The old lady clasped her hands together and said movedly: "Little girl, you are so kind. Good people are rewarded."

The fierce monk was quite dissatisfied that Gong Caicai only invested 50 yuan, but he saw that Gong Caicai seemed to have a lot of hundred-yuan tickets in his wallet, so he looked at the money and said nothing.

"Gong Caicai, you are so redundant." I complained, "Instead of giving the money to this smelly monk temple, you might as well treat me to dinner later."

I just said it casually, but Gong Caicai took it seriously. She took out the rabbit-shaped small wallet again, this time took out 100 yuan from it, handed it to me with both hands respectfully, and bowed her head to apologize:

"Yes, I'm sorry. I was so weak that I lost everyone's face, and also the face of the Scientific Happiness Seminar. I hope this little money will be enough for classmate Ye Lin to have lunch..."

"Hey, if others see me, they will think that I am blackmailing you in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva. It's fine if I am misunderstood by humans. But if I am misunderstood by Guanyin Bodhisattva, I will be in bad luck."

At this time, Fang Xin pondered for a moment, walked up to the fierce monk guarding the merit box, and asked:

"This monk, I don't know what conditions he needs to meet if he wants to become a monk in your temple."

"Hey, you can see that I am not a novice monk but a monk. I have good eyesight." The fierce monk said with great interest, "You are the layman Fang mentioned by the concierge. Do you want to become a monk?"

Fang Xin clasped his palms together, "It's not that I want to become a monk, but that this little donor wants to become a monk after seeing through the world of mortals. I'll ask questions on his behalf."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at me.

Who wants to become a monk? No matter what you want to do, Fang Xin, don’t use me as a tool.

So I subconsciously acted like a glaring Vajra. The fierce monk glanced at me and immediately felt ashamed. He probably thought that I was so fierce and if I seriously ordained a monk here, I was afraid that the income of the temple would be reduced, and it would also be reported by the media. Got involved with the underworld.

"Uh-huh, layman Fang, is this friend you brought here over 17 years old? According to the regulations of the temple, the age of a monk must not be younger than 17 years old, nor older than 60 years old."

"It doesn't matter. Although I'm not yet 17 years old, it's enough to pass the Chinese New Year." Fang Xin lied to me about my age. I look mature, so people would believe me if I said I was a high school student.

"Then, why did he become a monk and what did his parents do?"

Fang Xin shook his head inexplicably, "Buddhists believe in treating everyone equally. If I say that this boy's parents are rich men or salarymen, does it make any difference?"

The fierce monk hit a soft nail, "There are hard and fast rules for who can become a monk and who cannot become a monk. I just followed the script. Since layman Fang wants to know the specific conditions for becoming a monk, I will elaborate a little bit..."

Next to her, Gong Caicai was also listening with wide eyes. It seemed that she was the one who wanted to become a monk.

"To become a monk at Jianren Temple, you must first have complete identity documents, have a junior high school education or above, have permission from your parents, have no marriage relationship, no debt disputes, no lawsuits, and must not be a wanted criminal by the country..."

The fierce monk looked at my face as he spoke, as if he had seen me on the Public Security Bureau's A-level wanted list.

"Secondly, those who become monks cannot have physical or mental defects. Those who are missing hands or feet, have polio, leprosy, crooked necks, or suffer from schizophrenia, schizophrenia, or epilepsy cannot be ordained as monks..."

"Wait a minute, why can't a person with a crooked neck become a monk?" I always felt that Fang Xin was asking knowingly.

"Ha, because people with crooked necks cannot walk upright, which damages the image of the temple." The fierce monk replied with some pride for some reason, maybe because his neck was not crooked.

"Also, monks must not only walk upright, but also have upright facial features." The fierce monk continued, "Blind, cross-eyed, deaf, missing ears, crooked mouth, rabbit mouth, mute, etc., cannot become a monk."

Fang Xin added the right sentence: "Is it true that if you meet the above conditions, you can become a monk, but you are not required to believe in Buddhism?"

"Of course...of course it requires pious faith." The fierce monk said hurriedly. In his panic, he slurred his words and almost changed "faith and piety" to "faith and money."

