, but fortunately he took it upon himself to leave a little money in the account.

Abbot Jinglin, please go to hell this time, Amitabha.