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Chapter 449: Chapter 449 998 for Three Incenses, How Is It Expensive?
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“Do monks need bodyguards too?”
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Pang Guang suspected he had misheard, but he knew he hadn’t.
How could the boss not have bodyguards by his side when he was running the temple like a company?
The middle-aged monk circled Pang Guang twice and touched his chest.
“Not bad.”
“You have a strong body and a good appearance, and you also know martial arts.11
“This kind of talent is exactly what our temple needs.”
The middle-aged monk nodded repeatedly and asked, “Sir, do you know how to drive?”
“Yes.”
Pang Guang1 s mouth twitched. “Master,” he said, “1 just got out of prison. Are you sure 1 can work here?”
‘ Amitabha.”
The middle-aged monk put his palms together and blessed him.
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“Therers a Buddhist Dharma saying: Put down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha.”
“Sir, you are strong and have a fiery nature. You are fated to be with Buddha.”
As he spoke, the middle-aged monk patted Pang Guang’s shoulder again.
His body was muscular, and his hands were covered in calluses.
It was obvious that he was a martial artist.
Pang Guang was dressed inappropriately and looked like a gangster, proving he was most likely a troublemaker.
This kind of talent was in short supply in the Great Buddhist Temple, and he could not let it go.
A sudden ringtone interrupted the middle-aged monk’s thoughts.
The middle-aged monk lifted his kasaya. He was wearing a suit inside.
“Yes, yes, yes. 1’11 be right there.”
The middle-aged monk took a dark purple phone from his suit pocket and answered it.
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Pang Guang widened his eyes in shock.
If he wasn’t mistaken, rhe one in the monk s hand should be a 14 Pro Max.
“The abbot has asked me to go over and settle some matters. Sirs, why don’t you take a look around the temple?”
“Come back here and wait for me in half an hour.”
“At that time, I will invite the abbot to do rhe final interview for you.”
“Thank you, Master,” Chen Yu said with a smile. “Let’s take a look at the temple first.”
“Dr. Chen, there’s a big problem with this temple,” Pang Guang said seriously after they parted ways.
“Haha.”
“Tell me,” Chen Yu said with a faint smile. “What problem did you discover?”
“This isn’t a fucking temple at all. It’s just a company that’s wearing the skin of a temple.”
“I’ve lived for so long, but this is the first time I’ve seen a temple post a job advertisement online,” Pang Guang complained.
“They’re not hiring monks, too. They’re hiring a bunch of managers and salesmen.”
“No wonder people always say that Buddha doesn’t save the poor. Today, I’ve finally seen for myself what it means.”
Immediately after, Pang Guang asked for the name of the abbot in the temple.
“This name is not good,” Pang Guang said sarcastically when he learned the abbot’s Dharma name was Hui Bing.
“What should he be called, then?” Chen Yu asked with a smile.
“Stewed cakes (Hui Bing) are only worth a few yuan, if you ask me, rhe abbot’s name should be Ferrari.”
“Hahaha…”
Chen Yu couldn’t help bur laugh out loud.
“There’s a show going on over there. Do you want to go and take a look?” Ge asked, pointing at a spot in front of them.
“Alright,”
Pang Guang’s visit here has broadened his horizons and refreshed his worldview.
Hearing that something was fascinating to watch, he walked forward without hesitation.
At the entrance of the Hall of Great Strength, a large group of people gathered around the iron incense burner.
Everyone was noisy and chaotic.
Behind the incense burner stood a bald young monk wearing a kasaya and gold-rimmed glasses.
Facing the criticism and ridicule of the crowd, rhe young monk’s expression was arrogant and completely unmoved.
“Three incense sticks cost 998 yuan. Aren’t you robbing us?”
“I heard that the Great Buddhist Temple is especially effective. We came from all over the province to burn incense, but you won’t let us burn the incense we brought. What kind of logic is this?”
“Three sticks of Buddhist incense as thick as spaghetti cost so much? Is it made of gold or silver?”
“They said that you can receive incense for free. There’s a layer of dust in the box, which is empty inside. Where’s the free incense?”
Everyone spoke one after another, accusing the Great Buddhist Temple of being greedy for money.
The incense sticks they brought were not allowed to be used, so they could only buy the incense sticks designated by the temple.
Three short and thin Buddhist incense sticks were priced at 998 yuan in the Great Buddhist Temple.
“Donors, please calm down,” the young monk said casually. “This temple is doing this for everyone’s good.”
“Burning incense and worshipping Buddha is a devout and solemn matter.
Bringing incense sticks with you will not give you merit.”
“Only by using the Buddhist incense sticks specially made by our temple will the Great Buddha sense it and bless ail believers.”
“After all, the incense sticks coming from outside are impure.”
“Most foreign incense contains poisonous and harmful gases, which will harm the health of the monks in the temple.11
“Moreover, it will destroy the environment and is not conducive to environmental protection.”
The dozens of devotees who had gathered around were all dumbfounded.
Pang Guang muttered, “Aren’t monks chanting scriptures and worshipping
Buddha all for the sake of ascending to the Elysian World and meeting Buddha? Don’t they want their wants and needs to be cleared?”
“The monks here are cleared of many things,” Chen Yu said. “But not their pockets.”
“Pang Guang, have you watched Journey to the West?”
“I have.”
Pang Guang replied.
“If you have time, watch the first episode of Journey to the West again and skip to the last episode, 29 minutes and 43 seconds.”
“I guarantee there will be a surprise.”
On the other side, whether it was the devout believers or the worshippers who had come because of the temple’s reputation, they were all shocked by the young monk’s words.
The young monk said that burning incense from the outside would destroy the environment and affect the monks’ health in rhe temple.
It was somewhat similar to the many schools’ excuses forbidding students from ordering takeout with the excuse that it was detrimental to their health. At this moment, an old man staggered out of the crowd.
“Everyone, you’ve misunderstood the monk. The incense sold in the temple is not ordinary Buddhist incense.”
“It’s made by masters using eighty-one kinds of rare materials. They even have to use their virtuous energy to enhance it.”
“It has gone through countless processes to provide it to everyone.”
“Three Buddhist incense sticks that guarantee to work only cost 998 yuan. I don’t think it’s expensive at all.”
The old man claimed to be a worshipper of the Great Buddhist Temple and had come here to burn incense and worship Buddha for decades.
Many years ago, the old man suffered from high blood pressure and various diseases of old age.
He was about to leave this world at any time.
Ever since he came to the Great Buddhist Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, his waist was not sore, his legs did not hurt, and he walked with strength.
All the problems in his body disappeared without a trace.
“I’ve been burning incense and worshipping Buddha here for decades. How can
1 not know if the self-made incense sticks in the temple work or not?”
“998 yuan for three incense sticks. How is that expensive? It’s been at this price for so many years.”
“If not for the incense from the Great Buddhist Temple, 1 would have died of illness long ago.”
“All of you say that the Great Buddhist Temple sells incense to earn money.
Why don’t you reflect on yourselves?”
“Instead of looking for problems with yourself, you claimed that the temple is collecting money for greed.”
“Compared to the various blessings that the Great Buddhist Temple has brought you, is 998 yuan really expensive?”
“It’s clearly you guys who don’t work hard. Why do you have to find an objective reason?”
“Sigh…”
The old man spoke righteously, and the young monk was so moved that his eyes teared up..
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