A moment later, in the side room of the apse, Ma Jinglei and Shitai Silent sat down cross-legged facing each other.

"Master Mashi, how are you doing lately?" The mute master bowed his head slightly and greeted.

"Master, I've been a little restless lately, I love to think crankily, and I always have some strange dreams at night, I want to hear you recite Buddhist scriptures, talk about Buddhist principles, and get rid of troubles." Ma Jinglei clasped her hands together and said reverently.

"What are your dreams?" The silent master looked at his nose and nose, and asked lightly.

"Ah...... This ......" Ma Jinglei's face turned red suddenly, and she didn't understand for a while.

Seeing this, Shitai sighed and said, "Master Mashi, if you want to forget your troubles, it's not enough to listen to the poor nuns chanting Buddhist scriptures and talking about Buddhist principles......

"That'...... So what should be done? Ma Jinglei asked eagerly.

"If you want to be calm, you need to cut off the root of your troubles." The mute master said meaningfully.

"Ah......" Ma Jinglei hesitated for a moment and asked, "Master, do you mean to let me escape into the empty door?" ”

"Uh......" Shitai Shitai seemed to be choked, took a deep breath, and said, "That's not what the poor nun meant, the donor is not over, and there are many mundane affairs, so it is not suitable to escape into the empty door." ”

"What do you mean?" Ma Jinglei wondered.

"Master Mashi, as far as the poor nuns can see, your complexion is ruddy, like a peach, which is a sign of vigorous internal fire." The mute master said slowly.

"Oh, I understand...... Ma Jinglei suddenly realized, "Mrs. Shi asked me to go back and drink more herbal tea." ”

"Ahem......" The mute master breathed a sigh of relief and coughed several times in a row.

"Mrs. Shi, are you uncomfortable?" Ma Jinglei asked with concern.

The mute master waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's just a little cold, it's fine." Then his face froze, and he said, "Master Mashi, you are only in your early thirties now, it is in the mood for love, Xiaoyun and Xiaofei have grown up, you should also think about yourself." ”

"Huh?" Ma Jinglei's face was blank, obviously not understanding.

"Poor Ni means it's time for you to find a companion too." The silent master said too seriously, his clear gaze was not stained with a trace of smoke and dust.

"Ahh Ma Jinglei's head "buzzed", exploded, and hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, no, no, Xiaoyun and Xiaofei are still young, they haven't gone to college yet, and they ...... And in doing this, how can you be worthy of Brother Xiao? ”

"People have seven emotions and six desires, and it is not your fault. It is only natural for a widow to remarry. What's more, you are still so young and have a long way to go in life, so you shouldn't stick to stereotypes. If your big brother Xiao is sincere to you, you should feel gratified. The silent master persuaded too, and then swept the dust and said, "Master Mashi, the poor nuns are monks, and it is inconvenient to talk too much about the worldly principles, so please forgive me." ”

"Master Xie is too instructive." Although Ma Jinglei is even more confused, but people have already talked about this, and she can't ask anymore.

After eating fast in the outer hall at noon, the five of them set off to return to the power plant compound. In the car, Ma Jinglei was stunned, looking thoughtful. But she is usually in this state, in a daze all day long, so Zhang Peng and the two sisters didn't care.

Zhang Peng and Xiao Tianqing played guessing boxing, and if they lost, they would be pinched. Due to the large number of people in the car, Zhang Peng pinched her waist when he won, causing her to giggle. Laughter and laughter along the way, unconsciously, have returned to the power plant compound. The tall ancient trees scatter patches of shade, and the faint fragrance of magnolia flowers comes with the wind, which is refreshing.

After getting out of the car, the two sisters and Ma Jinglei went to buy food for dinner.

Zhang Peng returned home, took out the rune paper given by the silent master from his wallet, and opened it carefully. The runes were yellow, orange and orange, with extremely complex lines outlined in the middle with cinnabar, inextricably linked, intertwined with each other. In dimly lit places, the runes emit a faint shimmer. Soon after opening, the shimmer faded into obscurity.

"Good stuff." Zhang Peng sighed, then took the glue, walked around the house, and finally decided to stick it on the corridor from the living room to the room and the toilet.

It didn't take long for Zhang Peng to take the glue and get off the chair. Looking at the runic paper contaminated with moisture and sticking to the concrete beams and columns, he clapped his hands, was in a good mood, and said to himself, "What kind of cow, ghost, snake and god, as soon as the golden armor guards come out, they will all be killed." ”

The next morning, the two sisters went back to school in the factory car as usual. Zhang Peng slept until ten o'clock, got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, dressed and put on shoes, went to Ma Jinglei's store to eat a lunch equivalent to breakfast, and then sat in the factory car at noon and went back to work.

In the office of the boss Zhang Dazhong, Zhang Peng reported in detail about participating in Lao Wang's funeral, and repeatedly emphasized five or six times, he burned a lot of paper houses, incense car beauties, villa swimming pools, everything for Lao Wang.

"Good, well done!" Zhang Dazhong gave a thumbs up and praised without hesitation, "Xiaopeng, your actions this time have created a good industry image for our company, which is worthy of praise." After speaking, he unscrewed the pen of the copycat Di Baolong, wrote a twenty-yuan approval slip in wild cursion, and then pushed it over.

