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Wang Siyu was wearing a sportswear and sunglasses on his nose. He sat in the back seat, squinted his eyes, and chatted with Sun Zhijun, the deputy director of the municipal bureau next to him from time to time. Last night, Bai Yanni went to the provincial capital to visit Xiao Lele again, leaving him at home, feeling a little frustrated. When he woke up in the morning, he called and made an appointment with a few people to go to Minglian Temple in the suburbs.

Sun Zhijun introduced the progress of the case. After many consecutive days of interrogation, under the strong pressure of the police officers, some criminals finally couldn't stand it and began to continue confessing. Based on the latest clues, the Municipal Bureau cracked more than a dozen cases that had been accumulated for many years and found three buried corpses in the suburbs. However, Jiang Hezhi was still stubborn and refused to release the protective umbrella behind the scenes.

"Don't hurry, time is on our side, take your time." Wang Siyu smiled slightly and turned his eyes out the window. Yesterday afternoon, after having a conversation with the old man, he also reviewed it. He did feel that he was a little reckless. Occasionally, he would ignore the rules of the game and make some excessive actions. This requires alertness. The higher he is, the more he should maintain a humble attitude.

Sun Zhijun was a little ashamed, feeling that the progress was slow, and let down Secretary Wang's expectations. After thinking about it, he leaned over and whispered: "Secretary Wang, we have found a way to break through Jiang Hezhi's psychological defense line. He once adopted a xiaonv child named Ku'er. Jiang Hezhi had a deep relationship with this child. Half a year ago, for some reason, the child ran away from home. If he could find that Ku'er and put some effort into her, Jiang Hezhi should be able to speak."

"Well, people have two sides. There are no absolute good people, nor are there absolutely bad people." Wang Siyu nodded, opened his briefcase, took out several letters of reporting from it, gave it to Sun Zhijun, frowned and said, "Old Sun, these days, there have been more reporting materials about you. Here are a few letters, which are typical. Take them and take a look at the questions mentioned above. Write a description. Be realistic and do not conceal the truth."

Sun Zhijun was stunned for a moment, took the envelopes, took out the letter paper, and looked at it carefully. After more than ten minutes, he smiled disdainfully, patted the envelope with his hand, and said softly: "Most of them are problems out of nothing. However, the person who wrote the report materials should be someone within the municipal bureau. He is still clear about some things, but seven parts are fake, three parts are real, and deliberately distorted the facts. Such a false accusation is really not bad!"

"Even if one point is true, you have to write a review and make the situation clear." Wang Siyu frowned and said in displeasure. He paused for a while, and seemed to feel that his tone was heavier. He turned his head and smiled: "Of course, I still trust you. Do not bear the burden on my mind."

"Okay, Secretary Wang." Sun Zhijun had a bitter face and put the report letter in his pocket. He began to think about who was making trouble at this time. Of course, the first target to doubt was Deputy Director Hao Qingping. Almost everyone in the municipal bureau knew that the two were competing for the position of director. These reports should be inseparable from him.

Zheng Dajun also turned his head and said with great sincerity: "Secretary Wang, is anyone trying to throw dirty water on Director Sun at this sensitive time? There are too many such examples."

Wang Siyu smiled faintly and said softly: "No matter what purpose you are for, you must correct your mentality. If there is something, you must correct it. If there is nothing, you must encourage it."

"Secretary Wang said very well!" Zheng Dajun smiled charmingly, turned around, frowned and thought: "If you catch the opportunity there and investigate Sun Zhijun, even if the final result proves that he is innocent, then this opportunity will be missed in vain. It is better to be more careful and not to take it lightly."

When the car drove on the road for more than half a minute, the traffic jam gradually slowed down. The traffic jam was quite serious. Almost every time I drove for a long distance, I had to stop and wait. Minglian Temple could rank among the top three temples in Nanyue, and it had a very important position in Theravada Buddhism.

