The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

Everyone saw Yanjiu smiling like a monster, feeling proud and feeling like a villain who had attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven.

At the same time, the man opposite covered his wound and moved away from Shang Jing in fear.

But Shang Jing just looked at Nan He and Yao Hua casually, and he asked calmly:

"President, distinguished guests, I am cleaning up the Yanyang family. Do you two have any objections?"

Nan He didn't take it seriously: "It's nothing. It's really wrong for Mr. Zhang to be so arrogant and domineering at Liu Jincheng's funeral."

In Nan He's view, what Mr. Zhang just said really crossed the line, and there was no need to involve an outsider like Yaohua.

No matter how Nanhe and Shang Jing are at odds with each other, they are still grasshoppers on the same rope.

After Nan He, Yao Hua also spoke warmly, still looking elegant and polite:

"Mr. Shang, as an outsider, I am not suitable to say some things, but I still want to say it now.

Although Mr. Zhang's words are a bit unpleasant, your attack is too harsh.

After all, we are all from Yan Yang.

As a person at the top of Yan Yang, you should always be considerate, otherwise you will lose people's hearts. "

Yaohua's words caused many people below to whisper in agreement.

Shang Jing moved his lower lip and was about to mock him back, but was slapped on the waist by Yan Jiu in the dark.

Shang Jing shut up.

Sure enough, in the next second, Yanjiu leaned softly against Shang Jing and covered his mouth with his hand. He seemed to be whispering, but in fact his voice was neither loud nor quiet, just enough to be heard by the people in the room:

"Mr. Shang, Mr. Yao talks so tea-chaly, like the green tea man in the TV series."

As he said that, Yanjiu pretended to imitate him: "Brother Shang Jing, why do you have such a bad attitude towards your colleagues? My brother, I would never do this kind of thing to you."

Yaohua: "..." Is this an insinuation?

After watching Yanjiu's "performance", Shang Jing just chuckled.

However, Yanjiu was still sarcastic, but this time the language was more straightforward:

"Mr. Shang, why does Young Master Yao care about our Yan Yang's business? Could he be coveting Yan Yang..."

Yanjiu blinked his eyes and hesitated to speak. Shang Jing sang with Yanjiu, and he opened his mouth in time to catch Yanjiu's words.

Shang Jing stopped Yanjiu's waist and rubbed his fingers on the side of Yanjiu's waist: "Don't talk nonsense, how could Young Master Yao be interested in Yan Yang's power.

An industry as big as Yaohua Tower. "

Suddenly, there was embarrassment all around.

Only Yaohua looked at Yanjiu with a smile.

Shang Jing also walked to the front in silence, holding Yanjiu's waist.

Therefore, the illegitimate child who was still being shouted at "get out" stood in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

After a while, the hall became a little noisy again, and everyone deliberately ignored the dispute just now.

Yanjiu became quiet again. At this time, he and Shang Jing looked less intimate than before, and their expressions became unusually fast.

Next to Yan Jiu stood Nan He, and behind Nan He stood Bei Yao.

Beiyao looked at Liu Jincheng's coffin and muttered something quiet and quiet, as if it was some obscure scripture.

At this time, Yanjiu suddenly turned back to look at Beiyao, with a puzzled expression on his face:

"Qingsi's Heart Sutra? How did you know this?"

Beiyao said nothing.

On the contrary, Nan He glanced at Yan Jiu and muttered: "Qing Temple? What about Green Temple? There are many Buddhist Heart Sutra books. Yan Jiu, if you don't learn a lot, don't ask others."

At this time, Yaohua smiled and said:

"Nanhe, Qing Temple is just a niche term. The famous name of Qing Temple is Cihang Temple."

Nan He looked weird. He didn't know about Qing Temple, but he still knew about Cihang Temple.

At the height of Buddhism, incense is extremely popular, and disciples often travel thousands of miles just to burn a stick of incense.

The library of Cihang Temple contains many rare treasures, including many Heart Sutras.

