Chapter 3: Money will become a problem

At the cremation ceremony of Master Jingguang, other temples in Kyoto sent monks to salvation, and they all paid homage to the new lord with extremely surprised eyes.

"The Male Master in a Nunnery"

A very small newspaper also came and wrote such a report.

During the cremation, an incident shocked everyone. Master Jingguang's body could not be burned. Seeing this, all the monks and nuns who came to sing scriptures in other temples knelt on the ground and kowtowed devoutly.

The tabloid reporter who also had gossip news caught such a major news and couldn't help but be ecstatic and hurriedly took the time to write an article and take photos to the big newspaper.

This phenomenon is called physical relics in Buddhism, and is extremely difficult to see. It is said that only when the Buddhist practice reaches a very high level and is cremated can physical relics be formed.

After Master Mingyuan talked about this with Zhao Kaixuan, Mr. Zhao knew that something was going to happen. This physical relics were a treasure of Buddhism. There must be someone who fought for them at Sanguang Temple. Thinking of this, Zhao Kaixuan hurriedly called Mingyuan and Mingmei for help. The three of them put on the relic of Teacher Tai on a cassock and carried them into the main hall.

As Zhao Kaixuan expected, as soon as he settled down the physical relics of Master Jingguang, several major temple hosts came to the door immediately, all of which were only one purpose, that is, he hoped that Master Jingguang's relics could be invited to their temple to offer sacrifices.

Zhao Kaixuan was called a business genius when he was a teenager. How could he not know the wise eyes of these old monks and nuns? The four physical relics can drive countless incense income.

"Hmph, I sent a few little Shani to sing the scriptures. When I knew that the master had become a Buddha, I would all come to my door in person!"

Mingxin sobbed while muttering quietly behind Zhao Kaixuan.

Now Zhao Kaixuan is the lord of Sanguang Temple, so he has to discuss all these things. These monks have also come to Sanguang Temple to talk about Buddhism with Master Jingguang. They know that the child named Mingxiang, who was adopted by the teacher, knew that he was a dough stick, so after they talked to Zhao Kaixuan, they ignored Zhao Kaixuan's answer and started fighting for each other.

"Senior Brother Xinzhao, although your temple is big, it is too remote. I think it is better to put Master Jingguang's physical relics in our Bodhi Temple!"

"No, Brother Dameng is such a bad statement. I think it is the most suitable for our Sanye Temple!"

Zhao Kaixuan didn't say anything when he saw them, and waited for the old guys to find tea when they were tired of making noise.

Zhao Kaixuan said: "Senior Sister Mingmei serves tea!"

Mingmei presented the tea.

Zhao Kaixuan said lightly: "The temple is a place where you recite scriptures and listen to the Dharma. There is no difference between big and small. My master has lived in Sanguang Temple for nearly a hundred years. When he was cremated, he became a Buddha in his flesh. This shows that the master wants to stay here forever. I have understood the kindness of the master. Just forget about asking for the Dharma Body of the Sacred Relics... Let's worship it ourselves!"

After a few were stunned, they wanted to say something else. Zhao Kaixuan waved his hand and said, "Send out the guests!"

The few were also stunned and didn't know what to do. Fortunately, Mingmei brought tea in at this time.

Mingmei said: "Please go back, masters, junior brothers and sisters always have politeness when they are sad when they are young, don't blame me!"

At this moment, a large number of reporters suddenly rushed in outside. The old monks knew that there would be no result if they continued to fight today, so they left Zhao Kaixuan with an angry look and left.

Zhao Kaixuan was used to using assistants to summon the secretary. After this sent-off, he realized that these little nuns might not be able to handle the scene here. Unexpectedly, Ming Mei's words were still very fair, which made Zhao Kaixuan doubt whether he had worked as a secretary before he became a monk.

At this moment, Mingyuan ran in and said, "Junior Brother Mingxiang, there are many reporters coming outside. You have to look at Master's Dharma body!"

Zhao Kaixuan asked, "Lock the Main Hall, I'll go and deal with it and remember."

After Zhao Kaixuan said that, he walked out of the hall.

The longest Mingyuan in the Sanguang Temple was the one who grew up watching Zhao Kai grow up, and the shortest Mingmei had arrived for more than a year, no matter how long it took, everyone thought that Mingxiang was simply a waste. After hearing Jingguang teach Sanguang Temple to Mingxiang, several female nuns even decided to change the temple... But no one expected that after the old temple master passed away, Mingxiang would have changed repeatedly...

The few people were confused when they saw Zhao Kaixuan talking to media reporters.

"After Teacher Jingguang burns out the physical relics, will Sanguang's temple start selling tickets and incense from the future?"

"The master's physical relics will be opened to worship them, but Sanguang Temple will never charge tickets to sell incense, and believers will never charge fees for worshiping!"

Zhao Kaixuan said this in front of a reporter for his purpose. The old monks and nuns came to rob Master Jingguang's body to make money for incense. At this time, he claimed in the media that if the physical relics were in Sanguang's temple, they would never charge tickets to sell incense, so that those people would not be able to fight for them. Even if they fought back, they would not be able to make money.

