I am a super cop

Chapter 1776 Master Wu 【Two Chapters in One】

"Aren't those who come here to listen to Zen studies here to avoid debts?" Hearing what the middle-aged fat man said, Police Officer Wang suddenly felt that Buddhist Pure Land might really be a good place to hide debts.

The middle-aged fat man was a little embarrassed, but also smiled and said: "Not all of them, but most of the people who come here are under psychological pressure."

"Many people choose to come here to practice in order to avoid social pressure, but there are a lot of people in the temples around the city."

"Comparatively speaking, the North Ridge side is much more comfortable. After all, the location is remote and there are not many people. It is a good place to practice."

Turning his head and glanced at the direction of the Zen courtyard, the middle-aged fat man said again: "When you came out of it just now, you should have seen some people sitting in meditation in the main hall, right?"

"Well, I saw something." Lu Weiwei said.

"Those people are here to practice, or to avoid debts. The pressure is great. Everyone owes at least 100 W in debt."

"So many?" Hearing what the middle-aged fat man said, Lu Weiwei suddenly had some new understandings of the word "practice".

Co-authoring "practice" can actually be understood as "avoiding debts"?
The middle-aged fat man chuckled: "Isn't it? That's why this place is quiet. Most of the people who come here have been traumatized."

"For example, the old lady Sun Yunmei you mentioned. Her son disappeared suddenly on the North Ridge, so she would come to the North Ridge every year to pay homage to her son."

"When she came here, the temple hadn't been built yet. Now that there is a temple, she comes here more often."

"Yes." Listening to the various narrations of the middle-aged fat man, Lu Weiwei also agreed very much.

This is very similar to what I have learned.

Gu Chen asked the middle-aged fat man: "Then, what does this Sun Yunmei usually talk to Master Wu about?"

"This... I don't know." The middle-aged fat man shook his head, feeling that he had nothing to say.

Yuan Shasha looked the middle-aged fat man up and down, and asked him, "Then you come here so often, does your soul also need to be healed? Or, do you also owe a lot of debt?"

"Uh..." Feeling a little embarrassed, the middle-aged fat man laughed dryly, and said involuntarily:

"I come here often, not to practice Zen."

"Aren't you here to practice Zen? Then why do you come here often? To travel?" Lu Weiwei expressed curiosity.

The middle-aged fat man grinned: "Neither, I am the contractor. The construction of this temple and some repair work are all entrusted to me."

"No, in the temple, some new rooms will be built recently. After all, the current rooms are not enough. Maybe more people will come to the temple to practice in the future."

"According to the wishes of these masters, more housing should be added to provide these practicing citizens."

"So that's the case? Then you're pretty good." Yuan Shasha breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the middle-aged fat man's words:
"Those who sit in the hall and practice various things feel that they are actually quite boring, but you are different. You don't have any psychological burden, and you can still make money in the temple. It's good to think about it."

"Besides, if you can do projects in the beginning of the year, wouldn't you make a lot of money? You should have a good year this year, right?" Lu Weiwei also said jokingly.

The fat man waved his hand: "I don't think the Chinese New Year is over, it doesn't matter if you have money or not, right?"

"They didn't say in the law that if you don't have money, you won't be allowed to celebrate the New Year. Don't you think so?"

"Haha, that's true." Officer Wang grinned and said jokingly:
"You guys who do engineering, didn't there used to be a word called 'Nian Guan'?"

"It means that it's Chinese New Year, and you have to pay off the foreign debt you owe. Chinese New Year is also called Chinese New Year Pass, you know that?"

"Haha, of course, but there is no such thing as the New Year's Eve now." The middle-aged fat man also said casually.

Officer Wang frowned: "Didn't you say that? Why?"

"Because many people are in debt now, as long as he doesn't plan to repay the money, he doesn't have to go through this test."

"Then who is going through this level?" Yuan Shasha also asked him curiously.