Fang Xin suddenly sighed: "Well, once Sakyamuni died, Buddhism changed. At that time, Sakyamuni was a prince, but he knew how to pity the farmers who worked under the scorching sun, even the lice under the farmers' feet.

Pity, it turns out that you fake monks are only interested in amassing money, and you have actually set so many barriers to becoming a monk. Where is your ambition to save all sentient beings?"

The fierce monk suddenly blushed at Fang Xin's words. He became angry and said: "I didn't make the rules. If you are not satisfied, go to the abbot. I just follow the rules...and if a person with a disability becomes a monk, he will give everyone good things."

To cause trouble."

"Humph." Fang Xin sneered, "Buddha said: Emptiness is color, and there is no distinction between all things. Once there is distinction, it is two minds. How can one enter the non-dual Dharma door with two minds? If a monk has a mind of distinction, he will commit sins and will surely enter the Infinite Dharma.

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This set of rhetoric, which is similar to Buddhist verses, left the fierce monk speechless. He may not even know what Fang Xin said. He just didn't realize it and was afraid that he would make a joke if he answered casually, so he didn't dare to speak.

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I have acquired some basic knowledge of Buddhism from my father, and I know that Fang Xin’s main meaning is: if in the eyes of monks, there is a difference between a high-rise building and a thatched hut, between a rich man and a beggar, and between a healthy person and a disabled person,

Then you have violated a Buddhist taboo and will fall into the endless hell and suffer in the future (the movie "Infernal Affairs" borrowed the allusion of the Buddhist "Infernal Affairs". The endless hell refers to being punished for eternity, without any pause.

).

After ridiculing the fake monk who only cares about making money, Fang Xin took Gong Caicai and me and "laughed out", attracting many onlookers. The concierge monk sighed and said: "No wonder others say that Master Fang is a modern Buddhist monk."

You monk, you really don’t want to save face for us.”

On the way back, Fang Xin shared with me and Gong Caicai the current income situation of monks. According to him, in tourist attractions like Jianren Temple, the monthly salary of a novice monk during the probation period is 3,000 yuan. After becoming a monk,

5,000 per month, more than 8,000 per month after one year of service, 6-hour work system, food and accommodation included, extra money when going out to do things, tax-free and insurance-free.

"How about it, Ye Lin, you have always said that our Scientific Happiness Seminar is a cult. Compared with the money-making methods of Jianren Temple, how do we look like a cult? We guide people to be positive, which is much less scientific than blindly praying to gods and Buddhas.

?”

"Yes." Gong Caicai said energetically, "With the encouragement of my friends, I have become a little... a little braver. I even rejected a salesman last week, although I felt very guilty afterwards.

The way..."

Is it considered brave to refuse a salesman? It is a basic human skill, right? Gong Caicai, if you don’t correct yourself now, when you get married, you will buy a lot of bad things because you are not good at refusing sales. I need something, but my husband dislikes it.

"I just went to Mijinji Temple to cause trouble. Should I continue to Tennoji Temple next?"

Fang Xin touched his bare chin and thought about the Taoist priests again.

"It's better not to go. The Tianwang Temple is in Dongcheng District and it's too far from here." I said, "And look at the traffic jam now."

Fang Xin nodded, "Ye Lin, as the future Right Protector, I will give you a difficult task now. Did you see the old lady coming out of Jianren Temple? She just prayed to Guanyin to pray for her husband. The one who treats illnesses... go and drag her to me to the Scientific Happiness Seminar."

"What, you want me to preach on the street?" I frowned, "Even if it means harming others, don't choose an innocent old lady."

"Why are we harming people?" Fang Xin sneered, "Since the establishment of our Scientific Happiness Seminar, can you give an example of how we have harmed people? Today's society is unfair, largely because of unequal information. As long as we have enough information, maybe we can help the old lady cure her husband's disease quickly and well. Do you think it would be more effective for her to burn incense and worship Buddha?"

This is true, to put it bluntly, there are many members of the Scientific Happiness Seminar who are doctors. If the old lady is brought in, it might really help her husband’s condition. In addition, my goal is to become a core member. As a future It would be a bit unjustifiable if "Right Protector" has never recruited anyone other than Xiao Qin to join the religion.

So I hesitantly chased after the old lady. After getting Fang Xin's consent, Gong Caicai also followed, wholeheartedly trying to win people into the club for the good of the old lady.

