Qinglian Ancient Temple is located among the mountains, with a winding path leading directly to the temple gate.
It was built during the reign of Renzong of the Song Dynasty. Emperor Jianwen of the Ming Dynasty once took refuge here. Later, Emperor Yongle took the throne. Perhaps he felt guilty for stealing the throne from his nephew, so he ordered the Qinglian Ancient Temple to be rebuilt, and asked the literati who groaned in pain to write inscriptions and poems, etc. , the incense was at its peak.
Later, in the late Ming Dynasty, Li Xiangjun, a talented girl among the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai, disguised herself as a man and wrote a poem on the upper column to compose new poems and talk about sorrow.
The dog man and woman actually conveyed their love through words and it became a good story.
Bah, the holy land of Buddhism has become a medium for men and women to secretly communicate about music. It made the Buddha so angry that he almost committed suicide.
In the early Qing Dynasty, the Qinglian Ancient Temple began to wither away incense. During the Republic of China, it was completely unknown. Until now, it can’t even be found on the map.
That winding little road was created by a big boss who brought his company employees to the Miluo River near Qinglian Temple for a group barbecue. He found the beautiful scenery and clear water to be a good place for camping and camping, so he paid for the road to be built.
The original budget did not include repairing the temple. It was a holy place of Buddhism, and the big boss did not dare to disturb it. Businessmen believed this, but the contractor of the construction team was a Buddhist. When he saw a thousand-year-old temple at first sight, he started working on the main project. Cutting corners and cutting corners, a dirt road was dug out of nowhere, and it was all sorted out by accident.
The Maserati president was driving on the bumpy road, and the chassis rubbed against the ground from time to time, making a sound that made Jiang Yuan feel heartbroken.
It's really heartbreaking.
Originally, the monk's powder made from unknown herbs was very effective in stopping bleeding, and the gunshot wounds recovered quickly. However, after bumping on this broken road for more than half an hour, it suddenly cracked due to the bumps, causing secondary injuries.
Jiang Yuan, who was a little sleepy, screamed in pain.
"This boy has a tenacious vitality and a strong spiritual power that has never been seen before."
The monk made a comment, and Jiang Yuan was so angry that he had the urge to break the curse. You'd be shot and bumped to try. Yun Yue'er was so frightened that he kept threatening Jiang Yuan with cold eyes and threats of salary deductions. Q.
Entering the temple, you will see a majestic main hall, but unfortunately the incense has faded, which is very sad.
"There is only a poor monk in the temple, and the guest room is not cleaned. The two donors need to clean it themselves. We are destined, and the accommodation fee is not more than yours. This amount."
The monk held out a finger.
"I understand, I understand, one person is ten thousand a day. For the two of us, the amount for one week is one hundred and forty thousand. One, four, one, four, death or death, the homophone is not nice. Let's do this, master, I will give you fifteen Wan, how is it?"
After Yun Yue'er finished speaking, she couldn't help but grab the payment code hanging on the monk's chest.
"Alipay received 150,000 yuan!"
"You..." The monk glared. In fact, he was shocked by the rich woman's inhumanity. He originally meant a hundred dollars a day, but he still pretended to be angry and said: "Just this once, don't bargain next time."
After saying that, he looked around and said: "Cultivation is self-cultivation. If the limbs are not diligent and the grains are not separated, how can it be considered practice? That's all. Let the poor monk clean the guest room for the two donors. You can freely observe and enjoy in the temple. Buddha’s baptism.”
Well, as soon as the price changed, the service level went up. It seems that not only money can make ghosts grind, money can also make monks clean guest rooms.
After the monk walked away, Jiang Yuan said sadly: "Yun Yue'er, are you stupid? Three hundred and eighty thousand yuan was transferred to nine hundred and eighty thousand yuan. As a delivery boy who struggles with a few cents of subsidy every day, it's really... I want to slap you twice, are you mentally retarded?"
He was a little angry and stopped calling him "boss" and called him by his first name.
