Back at home, Qin Xiaoyu's feet were already "good", and the old monk Jinglin had already sat down.

Wu Jun smiled and said to him, "Master, you were almost killed by the goblin just now, do you know?"

"The donor laughed," said Monk Jinglin, "where did the goblin come from?" Besides, who will harm me?"

Wu Jun turned on his phone and showed him the video he had just recorded.

The old monk Jinglin frowned deeply when he saw it, and he had always been calm and calm, and he began to shake slightly.

If he had seen the blonde woman just now, and she was so badly injured, he would definitely help to help her out on the road, and then the woman would take the opportunity...... In that case, his old monk's lifelong reputation would be ruined.

"I didn't expect that!"

Finally, the old monk sighed and said, "The human heart is so unpredictable. ”

Wu Jun smiled: "It's always been so unpredictable, it's just that you're lucky and didn't encounter it." ”

"Hey," the old monk seemed a little frustrated, "Thank you to the donor and the Qin donor this time, if it weren't for you, the old monk would probably be in prison this time, and there would be no day to turn over." ”

"Aren't you afraid of going to hell?"

"It's not terrible to be in hell, but the old monk of hell on earth doesn't want to go. ”

Wu Jun: ...... You know there's no hell at all, right?

At this time, the old monk suddenly stood up: "The old monk has something to do, so go first." ”

"Not sitting today?"

"Don't sit, I just had a question, so I wanted to sit in the pure place of the benefactor, but now I have the answer. ”

After speaking, the old monk turned to leave, and from his steps, Wu Jun saw a trace of determination.

It seems that he has finally opened his mind.

......

In a van down the hill, Zhang Guangzhi was sitting in the driver's seat, angry at the two ragged people behind.

"I can't do this little thing, what use do I want you to do?

The bald head cried with a sad face, and said, "Brother Zhang, there is really a wolf, at least the size of a calf, really!"

The long-haired man also hurriedly followed and said, "Yes, Brother Zhang, we didn't lie to you, it's really a big wolf!"

"So big-headed wolf, why didn't you eat you?" Zhang Guangzhi couldn't wait to wake them up with a soak of urine, "It bit your clothes and pants, why didn't it beep you?"

"We don't know. ”

Zhang Guangzhi looked at the blonde woman in the co-pilot again, and became even more annoyed.

"Brother Zhang, I didn't lie to you," the blonde woman hurriedly said, "What I saw was a dog, a black dog!

"Phew—"

I believe in your wickedness!

Dogs can talk, why don't you say that the roaring dog has descended to earth, have you seen Erlang God?

In fact, the blonde girl was really innocent, and it was Wu Jun who said it behind a tree at the time, and it scared her out.

"Get out of here!"

"Brother Zhang, that ...... Money ......"

"I still want money when things don't work out," Zhang Guangzhi said fiercely, "Believe it or not, I want your life first?"

The three people were kicked out of the car, and the clothes and pants on the two men were one by one, which was even more coquettish than beggars' outfits.

"We've really run into a wolf!"

The blonde woman was lame and her calves were still soaked in blood: "I really heard the dog talking......"

The three of them were extremely bitter in their hearts, and at the same time there was a chill in their hearts.

This Wangzi Mountain is really evil, and I will never come back again.

......

In Wangfeng Temple, Wang Daoqing was waiting for good news, but Li Daode hurriedly broke in.

"How's it going?"

"It didn't work out. ”

Wang Daoqing couldn't help but be stunned: "It didn't work out, how could it not be done? Didn't you say that it was guaranteed to be done?"

"Senior brother, now is not the time to talk about this," Li Daode looked outside nervously and said, "Let's go quickly, it may not be good to leave late." ”

"What's going on?"

"Just now I saw that Uncle Jingzhi gathered everyone, but he didn't call the two of us, I'm afraid they will know what we did. ”

"Huh?" Wang Daoqing felt his whole body cold, "this...... Didn't you say you were guaranteed to be okay?"

"I don't know. ”

At this time, Jing Zhi strode in, followed by more than a dozen monks, who were the most silent in the temple in the past, and recited the scriptures with their heads bored.

"Wang Daoqing, Li Daodao," Jing Zhi didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and said in a cold voice, "The two of you are suspected of embezzling more than 80 million public funds, framing the abbot of Jinglin, the police will arrive soon, you can go yourself." ”

Wang Daoqing's whole body softened, it's over, it's really cold this time.

The framing can be relied upon, but the embezzlement of public funds is real.

Seeing the two being taken away, Jing Zhi led everyone and slowly walked towards the abbot's meditation room.

His face was solemn, his steps were steady, and every step was reverent.

