I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 697

1988 12 Month 1 Day.

In the year of Wuchen, the month of Guihai, the day of Gengyin.

On the top of Lantau Island, the sun rises in the east.

When the first ray of sunlight broke through the morning fog and fell behind the Big Buddha of the Temple of Heaven, tens of thousands of Buddhist believers from all walks of life in East Asia had gathered in the temple.

The pilgrims all arrived before dawn, dressed in different clothes and even with different skin colors, but they carried plastic bags with handfuls of red incense sticks in their hands.

The pious believers will knock three times when they climb the mountain. Thousands of believers are crawling on the 330 stone steps. Muyu Peak, Fahua Tower, Lion Rock, Ditan...
On this day, the altar was opened for the Dharma Assembly of ten thousand people, and the incense was lingering in front of the Buddha. The Buddha held flowers and looked at the harbor, guarding one side. The name of "Southern Heaven Buddha Kingdom" is finally well deserved.

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More than [-] believers from all provinces, districts, and overseas are distributed in front of Maitreya Hall, Weituo Hall, Ancestral Hall, Qingxin Hall, Prajna Hall, Rushi Hall, and Sutra Pavilion. Then slowly line up and climb up the steps to worship the bronze Sakyamuni statue on Muyu Peak.

The relic pagoda in the back garden of the temple hides the real body of Monk Ji Xiu, the founder of the mountain. There are more than 40 pavilions and quiet rooms in the temple, which can be used for tourists to eat and stay overnight.

One hundred monks and eight hundred neighbors are shuttling back and forth among the fasting halls, quiet rooms, pavilions, and pavilions, and the smoke from the cooking kitchen is wafting up, entertaining the villagers in a hurry.

Master Shengyi, Monk Miaocan, Master Huichu and other eminent monks at home and abroad gathered in front of the altar to beat wooden fish, recite scriptures, promote Dafa, and pray for the prosperity and stability of Xiangjiang.

The Four Great Buddhist Temples in Hong Kong and Macau, Houtian Temple, Wong Tai Sin Temple, Guansheng Temple, Southern Shaolin Temple, South Putuo, Yongquan Temple and other famous Taoist temples and Buddhist resorts all came to participate in the event.

The Governor of the Hong Kong Government, the Chief Secretary for Administration, the Chief Financial Secretary, the Chief Secretary for Justice, and the Commissioner of Police all came to offer incense to the Buddha in person. Huo Guantai, Bao Yugang, Zheng Yutong, Li Jiacheng, Guo Desheng and other business tycoons were not lacking. Lu Cunjiu Zhang Guobin, Wu Zhaonan, Da Quanbiao, Xiang Qiang, and black and white characters with names and surnames were all present, some of the older generation who had quit the arena for a long time The boss, even wrapped in a turban, hides in the kitchen as a cook for the believers.

Twice in business and politics, New Territories country gentry, bigwigs, celebrities of all ages, singers, almost all the people who could come came.

This is not the value of the "Great Buddha at the Temple of Heaven", but the power of faith. Traditional culture and customs have always been prevalent in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, and the influence of Buddhism is even stronger.

Taoist palaces and temples are mostly built in the suburbs of the island, which invisibly gives Taoist believers more illusions. In fact, Buddhism has always been very popular in Xiangjiang.

Believers of Buddhism and Taoism in Chinese culture have never been rivals, but the same group of people, just like the Chinese people have never been enemies, but the same family!

This is the typical width of China!

Offering incense to brothers, to ancestors, to Buddha, to ancestors of Taoism, to a group of people to different gods, to offering incense to old friends, represents the most primitive hope and the purest awe in the Chinese heart.

People need a heart of awe!
What's more, in today's Great Buddha Consecration Ceremony, believers and unbelievers alike came, the devil king and Buddha arrived.

Looking down from the lowered perspective of the Great Buddha in the Temple of Heaven, there are so many asuras and hell ghosts kneeling at the feet, the world is the cruelest hell.