Yun Yue'er didn't care and said, "Xiao Jiangzi, do you know why you are poor? The pattern, the pattern is too small."
"You have a big plan. The monk said it was 100 yuan a day for accommodation. You gave me 10,000 yuan a day. That is my monthly salary. If you give me 10,000 yuan a day, I promise to lick you until you feel comfortable." Accepted." Jiang Yuan said angrily.
"Ten thousand a month? Who negotiated the salary for you? Isn't this nonsense? None of my subordinates start at an average of 300,000 a month. Ten thousand a month is way below my level." Yun Yue'er said suspiciously .
"Three...three hundred thousand?" Jiang Yuan was stunned.
"Isn't that true? Otherwise, you think I call them dogs at every turn and they don't even dare to let go? That's just for the sake of money." Yun Yue'er said with a sideways glance.
The case has been solved, no wonder Xue Qian said that deducting two thousand from her salary would not hurt her.
"But Xue Qian said her salary is only one hundred thousand." Jiang Yuan asked again.
"There's nothing wrong with it. The basic salary is 100,000, but if your employees work for you, won't they be paid overtime? Are you not given transportation subsidies? Subsidy for phone bills. You use your brain at work, but there's no mental wear and tear fee? If your shoes are worn out when you walk, there must be no shoe wear and tear fee. ?" Yun Yue'er said richly.
Jiang Yuan was stunned. I can do this kind of work until my last breath. I really don’t understand the world of rich people. Damn Fatty Feng. I thought I had eaten 40,000 yuan, but I didn’t expect that I had eaten 20 yuan. Ninety thousand, wait until I get back to settle the accounts for you.
"But the accommodation fee of 10,000 yuan for your one-day stay is too much." Jiang Yuan said angrily.
Yun Yue'er said mysteriously: "Come here."
Jiang Yuan stretched out the dog's head, and a fragrance of virginity entered his nostrils. Jiang Yuan couldn't help but take a deep breath. Yun Yue'er's pretty face turned red, but she pretended not to notice it.
"Do you know how much a home invasion master costs? Starting at five million a month, I can get the protection of a home invasion master for ten thousand yuan a day. Do you think I am losing money or making a profit?"
Yun Yue'er's lips were almost touching his ears, and a tickling warm wind made Jiang Yuan's ears feel numb.
"So, smart hunters often appear in the form of prey. Young people, learn to learn and expand the pattern. Don't be a miser. Learn to use money to bring you the greatest benefit. I will give it to you for free. If you just put it on the guise of a training class, I can earn millions from selling the classes, do you understand?"
The monk turned around and walked outside the woodshed, took a broom, scratched his bald head, and frowned: "So, poor monks are the ones who have little social experience? Could it be that poor monks move around less in the world, and the pattern is smaller?" But the poor monk is in the supernatural power realm, but the poor monk also said that the female donor is not allowed to bargain, and she cannot break her promise to get rich, but how can she quietly hint that I am in the supernatural power realm?"
The monk was so worried that he scratched his bald head until it bled.
forecourt.
Jiang Yuan leaned against a pillar and basked in the sun to heal his wounds. The master said that the sun and calcium supplements can promote the healing of wounds.
Yun Yue'er climbed to the roof of the temple and held up a mobile phone to find a signal.
"Yun Yue'er, what are you doing?" Jiang Yuan shouted at the woman who went to the house to reveal the tiles.
"We are safe, so of course we need to find a signal to call for support." Yun Yue'er said.
"Come down quickly. You are a very smart man. Are your breasts too big? They cover up some aspects of your IQ. Come down." Jiang Yuan said speechlessly.
Whoosh!
Yun Yue'er flashed to Jiang Yuan's side like a ghost, stared at him, and said, "Xiao Jiangzi, I thank you for your compliment for having big breasts. I don't recognize you for being brainless."
Jiang Yuan squinted at her as if she was mentally retarded and said, "Where did you call for support?"
"Headquarters? Is there a problem?"