The fat man smiled and said: "Oh, of course who is worried about who will pass this test, it must be the creditor."

"The creditor thought to himself, oh, it's the end of the year, and there are still hundreds of thousands of foreign debts that have not been returned. How will this year go?"

Spreading his hands, the middle-aged fat man said again: "Look, the one who is worried is the creditor? Then he is the one who passed the test."

"Anyway, in the past, when you owed money to others, you would give gifts to the creditors, saying that you would forgive me for another year. Now, it's the other way around, and it's the creditors who give gifts to others."

"The key is to give a gift, the money may not be able to get back, and the gift money may have to be added."

"It's true." Gu Chen has also handled many similar cases, so he is very clear that the one who owes the money is what the uncle said.

Lu Weiwei asked him curiously, "How do you know so well?"

"Hey, can I not understand?" The middle-aged fat man felt that Lu Weiwei was making a fuss, and said involuntarily, "How many people have I asked to put gifts in?"

Maybe it was because he felt that he had slipped the tongue, but the middle-aged fat man immediately changed his words: "Oh, no, I mean, they force me to give me gifts every time."

"Why do they all give you gifts? Are you in debt?" Yuan Shasha expressed curiosity.

The middle-aged fat man nodded thoughtfully, "It can be understood in this way."

"But they don't give me gifts in vain. They must be asking me for something."

"Then what do you usually ask you to do?" Gu Chen also asked him curiously.

I always feel that this fat man's contract work is not bad.

At least in Gu Chen's view, with a rich appearance, he is also a little money maker.

When other workers on the construction site are still worrying about certain projects in the next year, the middle-aged fat man will start construction.

Although the amount of the project is not very large, it is just to build some temple rooms, but no matter how small the project is, it can always make money.

So as a contractor, Gu Chen believed that he was not bragging.

The middle-aged fat man waved his hand and said with a smile, "Oh, it's nothing serious, and it's nothing serious. I just beg me to return the money I owe them."

"Pfft! Are you really the owner of the debt?" Feeling that she had guessed it right, Lu Weiwei also said with a puff smile.

"Then did you pay it back in the end?" Police Officer Wang asked one more question out of professional habits.

"I paid it back." The middle-aged fat man said it quite straightforwardly, and replied directly: "But I found that these people are too realistic, so I have to condemn them."

"Condemnation?" Everyone heard the words and spoke in unison.

"What happened to them?" Yuan Shasha asked.

"What else? Don't pay attention." The fat man looked helpless, walked to a streetlight outside the temple, and couldn't help complaining:
"Before the money is paid back, hey, give me some gifts during the Chinese New Year, send me a New Year's blessing or something."

"After I return the money to them, logically speaking, they should be more grateful to me."

"But I was wrong. Not only did they stop giving me presents, they also spoke less politely than before. They even saved a blessing during the Chinese New Year."

"No, wait a moment." Police officer Wang became more and more confused as he listened, and asked the fat middle-aged man, "Is it because he doesn't pay attention or you don't pay attention?"

"Of course they don't pay attention to it. They all say that the loaned money is taken back as an enemy. I not only paid back their money, but also didn't remember their hatred."

"I am so kind, wouldn't they be moved when they met me? Don't I deserve their friendship?"

The middle-aged fat man also retorted that he still felt wronged.

Gu Chen covered his mouth and snickered, and said slowly: "It's not good to owe money after all, after all, these days, honest people are not everywhere."

"Especially before the Chinese New Year, everyone hopes to pay back their debts. It is certain to be polite to creditors."

"Let's not talk about whether to make friends or not. Let's just say that this Chinese New Year, everyone plans to celebrate the New Year and clear their accounts. In this way, everyone will be happy and have a happy New Year, right?"

"Although the truth is correct, I just don't make any money." The middle-aged fat man took out a pack of cigarettes worth about 6 yuan from his pocket, and handed two of them to Gu Chen and Police Officer Wang.

