"Sorry, Village Chief Xiaohai, President Ma, General Wang, everyone, the provincial party committee called me and Secretary Li called me to go back to attend the report meeting. If the hospitality is not good, I will punish myself for three cups. If you have the chance to get together again, let's have a good exchange!"

After all, it was the young and strong official. Xu Yiming fucked three cups in a row, and the cups were bottomed out. As an apology to leave first, this was certainly a happy reason, but this decision was refreshing and vigorous, which won everyone's cheers.

Ma Guofu and Wang Nianming also strengthened their confidence in investment. It is really important for the family to be in the exhibition of a place.

Everyone was sent to the door, and Xu Yiming waved his hands repeatedly, got on the Audi car and left. Everyone went back to continue, and Lu Tingting quietly grabbed Guo Xiaohai: "Xiaohai, where is Yang Juncai? We are here to find him."

"Oh!" Guo Xiaohai couldn't help but slapped his head, right? He was so busy and excited that he forgot about his important business.

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I went up to ask Minister Wu, and Ma Guofu and others also said that the fisherman and the hero should be invited to come together.

"I have sent people to search everywhere, but no one knows." Minister Wu was also helpless.

The two of them were helpless. Guo Xiaohai suddenly remembered something and went downstairs to go straight to the kitchen. Sure enough, the bartender who was drinking at the beginning was still there. Guo Xiaohai grabbed him: "You should know, that drunkard, the drunkard who ate shrimps."

"Oh, you talk about him," said the bartender, "either here, or by the river and lake, but for this point, he should be in Xugu Temple."

Before he finished speaking, Guo Xiaohai had already pulled Lu Tingting up and ran out of the door.

Gufeng Mountain, Xugu Temple.

With a bell, the sound of the Buddhist scriptures is long. I don’t know how many dynasties or years have passed through this Xugu Temple. It is said that the time of building the temple was as long as this Feilai Peak.

Guo Xiaohai and Lu Tingting arrived at the entrance of the hall, and a little novice monk was already waiting there.

"It's Donor Guo, please follow me." Xiao Sha Mi said, turning around and leading the way.

Guo Xiaohai and Lu Tingting looked at each other, what is this Yang Juncai doing?

In the hall, a figure knelt down there, and it was Yang Juncai. On the lotus throne in front of him, there was a great monk with purple-red cassock, white eyebrows drooping, closed his eyes, and solemn appearance.

"The Buddha's fate is for you, Yang Juncai, your fate is for you," the monk suddenly said there.

"Yes, Master." Yang Juncai said respectfully, turned around and bowed deeply to Guo Xiaohai.

"No, Brother Yang, you," Guo Xiaohai quickly supported him, "What's wrong with you?"

"You are here to raise shrimps, right?" Yang Juncai asked suddenly.

"Ah, how do you know?"

"Ha, besides this ability, what else can I find? " Yang Juncai smiled, as if he was a little self-deprecating.

Guo Xiaohai didn't say anything. Yang Juncai sighed, "Since you are from Songjiang County, you should know something about me back then."

Guo Xiaohai nodded and shook his head again. However, Yang Juncai didn't care and talked about the past.

It turned out that he was arrogant and had a great skill at the time, so he was very casual. Once, he got along with a girl in Xihu, which was a bit like Xia Yuhe on the banks of Daming Lake. However, his family had already ordered his parents and matchmakers to make a marriage. Later, his parents pressed on him, and his parents were old and sick, so Yang Jun had no choice but to leave the girl quietly and return home.

Later, the girl from Xihu was not married and waited for her until she got a serious illness and soon passed away. After Yang Jun found out, she was both physically and mentally and left home overnight and came to Xihu. Soon after, the girl passed away. Yang Jun claimed to be romantic, but eloped twice. The people on both sides were heartbroken and died of depression.

Due to this blow, Yang Juncai became a homeless drunkard, and it was even more difficult to get rid of his inner demons. In the end, he hoped to escape into Buddhism and came to Xugu Temple to kneel down every day and wanted to become a monk.

"It's a pity that my qualifications are stupid, my six senses have not been pure, and I have never been able to join the master's sect." Yang Juncai sighed.

I heard this, Guo Xiaohai and Lu Tingting felt bad. They were a heartless man, but his experience was also sad.

"Where you are at peace in your mind, you have not yet realized it?" The master on the throne suddenly said.

"Disciple listen to the teachings." Yang Juncai said respectfully. Guo Xiaohai and his two hearts were moved. If they were at peace, they were Buddhism. This master seemed to be very skilled. After looking at the senior sister beside him, Guo Xiaohai thought to himself, don't he also have the troubles of Yang Juncai? Xia Lanlan, senior sister, Niu Mengmeng, Liu Lan, a few girls, how should he deal with himself? He can't end up like Yang Juncai.

"Monkey Ji Dian of the Ming Dynasty in this temple did not abstain from meat or keep the precepts. The wine and meat passed through the intestines and remained in the Buddha's heart. Why? Because he only wanted to help the poor and the needy and save all living beings. With this thought, the wine, meat and meat are not in his mind at all, and he no longer had any troubles or concerns." The master said.

"Everyone has good and stupidity, and Buddha also needs many people to do many things, instead of having to do the ancient Buddha all day long. Therefore, do what you like, do what you are good at, do it well, create value, and focus on your mind. The messy inner demons will naturally not disturb you again. I think you are in the shrimp fighting field and defeat the Japanese. At that moment, have you ever been worried?"

Hey, how come it sounds like chicken soup in the heart? But what seems to make sense. This master is a little bit good. At least, he just sat here like this, but he could know what happened on the shrimp fighting field before.

Yang Jun lowered his head for a long time, then raised his head, his eyes clear and bright, and he knelt down on the ground: "Disciple has realized it, and a place where his heart is at peace is Buddhism."

"Well," the master nodded, "He is your escape route."

"Yes, the disciple has decided to go back and concentrate on raising shrimps, and do a career in what he is good at, so as to be at ease and help others." Yang Juncai said.

Guo Xiaohai and the others were happy to see each other, but unexpectedly, this matter was accomplished by the monk's words.

He is such a good master, and he is of high quality. The knot in Guo Xiaohai's heart suddenly untied. Yes, concentrate on his own career, make money and get promoted, and benefit the villagers. Why bother thinking about it deliberately? You are just you, not anyone else, and you know what other people think? Let it go.

"Master is such a great wisdom!" Guo Xiaohai said sincerely, while stumbled on his body in a hurry, trying to take out a thousand-eight hundred, meaning.

Unexpectedly, the master's eyes opened slightly and he waved to him.

Ah? Does the master want to teach you in person? Guo Xiaohai was stunned, and Yang Juncai looked envious.

He quickly arrived next to the master, "Master, it happens that the disciples also want to ask about their future." Guo Xiaohai bowed slightly and said, "It's neither humble nor arrogant. Why, we are a member of the organization, and we have our own beliefs. We respect the master, but we don't kneel down."

Ask for the future? The master turned Buddhist beads in his hand, and after a while, he spit out four words: "Medical path and official path."
Chapter completed!