Ye Fan looked at the old monk and shrugged his shoulders indifferently, his eyes very clear.
"In the past, the Buddha cut meat to feed the eagles, and he paid attention to the immediate good results.
The truth is that if I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell? Even an outsider like me can see clearly, but it’s Master who chants Buddha’s name every day and doesn’t understand the truth.”
"This..." The old monk was depressed for a moment by what Ye Fan said.
"Master, just one word has messed up the Buddha's mind. You haven't reached home yet in practice!" Ye Fan shook his head and sighed.
"Interpreting signs and causation. If you can't even see through your own causation, how can you interpret the causation of others? Monks don't tell lies, do you dare to deny it?"
"...good causes...bring good results, donor...you don't understand Buddhism, and the poor monk doesn't tell you." The old monk reluctantly replied.
Ye Fan smiled faintly.
"In this case, what do you mean by charging for setting up a table? Is this the foundation of Buddhism when Buddhism is used for profit? Buddhism is to help people, not as a tool for profit.
You said I don’t understand Buddhism, but do you understand it? Okay, even if you don’t talk about Buddhism, let’s talk about business.
Since you set up a stall and clearly mark the price, you should know that the customer is God and you cannot refuse anyone who comes.
But when you open the door for business and don't help us get the signature, do you look down on us or think we can't pay?
Master, your service attitude can't be so bad, be careful I give you a bad review!"
The old monk almost foamed at the mouth, his Taoism has been ruined for decades.
"Donor... Lord, you have a lotus flower in your mouth. I am no match for you. Since you are eloquent, you must be proficient in Buddhism. Why don't you interpret the lotus of this female benefactor!" The old monk said bravely.
Ye Fan's expression was stagnant, and he was a little at a loss, "This... this interpretation of the signature is really trivial, how could I do such a thing.
What I mean is, you can’t kill a chicken with a butcher’s knife. You see, you can’t defeat me, so why do you still need me to interpret the signature? Do you have professional ethics?”
The old monk apologized, put his robe on a chair, ran to the latrine and beat him to death without even coming out.
Ye Fan was helpless. Li Ruoxin angrily grabbed his waist and said, "Brother Ye, look at you, you told the master to run away."
"I'm just being petty. How could I know that his mental endurance is so poor!" Ye Fan smiled bitterly.
"Then help me unscramble the signature!" Li Ruoxin said softly.
Ye Fan was helpless, "Okay, okay, I'll solve it!"
With that said, he came to the chair and sat down in a grand manner. He saw a monk's robe tied behind him. It was probably because the old monk's legs were weak and he was afraid of stepping on the monk's robe and falling into the pit when he went to the latrine, so he took it off.
At that moment, Ye Fan chuckled, put the monk's robe on his body, raised his hand and took Li Ruoxin's signature.
The two monks on the side saw that he was wearing a suit and tie, looking carefree, and they wanted to put the monk's robe on him. It was really blasphemous to Buddhism.
However, his strong and rogue attitude just now caught their eyes. The two old monks did not dare to say anything, and pretended not to see him. They raised their heads to admire the moon and exclaimed in admiration from time to time.
Ye Fan took Li Ruoxin's lottery and looked at it, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "The Eight Immortals are having a banquet together, the spiritual dog is coming to the door, the phoenix is dancing to the heaven and earth, and the gold plate is holding the jade cup! Hey, this is nothing, just sign it!"
"Really?" Li Ruoxin was delighted, "How do you say it?"
"The Eight Immortals mentioned in the poem gather together, indicating auspiciousness and auspiciousness. The spirit dog enters the door, which means the five are the same and the nine are the five.
The dragon and horse in the heaven are riding together, and the dragon caters to the number nine and five, which can be said to be full of nobility.
The phoenix dances in the sky and the earth. The phoenix belongs to fire and means red and fiery. Gold plates and jade cups are all luxurious things.
This sign is good, if you are seeking wealth, you will really get rich!"
How could Ye Fan know how to interpret the signature? He was just talking nonsense to cater to Li Ruoxin's interests.
Li Ruoxin's face lit up with joy, and suddenly her cheeks turned red, "What if I'm asking for marriage?"
"Marriage? Wow, that's even better." Ye Fan slapped his thigh and laughed.
"One of the Eight Immortals, He Xiangu, is a peerless beauty. She ranks seventh in the age of cultivation. She just fits the saying of the daughter of the Seven Immortals. Naturally, this fairy is talking about you.
Introduction to the Spiritual Dog, the fortune of the Year of the Dog, the reincarnation of the five elements, and it has already been determined.
Don't tell me, this year happens to be the Year of the Dog, which means that a man of your dreams will come to your boudoir.
The phoenix dances and the heaven and earth are drunk, and the golden plate holds the jade cup, which means that the golden boy and the jade girl complement each other, the dragon and the phoenix sing and the heaven and earth congratulate each other, it is a good omen!"
Ye Fan tried hard and finally got the idea of signing the name of the little prince.
Li Ruoxin's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she made a calculation in her mind. If this was indeed the case, she was even more sure that this lot was the best.
At this time, a burst of laughter suddenly came from not far away, "Hahaha, little brother, you can't solve the lottery like this."
The voice was a bit old, obviously coming from an older person.
Ye Fan curled his lips, "The purpose of asking for a fortune is to have peace of mind. Whatever you say depends on whether you can accept it. Since everyone gets what they need, wouldn't it be better if everyone is happy?"
"Hey, you young man are still not convinced? Since you are very confident in your ability to interpret the lottery, how about you help me interpret this lottery?"