After being rejected by Gu Chen and Police Officer Wang, he ordered one on his own, and chatted leisurely with a few people:
"If you want to talk about the New Year, alas, to be honest, now that I am older, I don't like the New Year very much, because... because of the New Year, I will be one year older."

"If I'm not that old, I won't be old. Do you think that's the truth?"

"Then aren't you deceiving yourself?" Lu Weiwei couldn't help complaining.

The middle-aged fat man said indifferently: "Anyway, we may celebrate the New Year voluntarily, or we can celebrate the New Year if it is not necessary. Especially, it is best for us to celebrate the New Year separately from the rich."

"Pfft!" Hearing what the middle-aged fat man said, Yuan Shasha felt that this man was quite interesting, so she couldn't help complaining, "What's the point of coming to the New Year separately from the rich?"

The fat middle-aged man exhaled a puff of smoke rings, and also talked eloquently: "Because rich people celebrate the New Year every day, it doesn't matter if there is one more or one less."

"But for those of us, a year is just such a year, and every passing one is one less."

"Every New Year's Eve, they still hang out with us, and we still have to see their faces."

"If they are rich, it looks like we are poor. Compared with them, who of us can live a good life?"

"Uh, what you said seems to make sense." Officer Wang crossed his arms, feeling that Fatty's words made sense.

The middle-aged fat man looked up at Police Officer Wang, and smiled teasingly: "This is my most intuitive feeling."

"Think about it, don't you? Why are you so poor when you were young, and everyone is happy during the New Year, and now no one is short of food and clothing. Why is the New Year unhappy?"

"Then why do you think this is?" Lu Weiwei asked him.

The fat man chuckled: "Or is it because these rich people mixed up with us to celebrate the New Year?"

"I feel like this is a malicious Chinese New Year, right? It should be divided into two waves, let them spend the summer, and let's spend the winter."

"They live their lives, we live ours, they are rich in theirs, we are poor in ours, it is best for the two groups not to disturb each other."

"If you don't discuss making money, everyone can have a good time."

Seeing that the middle-aged fat man hates the rich so much, Gu Chen feels that he should not make much money, otherwise he wouldn't smoke cigarettes worth 6 yuan, and it looks like he would earn at least 10 yuan, right?
So Gu Chen continued to ask him: "So can you spend the New Year well every year?"

"I can." The middle-aged fat man's answer was beyond Gu Chen's expectation: "I don't compare myself with rich people, so I can live a good life."

"Like you, who do you usually compare with?" Lu Weiwei felt that this fat man was cute, and he spoke in a different way.

But the middle-aged fat man shook the right hand that held the cigarette, and joked to himself:
"Like me, I always compare myself to my pigs. At most, I have no money to celebrate the New Year, and our pigs don't have their lives to celebrate the New Year."

"Then if I compare it with it, what am I not satisfied with? Don't you think so?"

"Pfft!" I felt that it was a pity that this fat man didn't participate in "Happy Comedian".

Lu Weiwei suppressed her laughter and could only nod silently: "That's right, Guanguan is sad, Guanguan is sad, every year is sad every year."

Seeing that Lu Weiwei is quite pretty, and also very young, the middle-aged fat man is also willing to chat with beautiful women, so he couldn't help but tease:

"Little girl, as someone who has experienced it, let me give you some advice."

"Ah?" Lu Weiwei stared blankly, a little surprised: "Do you want to give me some advice?"

After thinking about it, Lu Weiwei said again: "Alright then, tell me."

"As a person who has been there, I advise you not to be like these people in the temple. They are all escaping from reality. I have seen many such people."

"The career has just started smoothly, and the circle of friends can't wait to post 10 updates a day to show off."

"Later on, two or three posts a day, or one post in a few days, and then posting one post a month is not bad, and then the circle of friends can be seen for a month and three days, but there is no content."