One floor.

Thirty-six layers of hell.

Zhang Guobin arrived at the pier of Lantau Island by boat at four o'clock in the morning. At that time, the pier was already crowded with passenger ships, and waves of pilgrims disembarked.

Only after he handed over the name card did he have a special car to escort him to the Jing Temple of Muyu Peak to rest and taste refreshments. Except for two young monks and nuns who greeted him, he did not see a formal monk during the whole process.

This was a little bit different from what I had imagined, not to mention being hosted by Master Shengyi himself, and he was not even qualified to offer incense in the front row, but it was right after a second thought.

The great masters have all gone to consecrate the Great Buddha and held a Dharma meeting for thousands of people. Who has the time to greet him at this time?

Offering incense to the Great Buddha is not about status or identity, but belief and piety. Even the chief executive goes to line up in person, so why should he make way for him?

Master Shengyi was no longer an ordinary person when he held the puja, but represented the Buddha. If he still pays attention to status now, it would be a bit contemptuous.

So Zhang Guobin didn't go to join in the fun, and sat in the quiet room to make tea quietly, with the target shooter and three bodyguards in suits standing by with weapons at his waist.

Li Chenghao and Dongguan Miao sat on the left and right, while Brother Yao, Ma Wang, and Yuan Bao accompanied Uncle Gen and Hai Bo to the front and queued up.

It was difficult for the elderly old bones in the class to stay awake during the consecration ceremony, and the energy of beheading and fighting back then was all brought out to line up.

"Beep beep."

Dongguan Miao answered the phone and replied simply, "Yes, I see."

He hung up the phone, delusional about the boss: "Bingo, the number of the police station, the brothers have been released."

"Ah."

Zhang Guobin took a sip of the teacup, noncommittal, while Li Chenghao showed a stern expression from the side, and said aloud: "Boss, in the early hours of last night, military uniformed police raided the tenement building."

"Take all the brothers away for interrogation, which means that there are ghosts in the people who did things yesterday, and whether the brothers should be sent to the criminal court for trial."

He has a deep hatred for people who break the rules of the society.

Last night, it was not all calm. At two o'clock in the morning, a group of uniformed police directly blocked the old tenement building, and even the Flying Tigers had already been dispatched.

After a search, it was found that there was no target person in the old tenement building, so all the club brothers present were detained, and they were interrogated for one night before they were released.

This matter seems to be not a big problem, but the things exposed are far-reaching, which means that there are brothers behind the scenes who betray the society!
But Zhang Guobin shook his head, and refused: "Brothers have just been interrogated by the police all night, and they will be interrogated by their own people after they are released. My heart will be cold."

"Let the brothers rest well."

He looked at the calligraphy and painting on the wall: "Things are about to pass."

"it is good."

Li Chenghao agreed unwillingly.

"Mr. Zhang, someone is looking for you." At this moment, a young monk and nun pushed open the door of the quiet room, clasped his hands together, and bowed.

Zhang Guobin nodded: "Please come in."

Shen Xin wore a white sportswear, took off his peaked cap, stepped into the room, and looked at the antique room. There were three people sitting in the room.

He laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Brother Bin, Brother Hao, Brother Miao!"

Li Chenghao glanced at him with disdain. People in the Jianghu are not afraid of failure, but afraid of accepting their fate.

In Li Chenghao's eyes, Shen Xin is a coward with no abilities!

Dongguan Miao nodded with respect and said, "Boss Shen, good morning."

With a big wave of his hand, Shen Xin found a seat at the corner of the table and sat down. He took a cup of hot tea from Mr. Zhang and said enviously, "Sheng Zhang, I'm so envious of you."

"What do you envy me for?"

"It's so rich!" Zhang Guobin teased.

Shen Xin sighed: "I envy your brothers are here!"

Zhang Guobin laughed: "You still envy me for being rich!"