Although the temple is not large in size, it is relatively old. It was built during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty. Although the original building no longer exists, there are still several important cultural relics in the temple, including an iron Buddha statue worth more than 1,000 tons. It is said to be extremely effective. Every weekend, there are many people coming to burn incense and worship Buddha, and the incense is very strong.

Due to his past experiences and some influence from Fang Ruhai, Wang Siyu was still very interested in the temple. Some interesting things he heard from Lu Yuting also aroused his curiosity.

It is said that the abbot of this temple, Master Yuantong, became a monk since childhood, practiced silent meditation for a full eighteen years. He was very knowledgeable about Taoism. Not only did he master the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he also studied the Liuyao hexagram technique of the Zhouyi. Any divination matters are often like the help of gods, which caused a sensation in the local area.

A wealthy businessman once invested 200,000 yuan and asked him to divine a divination, but was rejected by Master Yuantong. The reason for his refusal was that the 200,000 yuan should be left to guard against old age. When the man heard it, he naturally felt very uncomfortable and spread it everywhere that Master Yuantong was a liar.

But unexpectedly, in less than three years, the company went bankrupt for some reason, and the boss fell from being worth hundreds of millions to being extremely poor. The man experienced a glitz of wealth and glory, and it was considered a great enlightenment. Not long after, he became a monk and became a disciple of Master Yuantong.

Because he met several strange people, Wang Siyu was not surprised by such things. He also wanted to see this Master Yuantong to see if he was as magical as the legend.

More than ten minutes later, the car finally drove to the vicinity of Minglian Temple. The driver found an empty seat and stopped. Two cars were pushed away. Everyone slowly got out of the car. The second one was Lu Yuting, Shen Nannan and Liu Qingshan.

Shen Nannan was wearing a white embroidered shirt, black sleeves, and red high heels. She was dressed very beautifully. Liu Qingshan was also well-dressed and handsome. The two were also famous in the coastal areas. In order to avoid being recognized and causing unnecessary trouble, they both wore sunglasses on their faces.

Surrounded by everyone, Wang Siyu entered the temple. Now he burned an incense stick outside and donated money in the merit box. He then entered the Heavenly King Hall and the Patriarch Hall with a smile. He walked and visited. The two NV men were extremely pious. They bowed to the Buddha when they saw it, and they were muttering. When Wang Siyu saw it, he couldn't help but teased: "Since you are so pious, stay and be a nun."

Lu Yuting covered her mouth with her hands and said with a smile: "I have no objection, I'm afraid that the host Liu Da will refuse. It's such a pity that a good wife has become a nun."

"It's okay, I'll become a monk, just make a pair." Liu Qingshan was in a very good mood, so he followed him to talk.

Chen Nannan poked his waist with his hand and whispered: "Qingshan, don't joke in the temple, Xiaoxin Buddha blames him."

"I understand!" Liu Qingshan smiled slightly, grabbed the white hand, and gently pinched it.

Inadvertently, Wang Siyu felt a little uncomfortable and was a little jealous. Of course, the jealousy was unreasonable. He walked forward with his hands behind his back, stopped in front of the couplets engraved on the two pillars, and stopped to look at it, but he saw it: "After the transformation and save people, the magical power has been achieved, and the world is in peace, and no one knows the great freedom."

After reciting it silently several times, I felt extremely comfortable in my heart. Wang Siyu couldn't help but smile and nodded, and turned around and said, "Okay, this couplet is good. The freedom mentioned in Buddhism is beyond the object and focuses on the spirit. Sometimes I think about it, I do feel liberation. Everything is used by me, but not my own."

Zheng Dajun hurriedly came over and said with a smile: "Secretary Wang, this sentence is really profound and has a great opportunity!"

Lu Yuting glanced at him and said with a smile: "Director, don't you believe in Buddhism? How come you understand Zen?"

"Who said I don't believe it?" Zheng Dajun started to sing and said seriously: "Xiaolu, for you and me, the true Buddha is right in front of you, why bother worshiping the iron sculptures on the wall?"

