The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Chapter 155 Rich Monk (1 more)

Before the night fell, Wu Jun cultivated the aura of breath for a while to make sure that he was full of energy and energy, and then he took out the materials for the intermediate peace talisman.

This matter has dragged on for too long, this time it must be resolved successfully.

Holding the carving knife firmly in his hand, after the first point was successfully carved, there was a burst of water.

At this moment, I forgot everything around me, I forgot the passage of time, I forgot about success and failure, and all my energy was devoted to the engraving of this talisman.

He felt that every small movement of the carving knife led him to inject a large amount of physical strength and spirit into the peace talisman, making it more and more full, more and more shiny, smooth, and elastic…spiritual, just like Gradually there is life in general.

I don’t know how long it took, and when the last point was successfully completed, the peace talisman flashed with a cold radiance like a star, and then returned to peace.

System: “Congratulations to the host, successfully made an intermediate safety symbol.”

Finally finished!

Wu Jun collapsed on the bed, feeling his body hollowed out.

The way of practice is really hard, and every step you take requires a huge effort.

However, the task is not yet complete, and it needs to be sold for human use. This is not a hurry. Fan Peng has been waiting for this safety talisman for a long time, and will call him tomorrow to get it.

Let’s send it to him personally. There are so many Feng Shui stones in the yard. What should I do if he doesn’t leave like old monk Jinglin after he comes?

He picked up the white jade Calabash on the bedside and poured all the rootless water into it, immediately refreshed.

Why is this rootless water full?

He found the phone to check the time, and found that the phone was dead.

He opened the door to the yard, a light breeze was facing him, the clear night sky Galaxy Cluster was lonely, and a waning moon hung in the sky.

“System, how long did it take me to make this safe talisman?”

System: “Three days and three nights.”

so long?

It didn’t take long, obviously, how could it be three days and three nights?

It takes so long to be an intermediate talisman. Wouldn’t it take longer to do more advanced things in the future?

Forget it, let’s worry about the things in the future, and now hurry up to get a beauty sleep, don’t make it happen, it will be troublesome to get aging before you get old.

…

When he woke up the next day, it was almost noon, and Wu Jun felt very comfortable in his sleep.

Under the pergola, the old monk Jinglin sat alone, and there was a young man in a suit, but Zou Hai was not seen.

“Master, you finally woke up.” Seeing Wu Jun came out, the man in the suit stood up and said respectfully, “My name is Wei Han, and I am Mr. Zou’s personal assistant.”

Look, this is the class gap, as well as personal assistants.

“what’s up?”

“Mr. Zou has gone back to the provincial capital for something in the past few days. Let me stay with you to take care of it. If you have any needs, please just let me know.”

Wu Jun waved his hand and said, “No, I’m fine, you can go back.”

Just kidding, it’s not a big celebrity, you can ask a dozen assistants to follow.

And once this personal assistant gets used to it, it will only make himself more and more lazy. Just like Tan Xiaoyu is helping him cook now, he hasn’t been in the kitchen for a long time.

“That’s fine, Master, if you have anything to do, just call me,” Wei Han said, “I’m right across from your door.”

“Where are you doing?”

“Oh, that’s the case. Mr. Zou means, let me try not to disturb you, but stay closer to you so that you can be there whenever something happens. But I’m afraid I will Boring, so I set up a small stall selling kebabs there.”

Isn’t it boring to sell kebabs here?

Wu Jun thinks that Wei Han’s brain circuit is very strange, who came here to eat meat skewers?

And it’s just across from my door, are you watching me?

Seeing that his face was wrong, Wei Han immediately said: “If the master doesn’t like it, I can move a bit forward.”

“Forget it, you can put it wherever you like,” Wu Jun said, “but if my two dogs are going to eat kebabs, you remember to put less spicy and don’t cumin.”

“understood.”

Wei Han turned and left, Wu Jun poured himself a glass of boiled water again.

Not to mention that Zou Hai is not there, he really needs to be cleaned up a lot, that guy wants to talk to someone all day long, and he doesn’t know what to say.

It’s better for Master Jinglin to sit for a few hours without saying a word.

Quiet.

“Hey–”

Master Jinglin suddenly sighed and slowly opened his eyes.

“Don’t you go to work today?”

Wu Jun looked at him strangely and asked, “Don’t go, is there something wrong with your old man?”

