Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher Chapter 83: Leave

The lifelong ambition of this old Jingtan monk is to carry forward the Shaolin Temple, save enough money, and then pay back.

　　 Of course, according to the old monk Jingtan's idea, his return to the vulgar is not called the vulgar, but to practice Buddhism in the world.

　　 Shaolin Temple has been made by the old monk Jingtan in recent years, and the old monk Jingtan himself has become the chairman of the Southern Buddhist Association. However, all this does not stop the old monk Jingtan. Ambition.

　　 He had taken a fancy to Ning Xin'an a long time ago, because he had occasionally talked to the mayor of FJ, Ning Xin'an will be the focus of FJ's development in the next ten years.

　　 It is foreseeable that the land here will definitely be hundreds or even thousands times more expensive than it is now in ten years. If the land here can be taken at this time to build a few temples, if it is necessary to demolition then, the compensation for demolition That's absolutely amazing. Even if you don't demolish and relocate, when the place becomes prosperous, the temple's incense will be flourishing, and then you can speed up the speed of saving money.

　　 Although the idea is very good, but the old nun Huixin reluctantly refused to agree to sell the land.

　　 Seeing that the land destined to be a treasure of feng shui in the future was used as a vegetable garden for growing vegetables, the heart of the old monk Jingtan was bleeding.

　　 He has made several small actions, wanting to take the land, such as threatening Huixin to get them out of the Buddhist Association, but Huixin seems not to be afraid at all, so after many failures, The old monk Jingtan finally found a loophole in Ning Xin'an's contract when it was first built, and then brought the demolition team here to demolish the house. He didn't expect that the city management who seemed to be very prestigious on weekdays would be caught by someone who seemed to be old. The small man was so scared that he couldn't say anything wrong. How could this make Jingtan feel better!

　　 Considering that he is an accomplished monk, Jing Tan coughed slightly.

　　 The urban management team leader heard the coughing, and then remembered that today he had come to forcibly demolished the old monk Jingtan. I can’t say that I walked a few steps to the old monk Jingtan, and then took the old monk Jingtan and said, " Abbot, this house cannot be demolished!"

　　 "Oh? Why? You Chief Wang, but you agreed to me personally." The old monk Jingtan said with unswerving expression.

　　 "Someone won't let it be demolished!"

　　The captain of the urban management team glanced at Zhao Gangrong, and then whispered, "That's an individual king, you can't mess with it!"

　　"The king? Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. In the eyes of our monks, all living beings are equal. How can we not provoke them?" The old monk Jingtan said dissatisfied.

　　 He is also qualified to be dissatisfied. You know, he is the president of the Southern Buddhist Association, and he controls the entire southern Buddhists under his hand. How awesome can you be? It’s not difficult for me to bring a Shaolin 18 bronze figure out and send you to see the Buddha directly. Are you afraid of your personal king?

　　 "Oh, abbot, that person is..."

　　The urban management team leader hadn’t finished speaking, he saw Zhao Gangyu walk up to the front, the urban management team leader hurriedly bent down and said with a smile to Zhao Gangyu, "Brother Zhao Gangyu, let’s go now. Now!"

　　"Amitabha."

　　The old monk Jingtan chanted the chant and said, "Donor, I see a bad omen on your head, I am afraid that there will be a **** disaster recently!"

　　 "You or him are the only omens on your head."

　　Zhao Gangyu gave the old monk Jingtan a white look and said, "I'll show you the face of the Buddhist Association, and you will take your people away immediately, or believe it or not I will throw you out?"

　　"How can the donor speak wild words to the monk!"

　　The old monk Jingtan took a step back in surprise, as if he was afraid that Zhao Gangyu would suddenly hit him, while the few Shaolin masters beside him took a step forward and surrounded the old monk Jingtan.

　　 seemed to feel a certain sense of security, the old monk Jingtan cleared his throat, folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, the benefactor, the poor monk is for the sake of your youth and ignorance, and don’t care about you..."

　　 "I care about your mom!"

　　Zhao Gangju kicked over.

　　 The Shaolin disciples naturally stepped forward to block Zhao Gangrong.

　　Although those people are Lianjiazi, how easy is it to stop Zhao Gangyu with a kick?

　　 Two people were kicked to the ground immediately.

　　 "How can you beat people!" The old monk Jingtan exclaimed in anger.

　　 "What happened to you?"

　　Zhao Gangju took a step forward, knocking down the few remaining Shaolin disciples beside the old monk Jingtan to the ground, and then pulled the robes of the Jingtan, and said, "The ones who wear are like dogs. But what I eat is full of brain fat."

　　 "You, you, you! I'm the president of the Buddhist Association! Do you dare to beat me?"

　　 The old monk Jingtan didn’t expect that Zhao Gangyu was so sharp. He knocked down the monk he carefully cultivated in a few strokes. He quickly wanted to move out of his identity and talk about it. Unexpectedly, Zhao Gangyu didn’t want him at all. .

　　 "What happened to you?"

　　Zhao Gangyu slapped the old monk directly on the head. Don't say it, this head is bright, and it feels very slippery.

　　 "Amitabha, you devil!"

　　 "Pop!"

　　 Zhao Gangyu slapped it again. At this time, Zhao Gangyu used a lot of effort to directly slap the old monk's head red.

　　"Amitabha..."

　　 "Are you again?"

