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Chapter 432 People are alive, but the money is gone!

For a while, the old abbot fell into deep thought... What the hell, do I have a certificate or not? ?

Lao Tzu has been worrying about the temple for decades, so he can't be a fake monk, right?

Seeing the old monk lost in thought, Wang Xuan blinked, feeling a bit confused for a while, so he never thought that this old bald thief might be a fake monk...

"Show me, I can't remember, do I have a certificate!" The old abbot raised his head and looked at Wang Xuan in a daze.

Wang Xuan was taken aback, and handed over the roster, the old monk dared to take it and looked through it, once again, no... read it again... still nothing, it's over, damn it, I turned out to be a fake monk...

Wang Xuan also poked his head over to look at it. Seeing the old monk flipping through it again and again, he couldn't help but look at the old monk with some pity. He stayed in the temple all his life and worked hard all his life. In the end, he was still a fake, which is really embarrassing. , Even though the old monk was not pleasing to the eye, Wang Xuan felt some sympathy, and he comforted him: "Old bald thief, you are a fake monk, you are suspected of illegally becoming a monk and pretending to be a monk, come with me Well, you have the right to remain silent, but what you say will be testified in court!"

The face of the old monk changed drastically, let alone other things, just because the news that Abbot Nan Shaomu is a fake monk spreads, it will cause a lot of trouble, and Shaomu Temple's thousand-year reputation will be destroyed! ?

No, absolutely not!
"I must have a certificate. My Shaomu Temple's thousand-year reputation must not be damaged!" The old abbot stared at Wang Xuan, his eyes were full of firmness, and an unshakable will emanated from his eyes.

"Snapped!"

Wang Xuan slapped the old monk's bald forehead, "Why do you have to, who are you with!?"

This slap not only hit the head of the old abbot, but also hit the heads of more than 300 monks around him. For a while, the atmosphere was extremely depressing. Obviously, they all heard the conversation over there. It's a fake monk, and even the abbot is a fake!
"Oh." The abbot covered his forehead, the corners of his mouth twitched in anger, he wanted to resist but had no confidence, so he ignored the pain and shame, looked at Wang Xuan and said, "Mr. Wang, tell me, how can I give it to you?" The personnel in the temple will handle the ultimatum."

"Hey, that's right, what to say directly, I hate people beating me around." Wang Xuan nodded and smiled, "The state owns the state law, and the family has family rules, but... legal principles are nothing more than human feelings, but after so many years Monk, it’s a pity to be arrested and reformed through labor because you don’t have a certificate, so let me make an exception and give you a chance.”

After hearing Wang Xuan's words, the old monk also showed a smile, "Amitabha, thank you Mr. Wang."

"But I don't know what conditions are needed."

"Yeah, this favor is also love, I want to give it to you, it's just the money!"

"When was my Shaomu Temple short of money? How much do you want? Tell me..." The old abbot suddenly froze as he spoke. He saw a group of people carrying boxes from the secret storehouse, and he recognized them immediately. , that was his box of gold and silver in Shaomu Temple, and suddenly... the heart to cry.

The most tragic thing in the world is that people are alive but money is gone! !
"Look, you guys are out of money, not even enough to pay a fucking fine, don't you understand!"

To the old monk's ears, Wang Xuan's laughter sounded like the howling of hell devils, it was so ear-piercing.

"Well, I won't force you. I like to convince people with virtue. The abbot pays 5000 taels, and ordinary monks pay 2000 taels. You can choose as many people as you want."

"But, I, we have no money!" The abbot cried with a mournful face.

"Fart, no money, who is fooling you, you still have more than 4 acres of land, there are so many shops, houses, and there are four fucking oil-pressing workshops, you tell me that you have no money, believe it or not I will send troops to seize your properties right now!"

The old abbot took a step back in fright, he hated Wang Xuan almost to death, and would send out an army every now and then, so we can't say anything else, the old man used the army to talk about things, don't you get tired of it!

If it was in other provinces, the old abbot would never be afraid. He knew what the guards in other provinces looked like. Two years ago, the guards in Fujian were also corrupt. No one would dare to say what the army was like. Well, with the influence of their Buddhist sect among the people, any little trick can set off a rebellion, who dares to provoke them!
But what the hell is Fujian, the [-] army is absolutely elite, the whole place is run in one piece, and now you can't even find a bandit cottage. As for instigating rebellion, you can only hehe, this devil He wished that someone would come out to rebel against that... just to ransack the family and exterminate the clan, and wipe out the local stubborn forces.

The old abbot was really at a loss. He couldn't beat him, he couldn't say anything, he didn't dare to do small tricks, he was like a fish on the chopping board, how to kill it all depended on the mood of the devil.

"Okay, okay, I'll think about it, I'll think about it." All kinds of thoughts swirled in my mind, and finally the old abbot sighed, he could only give in, and had no choice but to use those contacts who had become vulgar before.

