According to the routine in the novel or movie, the protagonist encounters this situation, always half-believed, suspicious or something, so as to pave the way for the following plot, but I immediately believe that there are ghosts in this world, there is a statistical concept in this, that is, I believe that if I encounter a ghost, I will find a way to solve it as soon as possible, so as not to suffer from deflatedness, even if I am suspicious and suspicious, solve it early, isn't it better than solving it later? If you delay it with suspicion and hesitation, or suffer from it, isn't that a cheap panic?

Since I have hit a ghost, I have to solve it, but before I want to solve this matter, I have to solve the boss of my unit, Director Hu Meili, I work in a local newspaper, and after graduating from university, I stayed in the newspaper as an intern.

It's not a mainstream media newspaper, a local newspaper, all day long reporting form is good or something, the main customers are local government departments, people rarely buy this kind of newspaper, because every corner of the newspaper can not find a report that has anything to do with them, so the work is very leisurely, leisure is also to say other colleagues, I can't be idle, not how diligent I am, but offended people.

The cause of the incident is that Director Hu Meili's child has passed 100 days, and Hu Meili is in her early Chinese New Year's Eve, with a slim figure and a charming appearance...... The specific image refers to Daji, of course, she is far less beautiful than Daji, not to the point of harming the country and the people, but it is more than enough to harm a newspaper or something, Director Hu's husband is a small employee of a company, and the two have only had children after five or six years of marriage.

I didn't dare to slack off, carefully inquired about how much my colleagues sent, everyone unanimously said that they would send a month's salary, I decided to stand with the masses better, with a part of a month's salary for a month and a half, Hu Meimei's face was very indifferent, I was very puzzled, and I went to the banquet to know that everyone in the gang of goods had a part of two months' salary......

I was very depressed, I wanted to condemn the bad style of my colleagues, I drank a little too much, when Hu Meili came out with the child in her arms, my colleagues praised the child for looking like his mother, but I looked at this child a little familiar, because of the alcohol on the brain, I blurted out: "This child is very similar to the president!" ”

In fact, everyone sees that the child is very similar to the president, but everyone is holding back, I didn't hold back, to tell the truth, in today's society, I can say anything, but I can't tell the truth, since then, Hu Meili and the president began to give me small shoes to wear, others go to work, are late to leave early or something, only me, a minute late will be deducted wages, the hardest, most tiring and most offending work, always me, what's more fucked up is, I not only have to write manuscripts, but also to pull advertising sponsorship, to put it mildly, my salary is completely earned by myself, And these two dog men and women, the offensive and defensive allies always have a black face on me.

When I arrived at the newspaper office, it was exactly eight o'clock, Hu Meili was already waiting for me at the door with a watch, fortunately, I rushed into the newspaper office in the last ten seconds, I really don't know what this woman thinks, in order to rectify me, every day is earlier than me, brothers, lesson, never offend women, especially a woman who has a child who is very similar to the leader.

"Director Hu, my second uncle was hit by a car and was hospitalized, he has no relatives, I want to take a few days off to take care of him." I sincerely asked for leave, thinking that it had been half a year since that incident, and time could smooth out a qiē, and Hu Meili should be dissipated, but I underestimated her patience, or the older the child became, the more like the president, so she coldly rejected me.

"The newspaper has a clear rule that you have to make a report when you ask for leave, and you have to finish the work at hand before you can approve the leave, so you should make a report first."

The official regulations are indeed like this, but the newspaper is not a particularly busy unit, generally just ask for leave to say hello, I am still begging, begging Hu Meili to let me go, but this woman's fox face is awe-inspiring, saying that the rules of the newspaper cannot be changed, and that it is like this, and it is not easy to manage Yunyun.

My second uncle was hit by a car, can't you have some sympathy? I haven't slept all night, I can't ask for leave, I have to listen to this woman's constant chatter, and the perfume on his body makes my brain hurt, I can't help it, I dragged the work card off my chest, threw it on Hu Meimei's face, and said loudly: "Can I stop doing it?" If you don't do it, will you be okay? ”

My face was red, my eyes were also red, with a murderous aura, I was so frightened that Hu Meili screamed and retreated, I was called a comfort in my heart, it turned out that the feeling of having the upper hand was so wonderful, I strode forward and shouted to her: "Your special mother bullied me enough, your son has been paid for a month and a half for 100 days, and I have eaten instant noodles for a month, isn't it that my special mother said the wrong word?" It's been half a year since I was rectified, and your mother said a word of conscience, doesn't that cub in your house look like the president? ”

After roaring, the buddy swept away, and in the surprised eyes of his colleagues, he waved his sleeves and didn't take away a penny of his salary......