　　Zhao Gangju took another shot.

　　 "Oh! You bastard."

　　 "Pop!"

　　 "Grass, you hit me again and I will kill you!"

　　 "That's how it should be!"

　　 Zhao Gangyu smiled and let go, and said, "You don’t look like a good monk, why do you have to pretend?"

　　 "Amitabha!"

　　The old monk Jingtan saw that Zhao Gangyu released his hand, and quickly backed up a few steps, clasping his hands together, "Donor, you have fallen into the magical way, my Buddha is merciful, as long as you are now...Oh, don't fight!"

　　The old monk didn't say anything, Zhao Gangyu kicked it over, and kicked the old monk back a few meters away, just like a ball.

　　Zhao Gangyu wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the city management team leader.

　　 "Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao!"

　　The captain of the Urban Management Brigade accompanied a smiling face and said, "This Jingtan monk is a guest of Mayor Pan, I will give me a face, don’t beat him!"

　　 "Who are you, I will give you face?" Zhao Gangyu squinted at the captain of the urban management team. He was not a person who likes to bully others, but since the leader of the urban management team dared to help others fake public welfare, then he really had to be good. To bully others, let them look back and dare to bully the people casually.

　　 "Yes, yes, you don't need to give me face, look at what I said, I was wrong, I mean, give Mayor Pan a face!"

　　The captain of the urban management team is not annoyed at all, he is still smiling.

　　 As the saying goes that you don’t hit the smiley people with your hands, Zhao Gangyu frowned slightly, and said, "You guys will get out of here, let me see you here, believe it or not, bury you behind the mountain?"

　　 "Xin Xin Xin, thank you Brother Zhao, thank you!"

　　, the city management team leader, while talking, stepped back and helped the old monk Jingtan up.

　　 The old monk Jingtan wanted to say something, but the captain of the city management team couldn't help but pulled him and ran out of Ning Xin'an.

　　 The few remaining monks and the city management, saw that the leader ran away, so naturally they all followed.

　　A group of menacing people ran away all at once.

　　"Steel bead donor, thank you very much!"

　　 Huixin walked in front of Zhao Gangjun and folded his hands together.

　　 "The abbot is welcome, the wicked have to be grinded by the wicked, I don't know the others, there is still a way to deal with these people." Zhao Gangyu smiled.

　　"The donor is evil in his hands, but not in his heart."

　　 Huixin said.

　　Zhao Gangyu touched his head and said, "Don't say anything, the abbot, and I will float up."

　　 After such a trouble, naturally this morning class can't be continued, and Zhao Gangyu also decided to leave Ningxin'an.

　　Although his strength has not been restored to his best condition, Zhao Gangyu believes that as long as he insists on reading Buddhist scriptures every day and doing his homework, his strength should be restored, and this is the nun's house after all, and he stays here as a man. , It is easy to give people a handle, and it is not good to say it.

　　 So, in the afternoon, Zhao Gangrong went to say goodbye to Huixin.

　　 Huixin didn't keep it, but gave Zhao Gangrong a few sets of Buddhist scriptures that he had cherished for many years. There are many Buddhist scriptures about Huixin's own understanding of the Dharma.

　　 Zhao Gangyu regarded it as a treasure and hid it well before leaving Huixin’s Buddhist room.

　　 Chen Keke and Wu Yaoqin brought Zhao Gangyu to Ning Xin'an's door.

　　 Looking at his daughter and Zhao Gangjun, Wu Yaoqin hesitated, but simply told Zhao Gangjun about the individual, and then turned and left.

　　 "Aren't you going back to the vulgarity?" Zhao Gangyu asked.

　　 "I'm fine here."

　　 Chen Keke said, "When you want to go out someday, let’s go out again."

　　 "That line."

　　Zhao Gangyu nodded and said, "Tiantian and they are talking about you every day!"

　　"I miss them too~IndoMTL.com~Chen Keke said, "I will go out to find them. "

　　 "That line."

　　Zhao Gangyu said, "I'm leaving now."

　　 "Good."

　　 Zhao Gangyu turned around and walked a few steps, turned his head, smiled and said to Chen Keke, "When you take a shower, remember to check if there is anyone in the water."

　　 Chen Keke was taken aback for a moment, and then a face immediately turned red. She looked at Zhao Gangyu angrily and said, "Hate!"

　　 Zhao Gangyu laughed and turned away.

　　 Watching Zhao Gangyu's figure slowly disappear, Chen Keke turned and returned to Ningxin Temple.

　　 "Do you really love him?"

　　Wu Yaoqin walked to Chen Keke's side and asked softly.

　　 "Love or not, it doesn't really matter."

　　 Chen Keke shook his head and said, "Some people, even if they don’t love, can live a lifetime, while some people, even if they love deeply, can’t even see the shadow when looking back, Mom, I’ve let go ."

　　 "Daughter..."

　　Wu Yaoqin held Chen Keke.

　　 Chen Keke patted Wu Yaoqin on the back a few times, and said with a smile, "I have to go to Master's class."

　　 "Do you really plan to... stay here all the time?" Wu Yaoqin asked.

　　 "Maybe one day I want to go out, I will go out."

　　 Chen Keke blinked at Wu Yaoqin, then smiled and walked away.

　　 Looking at her daughter's back, Wu Yaoqin finally realized that her daughter has really grown up.