Salvation, receiving blessings... the Heart Sutra of Cihang Temple is very famous, and it can make people get what they want.

But at the same time, the Heart Sutra of Cihang Temple is obscure and difficult to understand, and few people can understand it... even the disciples of Cihang Temple.

Therefore, the first step up from the inkstone is the Green Temple, and the first step up is the Heart Sutra, which inevitably attracts people's attention.

Nan He thought Yan Jiu was talking nonsense.

But Beiyao said softly: "I read the Heart Sutra casually from a book."

Saying that, Beiyao looked at Yanjiu: "How do you know that I am reciting the Heart Sutra of Cihang Temple?"

Yanjiu said calmly: "I also read it from the book."

Yaohua said playfully at this time: "But the scriptures of Cihang Temple are never spread outside the world, how do you two know about it?"

Yanjiu said, half-heartedly: "I found a book from the street. The book seller told me that it was the Heart Sutra of Cihang Temple, so I believed it."

Bei Yao said perfunctorily: "Like him, I found it on the roadside. It's just a scripture for the salvation of the dead. You don't need to dig into it like this."

Yanjiu just curled his lips: "..." It is a scripture about salvation for the dead, but it is also a scripture from a long time ago.

It has been so long that even the current host of Qingji Temple may not be able to do it.

If this kind of scripture is not taken out and recited, I am afraid it will be forgotten in history.

……

Ordinary people's funerals may be solemn or solemn.

Liu Jincheng's funeral looked "like a wet market" for some reason.

The coffin was parked in the middle. The coffin was not opened or buried, and there was a lot of noise around it.

The younger members of the Liu family seemed to be waiting for something, and Yanjiu's patience was almost exhausted.

I saw Yaohua, who had just left, walking in tremblingly, supporting Mr. Liu.

Yanjiu's eyes suddenly tightened, and the space shrank with him. People around him just felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Mr. Liu's time is running out, why must he be alarmed?

Shang Jing noticed that Yanjiu was abnormal. He grabbed Yanjiu's wrist and smiled: "You are getting more and more irritable."

Immediately, Shang Jing said seriously: "Do you need help?"

Yanjiu said lightly: "No need, this is the relationship between Zhaoyao and the Liu family."

Shang Jing looked in the direction of Mr. Liu: "But Liu Jincheng and I have some personal relationships. You are so arrogant and domineering? You insist on picking off others."

"As you like." As he spoke, Yanjiu had already raised his legs, walked out of the crowd, and walked slowly towards Mr. Liu.

As they got closer, Yanjiu glanced at Yaohua coldly.

Seeing this, Yaohua smiled with interest. At that moment, he seemed to see the vast ice field through Yanjiu's eyes.

But what does Yanjiu want to do? Do you also want to use tricks to get a piece of the Liu family's pie, and then use the Liu family's power to take revenge on the Bai family?

No wonder Yaohua thinks this way, Yaohua has a new understanding of Yanjiu today: if you are bold and careful, you will be rewarded.

Yaohua was a little pity, Yanjiu was just from a bad background and had low spiritual power.

Otherwise, Yan Yang will have another headache for him.

However, Yaohua thought about it and realized that the situation was not bad now. Yanjiu had just climbed onto Shangjing and could not make any waves or block his way for the time being.

By the time Yaohua came to his senses, Yanjiu had already walked to Mr. Liu's side. He called with a smile:

"Mr. Liu."

At that time, the old man was skinny, his eyes were cloudy, and his skin was wrinkled, but he still managed to maintain his energy.

His eyes were calm and sharp when looking at people. Even after hearing the news of his grandson's death, he remained calm.

He is an old man who knows how to deal with adversity skillfully after many years, and has an extremely strong spirit.

Yanjiu looked at Mr. Liu, his eyes a little sore, this was an old man who had watched him grow up.

The old man was very prosperous and accomplished many good things when he was young, but he didn't want to go through such trouble at the end of the day.