Vol 4 Chapter 83: go away

The ambition of this old monk in Jingtan for a lifetime is to carry forward the Shaolin Temple, save enough money, and then return to the vulgar.
Of course, according to the idea of ​​the old monk of Jingtan, his restitution is not called restitution, but instead he goes into the red dust to practice the Dharma.
In the past few years, the Shaolin Temple has been tricked by the old monk of Jingtan. The old monk of Jingtan himself has become the chairman of the Southern Buddhist Association. However, all this cannot stop the ambition of the old monk of Jingtan.
He had liked Ning Xin's place a long time ago, because he had occasionally talked to the mayor of FJ, and Ning Xin's side would be the focus of FJ's development in the next ten years.
It can be foreseen that the land here will be hundreds of times or even thousands of times more expensive than it is now. If you can take down the land here to build a few temples, if the demolition is needed, the compensation for the demolition will definitely be Amazing. Even if the house is not demolished, the incense of the temple will surely follow the prosperity, and then you will be able to speed up saving money again.
Although the idea is very beautiful, the helpless Huixin old nun did not agree to sell the land.
I watched the land that was destined to become a treasure of feng shui in the future, and was thus used as a vegetable garden. The old monk of Jingtan was bleeding.
He has done several small moves and wanted to win the land, such as threatening Hui Xin to get them to withdraw from the Buddhist Association, but Hui Xin does not seem to be afraid at all, so after many failures, Jingtan is old The monk finally found a contract loophole when Ning Xinzheng first built it, and then brought a forced demolition team to demolish the house here. I didn't expect those mighty urban management who were so prestigious on this week. Men are so frightened that they are unfavorable, which makes Jingtan feel good!
Considering that she is a qualified monk, Jingtan coughed slightly.
The captain of the city management brigade heard the cough, so I remembered that today I was forced to demolish with the old monk of Jingtan, and said that he must not take a few steps to the old monk of Jingtan, and then he pulled the old monk of Jingtan and said, "Abbot, this The house cannot be demolished! "
"Oh? Why? Director Wang, but personally agreed to me." Jingtan old monk said with a firm face.
"Someone won't let it go!"
The captain of the Urban Management Brigade glanced at Zhao Gangzhang, and then whispered, "That's a personal king, you can't mess with it!"
"King of people? Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. In the eyes of our monks, all beings are equal. How can we not mess with it?" Said the old monk in Jingtan dissatisfied.
He is also qualified to be dissatisfied. You know, he is the chairman of the Southern Buddhist Association and controls Buddhists in the entire south. How powerful can you be? I casually pulled out a Shaolin eighteen bronze man and it was not difficult to send you to see the Lord Buddha directly, afraid of your personal king?
"Hey, abbot, that man ..."
Before the captain of the Urban Management Brigade had finished speaking, he saw Zhao Gangzhang walking forward, and the captain of the Urban Management Bend stooped down and smiled at Zhao Gangzhang, "Brother Zhao Gangzhang, we will go now."
"Amitabha."
The old monk of Jingjingtan said a sign, saying, "Door, I see the omen above your head, I'm afraid there will be a disaster in the near future!"
"Are you just the omen above your head?"
镚 Zhao Gang gave a blank look to the old monk in Jingtan, and said, "I give you a little face of the Buddhist Association, and you will immediately take your people away, or will you believe that I will throw you out?"
"How can a donor speak wildly to a monk!"
The old monk in Jingjingtan took a step back in surprise, it seemed that Zhao Gangzhang suddenly shot him, and the few Shaolin princes around him took a step forward and surrounded the old monk in Jingtan.
He seemed to feel a certain sense of security. The old monk of Jingtan cleared his throat, folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, the donor, and the poor monk are thinking about your youth and ignorance, and don't care about you ..."
"Take care of your mother!"
Zhao Gang stunned in the past.
The few Shaolin disciples naturally came forward to block Zhao Gangzhang.
Although those people are practicing family, how can Zhao Gang's kick be so easy to stop?
He immediately fell to the ground with two people.
"How can you hit someone!" Jingtan old monk exasperated.
"What happened to you?"
Zhao Gangzhang took a step forward and fell the few remaining Shaolin disciples beside the old monk in Jingtan to the uncle, then pulled the uncle in Jingtan and said, "It's human-like and dog-like, but it eats It's full of brains. "
"You, you, you! I am the president of the Buddhist Association! Do you dare hit me?"
The old monk in Jingjingtan didn't expect Zhao Gangzhang to be so sharp. He knocked down his carefully cultivated monk a few times, and immediately wanted to move out of his identity to talk about it. However, he did not expect Zhao Gangzhang to hang him at all.
"What happened to you?"
镚 Zhao Gangzhang slaps directly on the head of the old monk, let alone say that this head is bright, and it feels very smooth and smooth.
"Amitabha, you demon!"
"Snapped!"
镚 Zhao Gangzhen slaps in the past. This time Zhao Gangzhang used a lot of energy to directly shoot the old monk's head red.
