After driving for nearly 20 hours at the gate of Songshan Shaolin Temple, Bao Xiaofei and his party had just gotten off the bus. They felt that the biological clock had not returned to normal, and they started another day of work.
At the gate of Shaolin Temple, there is an endless stream of faithful men and women who come to offer incense. Most of them come to pray for peace. Of course, some come for other wishes.
At this time, a novice monk was standing at the door of Shaolin Temple, as if he was saving all sentient beings. He stood with his hands clasped in front of his chest and was chanting the name of the Buddha.
When Bao Xiaofei saw this, he boldly walked over, followed the monk's example, clasped his palms together, and called "Master".
The monk was kind-hearted and had good intentions. Seeing that Bao Xiaofei was sincere, he chanted the Buddha's name and asked Bao Xiaofei what happened.
"Master, I would like to see the abbot, Master. Is it convenient for me now?"
"The abbot is busy today and is not in the temple. Do you have anything to do?" In order to find out more, Bao Xiaofei came over by himself to ask for directions.
"This is a private matter, and I would like to ask the abbot for help," Bao Xiaofei said politely. This was the first time he was talking to a monk here, and his usual arrogance was gone.
"Please help me, abbot! It's easy." As he said that, the monk twisted his index finger and thumb together a few times. Bao Xiaofei understood the monk's "meaning" as soon as he saw the meaning.
He put his hand into his trouser pocket, took out two hundred Ruanmei coins, and handed it to the monk. The monk quickly put the Ruanmei coins into his front pocket, and then said to Bao Xiaofei with a smile:
"If the donor wants to ask something, it's best to go to the incense first. Here are the rules of our Buddhism. You go in through the door on the left first, and finally come out through the west door. There are rules here." After saying that, the monk said something
After hearing the name of Buddha, he turned around and left.
Bao Xiaofei seemed to understand. There was something special about offering incense! But he was not here to offer incense today. He knew that his task was to find someone for Guo Haitao, so how could he bother to offer incense?
Damn it, it's so troublesome to find someone here, why not go in directly and ask the master where the abbot's office is. When he looked up, he saw that the monk was long gone.
"Liar, big liar, it turns out that some of these monks also cheat people out of money." Bao Xiaofei cursed a few words in his heart, and could only enter through the east gate.
Entering the temple, believers and good women lined up to offer incense and pray to heaven.
However, when you ask someone to do something, you have to pay something in order to get something in return. If you don't pay, where will the reward come from? Bao Xiaofei understands this clearly.
After buying some incense and seeing that several rooms were crowded with people, Bao Xiaofei went to a room with fewer people to burn incense. As for the immortal Arhat sitting above, Bao Xiaofei didn't recognize any of them.
In such a big temple, there was no one to talk to after entering. Bao Xiaofei was a little confused, was there even an information desk?
While he was looking around, several groups of patrolling monks in the distance came over. These monks, who are usually responsible for the safety of the temple, also have a major responsibility to supervise other monks who are doing their homework.
Therefore, Bao Xiaofei asked several monks, but no one spoke to him.
After passing through three courtyards, Bao Xiaofei walked all the way to the innermost courtyard. Compared to the dean in front, there were obviously fewer people here.
Waves of chanting sounds came from the room, as well as the rhythmic sound of beating the alms bowl, which made Bao Xiaofei's heart suddenly calm down.
When I walked into a monk's room, I saw the words "Secretariat" written on the wooden door.
Damn it, the Shaolin host also has a professional secretary. This level is really high. Bao Xiaofei has never seen it. He couldn't help but stand up in admiration.
After knocking on the door, a monk wearing glasses walked out. The monk looked to be in his seventies. Although he was wearing reading glasses, he was still in good spirits.
"Amitabha, is there anything wrong with the donor?"
Bao Xiaofei followed the monk's example, clasped his palms together in front of his chest, and said to the monk respectfully:
"Master, we are here to find Master Abbot to save a person." With that said, the monk invited Bao Xiaofei into the meditation room and started chatting.
Bao Xiaofei briefly talked about Mr. Guo's situation, and took out a bunch of soft sister coins and put them on the table, asking the secretary to tell the abbot.
The secretary picked up the money, put it directly into the "merit box", and got up to make a phone call.
A few minutes later, the secretary came in from outside and said directly to Bao Xiaofei:
"Donor, to tell you the truth, we need at least 5 million Soft Girl Coins to perform a procedure here. Do you think we can get it? If we can get it, the deal will be done. If we can't get it, please be merciful.
Huai. Amitabha." The secretary monk finished speaking and said no more.
"How come it's only 500 soft sister coins? I have to charge him 30 million to treat Zheng Banqiao's daughter. Haha, I'm really making a fortune." Thinking of this, Bao Xiaofei grinned unconsciously.
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Your secretary, the monk, noticed Bao Xiaofei's thoughts and smiled in agreement. He directly picked up the phone and looked through the address book.
"Donor, please go to the financial department next door to settle the account. I will arrange the procedure now."
Bao Xiaofei stood carefully, fearing that there was something he did not considerately. As soon as he heard what the secretary said, he immediately turned around and walked out the door.
He raised his watch and looked at it. Mr. Guo should have ten hours left. There would be no problem in saving his life. However, the last chance would depend on Mr. Guo's luck.
Shaolin Temple is very big. Bao Xiaofei came out of the secretary's room and called Guo Haitao. When Guo Haitao found someone to carry Mr. Guo in, Bao Xiaofei had already returned to the secretary's office.
A few minutes later, two ferocious-looking warrior monks walked in. They first bowed in front of the Buddha statue, and then the secretariat greeted them and sat on the chairs in the Zen room.
"Mr. Guo, this 'charity' is five million soft sister coins. The secretary said it. Look, would you like to settle the account?" Bao Xiaofei asked.
"You have already reached this point, do you still care about the money?" Guo Haitao said, turned around and walked out into the accounting office next to him.
Bao Xiaofei looked at Mr. Guo who was sitting on the chair. He was still looking straight ahead, and there was no change at all for two days. This once high-spirited young man from a rich family had fallen to such an end. It was a blessing from heaven.
The worst "punishment" for him!
A few minutes later, Guo Haitao walked into the secretary's office holding a red receipt and handed it to the table.
"Okay, let's start French now. Please step aside." After the secretary said, the two Arhats stood up and walked over, lifting Guo Shaoping and placing him on the ground.
Bao Xiaofei and his party all went out to wander around the yard, and they were not allowed to see the French inside.
At this time, the two Arhats opened their palms and moved the exercises back and forth on Mr. Guo's head. This is a Buddhist method...
About an hour later, the meditation room in the secretariat opened, and the secretary monk came out, pushing up his glasses, as if he was looking for something.
Guo Haitao was the first to see Secretary Monk and walked over with a quick stride.
"Master, what is he?" Guo Haitao asked anxiously. If there is no good solution here, then he can only give up.
"Amitabha, it's good, the donor is blessed and fine. Amitabha." The secretary monk put his palms together, recited the Buddha's name a few times, turned around and left the meditation room.
When Guo Haitao heard that Mr. Guo had been rescued, he burst into tears of excitement.
Entering the Zen room, Guo Haitao knelt down in front of the Buddha and Bodhisattva with a plop. I don't know whether he was thanking the Bodhisattva or the secretary...