"Just when you forget about these people, they suddenly posted some Zen pictures, pictures of various copied scriptures, and forwarded various Buddhist content. Anyway, they began to devote themselves to Buddha. Most of these people are frustrated in their careers. A little peace of mind."

Glancing secretly at these people in the temple, the middle-aged fat man said again: "This is generally the case with them."

"So I have been in contact with them a lot, and I naturally know some specific situations."

Looking up at Lu Weiwei, Gu Chen and Yuan Shasha, the middle-aged fat man said again: "I also see that you two are destined, so I will mention something to you."

"These things are not something you can comprehend by cultivating your body and mind in the monastery. The first thing is not to feel that the world is not worth it and start to doubt life when your eyes turn red every now and then."

"After all, what age will let you go, and you will never be able to do without a detour in the sky."

"So, live well, and only when you live can you have hope. The old lady Sun Yunmei often cried secretly."

"The son has been missing for so many years, and she is also very old, but she still can't get over the pain of losing her son."

"That's true." Gu Chen couldn't help but silently nodded when he heard the middle-aged fat man's words:

"Sun Yunmei's son passed away all these years ago, and she is indeed still living in the past. In fact, she may not be sure whether her son disappeared in North Ridge?"

"After all, even if there was an accident in the disappearance, after so many years of searching for the corpse, some clues can be found, but after all these years, there are no clues. Maybe his son didn't disappear in North Ridge."

"Isn't it?" Hearing what Gu Chen said, the fat middle-aged man also said with a smile:
"That's why she, an old lady, tends to feel that the world is not worth it. He just listened to too many other people's words, so he feels that his son must have disappeared in Beiling."

"So, the second point, what I want to tell you is, don't always listen to other people tell you what you can do and what you can't do."

"After listening to it, over time, you will lose yourself and lose your mind."

After a pause, the middle-aged fat man stretched out his hands and gestured, and said, "Everyone knows this Beethoven, right?"

Seeing everyone nodding silently, the fat man said again: "Everyone says that he, who is deaf, cannot become a great musician, but has he listened to it? He hasn't, right?"

Before everyone could react, the fat man hurriedly said again: "There is also the third thing, that is, don't regard being uneducated as having aura, don't show your superiority in front of others, and don't care about unimportant things." trifles."

"And the fourth thing is that you don't know whether you should say something? Don't say it, because once you say it, the nature will change, and the result may not be better."

"So be careful with your words and deeds, and there is nothing wrong with putting them anywhere."

"By the way, where did you hear all this?" Police Officer Wang is an old man after all, seeing that this guy speaks in a different way and doesn't match his identity, he suddenly felt suspicious.

The middle-aged fat man felt embarrassed, scratched the back of his head, and complained, "Actually, Master Wu told me about these things. He is an expert in this field."

"I heard that Master Wu was also a businessman before. Later, his business went bankrupt and his family broke up. Finally, he wanted to open up and escaped into Buddhism. Since then, he has traveled around and studied, and he has learned a lot of truths."

"That's why whenever men and women come to the Beiling Monastery to practice, they like to take the initiative to go to Master Wu and ask him to explain the truth of life."

"Is Master Wu so miraculous?" Do these people think that these people will exaggerate Master Wu as a worldly expert?Lu Weiwei was also very curious.

But the middle-aged fat man said affirmatively: "The things Master Wu said may seem like useless nonsense, but they can hit the soul directly."

"He can see through the confusion in the hearts of different people, and can provide different solutions according to the different situations of each person."

"Anyway, his state is not something ordinary people can achieve. Many people have regained their lives with Master Wu."

Looking around, he saw that there was no one around, and the middle-aged fat man also came to Gu Chen and the others, reminding him in a low voice:
"I heard that there were a few bosses who were in big businesses before, and they probably didn't manage well, which led to the bankruptcy of the company and heavy debts."

"But after Master Wu's advice from the Beiling Temple, he quickly regrouped and integrated the resources in his hands. It was a comeback."

