"The master is here!" At this moment, two lights suddenly lit up in the warehouse. Hundreds of old men and women stood in a row like primary school students, looking up at the stage expectantly.

A dilapidated warehouse is just an appearance, there is nothing going on inside.

In the warehouse that was supposed to be filled with dust and only had a few incandescent light bulbs, after these two lights were turned on: a low-key dark red velvet carpet was suddenly laid out on the ground, with more than a hundred plastic folding stools placed on it, and the surroundings were considerate.

There were several drinking fountains on the ground, and disposable paper cups were placed next to them. It was obvious that they knew the habits of these old men and women very well.

Then a dozen or so light bulbs on the ceiling lit up, big, round, and bright. The orange-yellow light was warm and velvety, giving people a strong sense of security.

Two young novices, holding Buddhist beads rolled in their hands and wearing dusty monk robes, ran out from the door on the side of the stage and greeted these old men and ladies one by one in a crisp voice.

"Hey, hey, OK, OK." Who doesn't like cute children?

In particular, the little Sha-Mi is obedient and well-behaved. He even helped the master heal Mr. Lu before, which made these people particularly envious and wanted to stuff them with candy. But maybe it was because of the strict Buddhist education, and the little Sha-Mi was so embarrassed.

You can touch them on the head, but you don't accept what they give. The way they refuse in a serious manner is particularly cute, and it also makes these old men and ladies who have been hiding here and there finally come here put down their guard.

The expression on his face also became relaxed.

"Amitabha Buddha." At this moment, a slight cough came from the stage, and a man wearing an earth-colored cassock slowly walked out from behind the stage.

I saw that he had a slender figure, with 108 Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and his clothes were shiny. The edges of his clothes were a little rough, and the shoes on his feet were a little worn. But the whole thing was stiff and clean. It was obvious that he was a great master.

Although the conditions are tight, he takes care of himself very well.

The curls of sandalwood made him look like an immortal eminent monk who did not pursue worldly affairs. He just devoted himself to the Buddha's way and helped all sentient beings.

"Wu Jie, Wu Mi, come back." The Master's lips moved slightly, but everyone in the warehouse could hear the Master's voice clearly, "Don't disturb the donors who are united in our devotion to the Buddha."

"Grand Master!" After hearing Grand Master's words, several people with a short temper quickly said nervously, "Although we know that Grand Master doesn't care about money, we still collected some money and hope that Grand Master

You can help us!"

"Amitabha." The middle-aged man on the stage looked up and couldn't help but frown and said, "It's not easy at home for the donor, so there's no need to do this."

Hearing the master's words revealing the situation at home, the old man's eyes turned red and he choked up and said,

"Grand Master, there is no way out anyway. Instead of giving money to those quack doctors, I might as well let you pass on the treatment!"

He had seen countless doctors for this disease, but nothing worked. It happened that Mr. Lu's symptoms were almost the same as his own, which made the old man couldn't help but feel a surge of expectation. He would rather stop western medicine than hold on to the last hope of his family.

Qian came to the master for help.

"I also have money!" Who doesn't have difficulties? Seeing that the first old man has received the sympathy and recognition of the master, it is very likely that the next step will be to jump in the queue for early treatment, and the others can't help but become anxious, "I

You brought 300,000 yuan! Master! It’s not easy for you to have two children in your life!”

"Money is a trivial matter! Please help me take a look first! If it can be done, I will give you another three hundred thousand in the future!"

After one person started, of course the rest of the group wanted to take out the money in their arms in a hurry.

"Amitabha." Seeing this, the great master on the stage sat down cross-legged silently, took the Buddha beads and began to turn them quietly.

At the same time, a burst of Buddhist music that sounded like something from a fairyland slowly sounded in the warehouse. It was floating and had a somewhat soothing meaning, calming down the originally excited old man and his wife.

"Don't worry, everyone. I have great ambitions and take it as my duty to relieve the suffering of the common people." Master # closed his eyes, his expression looked even more sacred under the illumination of the stage lights, "Money is not a big thing, as long as Everyone is sincere, as long as I make a wish to the Buddha and everyone chants with me, the Buddha will be able to observe how much power we can all share through our wisdom and sincerity."

This has happened before.

However, the old men and women all felt that Mr. Lu had a strong will to survive. They couldn't compete with each other, and their relationship was pretty good. Apart from fighting over who could bring more money, the rest was about the same.

"Don't worry." I don't know when Xiao Sha Mi was already carrying a donation box together, and ran down from the stage intersection to the crowd. While singing Buddhist songs with the master, he walked around in front of everyone and said, "Master, Master will Trying to pray for everyone!"

Everyone is already familiar with this process.

After all, Grandmaster didn’t want them to spend too much money. Every time they prayed for blessings, it was quite tiring and tiring, and they even fainted. So in order not to make Grandmaster too embarrassed, everyone packed their money and tried not to let it go. They saw the amount of money put into the merit box.

Then I closed my eyes, listened to the Buddha's music with great devotion, and felt that the Master was begging the Buddha for blessings on everyone's behalf, so that their tired bodies and minds could be relaxed.

As for the desire in the heart, the great master has also said that it depends on the individual's wisdom.

Mr. Lu, for example, had a particularly strong sense of wisdom, so the Buddha chose him the first time and even healed his leg injury.

Some people don't have enough wisdom, so they can only wait patiently and see when the Buddha finally notices their kind thoughts, or when they have the blessing and protection of a great master, it will be their turn to get their wishes fulfilled.

"Amitabha." The great master on the stage chanted for a while again. The Buddha's song was high and low, but the tone was quite soothing. Everyone couldn't help but feel that their body and mind were pure, as if their whole body was pure. All fatigue is swept away.

I can't help but admire the master even more deeply.

"Mr. Zhou, with your money..." It was not a lie that the two young novices had just shuttled among the crowd. They had already heard the news about the Zhou family.

At this time, he happened to come around to Mr. Zhou and looked at the baggage he was holding on his chest. Although he knew that the box would eventually fall into his hands, he still only remembered the master's teachings──

First push the envelope, then make things difficult, and then have to accept it.

Three steps, although a little troublesome, but the effect is very good.

Even if the old man's family members come over and want to take the money back, after all, they didn't force it themselves. There are even videos to prove it. At most, it can only be regarded as a gift.

As for the amount being too large?

Since it was all done voluntarily by the elderly, of course there was no position to take it back!

Assessing the disability of an elderly person? It depends on whether the elderly person is willing to cooperate.

"Of course I have to give it!" Mr. Zhou puffed his beard and glared. Knowing that he had quarreled with his mother-in-law earlier, he still let the master know.

He was afraid that the opportunity he had finally won to attend this last prayer ceremony would be cancelled, so he quickly stuffed the money in his hand into the box──

However, a slender but powerful hand clamped down on him at this moment.

"I'm sorry, it seems my wisdom is not strong enough."
Chapter completed!