Dong - Dong -
the melodious sound of the Bell comes from the temple. It is said that it can be as far as ten miles away.
The big bell of Chiba temple, however, has been a treasure of the temple for some years.
With a slight shock, Mr. Nong stepped up the steps with his hands behind his back.
Seeing the scenery around Chiba temple, you can see the lush woods, green mountains behind, and long rivers in front. It's a geomantic treasure land.
"It's a good place to choose."
Mr. Nong stopped and asked the people around him, "what do you think if I build a manor here?"
The housekeeper said, "of course, it's good. The scenery here is beautiful, and you can listen to the Buddha's voice, but it's a treasure land of geomantic omen that is hard to find in the world."
Mr. Nong frowned, "Buddha's voice? Where is the Buddha's voice from? "
I built a manor here. Is there any temple?
The housekeeper understood and said, "yes, yes, when the master comes, there will be no temple here."
Mr. Nong's face was gloomy, and a look of ferocity flashed in his eyes. "No one can stop what I'm going to do."
The housekeeper immediately bowed down and said, "the master is mighty!"
Mr. Nong stood in front of the mountain gate and looked far away.
There is a great momentum of self-respect in the whole world.
Who can be the enemy of sweeping the world with a huge sum of money?
He turned slowly and looked up at the gate of Chiba temple.
Raise your feet and walk slowly.
Outside the gate of Chiba temple, there is a huge censer.
In the censer, light smoke is burning.
Behind Mr. Nong, there are more than twenty bodyguards with strong physique.
Besides some Donghua people, most of these bodyguards are crooked nuts.
Their strong physique is daunting.
It shows Mr. Nong's dignity.
"Go and tell the abbot that I want to donate 10 million yuan of sesame oil."
His dignified voice and tight brow seemed to make him return to the style he had when he first came to Tiandu.
Mr. Joe should have been a kind of handsome killer if he wasn't a pretty girl.
But life is often hoodwinked by some worldly customs, and I can't find out.
The housekeeper answered and hurried to the temple.
Mr. Nong stood outside the temple gate, waiting for the abbot to meet him personally.
People who can sell sesame oil are worth 10 million yuan. They are definitely not ordinary people.
He is qualified to be met by the abbot himself.
However, it was a little monk who was waiting.
The other side respectfully said, "Amitabha, master abbot is waiting for the benefactor in the hall."
Mr. Nong's brow sank and he was very unhappy.
Is this old monk really able to raise his own price, even if he can't buy 10 million yuan, he will come out to greet him personally?
Mr. Nong's face was cold. "Go back and tell your Abbot that I will pay 20 million yuan for sesame oil, and let him come out to see me in person!"
Little monk said, "Amitabha, the abbot said that the abbot is just a name. Every monk is his own abbot."
"You -"
every monk is his own Abbot?
I'm still my own prince!
Mr. Nong was fuming with anger.
Want to attack, and no place to vent.
Who doesn't know the character of these monks?
They are really good at training. No matter what you do, they will always fall in front of you.
The housekeeper ran out, "master, the abbot is waiting for you in the hall?"
Mr. Nong was so angry that he walked in.
Behind them, six bodyguards followed closely, while others stayed outside the temple.
In the hall, master Wuhen is meditating. Next to him are Chen Buyi and several disciples.
They are still doing their homework, beating wooden fish and reciting scriptures.
Mr. Nong came in with a glance.
Instead of looking at the tall Buddha statue in the middle of the hall, he focused on Chen Buyi and others.
Master Wuhen wore a cassock, while Chen Buyi and other disciples only wore a gray cassock.
All the people are not squinting and concentrate on chanting scriptures.
Little monk came to master Wuhen and muttered, "master abbot, here comes the benefactor!"
Master Wuhen was still reciting the Scriptures without even opening his eyes.
Mr. Nong is angry. What do you mean?
Don't pay attention to yourself?
Once again, he glanced at Chen Buyi and yelled, "come on, oil money."
Several bodyguards behind him immediately came with the password box.
It's open. It's full of cash.
With a big wave of his hand, Mr. Nong said, "fill up the merit box for me!"
Rich people are just bullshit. They want to fill up the merit box.With all hands and feet, several bodyguards grabbed brand-new tickets and stuffed them into the merit box.
Master Wuhen continued to chant scriptures with his disciples still without any reaction.
Soon, the merit box was full.
A bodyguard yelled, "boss, I can't get in."
Mr. Nong pointed to the Buddha in front of him, "pile it up here."
Several bodyguards with the rest of the money, all piled at the foot of the Buddha.
Mr. Nong turned his back and said, "master Wuhen, is my money not enough for you to receive me?"
"Believe it or not, I'll buy the Chiba temple?"
Mr. Hezhong is angry and has no response.
"It's said that Buddhists all over the world are arrogant, aren't you?"
After reading the last verse, master Wuhen said, "Amitabha! Good, good
"Benefactor Dayi, I thank you for donating so much sesame oil."
Master Wuhen stood up and said, "benefactor, please!"
Mr. Nong was in a good mood and said to master Wuhen, "what kind of homework did you do just now? Why don't you even receive guests? "
Master Wuchen said, "transcendence!"
"Over?"
Mr. Nong was stunned, "who is going to pass?"
"Super benefactor!" Wu Chen made a slight bow and said, "Amitabha."
Mr. Nong said angrily, "master Wuhen, what do you mean?"
Master Wuchen said, "there is no one who can't help Buddha."
"Benefactor, you are predestined relationship with my Buddha. It's better to convert to my Buddha as soon as possible."
Mr. Nong was stunned. "Master abbot is joking. I don't believe in Buddhism and worship any god Buddha."
Master Wuhen said, "benefactor, please
Please invite Mr. Nong to the Abbot's room. They sit down in the tea room.
Next to him, a little monk came to pour tea. Mr. Nong waved his hand, "let Chen Buyi come here. I have something to say to him!"
Master Wuhen nodded and asked someone to call Chen Buyi over.
Seeing Chen Buyi dressed in monk's clothes, Mr. Nong smiles,
"I didn't expect that Chen's family leader, who was as rich as his country in those days, was in a bad situation. Life was really like a dream!"
"Chen Buyi, even if you hide in the temple, I'm afraid it's hard to wash away all your sins?"
Chen bowed slightly and said, "Amitabha! I'll make tea for the benefactor. "
Seeing Chen Buyi making tea for himself, Mr. Nong said happily, "Chen Buyi, your son is going to convert to Buddhism with you. The Chen family is really going to collapse this time. "
"Do you know that on New Year's Eve, the Chen family's compound was on fire, which completely destroyed the whole Chen family."
"It's God's will. Heaven will destroy your family. You hide here. Does the Buddha bless you? "
Chen Buyi looks as usual, "Amitabha!"