Star Iron Guard

"This poor monk is ashamed. This commission is actually an uncertain guess from this poor monk..."

"pu" , Huo Zhiye just drank a sip of tea that turned into mist in the sky.

With a sound of "Pa", Wei Tianchen's palm fiercely patted his forehead.

Tuyu’s ears were twisted into an indescribable strange shape.

As for Tian Qianqian? This confused girl who is a little off-line should be the one who behaved the most calmly-she didn't react at all.

Wei Tianchen found that his two-life experience is still a bit lacking after all, and it is difficult to maintain calmness at some unexpected times.

But then again, in the face of this situation, it is estimated that few people can calm down, right?

Only an uncertain guess can send a commission to a regular cultivator firm. If it is placed on others, it will probably not escape the label of a person with a lot of money.

Be aware that the price for cultivators is not low.

But then again, these years, the formal religious sites in economically developed areas are usually not short of money, let alone Buddhism, which is the top three religion in the world by the number of believers.

What makes people curious is what exactly is the situation that made Master Chen, a respectable abbot of a temple, make such a...unreliable move. Come?

With the deepening of the exchange, the story of the matter gradually unfolded in front of a few people.

Things have to start from a few days ago. One day late at night, the sleeping mage suddenly woke up from his sleep. This is a rare thing for him who has been asleep for years without dreams. .

Generally speaking, monks like him who have practiced Buddhism for many years have a lot of concentration, and it is almost impossible to happen (if the realm is not at home).

However, something stranger is yet to come.

For the next few days, the old abbot, whether sleeping at night or taking part in meditation, will always wake up from inexplicable heart palpitations from time to time.

One less day, two or three times a day, regardless of weather conditions.

What's even stranger is that with the passage of time, the feeling of heart palpitations becomes more and more serious, and it feels like watching an irresistible danger getting closer and closer to oneself.

It’s not that no one ever suspected that it was a health problem, but after a hospital examination, except for some common chronic diseases of the elderly, nothing was found.

In the end, after several discussions with some familiar monks and friends, he made the decision to hand over the problem to the cultivator.

"Amitabha, this poor monk, and several Senior Brothers and lay persons agreed that this situation is probably because the Buddha is teaching this poor monk, but unfortunately this poor monk cultivation is so shallow that it has not been able to penetrate the mystery. So I had to use the most stupid way to deal with it, ashamed." Master Chen Chen said with his palms folded together.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, all of them were speechless.

There are many devout religious believers like this. Basically everything that is difficult to explain is to climb on the head of the god you believe in, everything is fine, and because it is a matter of belief, others can’t do it. say what.

Tuyu thought for a while, opened the mouth and said: "Mage, it’s not us who declined, but the problem is that in your situation, we have no clue at all, and there is no way to start!"

The old abbot seemed to have expected this situation for a long time, and whispered: "Don't worry, the donor, since this poor monk has entrusted a few people to come, naturally it won't give them a clueless problem."

According to his statement, the most likely situation for this kind of palpitations should be a warning of an upcoming crisis. And according to its degree of development, if something is about to happen, it is likely to be in the past two days, so I hope that Wei Tianchen and the others can stay in the temple for a few days in order to deal with the possible crisis.

After finishing this, before a few people speak up, the old abbot quickly added: "Of course, during this period, the remuneration will be added on a daily basis. If nothing happens within a week, then several donors You can leave, and the task is considered complete."

As soon as this statement came out, the few people who wanted to say something seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and silence began to spread among them. Several people exchanged eyes with each other, even Tian Qianqian remained awake because of the tea, so they quickly reached an agreement in a silent manner.

"Then in the next few days, we will be harassed."

"Who would have thought that it is just a mission, we should live in a monk temple at most one Week? The old monk is too much money to spend, right?"

Wei Tianchen was a little bored leaning on the bed in the guest room he was in and muttering, he just called the house to tell the story. At this time, I was looking forward to personal mobile phones that would logically begin to be popularized on a large scale in a few years.

The rooms in this monastery are unsurprisingly simple and simple. Except for the beds, tables and chairs, there is only one bookshelf left in the room, which is a bit special, but this is especially true for Wei Tianchen. It is also meaningless for a few.

The reason is very simple. Over 90% of the bookshelves are Buddhist scriptures, and the rest are books on business management. For the current Wei Tianchen, none of them can read!

When discovering this, Wei Tianchen really hoped that the mobile phone era would come as soon as possible, not to mention the fruit machine, even a functional machine!

When the time comes, as long as there is a signal, it’s not a problem to kill time comfortably!

Unfortunately, the development of things is usually not transferred by personal will, so he has to continue to do nothing.

"No wonder, you don't know how profitable some temples are." Huo Zhiye wandered around the house while hearing this replied.

The guest rooms in Kongxiang Temple are in good condition, but they are not luxurious enough for one person, so he and Wei Tianchen became roommates, and the next door is the two rooms of Tuyu and Tian Qianqian.

He glanced at Wei Tianchen, who was basically in a state of salted fish, and he continued: “Temples like this kind of downtown are often more like companies than temples. Don’t look at so many people inside. According to traditional standards, it would be good if half of them can reach the level of monks. Most of them are graduates from Buddhism majors and come to work, and the rate of vulgarity is high!"

"These people participate in meditation and meditation. It’s hard to say how good the level is. The ability of market business operations is usually not lower than the pass line. Coupled with the aura protection of upper sect, there is always no worries about attracting believers to sponsor. You say they can lack money?"

Wei Tianchen hearing this: "Fuck, the abbot is still a local tyrant? No wonder Huo Zhiye can be so capricious!"

Huo Zhiye tilted his head, looked thoughtful "I can’t say that completely. You have to know that older people will be somewhat stubborn. This is hard to avoid. If you add upper sect to teach faith, the mutual influence of these two emotions does sometimes Will make them act like a heavenly steed, soaring across the skies, but most people just think about it and don’t have the conditions to implement it."

"Speaking of which, you say he has It’s okay for money to be self-willed, but what does it have to do with us?"

At the end, Huo Zhiye patted his shoulders earnestly: "So, don’t try to understand the ideas of the rich, and do us well. It's just my own life."

Wei Tianchen suddenly felt that he had nothing to say.

The land where Kongxiang Temple is located, in fact, the temple only occupies a small head. The real big head is a martyrs cemetery next to the temple, which covers an area of ​​at least twice the size of the temple. More.

It is precisely because of this that the popularity of this area has always remained high-whether it is Buddhist believers or those who visit the martyrs cemetery, will not be a small number.

However, no one knows that some strange gazes from the darkness have been staring here for a while.

"Come?" A cold, almost mechanical voice sounded.

"It's coming." The answer was a voice that was so vaguely gendered.

"Are you ready?"

"There was a little accident in the preparation process, but it was fast too."

"Hurry up and leave it to We have run out of time, and we won’t know when we wait for such a good opportunity next time."

"Understood."