The agarwood fan was still there, and the more everyone thought about it, the weirder it became.
Someone said: "This is still a lucky fan, isn't it an evil weapon?"
The veteran said with certainty: "It's an evil weapon. It's just different from other evil weapons. You can think of it as raising this one yourself."
Someone said angrily: "Whoever gets this fan is the one who takes the initiative to keep it, no matter who ends up in the hands of it?"
Tengju reassured everyone: "It's just an ordinary agarwood. It's not that easy to cultivate a magic weapon. They are obviously a bunch of trash, but they like to have wild ideas. Maybe if you practice well on your own and the spiritual platform is clear, you can achieve some success."
The young man was not so comforted and said angrily: "Evil will still destroy people's luck?"
Tengju said: "If you feel dizzy, go to the hospital or find out the reason. If you have merit to protect your body, it won't be of much use. In short, don't use various means to harm others, and be careful with what you receive. I found a problem.
If you solve it in time, there won't be many situations that suddenly kill you."
Everyone understood.
An old lady hurriedly came over and asked the master: "Is there something wrong with my family's request for a Bodhisattva? I have always believed in it, but recently I feel something is wrong."
Tengju looked at her and said, "You have some merits and virtues. Selling Bodhisattvas for money is blocked by your merits and has some influence on you."
The old lady was more than seventy years old and chubby. She was affirmed by the master. She was surprised and said: "I often go to Pudu Temple." Then she pointed to an old monk and showed it to the master, Master Puji of Pudu Temple.
The old monk came out and saw Amitabha Buddha. He had a big round head and a shiny head, and he had quite a bit of Buddha nature.
He couldn't figure out that the Bodhisattva was not there for a moment, he just thought that the female donor was fine.
Tengju and the old monk said: "A monk in your temple contacted outsiders to do this. He became a monk just for money. The incense in Pudu Temple is very prosperous. I don't know how much he donated. Old monk, you ride in a luxury car and are paid so well. Later he
He has fallen in love with another beautiful woman and is ready to return to secular life. This woman is also quite powerful. He has also contacted the Xuanmen scum, and in short, this matter is getting bigger and bigger. The paper can no longer contain the fire. "
Old monk Amitabha.
Everyone else is Amitabha.
To put it bluntly, they are taking advantage of loopholes to make money. Monks and Taoists make a lot of money.
Master Puji is an eminent monk, but there are some unclean people under his command. As for Master Puji, why can’t he ride in a luxury car?
In terms of ability and merit, no master can lose to anyone. He doesn't show off his wealth, doesn't show off, and doesn't run a red light when he rides in a luxury car. How can he care?
A girl said: "If the master were poorer, there would be countless good people who would pay the master how much money they had to ask him to do a little thing. Even if Xiaju was capable and rich, there would still be all kinds of lunatics that looked down upon him."
It's hard for Meng Dan to disagree. Master, you are capable. How can you show off by riding in a luxury car? There are those who dare to make jokes even if they have a lot of money. They dare to make shameless jokes even if they have little money. They are all dishonest.
The old lady asked Tengju nervously: "What should we do now?"
Tengju waved his hand: "It's okay."
The old lady felt very comfortable and hurriedly paid, one hundred thousand, just one hundred thousand.
It seems to everyone that the master collects money very casually. No matter what she says, others will give her money.
Another woman in her forties came to Tengju and said, "Can I ask you for a painting?"
Tengju looked at her and said unhappily: "You have a lot of wives and concubines, so stay away from me."
Someone with knowledge said: "My husband has mistresses, four, five, six, seven, and a bunch of illegitimate children. His son is not very old, and he is also a bunch of women."
His son ran out. He was in his early twenties, romantic and greasy. He said sincerely to Tengju: "I am very good to them, and they also volunteered."
Tengju said angrily: "I don't want to listen, it will dirty my ears. Do you understand?"
Fu Tongqing said coldly: "If one is willing to buy and the other is willing to sell, it depends on the law! It's not just what you say! If you have money at home, can you afford it? Can you still find a master?"
The woman emphasized: "My house is very nice, how much does it cost?"
Wang Xiaoliang said: "I think you also want to move bricks and cut off your descendants."
The woman was frightened.
The son was bold and looked at Wang Xiaoliang and said: "We are not married yet!"
Wang Xiaoliang went crazy: "What did you say?"
The son looked at her and said seriously: "Our two families are well matched. You don't have to worry about my younger brothers and sisters. They can only get a little money. The family property is mine. I don't object to you wanting to be in the entertainment industry, as long as you don't mess around."
Come."
Teng raised his hand and slapped him away.
Wang Xiaoliang is happy!
Boss Wang was displeased and ran over, rolling up his sleeves and yelling: "How come this trash can miss my precious daughter?"
The woman ignored her son and hurriedly explained: "This is not..."
Bah! Boss Wang spit on her face, pointed at her husband and cursed: "How dare you miss my daughter?" Boss Wang rushed up and beat her!
Come on, Wang Xiaoliang!
The woman was busy looking for her son, while the man was beaten half to death by Boss Wang.
Several people pulled Boss Wang away.
A man advised: "You are still young."
If Boss Wang takes action against this, I won’t be able to kill him unless my surname is Wang!
The few people who tried to stop the fight all tried to sidestep the argument. If someone is willing to do so, that's all. Since Boss Wang doesn't want to, let's stop talking.
What's more, in fact, everyone knows that Wang Xiaoliang and Tengju have a good relationship and can benefit from it. You can just be serious about it, it's all vulgar. Don't say that Boss Wang is angry, whoever has a daughter who is humiliated like this will be angry
.
Boss Wang protected his daughter, while Wang Xiaoliang followed her father and kicked her.
It was so lively for many onlookers. Hahaha!
Compared to Teng Ju's attack, this fight has a good atmosphere and causes less damage.
The auctioneer is not in a hurry, he only has so much time, and he will be done with it once it's over.
Tengju saw that the time was almost up and was ready to leave.
A professor came to Tengju and said sheepishly: "Can I ask for a piece of embroidery?"
Tengju responded: "This year's is already full."
Several people asked curiously: "What are you going to embroider for Yan Da?"
Another professor said: "Yuzhou University would like to ask for one."
A woman smiled and said: "Yuzhou University is so rich."
Tengju responded: "It will be scheduled in September."
The professor didn't care at all and paid the 100 million quickly.
The money will arrive tomorrow, and the professor makes another request: "Can I embroider phoenix flowers?"
Tengju said: "Okay."
Fu Tongqing said hurriedly: "I got the phoenix flower for you to embroider?"
Tengju looked at him, what kind of flowers did he bring?
The professor smiled excitedly and said: "The phoenix flower blooms around the time of graduation in May. I will send it to you then. Otherwise, it will be gone by September."
It doesn't matter if you lift high or high.
Someone shouted: "Master, aren't you going to embroider a handkerchief today?"
Tengju waved his hand.
A bolt of lightning struck.
Fu Tongqing said: "I have prepared some thunder and fire. Does anyone else want it?"
Movie kings and movie queens all want it, but they can't force it. Even if the master gives you face and brings a few embroidered handkerchiefs today, can everyone still have one? Since most people still don't have them, why should they create a stir? The atmosphere is quite good now.
What's more, what the master embroidered is very meaningful and not just for fun. How many people can stand the embroidery screen at Yeseong University?