Vol 3 Chapter 130: Wanfoshan

Si Fan is still tangled, but the old monk Hui Jing is not tangled at all. In his mind, what was just said by Si Fan, this shock is too great, it is actually the wood given by the Buddha.
This is the temple of Godsend, which is a dream that monks of Buddhist practice have dreamed of. They have never seen the Buddha in their lifetime.
Although the Scriptures say that he knows things clearly, but he just can't calm down, he just wants to really see the Buddha.
I believe in the study of Buddhism for a lifetime, the scriptures for a lifetime, and the day I died, I still have n’t seen the Buddha, even the miracles. How sad it is. When he was older, he even began to doubt whether there were really Buddhas in this world, and whether the Buddhist scriptures were true.
Even asking myself deeply, do you still insist on being a monk? But now, with a word from Si Fan, he finally found his goal.
Although the Buddha cannot be seen, the miracle-like young man around him must have seen the Buddha. He has met the Master of the Unruly. Although I do n’t know where this is sacred, I ca n’t see such an expert in the projection. It should always be a true expert?
If that doesn't count, what else is the legendary master?
Hui Jing really can't figure out what kind of deeds can be regarded as true masters.
After death, making others want to see it is impossible, this is the real Buddha.
He quietly watched Si Fan playing in front of the machine for a long time, and finally couldn't help it.
"Donor, may we go and see the treasure from the Buddha?" Hui Jing whispered.
Si Fan looked back at the old monk Huijing in astonishment. At this time, he was still looking at the temple in the glass. It was so shocking, but it only took time for the building materials.
He ca n’t afford to wait. The folk rumors that 73 and 84 are the peak of natural death. If he can persist in the past, he may live longer. He is already on the verge of death, and even feels he will go to the Western Bliss World .
This is the natural feeling of people who reach this age, and it is very accurate.
"Donor, I have practiced Buddhism all my life. I have never seen the real treasures given by my Buddha. I have visited Shaolin to communicate, but I still see ancient antiques. This world can truly be called It's something from Buddha's treasure ... It's something I haven't seen before! "He said with a bit of bitterness.
Si Fan knew that he couldn't ask for anything, he couldn't ask for anything. In this life, he had never practiced the Dharma at all.
It is said that the cultivation of the Buddha is the afterlife, but he does not know whether this afterlife exists. The older he gets, the more he feels empty. This may be the so-called demon.
Today, he heard that Si Fan actually has the building materials bestowed by the Buddha. What a shocking thing. If it is true, he will absolutely believe that the world has reincarnation, and the next life will definitely exist.
Even for living, there is hope for the future.
Standing on the opposite side, Si Fan looked at the expectant Hui Jing, and finally nodded his heart: "Yes, it's just a forest. You don't necessarily know what the Indian rosewood looks like. I will introduce you to the place, but now I can tell you that there is not much stock of old Indian rosewood in the world. "
Hui Jing nodded: "Of course this material is precious. I know of course that a small bracelet may be tens of thousands of dollars or even hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands. When such prices rise to building materials and furniture, the prices will even be reduced. Rise! "
This is an inevitable thing. An old house made of inferior golden silk wood is worth 200 million yuan per house! What about the Indian rosewood temple?
The value is too scary.
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Si Fan took Hui Jing and Terminator T800 Niubi to drive the company's Land Rover Range Rover and gallop on the road to Wanfoshan. After Xiao Xu's treatment, a group of people had been replaced on the road for construction. When the road was under construction, I saw Xiaoxu being supervised by dirt at the construction site.
He didn't need to work, but wearing work clothes and a gas mask, he looked so embarrassed.
However, this time the construction is much better. Because of the emphasis on re-excavation and re-construction, many roads have already begun to be allowed to move forward, and the other half are slowly excavated.
This facilitates the passage of local people.
The road ahead is almost ready for traffic.
When Si Fan ’s Range Rover passed by, Xiao Xu did n’t even see Si Fan already passing by. There are often tractors and small trucks of the peasant ’s house passing by here. Do n’t look at half of the new roads, but the quality of the other half Compared to the roads in the city, this is all good quality.
After all, Skynet's order requirements are still very strict, it is not enough to solve that supervisor.
Of course, the person to be punished has already been covered, and all the benefits have been handed in, otherwise they will be handed over to the relevant agencies for a ruling.
After passing the highway under construction, Si Fan finally reached the bottom of the mountain again. This is not the road that has been designed on the design drawings. It's a mountain dirt road that can't be climbed at all ~ EbookFREE.me ~ even many places have no road.
Looking up, it is a vast mountain. The mountain is not very high, but it is very dangerous.
Si Fan parked the car by the road, and then looked at Hui Jing, who was sitting in the co-pilot. This old monk can now be said to be fully armed.
Regardless of his age, he is still a monk, and now his head is bright, and there are still nine scars on his head.
Don't look at his scarring. The young monk is gone now, because it was only on the head of the previous monk, and was abolished in the 1970s and 1980s.
Hui Jing is too old. When he was ordained, he was still honored! Those who can really have nine ring scars are usually at the abbot level! If it is twelve ring scars. It is said that only Master Dharma and a few Buddhas are eligible.
But now Hui Jing ’s dress is not the clothes of a monk, but the same clothes as an ancient swordsman, with leggings on her feet, very tight clothes, a rope on her back, a trekking pole and a rescue phone. There are some professional equipment.
It looks like a professional climbing a mountain.
On the other hand, Si Fan, in a relaxed casual outfit, just tied the legs of his pants with a rope, and then prepared nothing.
Of course, he already had hiking shoes this time.
At the front of the mountain, Si Fan wanted to ask the old monk whether the Terminator needed to carry him on his back. To this end, Si Fan also specially made a chair for the Terminator T800 to carry.
Who knows Hui Jing with a smile: "The old man can still take these two steps. I was a knight then! A martial arts master! If I have time, I will teach you both. I am the true heir of Chen Taiji!"
One word was shocking. Si Fan didn't know that this old monk was actually a true descendant of Chen Taiji who had almost lost his biography.