Ding Ning continued to ask about the specific location of the Sanxingguan, but the Tianlong monk only said that in Hong Kong, he couldn't say what the specific place was.

Ding Ning had no choice but to think about how to get an ID card and then go to Hong Kong.

This matter was temporarily revealed, and Ding Ning said again: "Master, I don't know what is wrong with that little girl?"

The Tianlong monk shook his head slightly, looked at Ding Ning, and said to him: "Donor, I can't give you an answer to this matter for the time being, although the old man has a little gain in his heart, he can't say it to you." ”

"Why is that?"

"You're too angry, and you don't know anything about it. ”

"Master, I want to save her, and you know that I am a monk, so you should believe that I have some means that ordinary people do not have, maybe tell me and I can find the cause of the problem. ”

Ding Ning was suddenly a little anxious, he didn't know what was going on, after seeing Murong Yan, he always felt that he had a special relationship with this little girl, and really wanted to help her resolve the pain, but the old monk didn't say it, how could he find the cause of the problem.

Unexpectedly, the Tianlong monk did not enter the oil and salt, but said to Ding Ning: "Many pilgrims can temporarily live in my temple as long as they donate some incense money, and participate in meditation and practice Buddha. ”

Hearing the old monk's words, Ding Ning immediately thought about whether he was planning to take the opportunity to collect money, and immediately quietly turned on the wealth viewing skill in his left eye and checked the old monk's fortune.

The situation of the old monk immediately appeared in Ding Ning's eyes: "Monk Tianlong, 125 years old. Poor financial luck for teenagers, poor financial luck for young people, poor financial luck for middle-aged people, and poor financial luck for old age. ”

Ding Ning was stunned, the first thing was that he never expected that this monk was actually 125 years old, and it seemed that the ancient martial artists of the Heaven and Earth Realm were indeed long-lived.

The second, this is the first time he has seen people who have had bad fortune all their lives, as the saying goes, I haven't seen anyone poor to the end. I haven't seen anyone who has taken root for a long time. Three poor and three rich live to old age, three ups and three downs are life, these words are not lies, but people are destined to have ups and downs in their lives. The road is coming. The walls can't stop it. And Yundao went, and drank cold water to stuff his teeth.

As the God of Wealth, he Ding Ning can control his fortune, so he naturally understands this.

But the old monk was poor all his life. He really hadn't seen it.

There are generally only two possibilities for this phenomenon to occur.

The first is that this person is lazy, hopelessly lazy, he refuses to do anything, he just wants to sit back and enjoy his success, but such a person is generally relatively wealthy when he is a teenager, so he will develop such a lazy character, God rewards hard work, for such a lazy person, God is too lazy to take care of him.

And the old monk is poor and young, so he should not belong to this category.

The second type is a person who is a recluse, or a person who has weak requirements for material life, regards money as dung, and dissolves without blinking an eye, so that he will be poor all his life, but he himself does not care about this, and the old monk should belong to this kind of person.

Seeing the situation of the old monk, Ding Ning's heart couldn't help but be in awe, sure enough, there are people who don't care about money at all, since this is the case, then the old monk is trustworthy.

And he said that he was too angry, Ding Ning also realized, after the battle of Xianglu Mountain, Ding Ning has always had a kind of irritable thoughts in his heart, for those who dare to hurt themselves, he always wants to use violent means to solve it, that is what the old monk said about anger, also called evil spirit.

Monks are not afraid of killing, it is a thing against the sky, where would they care about killing, but if they are angry, it will not be good for themselves, and even after a long time, they will form demons.

It is also a good way to cultivate yourself here for a few days and dissolve your evil spirit.

And although the old monk is kind and kind-eyed, he is obviously a thatched stone, a smelly and hard master, and you are basically unconvinced of such a person's opinion.

Thinking of this, Ding Ning simply stood up and saluted the old monk: "Since this is the case, then thank you for the master's guidance, the kid will live in the temple for some time." ”

"Go, Mingtong outside the door will take you to donate incense money, this incense donation is more, and the natural blessing can be greater. ”

"Buddhism still pays attention to this?" Ding Ning was a little curious, the old monk was not greedy for money, why did he care so much about incense?

"Of course, cultivating Buddha can only be cultivated if you are alive, you will die if you don't eat, you donate more, and the temple can also be expanded and repaired, not to mention that it must be for the people of the world, at least you can do more good deeds, this is also a merit, go ahead." ”

After the old monk finished speaking, he closed his eyes and meditated, his body slightly rickety.

Ding Ning could feel that the old monk was very tired, his energy was not so abundant, and he didn't know how he could be so tired when he recited scriptures and prayed for Murong Yan.

Got up and exited the small building of the Tianlong monk, Ding Ning looked at the willow tree in the courtyard, but he didn't dig the soil below again, even if he figured it out, it wouldn't be his own for the time being, and it made the old monk unhappy, so why bother to fast.

And when your aura is insufficient, you can also practice here to replenish it, which is also very good.

After leaving the small courtyard, he explained the meaning of the old monk to the little monk called Mingtong outside the door, and the little monk recited the Buddha name and immediately took Ding Ning to another large courtyard.