Every few years, Shaomu Temple has a group of people who return to vulgarity and take root in various parts of Fujian. This is also a way for them to go deep into the local area and expand their influence and control. Of course, there are also many people who have been in the temple for generations. To be a monk, you can return home after a certain age.

It is also a way for them to maintain their relationship with Buddhism. This is tantamount to a network. Putian Nanshaomu is the main hub, and the families that have returned to the vulgar are the branch points. They are connected with each other and form a hidden force shrouded in Fujian.

"Yes, think about it." Wang Xuan put his arms around the old monk's neck and whispered in his ear: "Tell me, you monks, what do you want so much money for? If you have a compassionate heart, you can save all living beings." That's enough, don't you have to have a lot of money to appear sincere, to appear to be a devout believer."

The old monk was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head, "If you have no money and no power, don't you just become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered? The Buddha also has eight dragons to protect the Dharma, and there is also the Arhat who walks in the wrath of thunder."

Wang Xuan sighed, this is also the difference between domestic Buddhism and foreign sects, for example, Baoguang Temple in Mount Emei, Sichuan, head pillar incense 99W, of course, the price of head pillar incense in major temples is very expensive, and the specific price is circulated in small circles , Wang Xuan is not very clear, anyway, the reports are very expensive.

Now, people go to temples for bribes, to spend money and burn incense to pray for Buddha, to ask for lottery, to seek blessings, to pray for safety, wealth, promotion, and good luck.

But the Buddhism Wang Xuan wants is not like this. He hopes that people go to the temple to repent their souls, listen to persuasion and teaching, and tell the ugly and dirty things to the Buddha to relieve psychological pressure, release psychological resentment, and let the soul got purified.

"Let me tell you clearly, the current Buddhism is not what I want. If it doesn't meet my requirements, I will destroy you and rebuild."

"What!" The old abbot looked at Wang Xuan in horror, he never expected that Wang Xuan would actually have the intention of destroying their Buddhism.

However, there is still a glimmer of life, "What kind of Buddhism do you want?"

Wang Xuan was also polite, and said what he meant, the abbot bowed his head and remained silent. Is there such a person in Buddhism?

The answer is yes, there is.

Throughout the ages, there have been people who worshiped the Buddha wholeheartedly and were not polluted by the world, and treated money like dung. However, this is a minority after all. With the help of those real monks, can Buddhism have the power it has today?

The answer is no, it is simply not possible.

The reason why Buddhism is so prosperous depends on the network of relationships all over the world. The source of influence is the entanglement of interests.

Don't talk about others, the old abbot can't do it himself, such a Buddhism has saved all living beings, but what good is it for them! ?

He himself does not have that kind of sacrifice spirit. He is not a great virtuous monk, and a great virtuous monk cannot be the abbot and abbot of a temple.

Now that Wang Xuan has confessed to him today, he has to think about what to do in the future.

Now, he doesn't even bother to care about the looted money, the ultimatum and so on. These are trivial matters. The most urgent thing is to think of a coping strategy.

It was not until more than two hours later that the tax collector who counted the treasury came to Wang Xuan and reported that the treasury had a total of more than 1500 million taels of gold and silver, and countless copper coins. Jewelry, jade, picture scrolls, etc. were not included in it.

Wang Xuan was taken aback when he saw the account book. He really didn't expect that a mere Shaomu Temple has more money than the seven big families combined. Fuck, these thieves are bald. No wonder Sanwu wants to destroy Buddha in a week. There are so many If the money is not spent, they will die if they are not destroyed!

Looking at the old abbot who was waiting at the side, Wang Xuan said with a cold face: "Sure enough, you are neither thief nor bald, neither bald nor thief, with so much money accumulated, there is a shortage of money everywhere, except you are sorry for all the people in the world!"

Is it wrong to have money?The old abbot cursed inwardly, this is all the family property accumulated by the abbots of the past generations. It was searched and taken away by you, the devil, and bit my temple when I turned around. The money is also saved by ourselves. What does it have to do with you? !

He doesn't understand money shortages, and he doesn't care. It's all about the country. It has nothing to do with their Buddhism. Over the past thousand years, there have been many dynasties, and their Buddhism is still standing. The country has done one thing.

"Take away all these fake monks who don't have a certificate. If there are any rebels, they will be killed!" Wang Xuan gave an order, and three thousand soldiers surrounded them completely. The monks who took the ultimatum surrounded him.

Faced with this situation, no one dared to resist. Wang Xuan's murderous reputation has long spread throughout the temple. He is a murderous demon king who has slaughtered tens of thousands of people. He doesn't care about hundreds of them.

Furthermore, these people are basically the children of their parents. Once they are accused of attacking and killing officers and soldiers, that family will also be implicated, so whoever dares to resist!
(It’s time to push the book again, this is a book with extremely "life experience". Really, when you read fireworks novels, you can always find the "beauty" of other novels... There is no harm if there is no comparison, Look at others, Wanding started, hey.)
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(End of this chapter)