"After all, my brother has gone a long way..." His eyes flickered for a moment, and then he regained his enthusiasm: "Of course, the difference between me and you is that I will never let my brother die in vain."

"Today, you shouldn't be here."

Shen Xin tasted the tea and sighed, "I will definitely come."

"Why don't you go offer incense when you're here?"

"Have you ever seen yourself worshiping yourself?"

Zhang Guobin understood, and asked with a smile: "Then how do you feel now?"

"A great piece!"

Shen Xin opened his arms and said arrogantly: "Tens of thousands of people are prostrate at my feet, even the Governor of Hong Kong, the Chief of Police, and celebrities from all walks of life are the same."

"Silly!"

"They are so stupid!"

Zhang Guobin nodded: "Crazy!"

"You are crazy!"

Shen Xin slapped his thigh and said, "I won't make it too difficult for you, just call the police."

Zhang Guobin made a gesture: "Ximiao, call Liu Ban to send troops to arrest her."

"Okay, right away." Dongguan Miao took out the phone and dialed the number immediately.

Zhang Guobin looked forward: "Boss Shen, if you obey the arrangement obediently, you may have a good death. It's hard to be good when things have developed to this point."

Shen Xin didn't care, like a living Buddha who saw through the world, tapped his trousers with his fingers, shook his head and said: "Today I have become a Buddha, enjoying the worship of thousands of people, a hundred years of incense, and no one in the world who has a good death has surpassed me."

"Boss Zhang, as long as I don't cause you any trouble."

Before he left, he still cared about Zhang Guobin's affairs. Zhang Guobin smiled and said, "There was no substantive evidence last night. What are you afraid of? I'll take you to surrender."

"According to the rules, there is nothing wrong with merit."

Those policemen kept thinking that Boss Shen was going to abscond abroad privately, so all the troops were sent out to block the pier, the ferry, and even the two private yacht piers.

How could he have imagined that Shen Xin didn't want to leave at all, and after arriving at the old Tanglou, he would immediately transfer to Lantau Island to stay for one night?
Liu Ban received the news, felt much more at ease, and immediately transferred the news to the Xiangjiang Police Force. Enter the temple, show your ID, and then lead the way by monks and nuns, and come to the door of the quiet room and gently knock on the room: "Da da da."

"I am Wen Qiren, Senior Superintendent of the Security Department!"

"Sir Wen."

"Please come in."

Zhang Guobin replied loudly.

The wooden door of the quiet room was gently pushed open a gap.

Standing at the door, Wen Qiren held up his ID and said to the middle-aged man at the tea table, "Mr. Shen, according to the court's arrest warrant, please come with me."

The ten police officers have been divided into two groups, leaning against the door with guns in both hands, staring inside.

Wen Qiren said: "I think you don't want to disturb the purity of Buddhism, and you don't want Mr. Zhang to get into trouble."

Shen Xin looked at Wen Qiren's face, showing a surprised smile, then stood up in relief, walked to the door of the quiet room, and stretched out his hands: "Superintendent Wen, I'll go with you."

"Snapped!"

A pair of handcuffs fastened.

A generation of heroes has come to an end.

"Boom!"

The moment Shen Xin walked out of the gate of the Zen temple and bent down to get into the car, a bell rang at the foot of the Giant Buddha in the Temple of Heaven.

This big clock is struck every 7 minutes, 108 times a day, implying the removal of "one hundred and eight kinds of troubles" in life.

After receiving the news that Shen Xin was taken away by the police, Master Shengyi sighed, looked up at the feet of the Buddha, and said in admiration: "Only the Great Demon King can build a Great Buddha!"

　I didn't know that posting an Easter Egg chapter had to be reviewed, so I put the photo in the book friend circle and the comment area first.

　　By the way, book friends have to cross-talk in the comment area, it's OK to protect me, I am very grateful, but please take the dog's head, hahaha.

　　The rules of the rivers and lakes, cross-dressing with a dog's head, do you understand!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)