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62. Chapter 62 The Buddha of Xilin Temple

Huangshi took out another magazine and replaced it on the pistol. Then he tried to hit the wine jar 20 meters away. However, no matter how he adjusted it, the wine jar still stood on the stand table, and it was still stable. Huangshi couldn't help but sigh, thinking that there was no need to try again from those 50 meters away, and it would be a waste of bullets. The pistol feels not very good, but fortunately it was not stuck just now. He just forgot to pull the safety and bolt when he first tested the gun. I believe that after this gun test, I would have a real and intuitive feeling about the gun.

Having said that although this is just a black gun, before I apply for a Canadian tourist visa, this is my only automated firearm at present. Although I actually have some other secret weapons, it is hard to be so direct and kill people.

Speaking of which, it is not particularly difficult to come by this gun, because after the gun was criticized by Shi Wenbo that day, the imitation 54 system, which was originally regarded as a treasure by An Haonan, became a laughing stock of his inability to see. So after Huangshi proposed to buy this gun to play, An Haonan waved his hand generously and agreed, and gave all the remaining bullets to Huangshi.

Huang Shi and Shi Wenbo were a little shocked when they saw the box of multiple bullets that An Haonan took out from the hidden place of his home. No wonder Lao An is becoming more and more low-key now. If he is so arrogant that he is arrested by the police again, it will probably not be easy to come out again. Huang Shi wants to give money to Lao An, so Lao An naturally refuses to ask for it, saying that he has underestimated him. He has a tacit understanding with these two new friends today. It is too hurt to talk about money, and he is not short of money. Of course, Lao An now has a net worth of millions, so how can he take these small money seriously? Sometimes it costs thousands or tens of thousands to spend a meal with his big customers. Besides, if it is a money-gun transaction, it will not be a more crime if it is exposed in the future.

Of course, Huangshi could only push this. Before leaving, he asked Lao An for a tea box and put all the sharp weapons in it. The three parties also left a phone call with each other. Huangshi made two preparations in buying modern weapons. On the one hand, he heard Chen Lishui say that the gun management in Canada is relatively loose and wanted to go to the Shiwenbo line. On the other hand, he also asked Lao An to help pay attention to the Qinghai gun dealer "Tymoshenko" to see if he could get some more regular guns from the Qinghai people.

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After Huangshi took back his pistol, he turned around and looked at the people who were still stunned. "Yeah," he cleared his voice. If he lost someone, he would not lose the formation. He must not lose this momentum. He must first win. "Everyone has seen it, how powerful is the thunder in the palm of his palm."

Everyone woke up and started talking nonsense. Of course, they were all one-sided praises. As for the few wine jars 20 meters away, they were selectively ignored.

After everyone was talking for a while, Huang Shi called Zhou Mingrui over, "What time is it now?"

When Zhou Mingrui heard the master's question, he fumbled out a pocket watch carefully from his pocket bag in his arms, squinted his eyes and looked carefully, "Master, it's 11:45 noon now." This old-fashioned pocket watch was specially given to Mu Dexian and Zhou Mingrui when Huangshi asked Mu Dexian to do a transaction in the county last time. Naturally, he also explained the time of the watch in detail. Because Mu Dexian had already had a clock at home, this explanation was more about Zhou Mingrui. After Zhou Mingrui got this pocket watch, he regarded it as a treasure, and felt that his waist and back were straightened a little.

"Then let's find a better restaurant nearby and have a meal first. We've exhausted everyone today." Huang Shi asked the police, "What are some good places to eat nearby? We can go and check out the house after we finish eating."

Mu Dexian thought for a while, "Master, there is Yishan not far from Jinniu Mountain. There is a Xilin Zen Temple on the mountain. I heard that the vegetarian food in the temple is good, and there is a Suji grocery store at the foot of the mountain to be resold. After eating vegetarian food, you can go and check it out."

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It was almost autumn, but the flowers and plants on Yishan are still flourishing, and tourists are burning. On the path in front of the Xilin Zen Temple at the foot of Yishan, there were even some good men and women holding incense.

Huang Shi and others followed the tourists slowly forward, "Master, the Xilin Zen Temple in the west of the mansion, the Yongquan Temple on the top of Gushan, the Hualin Temple in the north, the Wanfo Temple in the city, and the Nanzen Temple in the south of the city were called the five major Zen forests in the city." Mu Detou continued, "This Xilin Zen Temple is full of incense on weekdays, and it is still prosperous whenever the Buddha Bath Festival is approaching, and the temple is even crowded with good men and women, and it feels like it is shoulder to shoulder and has no place to stand."

"The Lishu has been passed down from the Song Dynasty in the three dynasties, and the bells sounded throughout the ages." When he recited the couplet engraved on the pillars of the ancient temple, Huang Shi thought that the content of this couplet has not changed compared to the modern world, but the font has changed a lot. Of course, just from the outside, the temple has become much larger in size, but it has become much older. After all, in the modern world, the Xilin Zen Temple is renovated every three or two years.

Seeing that the group of people were dressed freshly and the three leading people had a good temperament, a sharp-eyed monk came up to him. Mu Deyi stepped forward and bowed with him with his hands together, and whispered to communicate with the monk.

When Huangshi saw the monk wearing a black thread and a red cassock leaving, he asked him, "Will they agree?"

"Master, I asked for a big table as you ordered and asked them to set up an empty room. The monk named Shi Xin had already arranged it." Mu Dexian walked back and said, it turned out that Huang Shi didn't want to sit in that messy dining room, and he was not a tourist coming to incense, but just a glutton who came to taste the food. Naturally, people would find a relatively quiet space.

Everyone stood under the eaves in front of the mountain gate to comment on the scenery of Yishan. After a while, they saw the monk named Shi Xin turn around. After a simple salute, they said to Huangshi and the others, "Donors, please follow the little monk. The wing room of this temple has been prepared for all donors."

Huang Shi and others followed Shi Xin and walked all the way into the deep side courtyard. They pushed the door in front of the west wing room and saw that the room was smooth and there was nothing to do. They just placed three cushions in the right corner against the wall. It was estimated that this room was the place where monks in the temple sit quietly and meditate. Now there was a large round table in the room, and a dozen small round high stools were equipped with.

"Come on, everyone, sit down." After Shuxin went out to urge the vegetables, Huangshi took the lead in sitting on the main seat. After seeing Huangshi sitting down, Zhou Mingrui and Mu Deyi sat down on the left and right. The old people also sat down. Only a few new servants from Daqiu Village were hesitant. After all, this was to sit on the same table as the master.
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