Conquer the beautiful chairman

Mr. Gao, it's not that our enemies don't get together. It seems that we still have to fight each other.

Lao Gao, you're my wife's ex husband now. Shit, I inherited your mantle. Zhang Wei scolded Lao Gao in his heart.

Zhang Wei remembers that when Lao Gao fought with He Ying, he said he wanted to remarry Zhang Xiaobo. I don't know what happened to this son of a bitch's remarriage? It's OK for a man like this vase to attract little girls. If he attracts mature women, especially those who have been stimulated and beaten, such as Zhang Xiaobo, it's estimated that Lao Gao is not likely to succeed, or he will have to work hard.

Recently, there has been no news from Lao Gao. It is estimated that the internal affairs of Zhongtian will be busy enough for him. I hope that he, Zhongtian and the newly invested tourist resort project will not die prematurely. After all, they are all businessmen. It's not easy to do business.

After the call, Zhang Wei went straight to Xingzhou long-distance bus station and got on the long-distance bus to Zhoushan.

Sitting on the bus to the East, Zhang Wei thinks of He Ying, umbrella man and Chen Yao. He doesn't know why he is so persistent in going to Putuo Mountain to find Chen Yao in order to fulfill his friend's responsibility? Is it for a kind of morality in my heart? Or... Zhang Wei can't think about it any more.

At 12 noon, the bus goes to Zhoushan. Zhang Wei went straight to Shenjiamen ferry and got on the speedboat to Putuo Mountain.

Sitting in the speedboat and looking at the splashing waves outside the window, Zhang Wei was filled with emotion.

More than three months ago, He Ying and I drove to Zhoushan and almost planned to come to Putuo Mountain. At that time, I also wanted to be able to come here with umbrella people, what kind of mood it was. I didn't think about it. I didn't make it that time. Now I buy my own boat and go east. Once I go to Foshan, I go to the sea and sky Buddha kingdom alone.

Looking at the islands standing in the boundless sea, Zhang Wei suddenly felt desolate. The vast sea, a boat and the ends of the world, made him feel like duckweed, and his heart was full of confusion. This is about the idea of the Buddha who built the first temple in Putuo Mountain. The cliff of the sky, the corner of the sea, close friends almost fall. A sad heart, a few years away.

At about 3 p.m., the boat arrived at Putuo Mountain. After getting off the boat, Zhang Wei couldn't afford to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Putuo, and then raced to Xiaoxishan scenic spot, in the west of Puji temple.

When I came to Xiaoxishan scenic spot, I found that there are many nunneries here, scattered in the jungle and hillside.

There are many tourists in Putuo Mountain. It is the peak season all the year round.

Zhang wei walked through the hustle and bustle of tourists and looked around, but he never saw where Yuntai residence was. When she was worried, a nun came to her face. Zhang weimang saluted her earlier and asked respectfully, "master, is there a place called yuntaiju here?"

The nun quickly returned the salute and replied with a low brow: "isn't the cloud terrace dwelling behind you, the benefactor?"

As soon as Zhang Wei heard this, he looked back. Sure enough, on the left side of the rear where he passed, among the thick trees that covered the sky, a very small temple was located in it. In the shelter of the leaves, the word "cloud terrace" could be seen.

I can't find it everywhere. It's in front of my own eyes. It's in front of my passing eyes.

Zhang Wei quickly thanks his nun and goes back to yuntaiju.

It's very quiet in the nunnery. There are not many tourists coming in to visit. Candles are curling in a censer in the middle of the courtyard. The sound of beating wooden fish comes from the room on the left.

When Zhang Wei followed the sound, a nun was sitting upright and chanting scriptures.

Seeing that they were practicing, Zhang Wei didn't dare to disturb them. He went to other rooms quietly and looked at them, but he didn't see anything.

Zhang Wei finally came to a door and looked inside. It was the nun's dormitory and boudoir.

"What's your opinion, benefactor?" Zhang Wei was watching when a steady voice came from behind, which startled him.

Zhang Wei turned around and saw that it was the nun who was meditating just now. She was about 40 years old and asked Zhang Wei with one hand.

Zhang Wei hastily saluted: "master, I'm not watching the dormitories of nuns at random. I've come from afar to find another benefactor here."

The nun stretched out her hand and said, "please come to the teahouse and say it carefully."

Zhang Wei followed his nun into the teahouse. The nun poured tea for Zhang Wei and brought it over with both hands.

Zhang Wei quickly bent over to take over: "thank you for your hospitality. How dare you ask me your name?"

The nun said, "you're welcome, benefactor. I'm Hui Kong. I'm the abbot of this nunnery. I dare to ask you if you're here to find --"

Zhang Wei replied, "I've met master huikong. I'm here to find a friend. Is there anyone else in master Guian?"

Huikong replied, "there are five people in my nunnery. The other four people have gone out to travel. Only poor nuns stay at home alone."

"No other benefactor lives here?" Zhang Wei asked

Huikong replied, "no, we never take in foreign benefactors."

As soon as Zhang Wei heard this, his heart suddenly became cold and broken. He wrongly analyzed that Chen Yao was not here at all, so he went for nothing.

Think of here, the mood suddenly becomes depressed.

