Cen Miao sighed, this month was so unlucky that he lost his temper: "How do you know that I have worked hard all the way? But I am used to it." After thinking about it, she also bowed to Fa Zhen with clasped hands, and casually signed the lottery. Passed the text to Fazhen, "Abbot, please help me."

Fazhen glanced at the signed document, then rolled his eyes, and said with a smile, "What does the donor want me to help you with? Something on your mind, or something bad?"

Cen Mi just felt it was amazing that the other party had already guessed it without saying anything.

She leaned forward and said, "Maybe you need them all."

"Right, wrong, good and evil lie in the heart. The benefactor is troubled by this matter, but he has a heart for good. As for everything that goes wrong, it is just a state of mind. I don't have the ability to reach the sky, so I can only preach a little bit. The benefactor is willing to stay and listen. , there is still a vacant residence here in the temple.”

Cen Miao thought for a while, she went bad wherever she went, her intention was to relax her mind, but it made herself more troubled, why not stay and rest for a while, and see if this abbot of Fazhen is not as mysterious as Wang Daoist said.

"Okay, I will trouble you, abbot."

Fazhen didn't say anything more, and bowed slightly to Cen Miao, then summoned a little novice, whispered a few words in the little novice's ear, and the little novice led Cen Miao to the temple office to check in.

Now most of the temples are commercialized. There are many businessmen who stay in the temples to eat fast and chant Buddha, praying for a period of fasting to wash away their sins, so that they can have a good reincarnation.It's not that Cen Miao has never seen such a person before, but he never thought that he would live in a temple one day.

I didn't expect that she would live for a long time once she lived.

Chapter 53

Cen Miao's life in the monastery was not secure. Whenever the bell rang in the morning, she woke up from her dream, her back was often soaked in sweat.

A few days later, the abbot gave Cen Miao a red amulet, which she carried with her everywhere, not to mention that her luck became better, at least not as bad as before.Cen Mi couldn't help being amazed, thinking that it would be great if he could get one for Jiang Lai in the future.

The backyard of Suian Temple was opened up as a guest room for lay disciples to stay temporarily.Now that Cen Miu has received the certificate of conversion, he can be regarded as one of the disciples of the lay school. He has to go to the Buddhist hall to study scriptures with the young monks in the temple, and unknowingly lives a life of morning bells and evening drums.

Opposite Cen Miao's room lived a man in his thirties and forties. He often set up a chess game in the middle of the yard by himself and played chess with himself for a long time.Cen Miao was so bored that he panicked one day, so he said to the man, "I'll play a game with you."

The man readily accepted, and fought eight games with Cen Miao, only winning one, and Cen Miao tricked him out of a lot of information.The man is Wu You, 38 years old. He used to be a director of a foreign company. He resigned for some reason and lived in a small temple.

Wu You was a little unwilling to lose: "You look good, you have a lot of tricks, who taught you this way of playing chess?"

Cen Mi raised his eyebrows: "I figured it out by myself."

Wu You: "Tsk..." He changed the topic, "Is there something hidden in your heart? How come you live in a Buddhist temple at such a young age?"

Cen Miu thought: This is starting to contradict my words, so he laughed and said, "It means that I have the fate of Buddha."

Wu You smiled, and sighed again: "Buddha fate, Buddha fate, hey, if my wife and children can survive, I don't want this Buddha fate."

Cen Miao was dumbfounded, but he also felt normal, most people who live in Buddhist temples are looking for peace.

Wu You pointed to the bandage on Cen Miao's hand: "Did you make it yourself? It's better to live than to die. Don't do such a thing in the future."

Seeing his misunderstanding, Cen Mi shook his head: "You may not believe it, although I cut it myself, but I didn't want to die."

She thought about it, and felt that it was no big deal to talk to strangers, "I have someone I like, and we are together. But I was sick, and I stabbed myself with a knife in an unconscious state, and woke up because it was too painful. I thought it would be good to wake up in this way, but I also realized that when I am unconscious, I can even hurt myself, and it is not impossible to hurt the person I like. So I just follow the person I like People broke up and came here."

Wu You: "It seems that I have to stay away from you in the future, what if you cut me down?"

Cen Miao glanced at him: "Scared?"

Wu You smiled: "Otherwise, I think this life is too long, it would be better to end it sooner." He pointed to the bell tower in the distance, "But I really like to hear the bell, so it's okay to die later."

Life and death are the only serious things, and when it comes to Wu You's mouth, it's casual.Cen Miao couldn't say why, she didn't like Wu You's sad outlook on life very much, but she also agreed with it a little bit.She used to care too much and refused to let go of anything.

Cold comes and summer goes, two years have passed.

Wu You, who had been Cen Miao's neighbor for two years, suddenly said that he wanted to leave. Cen Miao lost a chess friend, and imitated Wu You at the beginning, playing chess with himself, listening to the bell sooner or later.

In the past two years, Cen Miao seldom left Sui'an Temple, but he also heard a lot of big and small things outside.

For example, the president of the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce died of a serious illness, and the person who carried his photo at the funeral was his rumored illegitimate daughter Jiang Lai.When the media and the public were speculating about the distribution of the huge inheritance, Jiang Lai announced on behalf of his father that the Yiming Charity Fund would be established in the future. This news undoubtedly shocked the business community.The reporters wanted to ask more questions, but because Jiang Lai was too low-key, they never succeeded.Over time, many people's impression of Jiang Lai was nothing but mystery, and the presence of the charity fund gradually surpassed that of Jiang Lai himself.

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