In front of the dilapidated Taoist temple and the dilapidated Sanqing Palace, a fat-headed and big-eared monk and a middle-aged man with a big belly were talking, and there was a burst of laughter from time to time.

During the conversation, the identity of each other was revealed, the monk's name was Huihai, and he was the supervisor of the largest temple in the vicinity, Lingchan Temple (Jian Temple, is the senior management of the temple. His duty is to take charge of the affairs of the temple, the right arm of the abbot), this time he came to the Taoist temple, with the intention of rebuilding a temple on the ruins of the Taoist temple.

The middle-aged man with a big belly is the boss of the city's Blue Sky Real Estate Group, named Zhang Mingshi.

"Master, don't worry, this time our group will definitely build the new Lingchan Temple into the most magnificent temple in Jiangbei."

Zhang Mingshi's eyes stared at Huihai, as if staring at a pile of banknotes that exuded infinite allure.

As a well-known temple, Lingchan Temple collects all kinds of donations every year, and is about to catch up with the criminal gangs of illegal fundraising.

"The strength of your group, the poor monk knows, but your offer, to be honest, is too high and exceeds our budget, so is it good to reduce it by 15% on the original basis?"

Huihai's eyes looking at Buddhist scriptures are full of the shrewdness and cunning of a businessman.

When Zhang Mingshi heard this, he scolded his mother in his heart, this fat-headed and big-eared dead bald donkey, it's too dark, he said a lot of nonsense last time, and cut the price by three percent, and he came again today, and if he continues like this, he will make fart money.

"Master Huihai, you really can't reduce it anymore, you know, the economy has been bad in recent years, the tax burden is very heavy, the price given by our group is already low enough, if it is lower, I can't guarantee the quality, you temple people, after all, you have to live in it, if something happens"

Hui Hai looks like he sees through everything.

"Mr. Zhang, let's not talk darkly, this time you have to make at least 18 million net profits from the project of this temple, and then reduce it by 15 percent, and you will also make money."

How does this bald scoop know so clearly, is there an inner ghost around him? Zhang Mingshi was shocked in his heart, but he directly denied it: "Master Huihai is really joking, how much money has been invested in Xinling Temple, how can our group make a net profit of 18 million." ”

This time, Hui Hai didn't say anything, just looked at Zhang Mingshi meaningfully with a pair of talking eyes.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...... Ten minutes.

No one spoke, and suddenly Huihai put his hands together, and the disciples of Buddhism were full of style.

"That day, it rained, the poor monk just came back from the city, the umbrella suddenly broke, the poor monk hid in a house in the Taoist temple, I wanted to wait for the rain to stop leaving, but I didn't expect to hear a lot of interesting things, for example, how did the head of the Shangqing Temple, Chen Shiyi, die!"

Zhang Mingshi's face changed several times, the last time it rained, he and his secretary talked about some past events in the Taoist temple, but they didn't expect to be heard.

"A good Shangqingguan, because of a fire, was razed to the ground, the poor monk only said that it was an accident, after all, Shangqingguan is a pure wooden structure, it is easy to cause a fire, I didn't expect it, it was a well-planned murder."

Hui Hai sneered.

The expression on Zhang Mingshi's face was replaced by a yin owl.

"Yes, last year, I heard you say that the number of monks in your temple has increased dramatically, and you plan to build a new temple, so I started the idea of Shangqingguan, but Chen Shiyi, who is old and immortal, does not know how to lift, and after I paid a great price and opened up various relationships, I refused to let go of the Taoist Temple, so I can only make this decision."

Hui Hai looked back at the Sanqing Palace, which had become a ruin.

"Chen Shiyi is good at everything, but he is too withdrawn, and he is unwilling to make more powerful friends, otherwise he will not end up like this."

When Zhang Mingshi heard this, he bowed his head and was silent. This bald donkey is right, the reason why he dared to move Chen Shiyi was because no one paid attention to Shangqingguan. Replaced by the Lingchan Temple, where the interests are intertwined, give him ten dares, and he doesn't dare to make up his mind.

Hui Hai turned his head sharply and stared at Zhang Mingshi.

"It's okay if you don't bargain, the poor monk wants five million"

Zhang Mingshi's eyes widened, this bald donkey is too ruthless, and he will take away almost one-third of the profit on the surface.

"No, after deducting all kinds of expenses, I will earn 12 million at most, and I will give you 5 million, I didn't do it for nothing."

"Meow ......"

A shrill meow sounded.

Scared both of them.

Hmm, a black shadow popped out, it was the black cat that had stolen the lamp oil of Chu Daozu's family.

"It turns out that you killed the Dao Chief!"

The black cat speaks.

"It's the cat raised by Chen Shiyi, who can actually talk"

Hui Hai was taken aback.

"Fairies"

Zhang Mingshi was so frightened that he ran away.

The black cat's movements were very sharp, one jumped to the top of Zhang Mingshi's head easily, and with an easy stroke, there was an extra hole on the top of the head of this unscrupulous real estate developer, and blood flowed out.

"Ahh

Zhang Mingshi let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The black cat jumped down and went straight to Hyehae, who was about to escape.

"And you"

After all, Huihai is a monk, much bolder than Zhang Mingshi, seeing this, he untied the rosary around his neck and put it in front of him, with a straight face: "Demon, if you block the path of the poor monk again, the poor monk will directly send you to the bliss of life." ”

The black cat had Chu Feng's appearance in his mind, worried that this monk who was similar to a Taoist priest was also very powerful, so he didn't step forward in fear.

Huihai's heart was relieved, and while retreating, he warned: "Your master was killed by that unscrupulous real estate developer, and he is wronged and has a debtor, you go to him, don't stop the poor monk, otherwise the poor monk is not a vegetarian." ”

The black cat nodded humanely.

Hui Hai retreated with a vigilant face.

Suddenly, Zhang Mingshi kicked over violently and kicked Huihai to the ground, which happened to hit the black cat's body.

Zhang Mingshi took the opportunity to rush to the white sports car not far away, and before the black cat could catch up, he started the engine and drove away.

The black cat sniffed and chased after him.

Huihai, who was lying on the ground, was just about to get up, and a hand that was as soft as jade, but very powerful, lifted him up.

"Ugh"

When he looked sideways, he saw that it was a little Taoist priest with clear eyebrows, and Huihai was stunned.

"Poor and Poor"

Chu Feng made a gesture.

"The poor monk returned the courtesy"

Huihai looked upright and returned the salute solemnly.

"Poor Dao is a Taoist priest who travels here, and when he passes through this place, he sees that there are still people living here, and he plans to live here for a few days."

Chu Feng looked suave.

Hui Hai's face changed, he looked around, and then lowered his voice and said, "I can't live here, leave quickly." ”

"Why"

Chu Feng's face was filled with doubt.

"Listen to the poor monk, hurry up, there are goblins here, don't say it, while it doesn't come back, the poor monk is leaving"

Hui Hai picked up the rosary on the ground and turned to leave.

After walking fourteen or fifteen steps, out of kindness, Huihai planned to persuade again, but when he turned around, he saw nothing.

"It's a ghost!"

In an instant, Hui Hai had goosebumps all over his body.