When huikong saw Zhang Wei like this, he said to Zhang Wei, "since the benefactor has come, there must be some reason to come, there must be some cause and effect. Benefactor, you might as well go to another house to have a look. Maybe your friend is in another nunnery."

On hearing this, Zhang Wei felt hopeful again and asked, "master, how many nunneries are there in this area?"

Huikong replied: "in the generation of Xiaoxitian, there are 6636 nunneries in total. If we add other nunneries, there are 981 nunneries in Putuo Mountain, which means" return to one. "

Zhang Wei's heart is even colder. There are so many. Who knows where?

When he hesitated, Hui Kong said, "since the benefactor has come from afar, it is a manifestation of sincerity, that is, sincerity. Why should he be afraid to retreat because of the large number?"

Zhang Wei replied: "I'd like to hear from the master."

Huikong said: "benefactor, you can find your friend in the nearby nunnery first. I can also contact nunneries in other places to help you find out the whereabouts of your friend."

Zhang Wei was very happy and grabbed huikong's hand: "thank you, master. My friend's name is Chen Yao. She is a benefactor."

Hui kongfu stood back and saluted: "Amitabha, benefactor, please respect yourself."

Zhang Wei felt his impoliteness and apologized: "sorry, master, please forgive me."

Huikong bowed his head: "Amitabha, Shanya, Shanya... Benefactor, please go by yourself. Please come here at noon tomorrow. I will tell you what you are looking for."

Zhang Wei quickly thanks, and then out of the cloud terrace.

After he came out, Zhang Wei was sweating. Damn, master huikong almost thought him a frivolous person just now. What a shame.

Then, along the winding mountain road, Zhang wei walked through the jungle, looking for nunnery by nunnery.

There are many nunneries here, but the area is not large. There are only 10 houses in an nunnery, and the smallest is only 5.

Zhang Wei went to each nunnery to check it first, and then asked the host. However, the result of the inquiry was the same. There was no benefactor named Chen Yao who had been here, and he didn't know Chen Yao.

Looking at the gradually sinking sun and the gradually scarce tourists, Zhang Wei's heart became heavier and heavier, his body became more and more tired, and a burst of loneliness and sadness surged up in his heart.

With more and more heavy steps, Zhang Wei finally came to a nunnery at dusk.

The sun is about to set in Xishan, and the nunnery is very quiet and lonely. Looking around at the tall and straight pines and cypresses, Zhang Wei could not help thinking of the lonely and long cold nights behind the blue lights and ancient Buddhas and the shining blue stones in the courtyard that Gu Long wrote in Chu Liuxiang.

Is it worth the hard work? hear nothing of. Full of emotion, Zhang wei walked into the yard. The ancient window lattice and the light smell of sandalwood slowly follow Zhang Wei's steps.

Zhang Wei suddenly whispered in his ear. He thought that he had a hallucination, or that the Buddha was merciful, and found that he had wisdom. Would you like to enlighten him? Zhang Wei looked around, but there was no miracle. He was rather depressed.

It seems that it comes from the wing room. Zhang Wei quietly put his blindfold on the green gauze on the window lattice, which was surrounded by cigarettes. A nun knelt on the futon, in front of a sutra book. Under the yellow sunset, it was the extremely beautiful profile of ina. In the murmuring sound of praising Buddha, Yi's face seemed to be shining, and there was nothing else except Sutra.

This is the first female nun Zhang Wei saw today to recite sutras aloud. The others are silent and sit in silence. At this moment, Zhang Wei felt calm and tranquil. His impetuousness flew out of his body one after another. The unique dryness and heat of late spring suddenly turned into a cool world.

Zhang Wei felt his feet heavy. He turned and sat down on the steps in front of the wing room for a rest.

Listening to the murmur of the nun in the room, I think of Chen Yao's whereabouts, my hard work but nothing, my fallen love, and the fact that umbrella man is also a devout Buddhist believer. Now that she is no longer connected, I feel a burst of sadness, a burst of loss, a burst of sadness

For a long time, Zhang Wei sat there in silence until the door of the wing room was opened and the nun stood behind him.

"What's your opinion on coming to our nunnery? I'm very polite to Huinan. "

This is a 30-year-old nun with a pretty face. Although she is dressed as a nun, she still can't hide her youth and beauty.

Zhang Wei explained his intention and described Chen Yao's appearance in detail.

Huinan thought for a moment: "there are many benefactors who come here to offer incense every day, and there are also many female benefactors who want to become a monk. However, the nunneries in this area have exceeded their ability to accept them. Generally, they don't accept them any more. The female benefactor named Chen just described by benefactor seems to have some impression from her age, face and facial features."

When Zhang Wei heard this, his tiredness swept away and he almost jumped up happily, but he didn't dare to hold someone's hand again: "great, master, can you tell me the details?"

Hui Nan recalled and said: "about a week ago, a female benefactor came to my nunnery and asked about becoming a monk, just like the benefactor described

Zhang Wei was shocked, Chen Yao really want to become a monk?

"I see that although the benefactor looks haggard, she is full of grace and noble temperament. It seems that she is hurt by love when she looks at her face and talks. She wants to break the world's troubles and come here for the rest of her life," Huinan continued. "The benefactor says that as long as she can accept it here, she will go back to deal with the family's aftermath and arrange the family's business, And then come here to concentrate on practice... "

"Then what happened?" Zhang Wei asked urgently.