Out of the door, buddies went to the suburbs of Qinglian Temple, the city where I am located is a northern provincial capital, there are many famous temples, most of them are in the suburbs, such as Wanfolou, Renji Temple, and a Taoist temple called Qingyun, Qinglian Temple in my unit is the closest, of course, go to the nearest place, haunted this kind of thing, hurry up early or late.

Maybe it's haunted. The reason is that a buddy just bought a love crazy loss, it is said that he just sold his kidney to buy, and he didn't have to steal it, so that the thief stole it, crying this is called a miserable, call the police, stay at the door of the car, no one will let him get off the car, wait for the police to come, clear the suspicion, it's noon, to the temple, the monks are taking a nap, I found a small restaurant to have some food, bought a ticket to go in, grabbed a monk in his twenties and shouted: "Master, master, I hit a ghost, Please help me solve it......"

The monk was taken aback by me, heard the reason for the incident, and told me that he had just graduated from the Buddhist academy and could not kill demons, so I said that I wanted to see the abbot, and the monk said that the abbot was in retreat and participated in the Dead Wood Zen, and he couldn't come out for a month or two, even if he came out, the temple of Zen Buddhism didn't care about it.

We don't understand what dead wood Zen is, it sounds very lofty, I can't because of this little thing, drag the abbot out, not to mention can't pull it out, I was very frustrated, the monk saw that my face was pale, and kindly told me that there is a monk called Qingxian who often helps people in the temple, maybe he can help, the monk is very enthusiastic to take me to the circulation on the right, and told me that he is often there.

When I entered the circulation, I saw a bald man in big trousers, in his forties, with a Henan accent, chatting with the old monk in the circulation, the monk introduced me, and the eyes of the master of leisure suddenly lit up, as if his business here was not very good, I saw his appearance, and I was puzzled.

Master Qingxian enlightened me, people should not be good-looking, just like Jigong Living Buddha, like a beggar, who knows that people are genuine dragon-descending Arhats? As soon as I pondered it, I was right, so I told him that I had met a ghost, and Master Danteng listened to me with a stern face, and began to tell me about cause and effect, saying that people's lives are created by themselves, and how to create a good life for themselves, and then talked about the law of karmic cycle retribution that accumulates virtue and does evil and bad things.

What I said is quite reasonable, but it has nothing to do with my encounter with a ghost, there is a request for people, I still patiently told him about my experience of encountering a ghost again, and then Master Qingxian began to tell me the Diamond Sutra, I couldn't help it, and asked: "Master, I met a ghost, can you help crack it?" ”

The master began to hesitate, and I asked him, "Do you really believe in Buddhism?" ”

"I am an amateur letter ......"

Encountering such an out of tune, stunned to delay me for almost two hours, look at the time is more than three o'clock in the afternoon, know that there is no drama here, hurriedly rushed to another temple, before leaving, Master Qing Xian also stuffed me with a business card, said if you don't understand can ask him, I took it and stuffed it in my pocket, and I didn't care.

Out of the temple reversed to Renji Temple, to say that people are unlucky to drink cold water are stuffed between their teeth, take the bus can encounter a car accident, the driver and a Santana competition, stunned to rub a piece, I got on the bus after no seat, heavy heart, the driver stepped on the brakes that called a death, I immediately went out, my head knocked on a seat, my eyes were dark.

I can't tell what time it is, where it is, as if it was on the street downstairs of my house, I walked alone under the street lamp, aimlessly, my head was blank, walking and walking, the scenery became more and more familiar, and I actually arrived at the mutton skewer stall downstairs in my house, the strange thing is that the usual lively stall is no one today, there is a faint layer of fog, ethereal ups and downs.

I wanted to go home, but I found that no matter how I walked, I couldn't find my way home, and I vaguely heard a person crying not far away, and the sound was not far away, just on the path on the right, I walked over in a daze, and saw a woman in red, with her head buried in her knees, crying softly.

I didn't understand what he was crying about, and I didn't dare to get closer, so I watched, and the woman cried for a long time, and when she saw me, she didn't go over, but she still buried her head and asked me, "Why are you so unsympathetic!" "The voice is faint, quite illusory.

I stood there and explained to her, it's not that I don't have compassion, it's that compassion is too expensive now, I'm afraid that she will lie to me, I don't dare to help the old lady, and the big girl doesn't dare to help.

The woman never expected me to say such a thing, stopped crying, and then raised her head coldly, turned around, her face was very blurry, but as he turned around, it became clear little by little, when one of her faces was completely presented in front of my eyes, looking at her face like Shaqima who had been trampled on a few times, I finally recognized who she was, she was the Mercedes trotting girl who had been in a car accident.

She smiled at me darkly, and I was immediately frightened, and I shouted, came to my senses, and when I looked again, I was still on the bus.

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