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Chapter 1072 Yuhang Merchants
"Monk, please go away. I don't want to die anymore."

The man sighed, patted his butt, stood up from the stone, and did not ask Ji Dian for the money he had just given him. He tied his belt, put on his bag, and prepared to leave.

"Hey, hey, you're leaving now?"

Ji Dian quickly grabbed him and said, "You really don't want to die? Don't lie to me, a monk. Find a place to hang yourself secretly!"

"you!"

The man laughed in anger, which was because he had a good temper. If it were someone with a stronger temper, he would definitely hit him back: "You unreasonable monk, why are you so annoying?"

"Monk, I'm worried that your clothes will be wasted."

Ji Dian said this nonchalantly and reached out to grab it.

"Go, go, go, don't get close to me."

The man shook him off and strode forward.

Ji Dian laughed, took off the fan behind him and shook it, with a strange expression on his face.

She looked cheerful, but she seemed to be crying.

Amber saw it clearly from the side, and couldn't help but feel a sense of compassion in her heart.

"Master Ji Dian wants to help him?"

"Help? Monk, I don't have that much ability."

Ji Dian shook his head. "As for people, if praying to gods and Buddhas really worked, the Bodhisattva wouldn't have to bow his head."

Oddly enough, after the man had walked a long way, the desire to die that had originally disappeared reappeared.

He turned his head and looked behind him, and saw that the monk who had been harassing him was still standing there.

After thinking it over carefully, I don't know what decision I made, but I took off my clothes, folded them neatly and put them on the side of the road.

"Monk, you can take the clothes. If possible, for the sake of these things, please bury my body so that it will not be eaten by wild beasts."

"Hey, that's good."

Ji Dian immediately responded with a smile.

The man shook his head, hung his belt on the tree, stepped on the stones and prepared to hang himself.

But when the neck was actually hung up, the knot that had been tied actually untied itself.

He fell directly to the muddy ground with a thud, his whole body dazed, staring blankly at his belt.

"Hey, your belt is pretty good, why don't you give it to me, the monk?"

Ji Dian walked over slowly and said with a smile.

"You monk."

The man shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

Seeing him like this, Ji Dian turned to look at Amber and asked, "Are you willing to help him?"

"Oh?"

Amber perked up, "Okay."

"You can't help me."

The man had a bitter look on his face, his eyes full of despair: "Just let me die."

"It is a great blessing to be born into the human world, but if you destroy it without permission, you will bear great sin."

Amber said softly.

"What's the point of living for someone like me?"

The man doesn't care at all.

"Haven't you heard that there is always a way out?"

Amber said again: "Tell me about your situation, so that I can know how to help."

"you."

The man looked at Ji Dian, then at Amber. Perhaps he needed to vent the long-term repression, so he actually told them what had happened.

"My surname is Wang, my given name is Qing, and I am from Yuhang County. I have been doing business with my father since I was young. It has been 32 years now. Although I can't say that I have achieved much, I have some assets. I usually burn incense and worship Buddha in the Buddhist temple without any slackness."

As he told her story, Amber gradually understood. Wang Qing was in the cloth business, and a long-time friend of his came to him a while ago and said he had discovered a new dyeing method.

He didn't believe it at first, but when he actually went to see it, he was immediately amazed. This was because the cloth dyed according to the other party's method not only had no trace of color, but also increased the smoothness of the cloth.

Wang Qing was so greedy that he wanted to keep the recipe for himself, so he spent a lot of money to buy it and signed a contract with his old friend not to tell anyone else about it.

Everything was going well, and the first piece of dyed cloth was sold for a good price.

However, before he could make a second sale, the customers who had bought the cloth came to him.

It turned out that after they went back, the brightly colored fabrics had faded.

You have to know that Wang Qing used many methods to verify it at the beginning, and made sure that there would be no problems before taking action.

Now not only has the brand been destroyed, but all the family assets have been spent on buying the method, and the money for purchasing raw materials has all been borrowed.

Originally, things had come to this point, although it was a serious injury, it would not be necessary to commit suicide. However, as if things did not get worse, the ship was late and encountered headwinds.

The warehouse used to store raw materials caught fire for no apparent reason.

This really made Wang Qing despair.

Not only did all the family property get burned, but they also owed a huge foreign debt.

As a last resort, he had to go out to hide from his debts, leaving his wife and daughter in the county.

Today is the second day that Wang Qing was released. In despair, he chose to commit suicide in this forest.

"I am very grateful to you two for your willingness to help me."

Wang Qing looked at the two of them, "But you can't help with this matter. It's not a small amount of money."

Amber did not answer immediately after hearing this, but looked at Ji Dian. The latter smiled slightly, patted his chest with his fan, and did not say anything. The meaning was self-evident.

"Just silver?"

he asked softly.

"Isn't this enough?"

Wang Qing started crying again. "In order to make up for my losses, I not only borrowed money from relatives and friends, but also borrowed money from temples at high interest rates. Those Buddhist monks showed no mercy when they came to collect debts."

"Which temple?"

Amber asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Qianzhou Temple."

Wang Qing replied.

"Master Ji Dian, do you know this Buddhist temple?"

Amber turned around and asked.

Ji Dian nodded, with an inexplicable look on his face: "Little guy, Qianzhou Temple is not like Lingyin Temple. The abbot has been indifferent to worldly affairs for many years and is a clay sculpture. Although Guangliang is a bit mean, he is not a bad person after all. But they are a serious temple. Its abbot Fahong has been famous in Kyoto for a long time. He is a senior monk who can discuss Buddhism with the Queen Mother."

"Any more?"

Amber continued to ask expressionlessly.

Seeing him like this, Ji Dian was a little surprised, "Don't you know what this means? Let me tell you, one of the Twelve Vidyarajas in the Wheel-Turning Assembly is Monk Fahong."

"The Wheel Society?"

Amber was surprised when she heard this word for the first time.

"So you really don't know."

Ji Dian suddenly sighed, "Didn't your Abbot Wei Yuan tell you anything?"

"No."

Amber thought about it and told what happened in Qiandeng Town through telepathy.

After hearing this, Ji Dian didn't know what he was thinking about, but he burst into laughter for no apparent reason.

"That's it, that's it."

He shook his head and said, "How are you going to deal with this matter? It doesn't matter if you offend Guangliang, but if you offend Fahong, I'm afraid the entire Jing Kingdom will not tolerate you."

Neither Amber nor Ji Dian knew that Fahai, who was thousands of miles away, had already broken off relations with the Zhuanlun Society.

(End of this chapter)