"And this kind of myth is not my bragging. Many people know it, so now you know why so many people come to Beiling to find Master Wu?"

Hearing the fat middle-aged man bragging about Master Wu, Gu Chen and the others were still quite skeptical.

Of course, it is not to doubt Master Wu's ability, but to doubt the authenticity of these stories.

Many temples also rely on some false propaganda to blow up the masters in the temples.

To use the current business routine, that is to create a few traffic Internet celebrities to drive their own traffic.

How about the incense in a temple?Sometimes it largely depends on the level of the masters in the monastery?
Of course, the city center occupies a superior location except.

Gu Chen was thinking about monasteries in some remote areas, such as the monasteries in Beiling.

If you want people to come all the way here to cultivate themselves and be willing to pay for some incense, then you must give these people psychological comfort.

And these people must be rewarded.

Of course, the "harvest" here also refers to the spiritual.

Gu Chen looked up at the fat middle-aged man who was running the train with his mouth full, and interjected to ask him: "So, do you think that the relationship between old lady Sun Yunmei and Master Wu needs to be healed?"

"Oh, that's really true." Hearing what Gu Chen said, the middle-aged fat man also replied straightforwardly.

Then leaning against Gu Chen's ear, he also reminded in a low voice: "I feel that this old lady Sun Yunmei seems to have a good relationship with this Master Wu. The two seem to have known each other many years ago. They should be considered old acquaintances, right?"

"After all, she, Sun Yunmei, knew this Master Wu before the Beiling Temple was built. Can you imagine how strong the relationship between the two is?"

Hearing the middle-aged fat man talk about the subtle relationship between Sun Yunmei and Master Wu, Gu Chen suddenly frowned, thinking about it.

I feel that these are news and clues that I have not grasped before.

From Sun Yunmei's younger sister Sun Haifang, she only knew that when Sun Yunmei went to Beiling to worship her missing son, she would definitely go to Beiling Temple to find Master Wu.

But according to logical reasoning, Sun Yunmei should have met Master Wu only after the construction of the Beiling Monastery.

But from what the fat middle-aged man said, it seemed that Sun Yunmei and Master Wu had crossed paths a long time ago.

In addition, everyone knows the identity of Master Wu. This person had been in business before, and then he escaped into Buddhism after his business failed.

Think back when Master Wu was doing business, he had already known Sun Yunmei.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at each other and seemed to have noticed these problems.

"Hearing what you said, we really want to meet this Master Wu." Lu Weiwei suddenly became very interested in this Master Wu.

I thought to myself, what kind of person is this?That's why so many people who have been frustrated in business respect him so much?
Presumably there are some extraordinary skills.

But since this is the case, then Sun Yunmei will definitely tell Master Wu all the pain that Sun Yunmei has buried in her heart for many years.

As long as you meet Master Wu, you may be able to understand a more comprehensive Sun Yunmei.

"Are you...are you staying here tonight?" The fat middle-aged man asked everyone.

Everyone nodded silently.

"Well, I live here too, and I have a few brothers here, all of whom are engineers, old masons, and they also live in the monastery."

"You have to wait for Master Wu. If you are lucky, you may meet him tonight. If you are unlucky, you can only wait until tomorrow morning." The middle-aged fat man said.

"Will Master Wu come back at night?" Gu Chen felt that it was late at night, Master Wu would not go back to the temple on the mountain road, would he?
But the fat middle-aged man waved his hands and said: "No, Master Wu likes to walk at night instead."

"According to what I know about him, he always said that walking at night is quiet, and sometimes he can understand some principles of life."

"He likes to guide people out of the sea of ​​suffering, so he should also be considered a thinker? Who knows?"

Talking to himself, the fat middle-aged man asked Gu Chen: "Then do you have anything else to ask? If not, I'll go here to get something and go back."

"Then I won't bother you." Gu Chen felt that all the clues he could know were basically found in the middle-aged fat man, and basically there was not much he needed.

