Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 142
"Is this the meal you've been working on for so long?"

Li Jun looked at the big bowl of porridge in front of him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

In fact, starting from Kowloon Street and waking up today, Li Jun was already hungry and unbearably hungry after such a long time.

In the past, when the strength of internal strength and physique matched each other, he did not have high requirements for external food intake.

But now the level and level of Ju Mang Art is much higher than the body, and it is in a state of frequently suppressing radiation pollution, so it is a heavy burden on the body.

Although it will not fall into the situation of genetic collapse again, but if it goes on like this for a long time, it is inevitable that the flesh will dry up.

But with the meager food in front of him now, no matter how strong Li Jun's stomach's ability to decompose, even one-thousandth of his hunger would not be able to be eliminated.

To put it simply, this bowl of porridge is not enough for him to squeeze between his teeth!
Zhou You ate very deliciously, he wolfed down the bowl, and ate it in two or three mouthfuls, the bottom of the bowl was shiny.

He put down the bowl, picked up the chopsticks and tapped his deformed shoulder which was almost as high as his chin, and said helplessly: "Boss, you also know that I am a mechanical body. Not much in stock."

"If you don't feel full, order this."

Zhou You took out a toothpaste-like thing and handed it to Li Jun. "I usually apply the bigu ointment produced by the farm Qimin Group externally on the brain's acupoints to feed the brain."

"However, I have read their product description, and this product can also be taken internally. Moreover, this product is a cost-effective product that I have carefully selected, and the effect is also great. It is absolutely full."

Li Jun took the 'toothpaste' half-believingly, but just after unscrewing the lid and taking a look, he threw the thing to Zhou You and picked up the porridge bowl in front of him.

He really couldn't eat the dark and soft contents.

Zhou You shrugged his shoulders indifferently, squeezed a finger-sized piece and applied it to the back of his neck, and then stood up.

"Then you can eat by yourself first, if not enough, there is still some in the pot."

Li Jun didn't raise his head, "What are you doing so late?"

Zhou You threw the bigu cream in his hand, "Digest after meals to avoid brain blockage."

Luohan Investment Group is the largest and only Buddhist group in Zhongyu District, Chongqing Prefecture.

The Arhat Temple where its headquarters is located is even more magnificent with a grand gate and a grand hall.There are thousands of monks and strong financial resources.

Logically speaking, such a large Buddhist group should be built in a rich and prosperous urban area.

But the strange thing is that the Luohan Temple is located next to the Shibati slums full of shantytowns, and they are adjacent to each other.

There was a saying in Zhongyu District that the construction of Luohan Temple next to the Shibati slums was like a giant Buddha stepping on the shoulders of these untouchables.

The monks can continuously knock their bones, suck their marrow, and use them to support themselves.

This is indeed the case in reality.

In the entire Shibati slum, almost every household owes the temple's "incense money", the only difference is the amount.

After Zhou You left the door, he didn't follow his usual habit of circling around the intricate alleys, but hurried straight to an inconspicuous side door next to the temple.

Boom..boom. .

Not long after knocking on the door, a white-robed monk with a fat head and round belly opened the door.

After seeing that it was traveling around, the monk immediately showed a kind smile on his sleepy fat face, clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's mantra.

"Amitabha, Bodhisattva of Infinite Capital. Benefactor Zhou, haven't you just repaid this month's 'blessing'? Why are you here again?"

Zhou You was expressionless, and returned a perfunctory salute, "I'm here this time to repay the 'merit'."

Buddhism is solemn and solemn, and it always only talks about fate, not money.

Therefore, the principal of loans from temples is always called "merit", and the interest is "blessing".

The young man lifted his robe, and from the monk's disgusted eyes, he took out a stack of precious money from the gap in the ribs and handed it over.

This is the [-] reward he got for playing fake punches with Brother Bao.

"It seems that Zhou's benefactor is indeed blessed by a Bodhisattva, and the source of blessings is endless. It is gratifying to have accumulated so much 'merit' so quickly."

The monk smiled, took out an electronic file from his sleeve with shaking hands, and swipe the information on it.

"The 'merit' you begged from our temple is a total of 80 treasure notes. Over the years, you have successively repaid the principal of about 39. Adding this ten thousand, the remaining 'merit' is less than 40."

The monk bowed deeply towards Zhou You, and congratulated him: "Congratulations to Master Zhou, you are not far from consummation of merit and virtue."

There was no joy in Zhou You's eyes, and his brows seemed to be hung with a pair of weights, falling downwards.

"Master, how much time do I have left to 'fulfil'?"

"Rong Xiaoseng help the benefactor to check."

The fat monk tapped on the file screen in his hand again, looked carefully at the time limit for repayment, and then said: "According to the contract signed at that time, you only have one year left.

"However, according to the speed at which you make money, Lord Zhou, you should still have time."

only one year
Zhou You took a deep breath, pursed his lips, nodded silently, turned around and stepped out of the threshold.

But just as the small door was about to close behind him, the boy suddenly turned around!

The palm wrapped in black cloth was inserted directly into the crack of the door, and his head was firmly pressed against the door.

"Master, Master, how is my brother Zhou Sheng?"

The monk was taken aback, thinking that this young man was also ridden by debts and abused, and he was going crazy, and he was going to fight the temple to the death.

There are quite a few people like this who pop up every year, and there are often Zhike monks in Luohan Temple who are in charge of meritorious deeds and are killed by these 'demons'.

Although people will be sent to the back of the temple to reconcile karma, but the Zhike monk who lost his life can only admit that he is unlucky.

After all, not all monks have the opportunity to be reincarnated and reincarnated, and the number of Buddhist monks is limited!

Seeing that Zhou You didn't show any sign of madness, the monk breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a gloomy face, "You're talking about the Su Jing, right? He's living a very chic life now! Living in the Buddhist kingdom every day, it's better than ours. These mortals are far stronger."

Zhou You said anxiously, "I'm talking about his body."

"Don't worry, as long as the time limit for 'fulfilling the vow' in the contract has not expired, there will be no problems with his body. But if the time has passed, you should know the consequences!"

The monk interrupted him unceremoniously, and slammed the door shut.

"So much money so little time"

Zhou You stood outside the door, his eyes were empty, his soul was lost, his hands and ten fingers were inserted into the messy hair on the top of his head, and his back slowly slid down against the wall.

"I still have to come to the temple for digestion. This is the first time I have seen it in this way."

An indistinct voice came into his ears, and Zhou You raised his head dully.

Li Jun was squatting in the dark corner of the wall, holding a huge pork leg in his hand, and his mouth was full of oil.

(End of this chapter)