Open three grocery bags, each of which is full of old people's heads.

He Liping's eyes were red, she had lived for most of her life, and it was the first time she had seen so much money, and when she lifted one of the food bags with trembling hands, an exclamation came from behind her.

"Ahh

He Liping was so frightened that his hands shook and threw the food bag on the ground, and a stack of old people's heads seemed to be unwilling to be restrained, scrambling to jump out of the bags and scatter them everywhere.

"What did Xiaojun do to get so much money!"

Sha Qing looked at the money all over the ground, his eyebrows were full of sorrow, a young man who had just arrived in Jiangbei suddenly became rich, and ninety percent did something illegal.

Although, there is a sense of alienation to this son who suddenly appeared.

Although, I don't like this waste wood son very much, but after all, he is his own son.

Doing illegal things and being arrested and imprisoned is something she doesn't want to see.

"It probably has something to do with him becoming a monk," He Liping squatted down and said as he picked up the old man's head on the ground.

"You don't have to worry at all, you raised him for so many years after all." Seeing that He Liping only cared about money, Sha Qing's face became very ugly.

Not to mention that it's okay, He Liping thought that his adopted son was not what it used to be.

"Let's talk about returning Xiaojun to you, I'll leave first, I'll take two bags of the money here, and you keep one bag, after all, I've taken care of him for so many years."

Looking at He Liping, who was picking up two food bags and preparing to leave, the anger in Sha Qing's heart was ignited again.

"Which let you go, I've called the police, and the police are on the way here."

He Liping was timid, and was frightened by Sha Qing's scaring words, and immediately put the two food bags in his hand on the ground.

"Sister Qing, I'm sorry, I gave you these two bags too, I have raised Xiaojun for more than 20 years, and I have a deep relationship, I can't give him back to you."

Sha Qing was laughed at by He Liping's face, there is actually such a person, when the adopted son was still poor, he pushed people out one by one, and the adopted son became rich, and what kind of deep feelings do you say, deceiving ghosts.

"Now it's just the two of us here, don't force me to do anything impulsive."

He Liping, who was forced to have no way out, said fiercely on his face.

Originally, it didn't end there, she just came to return the child.

But the waste adopted son who wants to look good but not good, who wants height but no height, and wants money but no money, suddenly turned over, making her feel that she is going to turn over.

is about to climb the mountain of life, and his feet are pulled, how can he bear it.

"You"

Sha Qing's anger dissipated, and if she really fought, she would definitely suffer a big loss as a pampered city woman.

"Actually, so many years have passed, and you also have an adopted son, and you are doing well, so why make things bigger."

He Liping, who didn't want to tear his face and planned to live a good life with his adopted son, softened his tone again.

"I'm afraid that Xiaojun will give us three bags of money, which means a lot." Sha Qing said suddenly.

He Liping has been struggling at the bottom for most of his life, and his brain is not slow, he didn't expect this stubble just now, but after being reminded by Sha Qing, his brain turned around, and he stomped his feet and said: "This white-eyed wolf who can't be raised is going to use these three bags of money to cut off relations with us, don't even think about it." ”

With that, He Liping ran down the stairs and pedaled.

It's like I'm afraid the money bag will fly away.

Sha Qing didn't follow, she walked to the edge of the balcony with heavy steps, just in time to catch up with Zeng Xiaojun, who was about to get into the car.

"Xiaojun"

Sha Qing shouted in a voice that only he could hear.

On the side of the road, Zeng Xiaojun turned around and gave Sha Qing a complicated expression, and got into the car without hesitation.

"That's exactly what happened"

Sha Qing's expression was complicated.

Suddenly, a gust of wind entered the house from the balcony, and when it passed by the living room, it brought up the money at the door, blowing all over the kitchen door.

Sha Qing walked over, squatted down to clean up, and a small note came into her eyes, with a few words written on it that pierced her heart.

"Poor Mother and Son Mourn"

After Sha Qing read this sentence, tears flowed out uncontrollably.

The twelve sports cars rushed out of the community for several miles, and He Liping ran out of the community, and when he saw his adopted son gone, He Liping sat on the side of the road and cried like a child.

Passers-by saw it and came to ask, but she ignored it. In addition to crying, he scolded his adopted son for being a white-eyed wolf who couldn't be raised.

On the moving sports car, Zeng Xiaojun had an extra jade axe in his hand, and with a slight wave, a spatial tearing door appeared in front of him.

Zeng Xiaojun disappeared on the spot.

At noon that day, a young monk went out and recited the Dharma, and everywhere he went, many patients who were plagued by diseases were cured without medicine.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the young monk broke into the city's largest hospital, the First People's Hospital, and in less than half an hour, he cured all the patients.

At 2:38 p.m., the young monk left Jiangbei and headed north, all the way to the sainthood, all the way to save people from danger.

As a result, countless people knelt down and worshipped, and countless people were convinced.

The Buddha gave me health, and I gave the Buddha faith.

Good business!

Good business!

What happened in reality quickly spread to the Internet.

Young monks are often called 'white-clothed holy monks' and 'living Guanyin'.

Some netizens learned the news and dragged their families to wait for the white-clothed holy monk on the road.

There are also many Weibo netizens who said that they want to give birth to monkeys for holy monks, and some careful netizens found that most of these netizens are men.

Late at night, in a poplar forest less than a hundred miles away from the emperor, Zeng Xiaojun sat cross-legged in mid-air, motionless. The manifestation along the way allowed him to gather a huge power of faith.

At this moment, thousands of faith powers gathered from all directions, constantly entering his body, making his cultivation soar all the way.

Dozens of steps away, a leaf was trampled on, and a very soft sound came out.

Zeng Xiaojun suddenly opened his eyes, and his sharp eyes swept towards the monk who was fatter than him in the moonlight.

"Huihai, did you come to the door to bring humiliation on yourself?"

Seeing that his whereabouts were leaked, Hui Hai simply approached.

"Yes and what."

Zeng Xiaojun snorted coldly and waved his hand to release a powerful beam of light.

Hui Hai flew upside down a few hundred meters on the spot and knocked down a large poplar tree.

Zeng Xiaojun clasped his hands together and waded into the air, looking down at Huihai lying on the ground.

"You got the system earlier than me, but you mixed this virtue, God didn't take it, but suffered from it, you don't understand such a simple truth."

Huihai just looked at Zeng Xiaojun hatefully and didn't say anything.

"Well, the poor monk doesn't have the same knowledge as you."

Zeng Xiaojun volleyed away, shining with dazzling golden light, like a walking sun in the boundless night.

Soon the netizens who were waiting for Zeng Xiaojun in front shouted excitedly.

"Daughter-in-law, bring your daughter over, the holy monk is here, and her daughter's brain cancer has been saved."

"Holy monk, help me, I have lung cancer, and the doctor said that I will live for two years at most, and I don't want to die."

"Holy monk, I believe in you, please save me."

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