After the middle-aged fat man exchanged a few words with several people, he came outside the temple, tidied up the tool bag under a big tree, turned around and brought it inside the temple.

Lu Weiwei turned around and asked Gu Chen, "Junior Brother Gu, you heard it too. This Master Wu may not appear tonight, so do we have to go in and rest? After all, climbing to the top of the mountain is tiring enough."

Seeing that Lu Weiwei looked a little tired, Gu Chen stood in the small square, looked down the mountain, and felt that no one was going up the mountain, so he agreed:

"Okay, everyone will rest here tonight, and we will see the situation tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I'll just wait for your words." Officer Wang yawned, feeling that his eyelids seemed to be heavy, and he almost couldn't open them.

After Gu Chen said this, he turned around and walked towards the temple without any worries.

According to the room that the little monk brought everyone to, Gu Chen and Police Officer Wang walked into their own room, while Lu Weiwei and Yuan Shasha came to the next door.

Moreover, Gu Chen accidentally discovered that besides the two rooms of himself and Lu Weiwei, there seemed to be other people living in the side-by-side rooms.

Think about some of the workmates that the middle-aged fat man said, and the van at the foot of the mountain may be their car.

There is also the owner of the two off-road vehicles.

It was getting late and everyone closed their eyes to rest.

Officer Wang, who was sleeping on the other bed next to Gu Chen, snored early.

But Gu Chen was full of energy, looking at the moon outside the window, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, but the noise outside began to gradually dissipate.

Gu Chen raised his left hand and glanced at his watch.

It is already 2 o'clock in the morning.

Gu Chen suddenly heard a conversation near the main hall of the temple.

Using master-level observation skills, Gu Chen could vaguely hear that one of them was a young monk, and the person talking to him seemed to be an old man, but the young monk called him Master Wu.

Hearing this, Gu Chen sat up directly.

"Could it be that Master Wu came back from the exchange?" After thinking about it, Gu Chen was about to wake up Police Officer Wang.

But when he turned his head, he found that Officer Wang was sleeping soundly there, as if he was very tired.

Thinking about it is not easy to disturb, so Gu Chen resolutely gave up the opportunity to disturb Police Officer Wang and Duke Zhou's tryst, put on his coat, took his mobile phone, and opened the door lightly, then concealed himself, and turned towards the source of the sound. Direction to go quickly.

At this moment, although some of the lights in the hall were off, there were still many lit candles.

This is the brightest spot in the entire temple.

At this moment, Gu Chen discovered that a master was talking to several people at the moment.

As for these people, Gu Chen had seen them before when he came to Beiling Monastery, they were the men and women sitting in the main hall, meditating while reciting scriptures.

"Why haven't they slept yet?" Gu Chen rubbed his eyes, and could only walk over lightly.

"So, do you know what to do?" the elderly master asked a middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman clasped her hands together and nodded silently: "After listening to Master Wu's suggestion, I immediately feel much better in my heart. It seems that my practice is not enough."

"Take your time. Some things cannot be forced. You just don't concentrate on doing things and tend to distract your energy. Come here to practice for a few days tomorrow. I think the confusion in your heart can be solved quickly."

"Yes, Master Wu, thank you, Master Wu." The middle-aged woman put her hands together very sincerely, and bowed to the old master named "Master Wu".

Afterwards, Master Wu waved his hand, and a man and a woman who were beside the middle-aged woman also bid farewell one after another.

After the few people left the main hall, they started to walk together, walking towards Gu Chen's residence just now, and they must also live here.

Seeing a few people passing by him, Gu Chen hurriedly stopped the middle-aged woman just now, and asked, "Sister, is it Master Wu who talked to you just now?"

"That's right." When Gu Chen suddenly stopped her, the middle-aged woman also paused.

"Okay, thank you." Gu Chen thanked him, and quickly walked towards Master Wu.