Monk Jinglin took a rare teacup, poured himself a cup of boiling water, and said, “The old monk has something to understand these days, and I want to ask.”

Wu Jun wondered if the old monk had changed actors.

You can’t understand something that a master monk can’t fully understand, can I understand it?

But he was still very curious, what could make the old monk frown, could it be spring?

“Ahem, although you don’t go to work, you are an acquaintance, Master, don’t care about those rules.”

“Thank you for the donor in advance.”

The old monk Jinglin drank a few sips of water, and then slowly said: “The donor made a joke a few days ago, saying that managing my Wangfeng Temple can make money. At that time, the old monk thought it was a joke. As a result, I went back and checked the accounts. Found… hey… guilt and guilt.”

I thought it was something.

It’s not a secret that the monastery is rich now, is it so annoying?

“My Buddha should have benefited the world and saved sentient beings,” the old monk Jinglin continued. “The blame is that I have never asked about things in the temple over the years, so that this good temple has become a place for collecting money.”

“What’s wrong with people who are willing to donate money to you?” Wu Jun said, “Now even if you do charity, you also need money. You can’t cook a few pots of rice porridge to make it. Then no one will drink it, right?”

“This is the truth. The sentient beings are willing to donate their merits. This shows that everyone has good intentions. This is the immeasurable merit of my Buddha. But the problem is that Wangfeng Temple has no other good deeds except for the expansion of the temple. This is where I am worried. ”

The old monk Jinglin sighed and continued: “Moreover, there is too much money in Wangfeng Temple.”

Wu Jun was a little curious, and asked, “How much?”

“a lot of.”

This old monk is actually playing mysterious.

Tianji’s eyes.

Buzzing–

The image update of Master Jinglin.

Wu Jun quickly found the section where he was checking the accounts, and seeing a “5” followed by a long series of numbers, he was really surprised.

More than fifty million!

Just this time during the Spring Festival, more than 8 million yuan was received.

This is just the balance.

Over the past three years, monasteries have spent more than 10 million yuan each year!

This is almost 100 million.

I didn’t see it, the monk at Wangfeng Temple is really going to make trouble. It’s only been a few years since he is so rich.

No wonder now that many people have shaved their heads and want to be monks. The money is so easy to come by. The old monk Jinglin meditates all day, and he can become an invisible rich man.

admire!

It’s a peaceful and prosperous age.

He somewhat understood the troubles of the old monk Jinglin now.

Now that he is such a rich and rich monk, he will also worry about having nowhere to spend.

“Then what do you think?”

Master Jinglin shook his head and said, “I want to use all of this money to do good deeds.”

“The money in Wangfeng Temple is not your private property. You can’t just take it, right?”

“What if you can?” Jing Lin asked.

“Then how about your investment for me,” Wu Jun smiled, “It is also great to help the poor.”

Jing Lin: “The donor is joking, and the donor is not short of money.”

Why is there no shortage? After Su Hao took away one million, his account only had tens of thousands.

In today’s society, tens of thousands of deposits are not poor people or rich people?

But the joke is a joke, even if the old monk Jinglin sent the money to him, he would not dare to take it, he was afraid that the dozens of monks on the mountain would look for him desperately.

“Then how do you want to be kind?”

Old Monk Jinglin said: “I think about it and think that since it is for good, the larger the scope, the better. What will happen if you donate to the International Cross?”

Wu Jun almost spit out: “Do you donate it to them to buy LV?”

“What is LV?”

“donkey.”

The old monk nodded, and said: “The suggestion of the donor is more practical. It is also good to buy a donkey. It can help the farmer pull a cart to cultivate the land.”

Wu Jun: …This old monk is really an old antique, and he doesn’t keep up with the times at all. Now many trendy monks are wrapped in donkey cards.

“Donor, do you have any good opinions?”

“No.” Wu Jun put his head like a rattle.

What opinion can he have on other people’s money?

“Thanks to the donor Huiyan, the old monk knows what to do.”

After speaking, the old monk Jinglin got up, turned and left.

Wu Jun: …what do you know, I didn’t say anything!

Would he really buy a donkey?

So he used Tianji Eye again against his back, and the image was updated successfully.

After taking a look at him for the next few days, Wu Jun couldn’t help but shook his head.

The monks in Wangfeng Temple are not fuel-efficient lamps. The old monk is going to be cool this time.