When he arrived at the door, Li Feng looked carefully at the plaque on the door and saw two big characters written on it, which was Wu Xin.
However, these two characters are written with a certain ancient rhyme, as if they were written too many years ago.
This made Li Feng even more puzzled.
The old monk in the room is Wu Xin, but he looks like he is only seventy or eighty years old, but this word looks more than a hundred years old. Is Wu Xin named based on this word, or has he really lived for so many years?
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What’s more, the elegant and aura of the font gives people a very strange feeling, as if they have really forgotten all their worries.
After watching for a while, the young man next to him pulled him and shook him a few times: "Sir, don't be in a daze. How are you? Are you infected by the special atmosphere here?"
Li Feng rolled his eyes at him depressingly: "Get out of here, what's the infection? You think it's a virus. Hurry up and open the door."
The young monk smiled awkwardly and quickly opened the door.
The eminent monk in the room quickly put down the book when he saw Li Feng, then looked Li Feng up and down, and said in a loud voice: "Donor, this poor monk has been waiting here for a long time."
Then there was a young novice monk next to him, who brought a futon for Li Feng to sit on and poured some tea.
The young monk who had just led Li Feng over quickly sat aside.
Li Feng was even more confused now. The young monk's attitude seemed to be completely different from just now. He was so naughty just now, but this time he became much more serious.
While thinking about it, he also took a closer look at the old monk, and saw that the old monk looked really distinctive. His snow-white eyebrows were several inches long, hanging down to the corners of his mouth, and there were nine fragrant dots on his bare forehead.
The ring scar was actually faintly glowing with golden light. His closed eyes and plump face gave him the image of an accomplished monk.
But this was not what surprised Li Feng the most. What surprised him most was that when the old monk was holding a purple wooden fish in his hand and tapping it gently, the sound seemed tangible, as if he was instantly transported to the world of Buddha.
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Li Feng looked slightly dazed. After a while, he looked at the old monk and said, "Hey, you asked me to come here to listen to you knocking on the wooden fish, right?"
"If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I'm very pressed for time."
The old monk nodded slightly, then put down the wooden fish and said, "Almsgiver Li, actually I invite you here today because I want to build a good relationship."
"Huh? Do you know my surname is Li?" Li Feng was even more curious now.
The old monk smiled: "That's natural. I am a fan of Donor and often watch Donor's videos."
As he spoke, he took out a smartphone and shook it.
"Pfft..." Li Feng spit out the tea he just drank after hearing this: "Ahem, brother, you are really extraordinary. You are looking at Jin Ping Mei and playing with your mobile phone. I really thought you were some kind of expert.
"
The old monk's face was slightly red: "Haha, the word eminent monk is just the worldly people's view of me. In fact, compared to the donor, I am still far behind."
Li Feng waved his hand: "Okay, just tell me what you want to do with me? What kind of good relationship can you have with me?"
Wu Xin said seriously: "That's right. Due to its age, our temple needs large-scale repairs. There is still a shortfall of two million. I really don't know who to look for, so I want the donor to donate."
"What? You want me to donate money to build a temple for you?" Li Feng felt even more painful.
He had met the young monk who was greedy for money since he entered the temple, and now he met such an old monk who was greedy for money and asked him to take two million. This was obviously treating him like a fat sheep to be slaughtered.
But the old monk didn't feel guilty at all: "Yes, sir, he has money and can't spend it. We want money and have no place to look for it, so naturally we have to look for him."
"But don't worry, sir. If you agree, I will naturally not let you spend money in vain. I will give you a treasure to ensure that you will not lose money."
Li Feng rolled his eyes at him dejectedly: "Master, do you believe what you say? Although I admit that you have some cultivation skills, you only want money in this temple, and you are holding the Golden Ping Mei in this Zen place.
Look, do you think you have any treasure?"
"I think it's better for you, Master, to save your worries. I don't have the money you want. If you have time, you'd better let me see what you can do. I paid for it. Didn't I say that you can exorcise evil spirits and eliminate disasters for me? Then you can do it now.
Show me what kind of calamity I have."
Wu Xin blushed slightly after being told that, and then said seriously: "Thank you, the donor. I don't see anything wrong with Jin Ping Mei. The so-called emptiness is color, color is emptiness, and what is not close to women's beauty is just the world's view of us. In fact, we are also human beings."
, not a real god.”
"Only when you are not afraid of sex and dare to face it bravely can you truly break your inner demons..."
Then he explained for a while.
Li Feng listened while drinking tea. It wasn't until the other party finished speaking that he took a look at Wu Xin's face: "Senior Monk, you have bravely faced too many things. You want to break the inner demons, but in your face,
It shows that you have a good relationship with the three widows and have a lot of sexual pleasures. Are you facing it bravely? I think you are dissatisfied with your desires."
He really looked down upon Wu Xin.
This guy's words are extremely serious, but his face and behavior don't have the style of an eminent monk at all.
At most, he just has a better skin.
Wu Xin scratched his head: "Haha, sir, you saw it very accurately. So, I haven't practiced enough now. I am in the stage of experience. I think as long as I have regular contact, I will slowly see through it in the future."
"Besides, widows are lonely people. I am here to help all sentient beings and let them live a fulfilling life."
"Pfft..." Li Feng laughed again: "Haha, come on, don't explain, your sister, are you going to show me your face? If you don't, I can leave, and I will make you a widow.
Tell those pilgrims everything, do you think they will give you more time to practice?"
Wu Xin was a little panicked when he heard this: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I'll just show you."
As he spoke, he also looked at Li Feng seriously. However, the corners of the mouths of the two young monks next to him twitched after hearing what Li Feng and the old monk said.
They didn't know about the matter between the master and the widow, but they didn't expect that Li Feng could see it at a glance, and from what he meant, the master really had that matter. This... Could it be that Li Feng was more capable than the master.
Speaking of Wu Xin, after looking at it for a while, he slowly said: "Sir, his face is extraordinary. He was born in poverty, but he has a true heart of great kindness, and even more great kindness. It is a rare kindness in the world."
"With such great merit, sir, your future will be limitless. Unless I can deduce it, I can only talk about your past..."
Then he recounted Li Feng's experience for a while. It was quite accurate to say the least.
After he finished speaking, he changed the topic: "There is only one thing. Donor, you are destined to have many women, and many of these women will bring trouble to the benefactor. You must pay more attention to this matter."
Li Feng didn't take it seriously at first, but after hearing Wu Xin's words, he became interested, because Wu Xin's physiognomy was a real skill at first glance, and could not be compared to some charlatan.