"Amitabha ..."
"Again?"
镚 Zhao Gangzhen took another shot.
"Oh! You asshole."
"Snapped!"
"Grass, hit me again and I will kill you!"
"That should be it!"
镚 Zhao Gang 镚 smiled and let go of his hand, and said, "You don't look like a good monk, why do you have to pretend?"
"Amitabha!"
The old monk of Jingjingtan saw that Zhao Gangzhen let go of his hand, and took a few steps back quickly, his hands clasped together, "Donor, you have fallen into the magic path, I am compassionate, as long as you now ... oh, don't hit!
The old monk didn't say anything, and Zhao Gangzhen kicked him, rolling the old monk's back a few meters away, as if it were a ball.
Zhao Gangzhang wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the captain of the city management team.
"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao!"
The captain of Wucheng Management Brigade accompanied the smiling face and said, "This monk in Jingtan is a guest of Mayor Pan. I will give me a face and stop hitting him!"
"Who are you? I'll give you face?" Zhao Gangzhen squinted at the captain of the urban management team. He was not a bully person, but since the captain of the urban management team dared to help others fake public money, he really had to bully others. Let them look back, dare to bully the people casually.
"Yes, yes, you don't have to give me face, look at what I said, it's wrong, I mean, give Mayor Pan a face!"
The captain of the Urban Management Brigade was not annoyed at all, and still smiled.
Bianzheng said that he did not smile at people, Zhao Gangyi frowned slightly and said, "You all roll for Lao Tzu, and let Lao Tzu see you here, believe it or not, and buried you behind the mountain?"
"Letters, thank you, Brother Zhao, thank you!"
As the captain of Wucheng Management Brigade said, he took a few steps back to help the old monk in Jingtan.
The old monk of Jingtan still wanted to say something, but the captain of the city management team couldn't help but ran out of Ning Xinyu.
The remaining monks followed the city management, and when they saw that they ran away, they naturally followed.
A group of menacing people ran away all at once.
"Steel Golem Donor, thank you!"
Xun Huixin walked in front of Zhao Gangzhang and folded her hands.
"The abbot need not be polite. The wicked have to be grinded by the wicked. My other will not. There is a way to deal with these people." Zhao Gangchen laughed.
"The donor is evil in his hands and not evil in his heart."
Wu Huixin said.
镚 Zhao Gangzhen touched his head and said, "Don't say it, abbot, I'll just float up."
After such a trouble, naturally this morning class could not be continued, and Zhao Gangzhang also decided to leave Ningxin.
Although the strength has not been restored to the best state, Zhao Gangzhang believes that as long as he insists on reading the Buddhist scriptures daily and doing his homework, his strength should be able to recover, and here is a nun, after all, staying here alone, it is easy People use their handles to speak out.
So, in the afternoon, Zhao Gangzhen went to say goodbye to Huixin.
Bian Huixin did not retain it, but she gave several sets of Buddhist scriptures she had treasured for many years to Zhao Gangzhang. There were still many Huixin in her Buddhist scriptures.
Zhao Gang despised it as a treasure, hid it well, and then left Huixin's Zen room.
可 Chen Keke and Wu Yaoqin sent Zhao Gangyu to the door of Ning Xinyu.
I watched my daughter and Zhao Gangzhang, Wu Yaoqin hesitated, but just told Zhao Gangzhang a few, then turned and left.
"Are you still vulgar?" Zhao Gangzhang asked.
"I'm fine here."
Chen Keke said, "Want to go out someday, then go out."
"That line."
镚 Zhao Gang 镚 nodded and said, "Sweetly, they are holding you every day!"
"I miss them too ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Chen Keke said," I will go out and find them. "
"That line."
镚 Zhao Gangzhen said, "I'll go first."
"it is good."
镚 Zhao Gangzhen turned and walked a few steps, turned back, and said to Chen Keke with a smile, "Remember to see if there is anyone in the water when taking a bath in the future."
可 Chen Keke froze for a moment, then immediately flushed with a face, she looked angrily at Zhao Gangyu, and said, "Hate!"
镚 Zhao Gang 镚 laughed and turned away.
I watched Zhao Gangzhang's figure slowly disappear, and Chen Keke turned back to Ning Xinyu.
"Do you really love him?"
瑶 Wu Yaoqin walked to Chen Keke and asked softly.
"It doesn't really matter whether you love or not."
可 Chen Keke shook his head and said, "Some people can live a lifetime, even if they don't love, and some people, even if they are in love, can't even see the shadow when looking back, Mom, I have put down."
"Daughter ..."
瑶 Wu Yaoqin stopped Chen Keke.
可 Chen Keke patted Wu Yaoqin's back a few times and said with a smile, "I still have to go to the master class."
"Are you going to ... stay here all the time?" Wu Yaoqin asked.
"Maybe one day I want to go out, then go out."
可 Chen Keke blinked at Wu Yaoqin, then walked away with a smile.
Looking at her daughter's back, Wu Yaoqin finally found out that her daughter had really grown up.