Ye Fan turned around and saw an old man with a white beard standing a few meters away, his body hunched over and looking a little lonely.
Behind him followed three unsmiling young men, their eyes like sharp knives, always watching the movements of the pilgrims around them.
"You said you just need to cancel the signature? I won't do it." Ye Fan snorted, stood up and pulled Li Ruoxin to walk out.
Li Ruoxin smiled at the old man.
The old man slowly walked forward and stood in front of Ye Fan, "Young man, don't be so impatient. How about you help me interpret the signatures? How about one signature worth 100,000 yuan?"
"Pfft!" Ye Fan was dumbfounded, "One hundred thousand?! Uncle, you are not young anymore. Money-spreading boys don't just do what they say."
"Young man who spreads his wealth? Hahahaha...cough cough cough..." The old man was stunned and then burst into laughter.
However, after laughing a few times, he started coughing violently.
The three young men behind him quickly supported the old man, served tea and water, and even pulled out a folding chair from behind and helped the old man sit down.
Seeing his grandeur, Ye Fan murmured in his heart: "Those three young men moved vigorously, they don't look like ordinary people. I'm afraid this old man has a lot of background."
Secretly certain in his heart, Ye Fan raised his head and said, "Old man, if you want to solve it, I won't charge you.
But I hope you go back to bed early. It is good for the elderly to sleep for a long time."
There was a trace of relief on the old man's face, and he laughed and said: "It's not in the way, it's not in the way. Young man, are you Ye Fan?"
"Old sir, did you come prepared?" Ye Fan was a little surprised.
"Hahaha, okay, okay, this is my signature, look at it." The old man handed the signature paper to Ye Fan.
"After all the worries and dangers, let's take it easy from now on. A tolerant heart has its own plans, and don't make mistakes when you meet a stranger by chance!" Ye Fan had a strange face, and first asked weakly: "Old man, do you believe this?
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"Just ask for peace of mind. This is what you said." The old man smiled, "I believe you can agree!"
Ye Fan was helpless, this old man was greedy enough, he had to ask me to put it in a good light.
But this lottery is obviously not good, it’s just a winning lottery at most, what can I say?
"Ahem, old man, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. If you win the forty lottery, you must be seeking a career.
Well, the meaning of this sign is probably that you have encountered some setbacks before, and if you encounter them again in the future, as long as you are careful, you will not suffer losses easily.
The last sentence is a warning that you need to be open-minded in your way of life, so that you can naturally solve problems calmly when you encounter them.
Sometimes when you meet a noble person around you, you must not miss him easily, otherwise it will be easy to miss him."
Ye Fan put down the sign, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This is a warning sign. Overtly it tells you to pay attention to your mentality, but the hidden meaning is... this..."
"Young man, it doesn't matter if you say it." The old man nodded.
"Okay, old man, don't be angry." Ye Fan lowered his voice.
"Old man, this sign secretly shows that although you are an ambitious person, you lack ruthless means.
Those avoidable accidents are not nipped in the cradle, and they are even tolerated over and over again.
To put it bluntly, you have the brains to achieve great things, but you don’t have the means to achieve great things. You are not ruthless enough!"
The old man's expression changed, and he exclaimed in his heart: What a good boy, he actually guessed it right!
"Young man, what do you think I should do?"
"Actually, it's nothing more than leveraging your own strength. Although I don't know what industry the old man is in, I guess you sometimes can't help yourself when doing things."
Ye Fan chuckled, "In that case, it's better to use some connecting skills to push some puppets out to deal with it, so as not to burn the Golden Buddha and bring disaster to me!"
"Huh?!" If the old man was a little shocked before, he was horrified now.
Although Ye Fan's skills in interpreting lottery tickets are ridiculous, his ability to observe words and emotions is not small.
This old man stayed up most of the night, coming here to get his signature signed and asking for peace of mind. Most people wouldn't be able to do such a thing on a full stomach.
Seeing the old man standing there thoughtfully, Ye Fan smiled: "Old man, think about it slowly, I will withdraw first!"
"Don't leave yet, young man, you can brag to me again." The old man said with a smile, feeling as if we had just met each other since the beginning of time.
Ye Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Old man, it's hard for me to have a world of two, so don't be a light bulb!"
The old man laughed, "Young man is interesting!"
"Old sir, see you again when we are destined!" Ye Fan pulled Li Ruoxin and walked out.
The old man had a faint smile on his face and nodded gently: "Young man, we will meet soon!"
Behind him, a young man with a serious face asked in a deep voice: "Chief, this Ye Fan is too out of touch. Do you really plan to put him in charge of the Eagle Special Group?"
"Lao Pan strongly recommends it, so I'll give it to you." The old man chuckled and said, "Besides, the military is about to begin.
The Eagle has suffered heavy losses and cannot even replace its personnel. How can it participate in the military conference?
You also know that this time the military event is not only held by China, but also by 16 major military powers including the United States, the European Union, and island countries.
We in China have a total of thirty-six special teams, divided into twelve districts to compete. The performance of each district is very important.
Although the Special Eagle Team is in the same group as Longmu, they are also in the same group as the EU's SAS, which is second, and the Third Army Team. Only the top two can advance.
These four military special forces are a group of death, and the two EU SAS will definitely join forces. If the Confidential Eagle special group cannot be strengthened, then Longmu will be attacked from both sides!
Therefore, I must win this Ye Fan, otherwise the old guys from other systems will have even greater opinions on our special team!"