An hour later, Zhuo Yifan arrived in Jiangzhou. This city is the largest city in China. It has witnessed the tremendous changes in China's reform and opening up in the past 30 years and is also a world-famous international metropolis. Jiangzhou Zhuo Yifan once came
He had been here many times before when he went south because of Xia Xiaoyu's affairs. Zhuo Yifan was not too unfamiliar with this city.
After appearing in the square park directly opposite the Municipal Party Committee, Zhuo Yifan prepared to go to the Municipal Party Committee to find Secretary Wang Jinghui. But before he reached the gate, he suddenly felt something, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and turned to look
The green belt on one side of the square.
The relatively open space in the square has been occupied by the square dancing ladies. Only the green belt seems relatively quiet. Zhuo Yifan found that under a big banyan tree, there was a person looking at him deeply, his face
There was a faint smile on his face, as if he was harmless, but I couldn't figure out what he was looking at?
It was an old man wearing a monk's robe. He was not very tall, reaching up to Zhuo Yifan's shoulders at most. His round bald head reflected the sun's rays, making him look very dazzling. He looked to be about sixty to seventy years old.
Suddenly, his face was glowing red and there were no wrinkles on his face.
Why is there such an old monk standing at the door of the Municipal Party Committee and City Government? And he is looking at me with a smile? Does he know me? Why does he feel like he is taking a spring breeze when he looks at his smiling expression and deep eyes?
Feeling?
With many questions in his mind, Zhuo Yifan took a step forward, changed his direction and walked directly towards the old monk.
It seemed that he knew that Zhuo Yifan must have come to find him. When Zhuo Yifan was about to come to him, the old monk had already clasped his hands together and shouted: "Amitabha!"
"Master, why are you staring at me? Have we known each other before?" Zhuo Yifan was surprised and asked curiously with a frown.
"As the benefactor Zhuo has come from afar, the poor monk naturally has to come out to greet him." The old monk explained with a smile and nod.
"Master knows that my surname is Zhuo? And that I came all the way from afar? Do you really know me?" Zhuo Yifan was even more shocked when he heard this and asked again.
"The poor monk and the benefactor Zhuo have never met, but the poor monk knows you very well. You don't have to be surprised, let alone worry, I don't have any ill intentions towards you!" The old monk nodded slowly and explained.
When Zhuo Yifan heard this, he frowned suspiciously. He was sure that he had never seen this old monk before. And the old monk said the same thing. But he knew himself very well, so how could this happen?
Why not make him doubtful?
"Dare you ask the master's name?" Zhuo Yifan asked tentatively.
"The poor monk has no name. Zhuo Donor can call him whatever he wants. Calling him a dharma name is nothing more than an illusion!" the old monk explained with a smile and shook his head.
"Wuming has no name?" Zhuo Yifan was stunned when he heard this. It was the first time he saw such an interesting monk. He immediately decided in his heart: "Then let me call you Wuming Master first? Is that okay?"
"No problem, you can call me whatever you want, Donor Zhuo." The old monk smiled and nodded.
"May I ask Master Wuming, how did you know that I would appear here? From what you said, it is obvious that you came here specially to wait for me?" Zhuo Yifan raised his eyebrows and asked very curiously.
"This is a heavenly secret. As the saying goes, heavenly secrets cannot be leaked. I am sorry that the poor monk cannot answer this question of the donor Zhuo. But the poor monk is definitely not here to harm you." The unknown old monk explained.