Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

【Chapter 107】 Freshman Six

2047? Youxin City? Huangsheng Villa Group

The other three ladies and Weisheng Jijue turned around and shook their heads one by one after hearing this. How could it be said that humans and ghosts are destined to be married? This is the first time I have heard of it!

Weisheng Jijue didn't care, and continued: "It should have been transcended, but it still entrusted me with dreams when I was injured and unconscious."

The four Huang family ladies: "Huh? Is there such a thing?"

Weisheng Jijue: "This is impossible, but it did do it. No matter what method or power it or any special existence used, the last thing it expressed to me was that it wanted me to be free and let me find it.

My normal life should not continue to be so distorted."

Mrs. Lin followed Mrs. Wan's words and concluded: "Master, that woman really loves you. This is the most beautiful story I have ever heard from birth to death. It is true and emotional."

Mrs. Xue: "It's great! It's amazing! It sounds amazing!"

Mrs. Bai: "Hehe, I feel that the master is also a passionate person and a good man."

Just when Weisheng Jijue wanted to humble himself, Madam Wan interrupted him and said, "Then what does the master want to tell us? In other words, we four sisters should know it well by now."

Mrs. Lin sighed: "It's okay, Master, just finish what you want to say."

Wei Sheng Jijue: "Okay! Then I'll finish! People and ghosts all have different paths. No matter how strong your love is or how persistent your hatred is, when there is a gap between life and death, don't hold on to it. I have this special one.

The physical constitution and strength are also the result of this. How can ordinary mortals endure being surrounded by ghosts all day long, suffering mutual pain, and being unable to tell anything."

After hearing these words, the four Huang family ladies fell silent again, especially Mrs. Wan. Weisheng Jijue actually wanted to change Mrs. Wan's mind through her own personal experience.

Fortunately, after a while, the four Huang family ladies completely agreed to go and be saved tomorrow morning. Mrs. Wan nodded heavily, and then touched Huang Xiaoxiao's little head dotingly. Huang Xiaoxiao looked at her mother intently, that little

His eyes have conveyed a lot of information.

Weisheng Jijue stayed in the living room for a long time today. When she came out, she went to find Chairman Huang Yanlin and gave him a proper explanation.

In fact, both Huang Dong and Aunt Du knew Master Weisheng's style relatively well, so they didn't say much.

Next, at the Huangsheng villa complex, Weisheng Jijue, Wang Zhuang and the accompanying Huang Group employees all enjoyed a sumptuous lunch at the warm invitation of Director Huang, during which Fatty Wang even applauded loudly.

Eat, a harmonious and lively scene.

Next day? Early morning

Weisheng Jijue woke up early today and made an appointment with Wang Zhuang and Secretary-General Ji to come to Huang Dong's manor to pick him up and go to Qianxin Fengyin Temple. Of course, the four Huang family ladies also came to accompany them.

The cars are relatively empty and the driver doesn't feel anything special.

It was rare for Wang Zhuang to come to Fengyin Temple once, but he was quite curious and asked here and there along the way. He felt that Wei Sheng Jijue might be a regular customer, but his guess was right, this Fengyin Temple was Li Zhu

It's a bit far from the city, but it looks like the balcony of his house.

Weisheng Jijue and Huang Dong didn't talk much in the car. Wang Zhuang was more excited, while Huang Dong looked a little heavy. Weisheng Jijue didn't care. After about an hour, everyone arrived at the foot of Fengshan Mountain.

.

After everyone parked their cars, Weisheng Jijue took the lead and led everyone to the mountain temple. During the process, he had to introduce the natural landscape of Fengshan Mountain and the characteristics of Fengyin Temple. Huang Dongduo said with emotion, he himself has no faith,

He has respect for all religious sects. Even though he had been encountering strange incidents in which his wife frequently died of terminal illness, he never found a belief for himself. He is a typical man who trusts his own hands and mind.

Pushing open the temple door and stepping into Qianxin Fengyin Temple, the young monk who was cleaning immediately recognized Weisheng Shisheng, and then one of them quickly went to inform Shiyin. Weisheng Jijue didn't know whether the abbot had been notified.

.

Because of his special status, he brought so many people to Fengyin Temple early in the morning and the monks didn't say much. If it weren't for the abbot's order and the identity of the micro-sheng donor, it would be difficult for other people to be there now.

Stop by Fengyin Temple.

After a while, Shiyin walked out of the sutra hall with a smile. Looking at Weisheng Jijue, he laughed and walked forward: "Haha, Weisheng Donor, I haven't seen you for a while, how are you?"

Weisheng Jijue: "Today I brought some friends to see the beauty and tranquility of your temple. I think everything is okay."

Shiyin: "Come on, are you so leisurely?"

Weisheng Jijue: "Okay, to be honest, I still want to use the Rebirth Hall today. A donor will accompany me in, so don't make a fuss."

Shiyin: "No problem. By the way, the abbot just knew you were coming. He said he would come over in a while and wait for you to make your own decision."

Weisheng Jijue: "Of course we have to wait. Think about it, I have been to Fengyin Temple many times, but I can count the number of times I have met the abbot on one hand."

Weisheng Jijue then smiled, turned around and introduced to Director Huang, Secretary-General Ji and Wang Zhuang: "This is Master Shiyin, the head weapon holder of Qianxin Fengyin Temple."

Huang Dong understood the etiquette and did not reach out to shake it rashly. Instead, he put his hands together and greeted respectfully: "I have met the Master."

Following Huang Dong's actions, Secretary-General Ji, Wang Zhuang and the entourage also clasped their hands and said, "I have seen the Master."

Shiyin clasped his hands together and returned the salute: "Don't listen to the nonsense of the poor monk Shiyin. There is no magic master. All the donors can call the poor monk Shiyin or just call the little monk directly."

Weisheng Jijue said hilariously at the side: "Master Shiyin has always been very humble, but he is superb in Buddhism and has a lot of knowledge. He is the representative of the strength of Fengyin Temple."

Shiyin glared at Weisheng Jijue: "You!"

Weisheng Jijue laughed loudly: "Haha, I'm just kidding. In private, Shiyin and I are good friends, and we are not so reserved when we speak."

Huang Dong: "Oh, Master Wei Sheng's friend must not be an ordinary monk. Mr. Huang was lucky enough to meet the Master today."

Interpretation: "Donor Huang, please don't call the poor monk and Master again. If all the benefactors hadn't come to Han Temple at this time, in full view of everyone, I would definitely have repaired the little benefactor."

Weisheng Jijue: "Haha."

After that, everyone who was waiting for the abbot chatted one by one. Weisheng Jijue also introduced Huang Yanlin, Ji Chen and Wang Zhuang to Shiyin. Shiyin said that he did not expect that the chairman and chief executive of the Huang Group would come in person.

, there was a sense of fear of being far away.

In fact, it is fine for Wei Sheng Ji Jue, but these people who come from poorer families have always been far-sighted towards the rich and powerful people in the city and country, and those who hold power and power, and have never thought about the near future.

Huang Dong was also talking and laughing, and told Master Shiyin not to think too much. Today he learned that Fengyin Temple, a quiet, elegant and refined place, is even better than when he was a child. Huang Dong said that he would definitely visit in the future.

Come visit me often, we are already friends and there is no need to see each other outside.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next