Chapter 732 Everyone Is a Good Person (3,000 Words)

Master Heiwuchang was really impatient.

After returning home, Taro Iizuka was still wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. He first bowed to the enshrined Buddha, and then pondered about the power station.

The time given by Mr. Hei Wuchang was too tight. How could a suitable power station be found so quickly after only seven days of events.

Gritting his teeth and thinking about it, Taro Iizuka called his personal secretary: "How is the preparation of the hydropower station in the Hokuriku area?"

"Huh? Don't you need to look for it in Nanmizhou or Malai?" The secretary pondered for a while, with a slightly troubled expression on his face, "If it's in the Hokuriku area, we need to wait a few days for scheduling and other aspects of work, because it involves... "

Iizuka Taro frowned, and the momentum developed by the top wealthy family pressed on the secretary: "As soon as possible! It's not too late."

"Yes Yes."

Ishizaki Junhei's resurrection made Iizuka Taro's heart very hot. Heiwuchang's resurrection of Ishizaki Junhei is definitely for himself. As long as he has a good relationship with Heiwuchang, then resurrection after death is such a great thing...

Rubbing the skin that was engraved with the curse mark by Hei Wuchang, Iizuka Taro seemed to see the beautiful scene of himself becoming an immortal politician. After the secretary left in a hurry, he said piously to the curse mark: "Master Hei Wuchang, I will definitely finish your job as soon as possible." Said task."

Now the prime minister on the stage is not weak. In a few days, he will become the cabinet minister with the longest tenure in the island country, but what about the longest tenure? The biggest winner in politics is living the longest in this way.

The pharmacist Tathagata enshrined in the room closed his eyes and said nothing, inadvertently reprimanding the devout believer in front of him.

"You can't forget Tathagata." Heiwuchang chanted for a while, and Taro Iizuka saw the enshrined statue of Medicine Master Tathagata, his face twitched, and then he realized how rude he had done in front of the Buddha.

The atmosphere of Buddhism in the island country is strong, and it is normal to enshrine Buddha statues in the homes of important people. Besides, the giant Buddha incident in Osaka has just passed. Although Buddhism is not extraordinary in cooperation with the government, no one can deny that there is no Buddha in the world. There really are gods and Buddhas.

Anyway, believe a little bit, so that it will not seem abrupt to embrace the Buddha and retreat in the end.

"Disciple was really rude just now." He bowed and saluted to Medicine Master Tathagata, but seeing the expression of neither happy nor smiling, Iizuka Taro still didn't know what to do. He just stood up from the ground and stepped to the house Outside the mansion.

Such an apology does not seem sincere enough. If you want the Buddha to forgive you still need to take more practical actions.

The driver who has worked at Iizuka's house for an unknown number of years has already been sitting in the car. Several drivers have been working in shifts for 24 hours waiting for the order of the owner. Taro Iizuka, who is sitting in the back row, straightened his appearance: "Go to Xifuku Temple .”

The driver nodded in a deep voice, and started steadily with the ignition: "Yes."

Saifuku-ji Temple is an ancient temple in Setagaya District. It was established a long time ago. It is dedicated to the Yakushi Tathagata of Iizuka's family. Although it seems that the temple does not show mountains and dews, in fact, every temple and shrine established in the core area has a relationship with Tokyo celebrities. a little relationship.

What's more, the temple abbots were considered celebrities hundreds of years ago. Although they are a little inferior now, they are all local tyrants.

This is exactly the case with Xifuji Temple. It is a temple of the famous Shingon sect of Buddhism, which has been passed down for hundreds of years. Even the trees planted in the temple have a certain background.

"Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."

The monks in the temple recite scriptures piously, and many believers sit on chairs and bow their heads to recite along with them. These are the temple’s benefactors, and all support fees after death must be paid from them.

The cheap one is one million, the expensive one is tens of millions, and the management fee will be paid every year.

In the small side room behind the main hall, the abbot Matsuoka is sitting on the ground, with fragrant tea steaming from the small chopping board in front of him, and the abbot is wearing cassock and glasses to relax his eyebrows and eyes.

"Abbot Matsuoka, this is a good deed for the country and the people, and it is also a good deed that my Buddhist disciples should do."

The handsome monk didn't move the teacup in front of him, he lowered his head seriously and stated the strange things that happened in the homeless group.

There are versions of the disappearance stories heard from the homeless community, and there are also reasonable speculations by the monk himself.

"Master, don't be in a hurry, you should raise your head first." Abbot Matsuoka sipped his tea and said with a smile, "You mean that many homeless people disappeared for no reason, and the police didn't accept them, right?"

"Yes." The monk really doesn't have the heart to drink tea, even the most fragrant tea leaves are tasteless in his mouth at this moment.

The number of homeless people disappearing is increasing day by day, and the number of disappearances has reached a terrible level. Where have these people gone? What the monk didn't say clearly was that when he was investigating the disappearance case, several special personnel came to him secretly and ordered him not to pursue it further.