"It makes sense!" Lu Yuting stuck out her tongue and said angrily: "However, I think our municipal party committee is also a big temple, and Secretary Wang is more like the presidency. Our committee office is the Sutra Library, and we work hard on scriptures every day. Apart from Amitabha, Namo Amitabha, there is nothing new to say."

Zheng Dajun was slightly stunned, then glared at her, then whispered, indicating that she would not say anything, but Wang Siyu didn't care and smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether the scriptures have new meanings. Merit is made, not read."

While he was talking, an old monk led a shady monk through the hall in front and walked towards him. When he passed by everyone, he suddenly exclaimed, stopped, turned around and stared at Wang Siyu for a while, then took a step forward, folded his palms together, and said solemnly: "Amitabha, you have missed the welcome, it is really a sin!"

Everyone was stunned and looked at each other. Wang Siyu held down his sunglasses with his hand and smiled and said, "Master, you are afraid you have recognized the wrong person. I am not a distinguished guest, I am accompanying our boss to do business."

After saying that, he turned to look at Zheng Dajun. Zheng Dajun understood it, hurriedly came over and said with a smile: "Master, I am the deputy general manager of Nandu Huashang Group, my surname is Zheng."

The old monk looked at him carefully, then shook his head and said, "You are not a businessman, but an official. Some time ago, there was a slight discount, but whether it was a great success at this time is getting better."

"It's so amazing!" Zheng Dajun called in his heart, but his face did not show it. He asked deliberately: "Master, then tell me, what kind of distinguished guest is he?"

"It's so expensive!" After the old monk said, he looked at Wang Siyu with a smile and said meaningfully: "It's more blessings, less kings. I'm really lucky to meet distinguished guests here."

"Awesome!" Wang Siyu was slightly stunned. Seeing that he had already pointed out his surname and his future, he stopped pretending to be confused. Instead, he took off his sunglasses, stretched out his right hand, and smiled and said, "Master Yuantong, I am very happy to see you."

The old monk smiled slightly, turned his body and said respectfully: "Everyone, please follow me."

Everyone followed the old monk forward, and Lu Yuting deliberately walked behind a few steps, walked to Chen Nannan's side, and whispered: "Nannan, it's really amazing. This master is indeed amazing, it seems to be even more powerful than the rumors."

Chen Nannan was also surprised and said in amazement: "If Secretary Wang had not worn sunglasses, I really suspected that the old monk had watched TV and recognized Secretary Wang."

After she reminded her, Lu Yuting moved her heart, pointed her hand forward, put her mouth in her ear and muttered: "It may be that Director Zheng did it. He is a flatterer and has been thinking about how to please Secretary Wang all day long. Maybe it's a plan he did on purpose."

"Yes, how can you be so magical? I don't believe it!" Chen Nannan nodded, but smiled again, and whispered: "But it's really interesting. After a while, I'll be idle. I'll ask the master to make a fortune."

"I'll do it too." Lu Yuting smiled, pulled Chen Nannan's hand, and speeded up. Liu Qingshan answered a call and hurriedly chased after him from behind.

After passing through the Main Hall and reaching the quiet courtyard behind, Master Yuantong gave everyone to a meditation room. Everyone stopped hiding it and reported their identities. Master Yuantong personally made tea for everyone, called monks to prepare vegetarian food. After the arrangement was made, he started chatting with everyone, preaching and talking and laughing, but his eyes fell on Wang Siyu, with a deep sense of vision.

During the conversation, Chen Nannan found his free time and asked Master Yuantong to look at the following photos. The old monk glanced at her and Liu Shan's faces, then frowned slightly, and Chen Yin said, "Donor Chen, I am so sorry. I just had only blessed my heart and saw some reputation. It depends on the opportunity, and I can't force it. Amitabha, sorry, sorry."