Zhang Peng slandered in his heart, and sent him a few hundred yuan for twenty yuan, and he really slammed the door. But with a bright smile on his face, he put away the approval slip and went to the accountant Aunt Zhou to receive twenty yuan. He bought two apples and invited the three mothers and daughters to eat, and now there are less than five hundred yuan left. As the saying goes, no matter how small the legs of a mosquito are, they are still meat......

"By the way, Lao Wang's previous business, you go and follow up." It didn't take long for Zhang Dazhong to call Zhang Peng in again and commanded.

"Okay." Zhang Peng agreed, turned his head and walked out of the office, looked for the salesman Xiao Tang, and said, "Brother, introduce some business to you, Lao Wang's previous customers, you go and follow up." ”

"Okay." Xiao Tang is twenty-six this year, his family is average, and he is worried about money to marry a daughter-in-law. As soon as I heard that there was business, my eyes immediately lit up and I agreed. Lao Wang's business, although trivial, is all roll paper laundry detergent and the like, but also has a lot of performance. Zhang Dazhong asked Zhang Peng to follow up, for the sake of his old comrades-in-arms, to take care of him, but Zhang Peng didn't appreciate it at all, and turned his head and threw it to Xiao Tang.

But then again, Lao Wang's business is to win it all, and it is only two or three thousand yuan a month, and he has to brave the scorching sun and run in the streets and alleys, which is very hard. Where can Zhang Peng bear this kind of sin, and he wants to make quick money wholeheartedly. Especially in the past few days, I got the silver dollar of the sailboat and the three birds, and I made 20,000 yuan at once, and I don't want to make hard-earned money.

Although the business was pushed out, he promised Zhang Dazhong after all, and it was not good to stay in the company to surf the Internet, so he had to go out and find a place to hang out.

"Toot toot...... Doodle...... Toot ......"

Not long after going downstairs, Zhang Peng's mobile phone rang. looked at the electricity, it was Zhou Fuyuan, the fat boss who bought his silver dollar last time. After connecting, the two exchanged a few words, and then Zhou Fuyuan invited Zhang Peng and Li Chunsheng to sit in his company in the north of the city.

Zhang Peng happened to have nowhere to go, so he called Li Chunsheng, and after he came, they got into a taxi together and went to the north of the city.

About half an hour later, according to the address on the business card, the taxi stopped in front of a dilapidated small building on Dachuan Street in the city. This place is even more dilapidated than Zhang Peng's company's science and technology building, and it seems that this fat boss is also quite poor.

However, there are two stone lions in front of the gate, which are simple and heavy, finely carved, lifelike, but not ordinary. Maybe people are playing low-key luxury with connotation, although it looks shabby on the surface, but it is golden and jade inside.

After getting out of the car and walking into the main entrance of the small building, a young security guard was dozing off on the desk with the patent leather peeling off.

Zhang Peng and Li Chunsheng walked in one after the other.

Turning a corner, it was an old screen, covered with dust, and it was impossible to tell what it was made of. Bypassing the screen, it suddenly opened up to a hall of several hundred square meters, with a mess of old desks. More than a dozen young people dressed casually, with fancy hair and gangsters, were standing or sitting, chatting or playing cards, looking like an underground society.

Turning his head, Zhou Fuyuan was sitting on a wooden chair in the corner of the hall, drinking tea alone. Seeing Zhang Peng and Li Chunsheng, Zhou Fuyuan immediately piled up smiling faces and got up to greet him.

After sitting down, Zhou Fuyuan boiled water, tinkered with tea cans, cleaned tea sets, made tea for a long time, made tea for the two, and pushed them over. Zhang Peng saw that the teacup was shared by many people, so he didn't move, but Li Chunsheng didn't care, and drank several cups in a row.

Zhou Fuyuan was meticulous, and he didn't say anything after seeing it, he took out a disposable paper cup from the cabinet in the corner, washed it with hot water, and poured tea again.

"Thank you." The other party was so attentive, Zhang Peng couldn't postpone it any longer, so he picked up the paper cup and took a sip.

"Two little brothers, how old are you and call yourself Lao Zhou, don't you mind?" Zhou Fuyuan said politely.

"Don't mind, we're just little people, you can call anything." Zhang Peng said.

"No, you can't say that...... Zhou Fuyuan waved his hand and said, "I think the two of them are Xuanang, they will definitely be big people in the future, and they can't be lazy." ”

As the saying goes, thousands of clothes are worn, and sycophants are not worn, Zhang Peng and Li Chunsheng were very comfortable when they heard it. The latter was even more happy, and said with some embarrassment, "Where is it, Boss Zhou is serious......

Zhang Peng glanced at him expressionlessly, and he immediately reacted, put away his smile, and made a serious appearance. The boss hasn't spoken yet, how can there be any reason for his subordinates to speak, this is to lose his aura.

"Lao Zhou recently took over a job, and I can't spare to do it, I wonder if the two of you are interested?" Zhou Fuyuan said with a smile, like a Maitreya Buddha.

Zhang Peng's face froze, he played with the paper cup in his hand, and said seemingly casually, "Except for those who break the law, they are all interested." ”

"How can it, my old Zhou is a businessman, honest, duty, and will never touch anything illegal, but ......" Zhou Fuyuan stretched his voice and said, "As the saying goes, wealth and wealth are sought in danger, and evil is born in guts, if you want to make a lot of money and make quick money, you still can't be too honest, and the business in the gray area still has to be touched......"

"Let's talk about it." Zhang Peng put down the paper cup and said.