There are more monks seen here, reading scriptures, sweeping the floor, planting vegetables, and even some ordinary people are also here, basking in the sun, playing chess and so on.

These people have one thing in common, that is, they are slow, they are not slow to do anything, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and they feel a little dusty.

When he arrived here, Ding Ning also felt that his mentality was a little more stable.

He even saw that some people had shaved their heads, and although they had not been ordained, at a glance, they already felt very much like monks.

"Donor, I don't know how much incense money you want to give?"

Bringing Ding Ning into a room, the little monk opened a notebook to record the amount of donations from the pilgrims.

Ding Ning now has less than five million in the storage ring, the original one is almost 13 million, and it costs eight million to get gold and jade Ruyi, and he usually spends some of it. There are more than four million.

"Give a million. ”

After Ding Ning finished speaking, the little monk paused for a moment, stood up, and pronounced a Buddha name to Ding Ning: "Amitabha, the donor is of great goodness." ”

Ding Ning took out one million on the back of the little monk, registered the donation, and after the donation, Ding Ning felt that his divine thoughts had increased by leaps and bounds!

When he was at the Marina Baihua Hotel, he asked those people in the boat gang to donate 10 million to the Shijie Children's Foundation, but it only increased by ten meters.

And this time a million were donated. It is also a divine thought that has grown by ten meters.

Ding Ning's divine thoughts directly increased to twenty-eight meters. This range is not small, and it is also a surprise for Ding Ning, who has just hemorrhaged.

After that, the little monk took him to a room, which was very clean and had a bed. On the table are Buddhist scriptures. Prayer beads. incense burners and so on.

"Lord Ding, this is where you will live for the time being, because you are both short-term monks. Everything is as you like, except that you can't eat meat and drink, everything is free here, you can choose whether to go to the morning class and evening class, and you can go to the dining hall for dinner, and you can't waste it. ”

"Thank you, little master, I will go. ”

Ding Ning made a mockery to the little monk, and the little monk handed Ding Ning a set of monk robes: "You can wear it if you want to wear it, and it's okay if you don't want to wear it." ”

"Little Master, do I need to lose my hair?" Ding Ning suddenly asked a question.

"Whatever. ”

Ding Ning looked at the little monk, and suddenly asked again: "Little Master, I lost my mobile phone card and ID card, I don't know if you can help me get a mobile phone card? ”

"Oh, mine is good for you, I'm already a monk, and the mobile phone card is useless, you can use it, and the mobile phone is also given to you." ”

As he spoke, the little monk took out a mobile phone from the monk's robe, a very old Nokia, which was not worth anything at all.

However, obtaining the tools for external communication was too important for Ding Ning, so he happily took it and thanked the little monk.

After the little monk left, Ding Ning installed the mobile phone card, but found that the mobile phone had already run out of power, fortunately, the current temple was also energized, and took out the charger to start charging.

He didn't wear a monk's robe, and he wasn't bald, so the white-haired monk was too weird.

stayed in the room for a while, picked up the Buddhist scriptures and looked at them for a while, but Ding Ning didn't look at it.

The level of aura here is okay, since you can't read the Buddhist scriptures, then let's practice, cultivation is also a good way to calm your mind.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed in the room, Ding Ning began to meditate and cultivate.

This cultivation was practiced until the evening, and the dining hall was exhausted.

Ding Ning opened his eyes and felt that he was in good shape, he was currently at the peak of the mid-stage of the triple stage of qi induction, and he might break through to the late stage of the triple stage at any time.

Now that the phone is almost fully charged, he should also contact the outside world.

Master has already sent a text message, and Ding Ning believes that there will be no problems for the time being.

Touching the phone, his first call was to Three Eyes.

Other people's phones may not be so secure, but there is a number there at Three Eyes that is safe.

The phone was connected after a while, and after the phone was connected, it was still the same voice called the bug.

"I'm looking for three eyes. ”

When the little worm over there heard that he was looking for Three Eyes, he didn't ask much, and just took the phone and left.

After a while, Three Eyes answered the phone: "Who?"

"It's me. ”

"Big brother!"

There was a burst of chickens and dogs jumping over the side of the three eyes, as if they had fallen from the bed, and then there was a sound of footsteps, and they came to a secluded place, panting and said, "Big brother, you are not dead?"

"Of course you're not dead, who called you when you're dead. ”

"God, big brother, you are amazing, I thought I would go to the incense burner mountain to burn paper money for you, have you received it? ”

"Okay, don't be poor, let me ask you if there's any way to get to Hong Kong, I mean I'll go. ”

Sanyan froze for a moment and scratched his head: "Big brother, it may be very troublesome for you to go, you can wait for you earlier, I will find a way to get you an ID card and find someone who looks like you, but this needs to be touched, and you may not find a suitable one in a short time, after all, it is rare to find someone as handsome as big brother." ”

"I don't want to wait. ”

"Then there is only smuggling, three days later, there is a cargo ship in Binhai going to Hong Kong, if the eldest brother doesn't think the conditions are bad, then smuggle over. ”

Three more, this chapter is a chapter that makes up for the 160 monthly passes, and the black soil still owes a chapter, which was quickly written. (To be continued......)