The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 62

Han Zhu let Shuanzi drive the car and went all the way to a place in Lushan.

She lay down on the back seat and took a nap, while the poor Shuanzi was watching the navigation in front while driving. After driving like this for a whole day, she finally arrived at the foot of Lushan Mountain.

On the top of Lushan Mountain is Shaohua Temple, which is a famous temple with the longest history in Xia Kingdom.

Shuanzi looked at the beautiful mountain range and the pilgrims coming and going down the mountain, frowned and said, "Go and ask the Buddha, will the Buddha drop 700 million yuan for you?"

Han Zhu lazily opened his eyes: "I'm going to ask the Buddha to give me an interest-free loan of 700 million."

"Good idea!" Shuanzi couldn't help saying this.

Han Zhu: "Hehe."

After storing the car at the foot of the mountain, they ate a vegetarian meal in the farmyard first, and then the two climbed up.

Shuanzi was out of breath from exhaustion, but looking at Han Zhu, his breath was steady.

"Your body is much better than mine." Shuan Zi was a little ashamed.

Han Zhu suddenly asked, "Buddhist scriptures, do you read them every day?"

Shuanzi nodded: "Read!"

Han Zhu smiled and said, "Excellent, he is obedient."

Shuanzi somehow felt that Han Zhu's tone sounded like a parent's, so he couldn't help but said, "You are only so old, don't pretend to be old-fashioned."

Han Zhu smiled without saying a word.

When we got to the middle of the mountain, there was a gazebo, and there were more crowds and pilgrims visiting here, as well as selling various Buddhist beads and peace charms, as well as some vegetarian cakes and the like.

Han Zhu and Shuanzi found a remote place to rest under a tree, and Shuanzi ran over to buy mineral water and vegetarian cakes, and gave them to Han Zhu when he came back.

While eating, Han Zhu explained, "Actually, Shaohua Temple is very rich."

"Ah?" Shuanzi didn't understand: "Aren't there monks inside?"

"The current abbot of Shaohua Temple is Master Yongxin. He is a wonderful person who can be born and enter the world. He has been the abbot of Shaohua Temple for 20 years and has managed Shaohua Temple to flourish." Han Zhu said indifferently: "Not only has the tourism industry been developed, but also the surrounding industries, the real estate industry, and their industries are beyond your imagination. Let me give you a simple example. For example, the vegetarian cakes you eat are sold nationwide. The sales volume is extremely impressive, just this one, I don’t know how much money I earn every year. So Shaohua Temple is very rich.”

Shuanzi clicked his tongue when he heard this: "If I'm so rich, I'll become a monk, too?"

Han Zhu put the plain cake in his hand aside, and said with a smile, "I remember they recruited young monks, and the salary was 20 a year including food and lodging."

Shuanzi's eyes widened: "Then can I go? I'm serious!"

Han Zhu shook his head: "I'm afraid not. Even if they recruit young monks, they still require a bachelor's degree or above, and they must pass CET-[-] and CET-[-] in computer science."

Shuanzi suddenly had nothing to say.

When they got to the mountain, Han Zhu first took Shuanzi to burn incense, and donated [-] yuan of sesame oil money, and then wandered around.

It was almost dark when Han Zhu mentioned to a young monk that he wanted to see Abbot Yongxin.

The little monk naturally refused with a pleasing face.

But Han Zhu said with a smile: "Go tell your abbot, and say that an old friend is here to see you."

The little monk was very embarrassed, after all, the abbot didn't meet outsiders easily, and this girl was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and she didn't look like the abbot's old friend.

Shuan Zi pulled Han Zhu's clothes: "I'm afraid it's not easy, he is the abbot, and he is so rich, can he see us?"

But at this moment, a monk came out suddenly, saw Han Zhu, looked him over, put his hands together, and asked, "Is the benefactor's surname Han?"

Han Zhu nodded: "Yes."

The monk respectfully said: "The abbot is here to invite you."

At the moment, not only Shuanzi, but also the young monk at first was stunned.

Under the guidance of the monks, Han Zhu and Shuanzi walked through a series of halls and courtyards. The further they walked, the fewer pilgrims and monks came and went, and finally came to a quiet Buddhist temple.

The monk respectfully invited Han Zhu into a meditation room. Han Zhu walked in with the plug, but saw that the tables and chairs inside were a set of red sandalwood. With the word "Zen", the room is very elegantly furnished.

On the chair next to the table in the middle, an old man wearing a neat suit, but bald and with very long gray hair was sitting there, quietly drinking a cup of tea.

At that moment, Han Zhu went in, clasped his hands together, saw the ceremony first, and then sat down, Shuan Zi was a little at a loss.

Seeing this, the old man smiled and asked him to drink tea.

Shuanzi took a sip indiscriminately and almost choked.

Han Zhu took a sip and said with a smile, "Good tea."

The old man smiled and said, "I got this a few days ago. If you like it, I'll have someone pack it for you and take it away."

(End of this chapter)