In the villa, several girls were discussing today's interesting stories downstairs...

In the room upstairs, Xiao Feng was playing with a string of blue-black Buddhist beads. The string of Buddhist beads was given to him by the old monk Huiyue, and it is said to have the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind.

"Put down the butcher's knife, become a Buddha right away... Put down the butcher's knife, become a Buddha right away... Haha, can I put down the butcher's knife now?" Xiao Feng recalled the conversation with the old monk Huiyue, and his expression was a little dazed.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, "The Buddha said: Put down the butcher, and become a Buddha right away! Donor, let you think twice!" The old monk Huiyue looked at Xiao Feng opposite and said in a deep voice.

Xiao Feng half-squinted his eyes and smiled coldly: "Put down the butcher's knife? If he put down the butcher's knife, can he become a Buddha standing on the ground, but I know that he can become a ghost standing on the ground! Master, do you know how many people want to kill me?"

"Amitabha, everything has its own cause and effect! Donor, I don't know your origin, your identity, and why you killed someone! But in Buddhist saying, all things in heaven and earth have their own cause and effect."

Xiao Feng showed a strange smile: "Master Huiyue, I'm very curious, how did you know that I am different from ordinary people?"

"The evil spirit, a strong bloody murderous aura circling on you. Ordinary people can't find it, but I can recognize it. Being a thief has a thief; being an official has an errant; being a bandit has a errant spirit... These are all distinguishable."

If it weren't for hearing Mr. Jing mention this old monk last night, Xiao Feng would probably be able to treat him as a liar. But he knew that the person mentioned by Mr. Jing was definitely not an ordinary person. Mr. Jing said that he would come to visit Mr. Huiyue.

"Master, my old man, please ask me to say hello to you." Xiao Feng stopped obsessing the above questions and said to the old monk Huiyue.

The old monk Huiyue flashed a puzzled expression: "I haven't come out of the Hug Buddha Peak for ten years, I don't know which friend is thinking about it."

Xiao Feng smiled and said the name of Mr. Jing, which made the old monk Huiyue’s face change significantly.

"So it's Donor Jing!" The old monk Huiyue called out a Buddhist name and looked up and down at Xiao Feng: "As far as I know, Donor Jing has only you, a granddaughter."

"Haha, is the master talking about Belle? I was adopted by Mr. Jing and grew up by his side."

"Ten years ago, when I decided not to step out of the Hug Peak, the last person I went to see was Donor Jing. At the same time I went to Taohua Hu, I only saw Donor Belle." Old monk Huiyue recalled.

Xiao Feng could hear from the words of the old monk Huiyue that his relationship with Mr. Jing was definitely not ordinary. Think about it, when he was not born, he would finally meet Mr. Jing. If he didn’t have a strong relationship, would this be the case?

"Master, I don't know what your relationship is with my old man?" Although Xiao Feng knew that this question was a bit abrupt, his curiosity could not be suppressed.

"Haha, it seems that I have saved Master Jing's surname three times." The old monk Huiyue smiled faintly.

Xiao Feng was shocked in his heart. He saved the old man's life? The old man's power is not bad! Even the helmsman in the court was polite to him. This old monk actually saved the old man Jing's life? What methods did he have?

"Are you guessing that I have any means to save him?" The old monk Huiyue smiled, and his turbid old eyes suddenly shot out two rays of light, as if he could see through everything.

Xiao Feng nodded respectfully: "Yes."

"Haha, that's all the past, it's better not to mention it! When you go back and see Donor Jing, you can ask him." When the old monk Huiyue said this, he changed his mind: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot. I once said this to Donor Jing! Unfortunately, he did not listen to my advice."

"Master, life is easy, life is easy, life is not easy! Everyone has a different lifestyle. I don't believe in Buddhism, God, and God, but I only believe in my own conscience! Before killing people, I always touch my conscience. I kill all the people who should be killed, or those who want to kill me." Xiao Feng closed his smile and said slowly.

The old monk Huiyue looked at Xiao Feng deeply and sighed: "Oh, you have the same tone as Mr. Jing back then!"

Xiao Feng frowned slightly. Could it be that the old guy said that back then? Hey, it seems that he was deeply influenced by him.

"I'll give him a few words when Mr. Jing said this back then. Today, I'll give you these words too, you'll listen."

Xiao Feng sat upright and made an expression of being taught: "Master, please say."

The old monk Huiyue nodded: "Wolf eats sheep, in the eyes of ordinary people, wolves are too cruel. In fact, from a Buddhist perspective, wolves are not wrong! His surname is like this, and he will starve to death if he doesn't eat sheep. However, if the wolf is not hungry and still kills sheep, he will be punished by the Buddha. Of course, even the Buddha who does not kill the wolf will not be able to do it! The Buddha can change the world, but cannot change the surname of the heaven. "Xiao Feng thought for a little while and understood the words of the old monk Huiyue. "Thank you for your advice."

"The Buddha will bless you." The old monk Huiyue said, handing the Buddhist beads in his hand to Xiao Feng. "Although these Buddhist beads are not a treasure, they can calm your mind and calm your mind and make you less sinful."

Xiao Feng took it with both hands and looked at the Buddhist beads in his hand. He felt a strange fragrance filled his body, making people unable to help relaxing and his heart calmed down. The next second, his heart was shocked, how strange!