At this moment, the young monk was packing up the cushions of the few people just now, while Master Wu was standing in front of the Buddha statue, muttering something silently.

When Gu Chen walked behind him, Master Wu's ears trembled slightly, as if he also noticed someone behind him.

Immediately opened his eyes and turned his head to take a look.

Seeing Gu Chen's strange face, he also asked him curiously, "This benefactor, what's the matter with you?"

"You are Master Wu?" Gu Chen asked him.

The old master didn't answer right away, but the young monk who had just cleaned up the cushions hurried up to the old master's ear and whispered something to him.

The old master nodded silently, signaling the young monk to get busy first, while he stepped forward, looked at Gu Chen and asked, "Are you here on a special trip to find me?"

"That's right, I've been waiting for you for a long time, can I talk to you?" Gu Chen also said in a sincere tone.

Master Wu looked Gu Chen up and down.

Gu Chen is only wearing a down jacket, a pair of long johns, not even socks and outer pants.

It can be seen that he heard his movement just now, and came here in a hurry after getting up.

So Master Wu asked Gu Chen: "The benefactor is staying here tonight, right?"

"That's right." Gu Chen nodded silently.

Master Wu grinned and asked Gu Chen: "Then aren't you cold? It's been cold recently, and we're on the Beiling Mountain, where the altitude is high and the cold air is severe, so the benefactor is not afraid of catching a cold?"

"I'm in good health, no problem." Gu Chen also said with a smile.

Seeing this, Master Wu smiled and said, "You live in the guest room, but you know I'm coming. It seems that your hearing ability is good, but..."

After thinking for a while, Master Wu said again: "But there is still a distance from the guest room to the main hall. The benefactor can hear me coming from such a long distance, which shows that the benefactor is indeed outstanding."

At night, Gu Chen didn't think too much about communicating with the legendary Master Wu standing at the entrance of the main hall.

But there was something in Master Wu's words, and Gu Chen didn't realize the problem.

Seeing this, the little monk rushed to Gu Chen's ear and reminded him, "Benefactor, you are disheveled and not suitable for standing at the entrance of the hall. This is disrespectful to the Buddha."

"Ah?" When Gu Chen was reminded by the little master, he suddenly realized, and then realized that he was in a hurry to go out just now, so that he didn't wear outer pants and socks.

Standing here wearing a down coat at this time is indeed a bit disrespectful to Buddhism.

Gu Chen was a little embarrassed, but quickly explained: "I'm sorry, I just heard that it was Master Wu who came back, so when I got excited, I forgot to put on my clothes. I just want to see Master Wu as soon as possible..."

Before Gu Chen could finish speaking, Master Wu interrupted with a wave of his hand, and asked softly, "Is there any confusion in the benefactor's heart?"

"Ah?" Hearing Master Wu's words, Gu Chen was also stunned.

"Is there anything in your mind that you can't answer?" The little master explained in an easy-to-understand manner.

"Oh." Gu Chen, who had reacted, also said "oh", and then said again:

"This time I came to the Beiling Temple to look for Master Wu. I really have something important to discuss with Master Wu. I wonder if it is convenient for Master Wu to come tonight?"

"It's already very late, how about tomorrow?" The little master also replied on behalf of Master Wu.

But Master Wu waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just that it's not suitable for talking here. Otherwise, this benefactor can go to my meditation room to have a talk. I don't know what the benefactor wants to do?"

"Of course it's okay, just to disturb Master Wu." Gu Chen naturally knew that Master Wu had just returned from an exchange outside, and he was already very tired.

And it's really impolite for me to ask Master Wu to understand the situation late at night.

But after all, I came here to investigate the case, and the matter of Sun Yunmei's disappearance has not yet been settled.

Gu Chen is a workaholic, when he saw Master Wu who could tell him the clue, he stood in front of him.

There are some things that Gu Chen wants to know as soon as possible, and doesn't want to delay until tomorrow.

After all, today is the end of today, and tomorrow is full of variables.

