The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Chapter 503 I will not give you a hundred yuan

On the way to Yunnan Province, Wu Jun and Zou Hai were always worried about the safety of the old monk, but since the call, the old monk’s cell phone has been in an unreachable state, apparently being turned off.

“It seems that Master Jinglin, the trouble encountered this time may not be small.”

“Are you talking about Master Jinglin from Wangfeng Temple?” Xiao Liu couldn’t help but ask, “What happened to him?”

“Do you know him?”

“Why don’t I know that Master Jinglin was a celebrity in Xilin City before,” Xiao Liu said, “I also heard about the donation. Many people said that he used the name of Wangfeng Temple to make money and make money. , But I don’t believe it.”

“Why?” Wu Jun asked.

“Because I met him, he was not that kind of person at first sight. Really, I think people are always very accurate.” Xiao Liu asked again, “But if something happened to him this time, you have to master you personally. Go out?”

“If someone says that the old monk Jinglin likes a widow and steals things, do you believe it?”

Xiao Liu almost stood up from the driver’s seat: “How is this possible! Someone must have seen that he is a foreigner, deliberately doing things to corrupt money, I have heard a lot of this kind of thing.”

In fact, Wu Jun thought so at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was unlikely.

How much money can a Buddhist monk have?

Yunnan Province is a major tourist province. Although the place they are going to is not a famous scenic spot, there are many tourists who travel by car every year, and there are also many homestays in the local area.

Even if someone wants to squander the money, they should pick those who drive a good car, so that the chances of getting the money are greater, right?

And judging from the tone of the person who called, it shouldn’t be the kind of pretended anger and anger, so something must have happened.

With the personality of an old monk, would he cause trouble in a good manner?

So it can be concluded that what the old monk should have done was related to the widow, and then he was misunderstood.

But what you have to do even if you might be misunderstood is certainly not a trivial matter, and the old monk definitely has enough reasons.

So he used Tianji Eyes on Xiao Liu and Zou Hai, hoping to get some information in advance from their future images, so that he could prepare early.

It’s just that from the images of the two people, the situation seems a little bit awkward…

“Xiao Liu, ask you something.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Do you have a spare tire?”

“Master sees what you said, if I have all my children, what spare tires do I need?” Xiao Liu said cheerfully.

Wu Jun: “…I’m asking about your car.”

“The car? No, I used it last time. I haven’t had time to install it.”

“Then you pull aside and stop.”

“What’s wrong?”

“We are going to have a puncture.”

Xiao Liu couldn’t help slowing down. He just wanted to ask a few more questions when he suddenly heard a bang from under the car, a puncture?

He quickly grabbed the steering wheel and controlled the car to stop on the side of the road.

Seeing the cliff tens of meters high by the roadside, the sweat on Xiao Liu’s forehead was frightened.

Fortunately, the master reminded him that he slowed down ahead of time. If he fell, the three of them would have to peel off if they didn’t die.

“What should I do now,” Zou Hai asked when he got out of the car.

“Xiao Liu, do you have a way?” Wu Jun asked.

“Yes, but it may take two or three hours to wait,” Xiao Liu thought for a while and replied, “I don’t know if it will delay your work.”

It’s impossible to wait, the old monk doesn’t know what’s going on now.

It may be better to say during the day, but at night, if he is tied up and locked in which bullpen, wouldn’t it mean that he will suffer.

So Wu Jun decided to go for a run and let Xiao Liu and Zou Hai stay here to repair the car.

This road is almost all winding mountain roads, and the viaduct is more than 100 meters high. After the car is repaired, two people will go slowly. Safety comes first.

So he first guided a flight with his mobile phone, checked the general direction, and began to climb over the mountains.

Seeing him quickly disappearing to the front of the mountain, Xiao Liu was a little dumbfounded, the master is definitely faster than the leopard!

Zou Hai is no stranger to this. Now even if someone tells him that Wu Jun is actually an alien, he won’t be surprised at all.

…

The place Wu Jun is going to is a small village in the east of Yunnan Province, on the border of Qian Province. The name of the village is a bit strange. It is called Baobaoxia Village.

This village is even more backward than Wu Jun imagined. It is located halfway up a mountain, five or six kilometers away from the nearest market. There are more than 100 people in the village, and there are no concrete roads.

The village is surrounded by continuous mountains with dense trees, mostly cedar and pine trees.

According to the current level of social development, it can be said to be isolated from the world.

It is precisely because of this environment that is infinitely close to the original ecology, it has been favored by some self-driving travelers in recent years. The few people in the village who have almost repaired buildings tried to set aside a few rooms, opened a homestay, and often paid back There can be business.

I don’t know what’s wrong with the old monk, and he ran to such a remote place.

When Wu Jun arrived, the red sun just set down on the western hill. He saw from a distance outside the village, the old monk was tied to a small cedar tree, and there were three men and two women sitting on the grass playing with mobile phones.

Judging from the dressing of these people, they are not like people in the village, but more like some travelers who like to travel by car.

Wu Jun used the Eye of Heaven at the old monk from a distance, updated his image, and figured out the cause and effect of the incident.

About a week ago, the old monk met a person in a nearby urban area and started chatting somehow.

This person is a villager in Baobaoxia Village, working part-time in the urban area. Hearing that the old monk is an accomplished monk, he talked about a strange incident that happened in the village in the summer.