He walked gently into the meditation room and sat down on the futon opposite Jinglin.

The old monk Jinglin opened his eyes, and his eyes were extremely calm: "You are here." ”

"Yes, senior brother. ”

"Shouldn't I go?"

Jing Zhi clasped his hands together and said, "Senior brother, if you can take the initiative to give way, it will be a great blessing for Wangfeng Temple. ”

A hint of desolation flashed in Monk Jinglin's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

This junior brother has been by his side for more than 30 years, and the old monk naturally knows very well what he is thinking.

Don't look at his usual obscurity, he accompanies him to sit in meditation every day, but he forms a party in secret. The monks outside who don't talk much, don't meddle in their affairs, and devote themselves to practicing Buddhist scriptures are all his people.

This time, Jinglin rectified Wangfeng Temple, on the surface, he followed Jinglin's wishes and cleaned up the courtyard, but in fact, he just used Jinglin's hand to drive away the other monks in the temple in one fell swoop.

Wang Daoqing and Li Daode did not escape his calculations.

first used them to slander Jinglin's reputation, and then removed them, poor Wang Daoqing still wanted to be the abbot, but he didn't know that he was used.

Now as long as Jinglin is forced away again, the entire Wangfeng Temple will be his.

And that's a sure thing.

The donation has caused a huge controversy on the Internet for Monk Jinglin, and he is on the cusp of the storm, and it is impossible for the superior association to let him hold the position of abbot anymore.

Let it go, Monk Jinglin thought, and he decided to leave anyway.

Just now he understood that instead of sitting in the meditation room and chanting the scriptures and watching the crowd fly and dog, it is better to walk the world again and transform the world.

"Well, as you wish. Monk Jinglin finally said, "Let me sit down a little longer." ”

"Senior brother, please. ”

......

Jing Zhi walked along the quiet path into Tallinn and came to the master's tomb.

He didn't come to repent, but to tell the master that he finally became the abbot today.

There are three brothers and sisters, and he is the one who is least liked by the master.

Because Senior Brother Jinglin is better at chanting scriptures than him, Senior Brother Jingming is sleek and more pleasing than him, and he has always been taciturn.

But he considered himself stoic and endured in silence for so many years.

Today, it was finally proved that Jinglin's set was wrong and incompatible with modern society, and how could Jingming be dazzled by interests and embark on a crooked path.

They are representatives of the far left and the far right.

And he is neutral and peaceful.

From now on, he will use his own methods to carry forward Wangfeng Temple.

I don't know how long it took, but a monk came to him quietly.

"Jingzhi Abbot, Master Jinglin is gone. ”

Jing Zhi nodded slightly and asked, "He...... Did you take anything with you?"

"A small backpack, which should be clothes, did not hold a scripture. ”

Jingzhi nodded, as long as the few treasured scriptures left by the master were still there.

The monk added, "But he also borrowed a small cart and took away the two futons in the meditation room. ”

Jing Zhi's eyelids jumped suddenly: "You mean futon?"

"Yes, abbot, the two big futons in his meditation room. ”

Oops!

Jing Zhi ran down the mountain, without the slightest loss of the demeanor of a senior monk just now, which surprised the monks behind him.

Isn't it just two futons, making such a fuss?

Could it be that Master Jingzhi has a fetish?

......

Jing Zhi rushed into the meditation room like crazy, grabbed a futon on the ground and tore it indiscriminately, tearing the rope woven by the cattail grass all over the ground.

Gone!

His heart sank sharply, and his hands trembled as he unopened the other.

It's gone!

As if she had lost her soul, she fell to the ground.

It's gone, it's all gone!

In addition to the old monk Jinglin, Jingzhi is the person with the highest rank and reputation in Wangfeng Temple.

So for a long time, the key to the merit box was in his hands. Every day, he would open the merit box on time, let people count it, and hand over the finances.

He knew that in order to develop monasteries and win people's hearts, money must be used, which is the rule of modern society.

So he deducted a little bit from the merit money every day.

But he didn't dare to deposit the money in the bank, because it was easy to be checked, and he didn't have a home outside. Finally, on a whim, he dismantled the two futons in his meditation room and hid them in the futons.

Over time, both futons were left with only a layer of rope on the outside, and the inside was full of money.

He likes to sit in meditation with Senior Brother Jinglin, because as long as he sits on this futon, his heart will feel extremely peaceful and peaceful, just like sitting on the colorful clouds, and even his soul will soar.

He thought that God didn't know about it, and the Buddha didn't know it.

Unexpectedly, that damn old bald donkey in Jinglin took away his futon!

My money!

Oh my heart's work!

Jing Zhi only felt a tightness in his chest, and he fell down as soon as it was dark.