Liu Dongwei and his family went down the mountain in a daze with this scroll, and they were all confused. But then he didn't think about it so much. There were so many opportunities for the company to turn the tables. If it was a valuable thing, the company could survive and overcome the difficulties.

In fact, there are still other ways for companies to overcome difficulties, such as transforming and embracing new technologies.

But for a company that has been operating for nearly 30 years, it is too difficult to transform and embrace new technologies. It is far from simple as using a sum of money to fill the pit...

With all kinds of thoughts, Liu Dongwei and others left the Taoist temple mountain.

Li Wei looked at their backs. The "fortune" on them was all traces of the treasure fighting for luck, but only the old man did not. Although her fortune was not strong, it did not gradually decrease because of being absorbed.

"What kind of treasure can absorb people's blessings and luck, so that those who have no blessings will suffer will be unlucky."

Li Wei touched his chin, curious about what this treasure that can suck and absorb blessings is.

...

Baihe, 48 years old, male, is Guoan.

At this time, he was heading to a place called Hanshan Temple, and followed by a local police guide Wang Haiqiang.

"The monk from Hanshan Temple, Master Kongwen, is one of the few Taoist practitioners. He has independently solved many major cases of supernatural incidents." Baihe said while reciting Master Kongwen's information: "I just don't know why I've gone crazy recently..."

"You still need to pay attention to these practitioners? Didn't you say that you can let the development go?"

Wang Haiqiang was a little surprised.

"Generally speaking, we don't have to worry too much, and we will develop naturally, and they will generally not affect social order."

Baihe narrowed his eyes and said, "But it's different now. There is something that can force a Taoist practitioner to go crazy, but it's not an ordinary thing. We must understand the situation."

After saying that, Baihe and Wang Haiqiang came outside the Hanshan Temple.

This is not the first time Wang Haiqiang has come to this temple, but he doesn’t have a deep impression of it. After all, this temple is so luxurious...

"Many local rich people have membership cards here. I heard that only those who hold membership cards can receive the blessings of the temple."

"Tsk tsk, the Buddha's heart is outside, the human heart is inside. This temple is really luxurious."

Baihe looked at this luxurious temple and just wanted to say that this monk really knows how to make money.

At this time, this luxurious temple felt desolate and indescribable loneliness.

There were no monks guarding the door, only an old tree with vines and dark crows.

Unlike the magnificent temple, the interior of this temple is already in a mess, with traces of being searched in many places, and I don’t know how long it has not been cleaned up.

At this moment, a monk was coming out of the temple with a large bag of things, and there was also a necklace of gold Buddhas and Buddhist beads in his backpack.

This monk with a big face and a swaying ear, looks a bit majestic and majestic now, and he looks really embarrassed when he runs away.

After seeing Wang Haiqiang wearing police uniforms, the monk's big bags of things were frightened to the ground.

"I...I..."

"Hmm?" Wang Haiqiang narrowed his eyes and looked at the monk with his eyes flashing with his eyes: "What are you? Where do you want to go with these things?"

"Mr. Police Officer, I just took back my own things. I definitely didn't get a cent or a cent."

Wang Haiqiang's professional qualities were directly raised and said lightly.

"I didn't take a penny, then what's in your bag is valuable?"

"I... I... this abbot has suppressed our salary for several months. I haven't paid my mortgage yet! I have to take something to pay off my debt!" The monk couldn't help saying, "Forget it, I'm afraid of you, if you don't want it, I don't want it. It's really unlucky. I'll come to this broken place to be a monk."

As he said that, the monk put down the Buddhist beads and Buddha wooden fish and ran away in a flash.

Wang Haiqiang didn't chase him, just said.

"This temple of practitioners is full of fireworks, and even the punishment of arrears of wages..."

"People who practice Taoism should have a calm personality. Most of them have become worldly sects. Most of the disciples are enthusiastic about worldly things and pay great attention to the situation. Their words and deeds are no longer too calm, but they bring the desires of many ordinary people in the world." Baihe said lightly: "Practitioners are also human beings."

This made Wang Haiqiang not have so many unknowns about ordinary "cultivators".

Of course, deep down, he still felt that only the one from Taixu Temple could be considered a true "cultivator".

Confronting the emptiness and tranquility, being transcendent from the world, and being in the world.

There was also the superb method. To be honest, Baihe was not surprised at all when he showed him the methods of cultivators, but instead felt that he felt "just this".

If that's the case, wouldn't the immortal Taoist in Taixu Temple be even more mysterious?

Just when the two of them were thinking about each other, they had already walked to the front of the temple. Although they were already in chaos, there were still monks stationed there.

There was also a monk who swept the floor, who was constraining the messy temple alone. Seeing that the gray monk robe on him was not very high-end.

It is worth admiring that he is still working so hard when he is owed his salary. Wang Haiqiang thought to himself...

"The temple is about to collapse, why don't you run away?" Wang Haiqiang looked at the monk in gray and said curiously.

"Amitabha, the temple is in my heart. If this temple falls, the temple will not fall. I will be there." The monk who swept the floor in gray smiled slightly, said the Buddha's name and went to clean up.

In this busy and desolate feeling, only his whole body is like the Pure Land.

"Amitabha, I have met the donor of Baihe." At this time, a monk put his hands together and said respectfully that he was the top of the temple and knew that Baihe was coming.

Baihe also maintained basic respect for the monks. After saluting, he said, "Master Fa Neng, Master Kong Wen..."

"You can follow me to see."

The monk Fa Neng sighed, and there was still a hint of fear and fear on his face.

Baihe didn't think much about it and followed Monk Fa Neng into the Zen room.

Before entering, Baihe turned around and nodded to Wang Haiqiang.

Wang Haiqiang said in confusion.

"I'll follow me, too?"

"Um."

"Didn't you say that I'd better live on this side of the mirror and not get stained with it?"

"I changed my mind."

Baihe smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "So, would you like to come and have a look?"

"Hey."

Wang Haiqiang didn't think too much, so he followed him. It was him who took the initiative and stepped into the other world...

After entering the Zen Room, there was no sunlight shining in, and there was a gloomy smell of blood. It was not like a monk's Zen Room, but like a torture room...

"The god...the god...I see the god..."

Master Kongwen sat on the futon in a messy clothes, smiling with flowers on his face and muttering words in his mouth. What is creepy is that his eyes and ears are still bleeding...

Master Faneng, who was outside the sect, said with a complicated look on his face when he came in.
Chapter completed!