The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 103 My Dad Is a Pink Boss (42)

There are countless pilgrims who come here admiringly.

But Hui Kong only received twelve pilgrims a year, and Lu Lichao was domineering, intimidating and luring him, and forced himself to become No. 13.

All things, if built in the mortal world, must be infected with the mortal atmosphere.

Right now,

In the ethereal and elegant meditation room, cigarettes curl up.

Master Huikong was dressed in a simple Zen robe, sitting cross-legged on the futon, the Buddhist beads in his hands were shiny and simple, and when they collided, they made a pleasant crisp sound.

Lu Lichao sat across from Hui Kong, with his slender legs crossed up, his bony hands held the tea in front of him, and took a sip.

"Master Huikong's tea here is pretty good."

"The tea seeds I planted by myself are also picked and roasted by myself. In the end, the old monk brewed it for you. The donor will naturally feel sweet in the mouth."

Lu Lichao took another two sips.

"I heard that Master Huikong has the ability to predict opportunities, I have been worrying about one thing, and I want to ask Master for advice."

"The things that the benefactor is worried about have already been fixed. It is useless for me to talk too much. I also ask the benefactor to drink this cup of tea and leave on his own."

Huikong saw off the guests, and Lu Lichao was not in a hurry, sipping tea by himself, playing with the cup in his hand, his slender jade hand bones were as beautiful as handicrafts, shining brightly in the sun.

"Master, I don't believe in Buddhism, religion, or belief. I don't believe in the world. Do you think I have a connection with Buddhism?"

Huikong paused for a moment while spinning the Buddha beads, looked at Lu Lichao with long eyes, then continued to lower his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"The benefactor should be the person I have seen in my life, and the person who has the least relationship with the Buddha. The acquaintance between the old monk and the benefactor is fate. Here is a word of advice to the benefactor. There is no time in life. Don't force it. Your fate with that person is about to end. Don't ask for it." If you do more evil, you will add disaster."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Lichao squeezed the cup's hand violently.

Click.

The celadon-colored cup shattered, and yellow tea stains dripped onto the futon along the man's porcelain-white fingers.

"Master, I have lived for almost 40 years and I don't believe in God or God. I only believe in myself, but since an ancestor came to my family, I can believe in Guanyin Bodhisattva, Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, and Buddha. As long as you can keep her safe, you can let me eat fast and chant Buddha for the rest of my life. Yes, so master, everyone has something to ask for, and the Buddha relieves people's worries, I just want to know, I want her to live, can this matter be possible?"

Lu Lichao has never been a timid person, he carried a gun to fight, a disagreement is the roar of the artillery, he is not afraid of pain or death, if you want a life, you will take it.

But now, he has become timid and afraid to take any risk. He can't bear the consequences of losing Jiang Tang.

Traveling from a thousand miles away, to ask something that he would have thought was extremely stupid before, and to walk on eggshells for something that has not happened, has never been his style of doing things.

But he did, and even flew three or four hours to ask an old monk.

Huikong closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"Can't see clearly, can't see through, benefactor, leave quickly."

Lu Lichao didn't say anything, and put a bank card on the table.

"I'm sorry for your cup. In a few days, the person who is very important to me will come here to clean up for a while. Please take care of the abbot."

"Wujue, see off the guests."

A young monk came in and guided Lu Lichao out of the temple.

"The donor does as he pleases, the monk stops here."

"Thank you."

The secretary came up to meet him, saw the tea stains on Lu Lichao's suit, and rushed to take the first tissue.

"Boss, go back to the backup machine?"

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)