"It's nothing, master, don't mind." Although Chen Nannan said this, her face turned a little pale. She felt that it must be something wrong with her face, which made Master Yuantong not easy to speak out. Then she found the excuse. Thinking of this, her heart suddenly felt irritated, and she stood up, quietly left the room, came to the courtyard, leaning under a tree, posing her dress freely, and was very upset.

At this time, the previous shady monk walked out, sat on the stone opposite, looked at her and giggled, Chen Nannan frowned slightly, and said coquettishly: "Monster Xiao, what are you laughing at?"

Xiaoxiaoji was calm and turned the rosary on his neck and tilted his head, saying, "I am so happy that I want to laugh."

Chen Nannan laughed, her mood became much brighter, waved her hand and said softly: "Monkey Xiao, how old are you?"

"Eleven years old!" The monk Xiao took two steps forward, stopped, took off the rosary, and said seriously: "Beautiful sister, can I use this rosary to exchange for your sunglasses?"

"Okay." Chen Nannan squatted down, put sunglasses on Xiaoxiao's nose bridge, pinched his face again, and whispered: "Why did you become a monk at such a young age?"

The monk Xiao took off his sunglasses and put them in his hand, happily saying, "When I was five years old, I had a serious illness and could not be cured. My mother took me to the temple and asked the abbot for help. She said that as long as the disease could be cured, she would give me to the temple. As a result, it was cured in less than two months, and I became a monk. The master said that I had wisdom and had a fate with Buddha!"

Chen Nannan immediately became interested and said quietly: "Then will you tell fortunes?"

"It will be a little bit." The monk Xiao mowed out six copper coins and put them into Chen Nannan's hand, and said softly: "Sister, you must be sincere, if you are sincere, you will be virtuous."

Chen Nannan nodded, squinted his eyes, held the copper coin in his hand, muttered for a while, before throwing it out, and said with a smile: "Good luck, get it!"

The monk Xiao picked up all the copper coins, placed them in place, looked down for a while, scratched his head, then got up and ran out, and said while running: "Sister, wait, I'll go and get the hexagram. I don't remember this hexagram."

Chen Nannan was speechless and waited by the side for a long time. Xiaoxiaomi pulled a young monk over and said with a smile: "Sister, the hexagram was not found, but he found his senior brother. He is the Guan Mén disciple of Master Yuantong."

Chen Nannan hurriedly said, "Hello, Master."

The monk smiled and nodded, looked at Chen Nannan, and then looked surprised. He returned to calmness in a flash. He lowered his head and put away the copper coins on the ground one by one, and said softly: "Congratulations to the donor, this is a rare hexagram. The hexagram means blessings for the heavenly officials. The officials will be able to achieve high growth, the farmers' families will have a good harvest, and the business will be profitable. After the craftsmanship battle is prosperous, all plans and hopes will be auspicious, all worries will be gone, everything will be safe, everything will be smooth, everything will be happy, and the disasters will be eliminated."

"Thank you, Master!" Chen Nannan immediately became happy, suddenly remembered something again, frowned and said, "Master, why do you seem to be surprised when you see my face like Master Yuantong?"

"No, donor nv donor, don't worry too much." The young monk smiled slightly, recited Amitabha, and turned around and left, but the strange thing flashed in his eyes was still caught by Chen Nannan. She squatted down and sent two hundred-dollar bills from her pocket. She gave Xiaoxiaoji, put the powder into his ear, whispered a few words, and patted him gently on his back. Xiaoxiaoji nodded and chased him out from behind. After a few minutes, she ran back happily and said with a smug look: "Beautiful sister, I've found out!"

"Tell me, what's going on?" Chen Nannan held Xiaoxiao's hand and asked anxiously.

Xiaoxiaomi took a few breaths and said intermittently: "Senior brother said, you have a fox-like face, with curved eyebrows, scattered eyebrows, peach-tailed eyes, thin lines hidden in the human body, slightly thicker underneath, pointed chin, all of which come together, there will be peach-crackers, which are signs of having sex. Sister, what is sex?"

Chen Nannan was stunned for a moment and said in a daze: "Jian, it means frying steak..."

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