Many reporters asked to take photos and pay homage, but Zhao Kaixuan refused. This is different from opening a shrine to worship. Taking photos and watching at this time is equivalent to blasphemy. I don’t know why Zhang Kaixuan also vaguely regarded Master Jingguang as his elder in his heart.

After finally sending the reporter away, Sanguang'an finally returned to his former peace.

Since these nuns became monks, they have never seen Sanguang's house so lively. Today they are so busy. Even the twelve-year-old Xiao Ming runs around. Everyone has no appetite for supper due to sadness and fatigue.

Seeing that Zhao Kaixuan could not eat vegetables and tofu, Zhao Kaixuan put down his chopsticks and said to everyone: "We are all Buddhist disciples, and we should take life and death lightly. Master, she is a happy thing to become a Buddha in her body. I hope that all the senior sisters and sisters can get out of their grief."

Zhao Kaixuan was used to meetings as the leader, so when he started his speech, he habitually touched the teacup at his hand. When he was touching the air, he realized that he was no longer the CTO of Nuwa Group, but the master of Sanguang Temple. He smiled bitterly and continued: "Everyone may have seen some changes in me. When my master was there, I was a little decadent. Now that she has become a Buddha, I have to take on this mortal matter. I feel a little ashamed. I have lived here for more than 20 years and still don't know anything about it... Haha! Senior Sister Mingyuan, tell me about the specific situation of our temple!"

Mingyuan was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's the specific situation?"

"The income and expenditure situation..."

Mingyuan said a little embarrassedly: "Ah? You told reporters what you said today. I thought you knew what happened in our temple... Our Sanguang Temple has no income or expenditure!"

"Ah?...What does it mean to have no income or expenditure?"

Mingyuan said: "The donations in the merit fragrance are only enough for us to buy essentials such as rice, flour and oil. Have you forgotten?"

Zhao Kaixuan frowned and said, "I mean, we have no money to build a hall!"

Mingyuan nodded and said, "Stop talking about the main hall, you don't even have the money to buy a door!"

Xiao Ming asked in confusion: "Senior Brother Mingxiang, why do we need to build a new house? We already have a lot of Buddhist worship."

Zhao Kaixuan pinched Mingke's face and said, "Our master has also become a Buddha. We must invite the master's relics to the shrine. Of course, we must build a hall."

Mingke nodded without understanding. The other nuns had no experience in this kind of thing and did not say a word.

Mingyuan thought for a long time and said, "Or we will go out and beg for alms separately!"

Zhao Kaixuan's eyes lit up and said, "Begging for alms is also a way. It is estimated that four or five million is enough to build a hall..."

Before Zhao Kaixuan could finish his words, Mingyuan grinned, "How much is needed?"

"Not much, only four or five million..."

Mingyuan said expressionlessly: "Even if we are all sent out to beg for alms, we may have to be reborn for ten or twenty years!"

When Zhao Kaixuan heard this time, he was also confused and asked suddenly: "Why? How many times will it be melted in one begging for an alms?"

Mingyuan said: "Often you give a few dollars, and kind-hearted ones will give a few dozen or a hundred!"

Zhao Kaixuan grinned and said, "Why don't you go to a big company to beg for alms? It's like... like the Nuwa Group. If you want to dispose of it, you will definitely give me five million when you meet me!"

The 18-year-old nun Mingjing said in confusion: "How did you meet you?"

Zhao Kaixuan knew that he was wrong and quickly changed his words: "I mean I met someone like me!"

Mingyuan shook his head and said, "How is it possible? The security guards of large companies will not let us in!"

"I..." Zhao Kaixuan wanted to say that he went to Nuwa Group to beg for alms, but he couldn't think about it. If his brother really harmed him, then he would definitely not know about his resurrection... Now he is just a small Sanguang Temple master. If his brother knew that he was alive, the result would be another death.

"Let's go out first. Everyone is tired for a day, go to bed!"

"No, we still have to do evening classes. Senior brother, will you come today?" Xiao Mingke asked.

Zhao Kaixuan shook his head and said, "You go first, I want to think about the future!"

After saying that, Zhao Kaixuan walked out of the Zen room and came to the yard, breathing a long sigh.

Now I face my own two major problems. The first is how to take revenge, how to what should belong to me... The second is how to fulfill the teacher's instructions. Now it seems that both problems are very difficult for him now.

Today's evening newspaper is delivered again.

The front page is still the car accident of the second son of Nuwa Group, what experts analyze, stock impact, etc. When he saw the last one, Zhao Kaixuan suddenly saw such a message.

The global online game Fantasy, which was originally scheduled to be tested the day after tomorrow, will not be delayed due to the departure of the general planner, and the subsequent development of Fantasy will be taken over by Zhao Kaisa!

"Yes! Fantasy!"

Zhao Kaixuan suddenly thought of a way to merge two problems into one problem!
Chapter completed!