"Haha, no problem, but doesn't the mole also know our whereabouts?"
"But the mole doesn't dare to take action anymore, and we are safe, right?"
"Stupid, stupid woman."
Jiang Yuan was too lazy to beat around the bush with her. This woman was really smart about some things, but she was too stupid in other ways. It seemed that God was fair.
"If you do this, contact one of your most trusted cronies, come to Qinglian Temple, and talk to him face-to-face. Don't leak the news that we are alive. Let the cronies go back and observe to see who is searching for us the hardest, do you understand?" Jiang A long way.
Yun Yue'er's eyes lit up and she said, "I understand, let's see who is the most loyal to me, and then go back and give him a bonus."
Jiang Yuan's face darkened and he said: "Of course the loyal subordinates care about the bonus, but the mole cares more about our life and death. We won't see people when we are alive, and we won't see our bodies when we die. The mole may not reveal his flaws for a short time, but our life and death are... There was a sword hanging over his head, and he couldn't sleep or eat well if he couldn't get the exact news of his death."
Yun Yue'er was so enlightened that she laughed wildly with her hands on her hips regardless of her appearance, and rubbed Jiang Yuan's cheek as hard as Mei Chaofeng's Jiuyin White Bone Claw was fully developed.
"I, Yun Yue'er, can control Jiang Yuan, just like Liu Che can control Sima Qian!"
"..." Jiang Yuan's eyelids twitched wildly. Wasn't Sima Qian castrated by Liu Che? At the moment, I didn't feel happy about being appreciated by my boss. I just felt a little inexplicable cold in my crotch.
at dusk.
A trace of the setting sun hung in the sky like blood.
The monk cooked some vegetarian dishes for the two of them and ate them wholeheartedly. The monk glanced at the sunset, then suddenly stretched out his hand towards Jiang Yuan and said, "Bring it here."
Jiang Yuan was stunned and said, "What to take?"
The monk frowned and said: "You are a fool, the little mute tells you to carry it with you, practice at sunrise and sunset, absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and get twice the result with half the effort."
Jiang Yuan suddenly reacted and said, "It turns out you were coerced by the little mute!"
"Entrustment, not coercion." The monk said harshly.
Jiang Yuan didn't care about these details. He was an extremely smart person. The little mute had no ill intentions towards him. He didn't understand the little mute's departure before. But as the background of the revival of spiritual energy appeared, he vaguely guessed that he and the little mute might not be the same. There will be no day to see each other again, but maybe that day will be the day after I stepped on the bones and bones to ascend to the throne.
Jiang Yuan was a little tired, Bao Bao was just a delivery boy!
He took out the "Animal Play" from his body and handed it to the monk.
The monk looked at it twice, threw it back on the table, and said: "Yes, it is an excellent technique, very invincible. After practicing it, you can predict the enemy's opportunity. You must know that you can predict the enemy's opportunity and kill the enemy across the border in just a moment." "
Jiang Yuan and Yun Yue'er's eyes lit up, good stuff.
"Master, don't you practice?" Jiang Yuan asked. He was a little unsure whether the technique was overbearing. He was afraid of danger and wanted to find someone to explore the way.
"When a poor monk kills someone, you don't need to anticipate the enemy's opportunity. If the poor monk takes action, the enemy will have no chance to take action." The monk said casually.
Oh, what a crazy monk.
Jiang Yuan and Yun Yue'er looked at each other.
"Well, Master, do you value Geng?" Jiang Yuan couldn't help but look at the money-greedy monk.
"I'm a poor monk, I'm twenty-eight years old, what's wrong?" the monk asked.
"Bah, you're a little monk who doesn't have all his hair. He's never tasted a woman. How can he sound so crazy?" Jiang Yuan took a sip.
I was sweating secretly in my heart. This monk was very powerful. He couldn't understand his temper and temperament. He simply showed a dazed look. Let's see how he reacts. With the amulet of the little mute, it shouldn't be... Will kill himself.
