Chapter 1220: Nothing Can Be Done!

Gao Yuan, chairman of Hang Seng Group, has been jumping on his right eyelid in recent days.

The left eye jumps wealth, the right eye jumps disaster!

Although from a scientific point of view, this is just a nerve conduction somewhere. But some people are reluctant to explain this phenomenon from a scientific point of view. To put it bluntly, this is superstition!

And Gao Yuan is one of them, he doesn't care if others believe it or not, anyway, he believes. Therefore, the right eyelid kept jumping, which made him panic and always feel that something bad was going to happen.

Gao Yuan admits that his hands are not clean, and then again, who can mix to the point of him, who is clean?

Besides, he didn't rob houses or kill people or set fires. Just follow the rules of this world and eat the strong, what's wrong with him?

Besides, didn't he invest in a temple? He felt that even if he was not a good person, he was not a bad person who would be punished by God.

Gao Yuan's psychological self-consolation, but he still couldn't stop the right eyelid from jumping wildly. That morning, before dawn, he asked the driver to drive him to the temple he had invested in.

On this Baeksan Mountain, which is 100 kilometers away from the downtown area of Jeju, the temple named Fozhaosa Temple was built with high funding.

In fact, before this, Fozhao Temple has been on the White Mountain for a hundred years. It's just that there is no fame, and coupled with the fact that people nowadays, this kind of belief is gradually becoming weaker. This makes the incense of Fozhao Temple also decrease day by day.

Therefore, even if it is in disrepair, it is difficult to come up with enough money to rebuild the temple.

At this time, a wealthy businessman appeared to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and donated money to build a temple, which made Fozhao Temple look new.

That's right, that rich businessman is Gao Yuan!

Fozhao Temple has a long history, so the monks in it are by no means the kind of people who eat and drink, there are many monks who have attained the Tao, just like the host of the temple, the abbot of Fahai!

When Gao Yuan came, the eastern sky had already revealed a touch of fish belly white. At this time, the monks had already gotten up, finished their morning fast, and were already chanting.

The moment Gao Yuan walked in, the original panic was immediately driven away by the peaceful atmosphere here. It's just that Gao Yuan didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and Fahai, the host of the temple, seemed to have expected him to come, and was already waiting at the door of the scripture hall early.

In everyone's imagination, the monk who can be the presiding officer of the temple must be an old man with gray eyebrows. But this is different, Fahai is a young man, and he is handsome, in addition to a strong sense of peace, he gives people the feeling that he is like Jia Baoyu in the dream of Red Mansions!

"Holy Monk!" Gao Yuan walked over, folded his hands, and bowed reverently.

"Donor, please inside!" Fahai does not smile, does not look high, only looks at the ground.

Gao Yuan asked the driver to stay outside, and then followed Fahai through the scripture hall, around the pavilion, and through a cave to the deepest part of the monastery.

It's winter, but it's spring. There are mountains and rivers, and birds flying around. In addition to these sounds, the silence here makes people feel a little drunk when they walk in.

Gao Yuan and Fahai sat opposite each other, and after other monks poured Gao Yuan a cup of hot tea, Fahai did not speak. Just close your eyes and twist the Buddha beads in your hand.

Gao Yuan's heart felt bad, because he had come countless times, and it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Isn't it what the sea cucumber has penetrated?

Gao Yuan's heart, which had been quiet, began to become uneasy again. Including his right eyelid, which throbbed even more violently. This made him a little manic, and he wanted to jump into the icy water outside the pavilion and toss around.

After more than ten minutes, Gao Yuan still couldn't hold his breath, held his breath, and tried to ask: "Holy monk, you seem to have known that I would come, so you must also know why I came." Holy monk, can you tell me if something bad will happen to me next? If there really is, please ask the holy monk to tell sù how to crack it, is it possible? ”

The moment Gao Yuan's voice fell, Fahai's movement of twisting the Buddha beads also stopped. But his eyes hadn't been opened yet.

Fahai spread out his palm and sent the string of Buddhist beads to Gao Yuan. Gao Yuan thought it was for him, and wanted to take it with both hands.

Whoa!

A string of Buddhist beads that was originally good was scattered all over the place.

"Holy monk, this ...... This ......" Gao Yuan's face changed with fright, he was a half-Buddhist cultivator, even if he wasn't, he had watched a lot of TV series or movies.

Therefore, in the lofty subconscious, the scattering of Buddha beads for no reason is an ominous omen.

In addition, in the past few days, the right eyelid has been jumping non-stop, and Gao Yuan is even more scared.

"This is God's will, willing to do so, you and I can't disobey!" Fahai clasped his hands together, but his eyes were still closed.

Although Fahai may know, Gao Yuan is not a good thing. However, the reconstruction of this temple is indispensable for lofty merits. For this temple and for Fahai himself, Gao Yuan has a certain kindness.

And Fahai also understood that the catastrophe that had befallen Gao Yuan, but because of the irresistible providence of heaven, he could not save Gao Yuan from fire and water, and Fahai would definitely feel sorry. So, that's why he doesn't look at lofty.

No, since Fahai can penetrate a qiē, then he will definitely think of a way to help Gao Yuan. And the reason why Fahai didn't help, maybe Fahai also knew, the other party was righteous!

How can he, a monk, be the enemy of justice?

"Holy monk, can you make it clear what Providence wants me to do?" Gao Yuanmian asked as if he were dead.

"Donor, don't leak the secret of heaven!" Fahai said.

"No, I don't want to die. Holy monk, save me, save me. You are a disciple of Buddhism, how can you watch me fall into danger and not come to my rescue? What's more, this temple was built with my funds. As long as you save me, how about I spend more money to build this place into the best temple in the world? "Gao Yuan seems to be a little delirious, like a madman.

"Donor, there's nothing I can do!" After Fahai finished speaking, he sighed, and then got up to leave.

"Don't, holy monk, you can't go, you must save me!" Gao Yuan chased after him, wanting to leave Fahai behind.

Fahai waved his right hand slightly, and before Gao Yuan approached him, a peaceful force, like the warm autumn wind of spring, blew Gao Yuan back down.

Gao Yuan was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what he was thinking, his mind was empty. He wanted to do something, but he was half-asleep and couldn't move.

After Gao Yuan recovered, he wanted to get up and chase Fahai again, but he couldn't see Fahai's shadow anymore.

"Is that so? Hum! Even if disaster strikes me, I will kill my son's enemies before I die! Gao Yuan was hideous, exuding a violent anger all over his body.

In this pure land of Buddhism, how can such violence be tolerated? Therefore, the peaceful atmosphere that permeated everywhere immediately made Gao Yuan's chest a little stuffy. Fortunately, Gao Yuan stopped exuding violence, otherwise, he would have to die here!

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