Otherworldly Merchant

In the middle of the night, bald old man knocked on my door. When I opened the door, I found the bald old man sweating, his expression twisted, his hands pressed against his ears, and he was in pain.

I know, it must be the chanting again in his ear...

I took a deep breath and hurried to help the bald old man sit down, then laughed and asked, “Sir, is it a headache? ”

“Bullshit. ”

“Would you agree if I bought your health for $100,000 now?” I asked.

“Are you blackmailing me?” He stared at me with a dead eye.

I waved quickly: "Of course not. It's just an example. ”

“Yes!” said the bald old man, silent for a long time and finally biting his teeth.

“Well, how much did you charge for dinner tonight? I'll pay you back.” I said, "Just think of it as paying for peace of mind. ”

The bald old man shouted angrily, "You eavesdropping on me? How do you know I took the money? ”

I smiled and said, "It was Buddha's beads who told me. Buddha's Pearl is home to a noble monk, who can watch you at any time. ”

The bald old man immediately stood still and glanced around in panic: "Where...? How come I didn't see it? You must be ignoring me, right? ”

I shrugged, “I don't have to ignore you, I'm just doing it for your own good. If I'm going to ignore you, how about I just make up a story that you can convince me of? You don't have to be so upset. ”

Finally, the bald old man said with dismay: "Take 200,000 from my card and send it to this address! ”

After that, the bald old man took a card out of his arms and wrote me an address: "Remember, keep it a secret and don't let anyone see you. ”

I laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'll follow the address."

In a luxury villa, I met a fat, over-the-ear charterer who looked like he'd just had some intense exercise with a girl and was sweating his head off.

When I put the money on the table, he panicked and asked me what was going on. Isn't the mayor scarce?

I said it wasn't too little, the mayor was already aware. You people, wake up early, don't do any more chicken touching dogs.

After that, he turned around and left the foreman in a stunned position.

When he got back, the bald old man definitely stopped having headaches and even watched TV leisurely. When I found out I was back, my relaxed look immediately turned cold: “How'd it go? ”

“Do as you're told. ”

“Well, actually, if you don't tell me today, I'm going to give it back. It's just that on that occasion, I couldn't refuse him, otherwise I wouldn't give him face...” said the bald old man.

I rushed to say that it was, and I knew in my heart, sir, that you didn't have to say much.

He snorted, saying that you just need to know what's on your mind, and then went back to bed beautifully.

Over the next few days, the bald old man turned down a lot of restaurants in front of me. I don't know if he truly repents or pretends to be just like me.

After about half a month, the bald old man kept his peace and diligence, and my ‘healing’ was immediate. He had had enough sleep for half a month and could no longer hear the monks reading the scriptures.

After work this day, the bald old man came to me and said that he had completely repented and rehabilitated himself. He was deeply guilty of his previous crimes. The Buddha Bead thing, it's pretty much settled, isn't it?

I laughed and said there should be no problem as long as you keep going.

The bald old man sighed long, patted me on the shoulder and said with a long heart: “The last few days with you have been the most solid day of my life. I'll take this as a lesson, and be a good officer in the future! ”

I said that with a smile. I am really tired and tired of following you. I go back to business. As long as you are old and clean, you will not be bothered by Buddhist sounds in the future.

I thought it was really all right this time, but I didn't expect the old guy to start messing around again.

One night, two or three days after leaving bald old man Jomo, a middle-aged man suddenly rushed into the store with two policemen beside him.

I was frightened by this war. I asked him why.

The middle-aged man dragged me into the room and looked at me with a cannibalistic eye: "Didn't you say that the mayor would never be bothered by Buddhist sounds again? He heard those monks reading the scriptures last night, and now he's been tortured for cerebral hemorrhage, and he's lying in the intensive care unit, and who's to blame for that? ”

I was dumb and laughed, and the old man must have itched again.

But this middle-aged man came from gunpowder, and now he's in the middle of nowhere, and it's me who loses.

So I tried to suppress my inner anger, and I said, "Here's the deal! You take me to see the old man, I have to understand the whole story first. ”

The middle-aged man immediately took me to the City People's Hospital.

By the time we got there, the bald old man was out of danger, living in the VIP ward.

After seeing me, he was in a hurry and slowed down for a long time before breathing.

I laughed so hard, I thought, "Why didn't the official die?" That way I'll have a lot less trouble.