That time, there was a torrential rain day and night, and there was a mountain torrent. A mountain not far from the village collapsed, and a cave collapsed. There was a Buddha statue in it, and I don’t know what age it was.

Upon hearing this, the old monk found Baobaoxia Village by himself.

However, after arriving in the village, he did not look for any Buddha statues in the cave. Instead, he followed a widow in her thirties in the village.

The widow’s name is Liu Yan, and her family is not far away from the “little river”, which is also the name of a village.

Recently, I heard that her mother was seriously ill and there was no one to take care of her. Liu Yan finished farm work during the day and had to cook dinner for her mother in the evening.

The straight-line distance between the two villages is not far, but it takes several hills to turn over, and it takes two to three hours to go back and forth.

So Liu Yan goes home every night, basically after ten o’clock.

The old monk didn’t know where the cramps were on his forehead, so the ghost followed Liu Yan through the mountains and the mountains, frightening the little widow into despair.

Liu Yan’s house happened to have a few tourists who came to stay overnight, so she told them about it.

Several tourists were filled with outrage after hearing this. In the morning, they saw the old monk walking around Liu Yan’s house. They arrested him and had a phone call. When he saw that he had a cell phone, he dialed the only number on it.

I don’t know if I want to help Liu Yan get some mental damage expenses, or if I want to make a for myself, let Wu Jun come to lose money.

He just said that the villagers here should still look very simple, and they will at most beat people half to death when they encounter this kind of thing, and they usually don’t call people to lose money.

But Wu Jun didn’t understand.

This old monk was inexplicable, and followed a widow on a mountain road in the evening… Could it be that the old monk has changed, he is no longer the old monk he knew?

He didn’t think it was possible.

That Liu Yan is not a beautiful woman. Even if the old monk wants to spend a lot of money, he can go to the sauna, right? Why go to this remote mountain village to follow a widow?

It seems that you have to ask him personally to know the reason.

So he strode over, and several tourists saw someone coming and looked at him vigilantly.

“Hi, everyone,” Wu Jun said hello with a smile, pointing to the old monk and said, “I am his friend.”

Five tourists, three men and two women.

The three men are very large, wearing high-top field boots and dark green outdoor jackets, wearing survival bracelets on their wrists, and dark skin on their faces. At first glance, they are the type of frequent outdoor activities.

“You came very quickly.” One of them said with a smile, “We have been waiting here for one day, and you will only give 10,000 yuan a person, and that’s fine.”

The person next to him saw him empty-handed, and asked, “Have you brought any money?”

Wu Jun replied straightforwardly: “I didn’t bring it.”

Did not bring?A few people looked at him like monsters, and after sitting here for a day, they finally waited for them, but they didn’t bring any money?

What are you doing without money?

Wu Jun looked funny when he looked at the few people. He really thought he was acting like a chivalry and righteousness?

I just want to get some benefits out of it.

For this kind of person, he wouldn’t even give a hundred yuan.

In other words, they had beaten the old monk indiscriminately, and they had to settle the bill with them.

At this time, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes and asked in surprise: “Little Master, why are you here?”

“I won’t come, you can handle this by yourself?” Wu Jun pulled the rope off the old monk and asked, “How is it, are there any injuries?”

“I’m fine,” the old monk shook his head, looked at the darkening sky again, and took Wu Jun to leave, “You came just right, let’s go and save the female benefactor.”

Wu Jun frowned slightly and asked, “What’s wrong with her?”

“I saw that she was in disaster recently,” the old monk said, “but these donors were unwilling to listen to me, and they misunderstood that I was unruly towards her, which made the old monk very embarrassed.”

Wu Junxin said that your behavior is misleading, but what is even more curious is that the old monk can actually see the disaster of others?

“Since the last time I came back from Thailand, the old monk has been blessed to the soul and can shed some light on the secret.”

This old monk is not bad. He has cultivated Buddha for a lifetime, and finally he has gained a new life.

“Hey, you two!” A few tourists saw them saying that they were about to leave. They didn’t put them in one’s eyes at all, and their faces turned black at the same time. Otherwise we will send him to the police station immediately!”

“Little Master, don’t worry about them. It’s important that we save people,” the old monk said to a few tourists. “Several benefactors, monks don’t talk about it. It’s really not what you imagined. If you don’t believe it, you can. Follow us and you will understand naturally.”

“Who has Xianxin messing around with you?”

“If you don’t give money today, no one will want to leave!”

Wu Jun didn’t want to talk to these people too much. He was about to put a thunder ball to put a few people down, so he heard the old monk say: “Amitābha, I’ll give it.”

The old monk opened his clothes to reveal a small concealed pocket on his waist, then took out a small spray from it, and sprayed several people on it.

A few tourists had no time to stare, and then lay limply on the ground.

“Amitābha, I’m sorry for the benefactors. The situation is urgent. The old monk can only do this. If you let the little master take action, you will only get worse.”

Wu Jun: “…Old monk, please make it clear, why would they be worse if I shot them?”

The old monk beckoned to Wu Jun: “Little Master, please don’t pay attention to these details. Let’s go quickly. It’s important to save people.”

Seeing his back trotting away, Wu Jun didn’t know how to react.

Do not wait for three days, and treat each other with admiration.

If the monk is goodbye for half a year, it becomes sluggish.