Master Daoyi pondered for a while, and Zou Hanqiu's falling heart rose again, thinking that he had said the wrong thing, he looked confused, and shouted in a low voice, "Master, I will donate more."

He has made a lot of money in filming over the years, but he doesn’t spend much money on his daily life. It’s useless to save money. As long as he can have children, he will be happy even if he donates them all. He will earn it again if he loses them!

Master Daoyi smiled slightly, his treasure was solemn, and the Buddha's light shone from head to toe, but Ye Qingqing looked at him coldly, but he felt that the master's eyes were quite calculating, as if it was enough for the businessman to take over the customer.

She must have read it wrong. The master is a monk. How could he compare the master with the profiteer? Ye Qingqing secretly scolded himself for his random thoughts, but the goose-

"There is no need to donate the money for incense and oil. Monks can fast and nourish their hearts. They can grow vegetables in the mountains, but they can't spend much money." Master Daoyi refused, but Zou Hanqiu became even more uneasy. He was relieved after collecting the money.

"Master, I really want to donate it, so please accept it." Zou Hanqiu begged again, and took out a check book and a pen. Master Daoyi's eyes flashed. He knew that only rich people would have this thing.

Master Daoyi cleared his throat, clasped his hands together, and recited: "Amitabha, Zou Duke is kind and will definitely be blessed. Insect, oil and money is really not needed. If Zou Duke really wants to do good, Lao Ne has a suggestion."

Zou Hanqiu was overjoyed, "Please give me advice."

Huixin cleverly brought a stack of photos and placed them on the small table in front of Zou Hanqiu. Master Daoyi pointed to the photo and said, "Please look by donor."

Zou Hanqiu looked over one by one, and the more he looked, the more he looked, the more he looked, the more serious he looked, and Ye Qingqing also came over and picked up a few pictures to see. They were all scenic photos, but it was not the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, but the barren mountains with dry riverbeds, cracked land, and snow-capped mountains filled with plastic garbage bags...

There is also a melting glacier, with an exhausted polar bear lying on it. Because it cannot find a glacier to rest, it has to swim in the sea for a long time.

The photo shows the pictures, including mountains and water, grasslands and snow mountains, as well as seas and lakes, but the mountains are gone without trees, the water is full of garbage, glaciers are melting, and the sea is filled with plastic...

It was terrifying, the air was silent in an instant, and the mood became severe.

The topic of environmental pollution was proposed by experts as early as the 1960s and 1970s. Some places in Europe and the United States started to manage the treatment, and the results were not bad. However, because China was a little backward in the economy, it only began to develop over the years, and what followed was environmental damage.

Humans are plundering earth's resources frantically, but they only know how to plunder and do not know how to reward them. They will eventually harm others and themselves and destroy their own living environment.

"Master, what are these?" Zou Hanqiu asked, looking heartbroken.

He had some understanding of environmental pollution, but he only knew a little, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

Master Daoyi chanted the Buddha's name, "These are photographed in the past decade, most of which are in China. The sea and snow-capped mountains are shared by humans, and they are getting worse every year."

Ye Qingqing interrupted, "Master, is there a way to stop it?"

Master Daoyi smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It can't be stopped, it can only be relieved."

“How to relieve it?”

“Plant trees.”

Master Daoyi slowly spit out the words. This is the best way he and his old friends can think of at present, and it is already being implemented.
Chapter completed!