He said they were special personnel, but the monk knew that these people were all public security police who were secretly monitoring him.

Prisoners like myself who organize to crash into the Imperial Palace, even if they are released, will definitely be on the public security watch list. The intelligence department can continue to monitor a person until the other person dies. I am afraid that the public security police can approach him to issue a warning.

Does the disappearance of the tramp have anything to do with the government?

The monk has an exquisite heart, and the hairs all over his body stand up when he thinks about it for a while. If the disappearance of the homeless man is led by the government or the government is behind the push, what kind of ending will he continue to explore? The disappearance of a tramp, and the disappearance of a slightly famous monk is not a big deal.

There will be danger to life, disappearance, and death.

Back off?

of course not!

The handsome monk raised his brows and his eyes sparkled.

Swing the knife into the mist, cut off the three coatings!

"If it's just a few young monks, it's hard to get the government to pay attention to this matter. I hope that Abbot Matsuoka can give a little help. Now that the world has a Buddha coming to the world, it's just the right time."

The monk knows that Xifu Temple does not show its mountains and dews, but in fact there are high-level figures behind it. If Xifu Temple can be persuaded to take action, maybe things will turn around.

It's just that the abbot of Xifu Temple didn't reply after drinking a cup of tea, but frowned tightly as if he was very embarrassed.

His eyes, which reassured countless believers, were filled with compassion, and he said after a long time in embarrassment: "This... our small temple can't help much, besides, our Buddhist Pure Land should not participate in official affairs. Well, the world is chaotic, and the Pure Land of Buddhism must stick to the original mind, eliminate old karma according to circumstances, let alone create new calamities."

Because with a few words and a few words, Xifu Temple is forced to stand out, and the family has a big career, so you have to be more careful. It is better to leave the government to do things like Purdue the common people! It would be great if Xifu Temple can purify their own property!

New calamity?

The monk was angry from his heart, how could it be said that saving people was a disaster, but in order to save people, he still forcibly suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart.

The monk continued to beg for a long time, but the abbot of Xifu Temple still refused in embarrassment, bluntly saying that he was just an ordinary small temple and could not help at all.

"It's time to eat, mage, please stay and let me wait for a treat." Looking at the time on the clock, the abbot Matsuoka felt a little upset. This wandering monk actually spent two hours in the temple.

"Ah, no." The monk stood up and bowed his hands together, "I still have some things to do."

"Then let the old monk take you to the main gate."

"What a bother."

Standing behind the main entrance and watching the handsome monk leave, Abbot Matsuoka called Amitabha.

"Master, which temple's mage is that monk..."

A disciple approached Abbot Matsuoka and asked that he was in his early thirties, much younger than both Abbot Matsuoka and the handsome monk.

"Which monastery?" Abbot Matsuoka murmured this question, and he didn't know which monastery the wandering monk was from.

It's just that after wandering around Tokyo for many years, all the temples know the existence of this handsome monk. Although Tokyo is large and there are many temples, they have all been measured by this wandering monk with his feet. I don't know any faction.

"Then he is really a weirdo." The disciple shook his head in doubt, and seriously prepared vegetarian food for the faithful men and women.

Abbot Matsuoka was also about to leave, but after answering the phone call, he immediately stood upright at the gate of the temple: "Hi Yi, haha, yes."

"Hurry up and let the brothers and sisters tidy up their grooming, the big man... a believer is coming!" Abbot Matsuoka corrected his slip of the tongue, no matter whether it is a big man or a small man, they are all believers, there is no difference, there is no difference!

A custom-made black Lexus walked slowly on the street. Although it was not exaggerated enough to hang the national flag, the vehicles on the road subconsciously gave way when they saw the high-end Lexus.

The handsome monk walked along the road for a while, but he still had irritability and worries that could not be resolved. He was a little angry and wanted to kick the electric pole with his shoes, but the monk immediately put his foot down again as soon as he lifted his foot.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, the electric poles are innocent, the electric poles are innocent." The handsome monk lowered his head and enlightened himself a few times, "Don't be angry."

After persuading himself in this way until his mentality was stable, the handsome monk put his palms together and said to the electric pole: "Amitabha, benefactor, I am really sorry, but the little monk actually took his anger out on you just now."

Passers-by looked solemnly at the way the monk saluted to the telegraph pole.

This is 100% because someone died next to the electric pole, so the monk came to save him.

"Amitabha, Amitabha." A housewife with a vegetable basket swayed and hurried past, and the others followed suit.

"What's wrong?" The handsome monk apologized and looked around blankly. Why do passers-by bow to the electric poles?

"Did anyone die here?" He raised his eyes and looked at the three or four-story electric poles, and the monk simply recited the mantra of rebirth.

The neighbors around are really kind people. After passing by this place after the accident, I haven't forgotten to respect the dead souls.

If everyone has such qualities, why not worry about the harmony of the world.

Just as the monk sighed, the black Lexus slowly stopped.

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