Master Wu looked Gu Chen up and down, saw that Gu Chen was full of righteousness, he also grinned, and said, "The benefactor, come with me."

"Okay." Seeing that Master Wu turned to leave, Gu Chen didn't hesitate, and followed directly behind.

The two came to a meditation room in another place one after the other.

The room here is obviously much more spacious than the room I slept in just now.

The area is large, and there are many ornaments of various Zen cultures in the room.

There is also a large calligraphy and painting with the word "Zen" hanging on the wall.

And there are cushions beside the bed, all kinds of strange things, even Gu Chen has never seen it before.

Seeing that Gu Chen was quite curious about the room, especially the many items on the bookcase, Master Wu also grinned:
"Oh, these are all gifts from those benefactors. I usually refuse to accept them, but they just put them down and leave. I can't deal with them, so I just pile them up here for the time being."

"When these benefactors come to Beiling Monastery in the future, I will return these things to them."

"Oh." Gu Chen simply said "Oh", feeling that there was no fuss.

After all, Master Wu should have a very high status in the minds of these people.

It seems reasonable to give him some gifts.

But Gu Chen still knows the goods. Many of the items on this bookcase are of great value.

While Gu Chen was visiting the room, Master Wu had already poured a cup of tea for Gu Chen, handed it to Gu Chen and said, "Drink a cup of hot water, please warm your body. We are here on Beiling Mountain. It's cold at night, and many people don't like it." adapt."

"Thank you." Gu Chen took the cup, thanked him, and finally, under the arrangement of Master Wu, sat on a wooden bench beside him.

Master Wu lifted the cotton robe, took off his shoes, and sat cross-legged on a soft cushion on the bed, assuming a posture of meditation, and asked Gu Chen:
"Don't know the name of the benefactor?"

"Oh, my name is Gu Chen." Gu Chen said.

"Oh, Gu Chen? The name sounds nice, so benefactor Gu, why are you here to see me tonight?" Master Wu asked.

"I'm asking you about Sun Yunmei." Gu Chen said casually.

However, when Master Wu heard the word "Sun Yunmei", his eyes were startled, and his expression suddenly became complicated.

Seeing this, Gu Chen hurriedly asked Master Wu, "Master Wu, I heard that you know Sun Yunmei very well, right?"

"It's an old friend." Master Wu said.

"Then do you know where Sun Yunmei is now? It's been a long time since she hasn't contacted her family, and she can't get through to her cell phone. She's out of touch now..."

"I know."

Before Gu Chen finished speaking, Master Wu nodded and responded, "What's the relationship between you and that man named Zhao Ke?"

"This man named Zhao Ke also came to the Beiling Temple during the day, and he also said that he came to find Sun Yunmei. You should know him, right?"

It felt like a lot of people came to Beiling Monastery to look for Sun Yunmei in one day, and Master Wu also asked Gu Chen curiously.

Gu Chen grinned, directly took out the pocket of the down jacket twice, then took out the wallet of the people's police card, flashed it in front of Master Wu and said:

"Actually, I'm a policeman. I came to Beiling Monastery this time to look for Sun Yunmei's whereabouts. Her family is now reporting to the police, saying that there has been no whereabouts of Sun Yunmei for nearly a month."

"I suspect that Sun Yunmei is in danger now, so I asked us to come over to find out the situation."

After a pause, seeing Master Wu's melancholy face, Gu Chen then asked, "So, does Master Wu know where Sun Yunmei is now?"

"Uh, this..."

Seeing that Gu Chen had revealed his identity as a policeman, Master Wu looked a little embarrassed.

But after hesitating for a few seconds, Master Wu still calmly replied: "As for the question of where Sun Yunmei is now, I have nothing to say, because I don't know where she is now?"

"Aren't you very familiar with her? And you two seem to be old friends? Then do you know where she should go?" Gu Chen asked again.

However, this time, Master Wu's silence was prolonged a lot.

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