I kept an eye on it, deliberately slowed down, let Gong Caicai walk up first, and called the old lady from behind.

"No, I'm sorry, can I take up a little bit of your time?" Gong Caicai was as nervous as someone posting small advertisements on the street.

The old woman turned around and saw the girl who had just helped her out of trouble in the temple, and the sadness on her face eased slightly.

"Little girl, do you have a problem with me? If you don't hate eating vegetarian food, can I treat you to lunch, old lady?"

"Thank you, thank you, don't bother me. Actually, I...actually we...we are a science smoker..."

After all, Gong Caicai was too introverted. The courage she had finally mustered up before was gone.

I walked up at the right time, tried to keep my face as calm as possible, and said side by side to Gong Caicai: "Grandma, have you heard of Amway?"

The old woman's face suddenly changed: "Um... I'm not interested in MLM. My nephew's wife's classmate was deceived by a MLM organization and she hasn't come back yet."

I said seriously: "You misunderstood, we are not a pyramid scheme. I just want to tell you that there is a pyramid scheme guy who sells Amway under the overpass. He used to have a stuttering problem. As a result, in our mutual aid association, his stuttering was cured. So if someone in your family is sick, you can try to join our mutual aid group, maybe it will be helpful."

"Yes, yes." Gong Caicai reacted at this time. She handed over a promotional card, "We are members of the Scientific Happiness Symposium. This is a scientific organization that welcomes anyone to join. It will never be like Mijinji Temple also discriminates against disabled people and patients."

That's true, because the leader of the Scientific Happiness Sect is mentally ill himself, so he has no reason to follow the example of Mijinji, even those who are mentally weak.

It is said that people go to the doctor when they are sick. The old lady had been seeking medical advice because of her husband's illness. She also left a good impression on Gong Caicai at Jianren Temple. Now when Gong Caicai mentioned it, she was actually tempted and started asking questions. Details of our Scientific Happiness Workshop.

Thanks to Gong Caicai, a mascot with a strong affinity, I made the first order to develop members. Otherwise, with my fierce appearance, even if I learned from Fang Xin, Dr. Yu and others, I would be able to speak well and be good at telling falsehoods. , it would inevitably scare the old lady away in the end, and maybe the old lady would leave my lunch money as tolls.

I don’t know if he was deliberately trying to show it to me, but the old lady really got help from the Scientific Happiness Seminar. A Chinese medicine doctor who had been with the seminar for half a year specialized in treating rheumatoid arthritis, and happened to be good at dealing with the old lady’s husband’s illness.

I always feel that Fang Xin, like Ai Shuqiao, is instilling in me the concept of "our business is beneficial to mankind", but forget it, I don't want to get involved too deeply on both sides. It's best if you both lose in the fight, then everyone will be happy. .

The next day was Sunday, and for a series of reasons, I chose to spend it in Amy's VIP building. The squad leader and Xiaoqin had agreed to make something delicious for me, and they also chose the VIP building. I like it. The monitor of CatDog never lets go once he has an excuse to get close to Obama and Miba.

In addition, Xiong Yaoyue also brought Gong Caicai here. This had nothing to do with the squad leader and Xiaoqin cooking, but Xiong Yaoyue felt that the Golden Lightning Professional Team lacked a mascot (Amy was a shareholder and refused to be the mascot), so she felt that Gong Caicai was Caicai was a good match, so she forced Gong Caicai to come over and let her work as "team back-office assistant". Then she took a group photo with the team members and put it on the promotion website.

Gong Caicai desperately refused: "No, please don't put my photos online. I heard that once the photos are posted online, they will be photoshopped into a mess. In that case, I will... I will I have no shame in living in this world."

This statement is too exaggerated. Fortunately, I have stopped Mr. Cao from selling photoshopped nude photos of girls. Otherwise, one day Gong Caicai would see herself being photoshopped into a shameful look and suffocate herself with a pillow if she couldn't think of it. , the sin is serious.

"It's okay." Xiong Yaoyue persuaded Gong Caicai with a smile, "What we want is a photo of you and everyone else. It's not a single art photo, it won't be photoshopped, and this back-office assistant doesn't need you to actually do any work. , you get paid just for being a mascot.”
Chapter completed!