"It smells so good."

Looking at the table full of wine and meat, Monk Jinghui was overjoyed. He quickly calmed down his mind, folded his hands together, and whispered: "Amitabha, this is the donor's alms, not my original intention."

After saying that, he picked up half a bottle of wine on the table and made a drink.

This guy is so decent and standing...

"Come on, come on, the little master eats the food." Li Changqing picked up food for him, very enthusiastic.

Jinghui couldn't help but sigh while eating the dishes: "You said, why didn't the Buddha let the meat eat such delicious food?"

"The Buddha decided to eat meat as a way to kill animals. In this way, aren't everyone in the world doing evil and kill animals?"

"Since we want to save the world, we should first integrate into sentient beings and experience the sufferings of sentient beings in order to answer the sufferings of sentient beings."

Li Changqing praised beside him: "The little master is profound in Buddhism and is already putting it into practice."

In fact, from a scientific point of view, meat is highly nutritious and high in protein. If you do not eat meat for a long time, it will be detrimental to the body.

Jinghui shook her head and looked at the meat on the table: "Everyone around me since childhood told me that meat is an evil thing and must not be eaten. I have always been determined. Later, I begged for an alms and couldn't help but be curious, so I took a bite."

"It smells so good."

Li Changqing was having a meal and chatting: "I have heard a Zen saying before, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart."

"A monk." Jinghui couldn't help but praise him when she heard this.

I can only shout 666, praising how delicious the meat is, but this senior monk said that eating meat and drinking wine is so fresh and refined.

Li Changqing thought intimately, that is Jigong Living Buddha, can he not be a monk? But the first two sentences are widely circulated. In fact, what Jigong Living Buddha originally said was that wine and meat flowed through the intestines and remained in the Buddha's heart. If people in the world learn from me, it would be like entering the devil's way.

Perhaps there were too many monks who violated the precepts when eating meat and drinking in their previous lives. Most people wanted to find psychological comfort for themselves, so they picked the first two sentences of the famous saying "Living Buddha of Jigong" to excuse themselves.

The two chatted, and seeing that Jinghui had enough wine and food and was almost drunk, Li Changqing asked: "What is the skill of the little master to eliminate evil?"

Jinghui leaned on the chair and burped, answering, "Master said I have a good understanding, but my experience is far from enough..."

"I don't have enough experience? This requires practice, it takes over time."

"Master Jinghui, if you don't dislike me, I can provide you with such an opportunity..."

"Come on, drink and chat while drinking."

I encountered strange cases every now and then. Hu Xiong was unreliable and Shirakawa was cold-hearted and might not help.

Li Minghao is busy inheriting billions of property, not to mention that he is not familiar with it.

Moreover, they are prone to discovering their zombie identity.

In contrast, it is very appropriate to ask Jinghui for help, and just take care of his food.

...

The headquarters of Jiade Group is a 50-storey building located in the federal capital, with a top floor, which is the chairman's office, lounge, small golf course, swimming pool...

The office is huge, with hundreds of square meters and huge floor-to-ceiling windows, which can clearly see the night view of half of the city.

A sixty-year-old man, wearing a black suit, with a serious face, holding a crutch in his hand, sat quietly on the sofa, closing his eyes tightly, as if he was asleep.

Shen Qingdai and Shen Qingchi lowered their heads and knelt respectfully in front of him.

"The pier is gone, and I'm afraid this line will be suspended for a while." Shen Qingchi's expression was heavy, and he said hypocritically: "Father, it's not the fifth sister who blames this, nor does she think about it."

Shen Qingchi was very happy. This stupid sister asked her to check Huang Chao's disappearance and didn't find out, but she pitted the dock.

Of course, he did not mention Shen Qingdai's collusion with the Thirty-Sixth Games, Shen Qingdai was finished.

Shen Qingdai's face was ashes, without any explanation, and his voice trembled: "I obey my father's words."

The old man slowly opened his eyes, and these eyes looked very kind.

"You know my rules." The old man looked neither sad nor happy, without any emotional fluctuations, and threw out a sharp dagger in front of Shen Qingdai: "You do it yourself."

Shen Qingdai trembled slightly. She knew what her father meant. She had seen other brothers and sisters committing big mistakes and committing suicide in front of her father.

"Thank you, father." Shen Qingdai gritted her teeth slightly, reached out to pick up the dagger on the ground, took a deep breath, and suddenly, she instantly used the dagger to hold Shen Qingchi's neck.

The old man frowned: "You know, in fact, suicide is the easiest choice, it will not be so painful. I gave your life. I want to take it back, but no one can stop it."

"Don't think we don't know what kind of father and daughter we are just like those container animals, and we were caught back by you!"

Shen Qingdai's face was gloomy. No one wanted to die, and he always had to fight to the death.

"So what? What do you want to do? Kill your fourth brother? Then be killed by me?" The old man laughed, his smile and his attitude was very obvious.

Shen Qingchi could not threaten him even if he was in her hands.

"Fifth sister, calm down..."

Shen Qingchi secretly scolded the crazy woman for dying and pulling herself to take her back?

He was also careless and never expected that Shen Qingdai would dare to resist his father's will.

"Hmph." Shen Qingdai's dagger stabbed into Shen Qingdai's neck, then smashed the floor-to-ceiling window and jumped out of the tall building.

"Ah." Shen Qingchi let out a harsh scream, rolling around on the ground, blood flowing out from his neck.

Slowly, the wound gradually healed, and such injuries would not have killed him.

He sat up weakly, and looked at the old man who was as stable as Mount Tai on the sofa: "Father, did you let her run away like this?"

"Don't worry, she can't run away."

...

Li Changqing's head was slightly dizzy in the morning of the next day.

"That monk, the alcohol content is really good."

Yesterday I almost couldn't stand it even after drinking with him, the zombie.

After he put the general's talisman on this, he came to the kitchen and made some hot porridge to drink it. This made him feel more comfortable.

Tang Xiaoyu got up early, wore cute wool pajamas, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and watched TV series attentively.

Sitting back next to her, Li Changqing was also thinking about how to make some money next.

Now I only have 20,000 coins left in my hand, but fortunately, the cinnabar I bought before can last for a while.

At this time, Li Changqing's cell phone suddenly rang. He picked up the phone and saw that it was Kelly who called it.

Kelly on the other end of the phone said, "My friend, something happened."

"The two girls who were cheated of money disappeared, and Xia Ping disappeared."
Chapter completed!