Jinghui said: "It's really a good thing, we should ask for more from the Dragon Benestro, and it's good to share it with which believers." The Living Buddha smiled and said: "Jinghui, if you say this, you have greed, it's not right, it's not my Buddha, everything must follow nature, don't force it, you just give these pills to the monks."

Jinghui was surprised and said, "Doesn't the living Buddha leave some?"

The living Buddha arrived: "I don't need it, these are all external things, or it is more affordable to rely on my own skills", Jinghui smiled and said: "If the living Buddha is not left, then I will take it all, our skills are not as deep as the living Buddha." Jing Huile took the pill and went, and the Living Buddha shook his head with a smile and sighed.

After the Jinghui presided over the pills back, they were given 5 pills per person, and there were only about 200 people in the temple, and only more than 1,000 pills were distributed.

After all the lamas tasted it, the effect was very obvious, as long as one pill can be used for several days and nights without rest and no sleep, everyone knows that this is a good thing. The efficacy of this pill spread in western Tibet and caused a sensation among believers.

Some lamas were reluctant to eat, so they took out some and sold them to the believers, and the believers came to the Jokhang Temple to buy them one after another.

Jinghui was happy, took out 5,000 pills, and exchanged them at a price of 2,000 yuan each, earning 10 million yuan, which Jinghui did not expect.

Jokhang Temple is a famous temple in the country, and there are not a few people who come to donate money every year, but it is still rare to make money every day, and Jinghui can't help but feel warm, so he wants to discuss with the living Buddha.

Jinghui said: "Living Buddha, I sold 5,000 refreshing pills, do you have no opinion?", the living Buddha smiled and said: "As long as you are for the prosperity of the Jokhang Temple, it is understandable to get some money, in the past, my Buddha Shakyamuni also had to collect funds from Tang monks, and my Buddha also needs to be supported by the world, but don't do too much, it is the same as the Laolin Temple in the mainland, not only turning the temple into a money-making machine, but also seeking to go public, which is not right."

Jinghui said: "Yes, the support of the Laolin Temple in the mainland is in the same vein as us, and their temple property is hundreds of times that of our Jokhang Temple, which is really enviable."

The living Buddha said: "Jinghui, don't learn from Laolin Temple, the path they took has deviated from the path of my Buddha, and it has become a place of copper smell, and if it goes on like this, I don't think it will be a holy place for Buddhism, and it will be changed to a disciple of business."

Jinghui said: "Yes, their host Shi Bucheng has been very popular on the Internet recently, and it has become a front-page headline, saying that there are illegitimate children, and I don't know if it's true or not."

The Living Buddha said: "Jinghui, let me tell you, don't listen to these rumors, don't care about it, they are them, we are us, the temples in the mainland are like this, there is no Pure Land anymore."

Jinghui said: "What the Living Buddha said is that the abbots of temples in the mainland are now all on an annual salary system, and the annual salary is often several million, which I don't think is a good phenomenon."

The Living Buddha said, "We must not follow the Dharma, if you want to promote the Dharma, make some money, and make a living, you must not fall into the hell of the nose." Jinghui said: "I am a Buddhist, and I listen to it."

The Living Buddha said: "I can give you the contact information of the Dragon Donor, what do you want to do, just talk to him, I don't care about these mundane things."

The Living Buddha told Jinghui about the phone number of Long Yu, closed his eyes and recuperated and stopped talking.

Jinghui got the phone number of Long Yu, and if she got the treasure, she contacted Long Yu, saying that there was something important to discuss, and Long Yu was still in western Tibet, and he did not return to the mainland, so he came to the Jokhang Temple.

Jinghui said: "The dragon donor has a relationship with my Buddha, and is deeply loved by my Buddha, I have an idea", and the dragon said: "Please say it."

Jinghui said: "Since the dragon benefactor has a relationship with my Buddha, how about serving as the honorary host of the Jokhang Temple?", Long Yu was shocked when he heard it, and said: "The host of Jinghui laughed, how can I be the host of the Jokhang Temple, how can I be the host of the Jokhang Temple, this is to get the permission of the state, and the permission of the living Buddha."