The bald old man asked: "I... I did exactly what you asked me to do, why... why not? ”

I took a deep breath and took a look at the middle-aged man and said, "You go out first, I have a few words with the old man. ”

The middle-aged man looked at me suspiciously, but eventually, on the orders of the bald old man, he walked out of the ward.

I pulled a chair and sat down in front of the bald old man: "Are you sure you haven't done anything wrong? ”

“I... I swear, I never did.” The bald old man gambled.

I stared him dead in the eye and pulled the beads out of his pocket.

The moment I saw the Buddha Beads, the bald old man instantly excited: “You... didn't you say the Buddha Beads could not be found? How did you find it again? ”

I laughed, in fact, the first night I lived at the bald old man's house, I had followed the instructions of the old monk to find the Buddha's beads. But I didn't hand over the beads, because I knew that once I handed them over, the bald old man would destroy them.

Since I have broken justice before, then this justice is naturally compensated by me, so I have no trouble bringing the Buddha beads with me, I hope he can truly repent!

However, it appears that he has not been tortured enough.

“You give me the beads.” The bald old man said excitedly, "I've got a way with it. ”

“Hmm?” So I put the beads in my ear and pretended to listen to the voices in the beads. After a moment, I gave Buddha's beads to the bald old man and said: "It told me that you were going to destroy it...”

Bald old man's hands shivered and Buddha's beads immediately fell to the ground.

I picked up the Buddha's beads again, pointing to the blood I had applied to them beforehand, and said: "It tells me that you will have a bloodshed in recent days, that justice is in your heart, and that it is useless to destroy him. ”

The bald old man closed his eyes in despair: "So what does he want? ”

“It's not about Buddha beads anymore, it's about you.” I said, "Only full penance can redeem oneself. ”

“I get it.” Bald old man's decadent eyes look at the ceiling: “Go away, I know what to do...”

I nodded and left, and I naturally took the Buddha's beads.

I hope he's really awake!

A few days later, Li Mazi told me that the bald old man's secretary had been arrested because he was hiding from the bald old man and had collected a lot of stolen money, which had been reported by a mystery man.

I was dumb, no wonder the bald old man had vowed to confiscate the money and had done so with the help of his secretary.

He felt that the tip-off should work, but Skynet was back in the loose, and Buddha Beads noticed it.

Shortly afterwards, the bald old man turned himself in and told him all about his crimes before, clean and even involved a large number of cadres of officials, causing a lot of turmoil in the city's official yard.

Later I went to see the bald old man, and found that the bald old man was more radiant than before, and people were much more spiritual, and the whole person was full of vitality.

It's completely different from the old man who used to beat up his mouth all day long.

The first question I asked was, why did you turn yourself in?

The bald old man smiled, “Because I dreamed of the tall monk you were talking about. ”

I was surprised, so I asked what the monk had said.

The bald old man sighed: “He only asked me one question. What kind of life do I want? I told him I wanted a simple life. I had nothing to do with drinking tea and playing chess, staying away from the official field, taking a break when I was tired, raising some flowers and grass when I had enough to make a friend or two. ”

“Then he told me that none of this money could buy, and that one of my hearts had been blinded by money. ”

“When I woke up, the guilt in my heart was much stronger, and my head was filled with the words of a high priest. I was not happy until a few days ago, so I resolutely called the Disciplinary Commission..."

“I obviously feel a lot more relaxed when I say a little bit about the sin that's on my mind. Although I live in jail now, I have lived every day and I feel like I have never felt so comfortable in my life. ”

The bald old man looked at me and gave me a flat smile.

And then, by chance, I knew where the beads were coming from.

During the Southern Song Dynasty, there was a strange monk, the French name Taoji. This monk is crazy every day. He drinks and eats meat and dries everything. He also bears the name: The meat passes through the intestines and the Buddha stays in his heart. He was kicked out of the temple.

But he was aware of human suffering, and every time the clouds swam to a place, he helped the local people to solve their difficulties, and he loved to hold onto them.

The people saw the Doge monk as they saw the living Buddha, greedy - the officials saw the Doge monk as they saw the snake scorpion, and over time, the people called him the "Jeong Living Buddha."

And the beads of Buddha in Ji Gong's hand are called justice.

Each of us lives in the heart of a Jigong Buddha, who can do good deeds and do good deeds to deserve his heart.