The first monk is not tall, about 1.6 meters old, and about 50 years old. He was thin and sallow, but his eyes were shining.

I saw that this monk was wearing a sangha hat on his head, wearing a brown robe, a black silk light red robe on his shoulders, and an emerald green jade ring tied to his armpits.

There is a string of red sandalwood Buddha beads in his hand, the number is not less than one hundred and eight, each one is crystal clear, the Buddha beads seem to be covered with a ball of purple gas, faintly flashing with a trace of brilliance......

Master once mentioned to me that compared with the Taoist relatively diverse robes and robes, the Buddhist monk's clothes are very particular.

In "Two Strokes of the Bamboo Window", it is said: "The clothes are brown for Zen, blue for the speaker, and black for the lawyer." "Mountain Hall Examination" cloud: "Today's Zen monk's clothes are brown, the monk's clothes are red, and the yoga monk's clothes are white." ”

Generally speaking, monks' clothes can not be colored and colored, and Buddhists generally agree with the three-color theory, that is, green, mud (soap, black), and akane (magnolia) three shades, also known as the color of the law. And "bad color" and "sticking clean" are indispensable.

This so-called bad color is the meaning of its color and stain. Especially on newly made clothes, it is necessary to put a piece of different color, boil the juice with the bark, or apply mud and stains to the back or cuffs.

After replacing the new monk's clothes, it is necessary to add the "sticking" of the old clothes, that is, using the fabric on the old monk's clothes, and adding a patch to the new clothes to show the bad "style".

What you often see on the street, the yellow and black wide robes with large sleeves and vertical three treasure collars, are actually the ceremonial clothes worn by Buddhists when reciting, listening to scriptures, and doing things, not the daily clothes of monks.

Those fake monks who wander the streets may be able to deceive ordinary people, but for us cultivators, they know at a glance, and the truth is self-evident.

Don't look at the obscene look of this stammering little bald head of Amorous, but from the first time I saw him, I could tell that this person must be a regular Buddhist disciple.

Because although the monk's robe on his body is not exquisite, there are a lot of bad colors and stickers on it, which is much more reliable than those "street monks" who look dignified.

This is the monk's robe of the general Buddhist disciples, and the robe is the symbol of the saint and the sage, which has been respected by the Buddha since ancient times, and is not allowed to be worn by the monks.

On the contrary, many monks who have attained advanced cultivation are not confined to small sections, and there are many people who only wear clothes without wearing robes, and "deliberately" demote themselves.

Zen Master Changjue approached, first saluted to the three disciples of Yuanjun, then bowed to the heroes in the valley, and finally folded his hands at Ciyan and said "Amitabha".

"Senior brother is fine, Xishan has been separated for nearly two years, and the little monk is so worried about ......"

Ciyan Daheshang's face was moved, he took Changjue's hand, and said Senior brother, you miss me, don't you want you as a brother?

The two eminent monks laughed, hand in hand, and led the monks to the Tianji Hall.

On the way, he was naturally stopped by the soap Sanbao again, and he asked for an autograph and stopped talking about it.

Suddenly, I heard a voice coming from behind me.

"Uncle Chang, don't be angry, it's just that they are cooperating with heaven and earth, what is Qin Guangming? He is a thief, and the combination of heaven and earth is a thief's nest and rat pit, what are you angry with these rats? ”

I was a little stunned, I didn't expect that the names of Tiandihe and Qin Guangming would come out of other people's mouths. The fat man apparently heard it and turned his head with me.

I saw a group of people not far behind us, about six or seven.

Except for an old man with a gray beard and holding a rosary in a Tai Chi suit, and a middle-aged man with a blue beard, the rest were all young people, and one of them was a girl.

Just listen to the gray-bearded old man sigh.

"Alas...... That bearded tao is really an old fox, Minister Wang has been an old customer for many years, so he dug it up, and he endured one, but he didn't expect him to dig it into two, it's just going to be killed! ”

The middle-aged man with a green beard groaned.

"However, the matter of the Wang family's ancestral house is indeed a bit evil, it is just a feng shui layout, even if it can't block the fortune, why do you make a ghost? I think there may be something else hidden in this, and being able to get out of it is not necessarily a bad thing......"

The young girl thought for a moment and said with some hesitation.

"Hu Zitao is as famous as Uncle Chang in the circle, and he must also have some means, so he may not see the mystery in it. This time, he grabbed our customers, either prepared or with his back against the tree, and he had no fear. ”

"He's got a fart trick!"

The young man who spoke first looked rather disdainful and said angrily.

"It's just an old liar, what the hell? I think he pretended to be someone to steal business! ”

He chattered.

"Madan! If you provoke me, I will invite my master out of the mountain and kill these rats! ”

I saw that the young man who was talking was tall, more than 1.8 meters, he had fair skin, good facial features, and was wearing a brand-name polo shirt, like a handsome boy.

It's just that while talking, the pair of eyes habitually narrowed into a slit, and there was a faint anger in his eyes that could not be suppressed.

The old man sighed again, and said that Xiaoma, you are also angry, it is not enough to kill people, our boss Zhang grabbed the ticket of Tiandihe this time, and it can be regarded as a retrieval of one percent.

Several of them muttered, especially the young man called Pony, whose voice was not small, which caused everyone around them to look sideways.

Listening to their chats, I can basically determine that these six or seven people should be from Hongsheng Consulting.

It is said that peers are enemies, and this is not false at all. In our circle, there are not many fellow monasticists, but there are not many who can really talk about the word "competition".

Qin Guangming and Hongsheng's boss Zhang Chengdu are well-known real estate developers, and the purpose of Hongsheng Consulting is mainly to sort out the relationship and expand their business territory.

As a rising star with Hongsheng as the goal, so is Tianhe Consulting, where we are located.

All set up in the central square of Quancheng, the same purpose and similar financial resources, and even the target group are the same, from the beginning of its establishment, the two companies are destined to fight openly and secretly, and compete with each other.

In fact, among peers, snatching customers is a fairly normal business behavior. There is no emotion in the market economy, and customers are not fools, they will naturally make choices in their own best interests.

It's just that grabbing customers is a matter of reason rather than reason, and it is not clear that you are doing it for dinner, but it is inevitable that you will smash other people's jobs.

And what Hongsheng's group of people said, I have also heard about Hu Zitao's robbery of customers, but I don't know the specific details.

However, judging from their words, it should be similar to the inexplicable pregnancy of Fan Pei, the daughter of Secretary Fan's family, because they couldn't figure it out first, and our heaven and earth took over later.