Jinghui said: "Lord Long's words are wrong, what you are talking about is the actual host, just like me, however, the permission of the state is also a process, as long as the living Buddha allows, even if it is passed, Don't excuse Lord Long."

Long Yu said: "Host Jinghui, I absolutely believe in Buddhism, but I don't have so much time, I don't know if the host understands this?"

Jinghui smiled and said: "As long as the dragon donor draws a charge on the degree of my temple and gives a legal name, there will be a record at this time, even if the honorary host of my temple is located, it doesn't matter if you usually come or not."

Long Yu couldn't refuse, so he signed his name on the degree, and Jinghui gave Long Yu a piece of the degree issued by the living Buddha, and named Long Yu Jingzhi, even if he officially became the honorary host of the Jokhang Temple.

Long Yu said: "Host, I am now also the registered lama of the Jokhang Temple, how to say that I have to make some contributions to the Jokhang Temple, I have no long things, only a part of the refreshing pills, so please Jinghui to preside over and distribute it to the monks, which can be regarded as an inch."

When Jinghui heard it, she was so happy, it was really hot, some people sent sour plum soup, and some people sent pillows when they were sleepy. Dealing with smart people is to save effort, and before I can bring it up, Long Yu will automatically take the bait.

Jinghui said: "Senior Brother Jingzhi, you spoke too modestly, you gave us 10,000 refreshing pills last time, it's enough, I don't want it this time, right?"

Jinghui used a strategy to capture the old man, and he knew that Long Yu would send the pill generously. Long Yu is not a fool, he knows the purpose of Jinghui, and his honorary host is not done in vain, and he can't touch his soul if he doesn't come up with a little real money.

Long Yu said: "Host, let's do it, take out 1 million grains and contribute them to the temple, how about it?", Jinghui said as soon as she heard it: "Senior brother, what? 1 million grains? My God, isn't that 2 billion?" Long Yu understood as soon as he saw Jinghui's appearance, this lama is also very realistic.

1 million pills is a huge wealth for the Jokhang Temple, and it is a gesture for Long Yu, who gave this gift and became a celebrity in the Jokhang Temple.

In the few days that Long Yu was in the Jokhang Temple, all the lamas treated Long Yu as if he were a guest, and when the Living Buddha saw it, he smiled at it. Studying the Dharma with Long Yu every day, he didn't mention the pills, and Long Yu knew in his heart that these mundane things could not move the thoughts of the living Buddha.

A few days later, Long Yu said goodbye to the Living Buddha and set off back to Jiayi City, in his own clinic, the little Tibetan mastiff was hidden in the ring by Long Yu and let the snow lord feed him.

The little Tibetan mastiff snow lion is like a natural fate with the snow master, as long as the dragon does not come in, the little Tibetan mastiff follows the snow lord every day, swaying like a small tail.

On this day, the snow lord came out to go to the mall to buy daily necessities, and the little Tibetan mastiff came out, more than ten days, and he was a little bigger, and he didn't look like an ordinary body shape. In the ring, the Snow Lord often fed him some elixir, and the Tibetan mastiff grew in size and became more powerful.

The snow lord is a white dress, white and beautiful, just like a fairy in the Moon Palace, not stained with a little mortal dust. The little Tibetan mastiff is also snow-white, following behind the snow owner, like two white clouds, floating on the road, attracting a wave of returning customers.

The snow lord went to the Scitech shopping mall in A and B City, and followed by a few apprentices to watch the snow lord.

A bold and lascivious man asked, "Girl, do you want to sell this dog?" The snow lord ignored it, and the lascivious man asked: "Girl, if you sell this dog to me, I will pay 1 million yuan to sell it or not."

The snow lord still ignored it, and several disciples didn't dare to provoke too much when they saw the spotless appearance of the snow lord, and when they saw that it was boring, they all left slowly.