"Don't resist it. Using it with your heart will benefit you a lot."

Xiao Feng put the Buddhist beads in his palm and folded his hands together: "Thank you, Master."

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, Xiao Feng held the Buddhist beads, smelled the faint fragrance, and let out a breath of turbid air.

"Huiyue should be the so-called 'Taoxi Monk'!" Xiao Feng muttered, put down the Buddhist beads, stood up from the bed, and walked into the bathroom.

Five minutes later, Xiao Feng came out of the bathroom, looked at the dark sky outside, carried his bag, put Buddhist beads on his wrist, and pushed open the door of the room and went downstairs. He promised Mr. Jing to go to Taohua Hutong tonight.

"Brother Feng, are you going out?" Lin Lin walked up to ask when she saw Xiao Feng carrying his bag.

Xiao Feng blew Lin Lin's nose: "Well, I'll go to Taohua Hutong. Little girl, let's go with me."

Huo Wu next to him heard it and jumped up from the sofa: "Brother Feng, are you going to see Grandpa Jing? I haven't seen him for a long time, so I'm going to play."

Xiao Feng thought for a while and nodded: "Well, let's go together." Then he said hello to Ding Ding and others, and the three of them drove away from the villa.

"Brother Feng, was the Buddhist beads on your wrist given by that old monk?" Huo Wu sat in the driver's seat and looked at Xiao Feng and asked.

When he went out today, Huo Wu shouted that he had never driven a Ferrari and had to try it. Xiao Feng couldn't persuade her and could only throw the key to her. However, he was a little worried and sat in the passenger seat. As for Lin Lin, he sat in the safe back seat.

Xiao Feng stroked the Buddhist beads on his wrist and nodded: "Well, it was given by Master Huiyue. Wu'er, he is not a liar, but a real monk who has attained enlightenment."

"Bullshit, what a great monk! If he is a great monk, then how could he have a bunch of scum monks under him?" Huo Wu said with a nose sniff.

Xiao Feng smiled: "He has been silent on the affairs of the temple for ten years, and has only practiced Zen and worshiped Buddha in the bamboo forest behind..."

Huo Wu interrupted Xiao Feng and sneered: "What are you practicing Zen Buddhism? Are you still going to ascend to the West? You have read too many novels of the old monk's immortal cultivation."

Xiao Feng curled his lips and stopped talking. He understood that women are always so unreasonable, and only fools will accompany them to make trouble.

Without saying a word all the way, Ferrari stopped at the gate of the Siheyuan.

The three of them jumped out of the car, knocked on the vermilion door, and pushed it hard, and the door opened.

"Old guy, who are you here to see you?" Xiao Feng turned around and looked at Huo Wu holding the gift and shouted loudly.

The gift was bought at a supermarket halfway, selected by Lin Lin and Huo Wu, and paid by Xiao Feng.

"Who is here?" Old Jing came out of the main house and looked at the location of the gate.

"Grandpa Jing, it's me." Huo Wu jumped and walked quickly towards Mr. Jing: "Grandpa Jing, this is the yellow wine and white wine I bought for you."

"It's Wu'er." Mr. Jing smiled happily when he saw it was Huo Wu.

When Xiao Feng went to school, Huo Tian and Huo Wu ran here every few days, and they were so familiar with Mr. Jing that he couldn't be more familiar with Mr. Jing treated Huo Wu very well, just like his granddaughter.

"Grandpa Jing doesn't lack wine, so don't bring it next time I come." Old Jing kindly touched Huo Wu's head.

Xiao Feng grinned. If someone else touched Miss Huo Wu's head, she would probably have jumped up and scolded her.

"That's different. This is what I respect you." Huo Wu smiled obediently.

Xiao Feng was secretly on the verge of the stomach. Damn, it was obviously the money I spent, but why did you buy it again? It's so shameless!

Lin Lin greeted Mr. Jing with the food, and entered the main house together.

The four of them sat for a while, Lin Lin and Huo Wu went to the kitchen to work, while Xiao Feng and Mr. Jing were chatting in the main house.

"Have Bel called back?" Xiao Feng asked after taking a sip of tea.

Mr. Jing nodded: "Well, she said she went to Japan, but I don't feel like it."

"Ah?" Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment.

"But this is just my guess. Don't worry, her strength is no worse than you, it's okay." Old Jing said, his eyes fell on Xiao Feng's wrist and asked in surprise: "Old Master Huiyue's Buddhist beads?"

Xiao Feng took it off his wrist and handed it to Mr. Jing: "It was he who gave it to me, saying it has the effect of calming the mind. Haha, I tried it and it turned out to be really good."

"The old monk is willing to give you this treasure? It's so strange!" Old Jing was playing with the Buddhist beads, his face full of difficulty.

"Baby? Is it an antique?" Xiao Feng glared at his eyes. Could it be that the old monk is also an antique collector?

Mr. Jing rolled his eyes: "How did you know about antiques? These strings of Buddhist beads are not antiques, but their value is not as different as antiques! Forget it, you don't understand if you tell me." As he said that, he handed the Buddhist beads to Xiao Feng: "You will wear them on your hands every day in the future, which will benefit you a lot."

Xiao Feng put the Buddhist beads back on, and his curiosity became: "What is the origin of these Buddhist beads?"
Chapter completed!