The brief meeting between the senior executives of Shaolin will end in a bad mood, because Yikong, who is ignorant and ignorant, talked about the problem that made Huo Yuanzhen’s headache.

money!

At this time, Huo Yuanzhen regretted that he didn't fight for it when the system could draw money. At least he drew a few big prizes and had some inventory in his hand, so he could deal with the current economic crisis.

He had completely forgotten that the precious gems and accessories extracted from the system had been given to people, and to those who he thought were worth giving.

You can't consider those treasures. Shaolin still has to live a life, so this test is better than his ability as an abbot. You can't have any financial problems in Shaolin. You still want to rely on your subordinates to solve them. You still have to take responsibility for what he deserves to take responsibility.

After his subordinates left, Huo Yuanzhen considered this matter in the abbot's courtyard.

After thinking about it, Huo Yuanzhen found that it was already over June 20th.

In another three or four days, it will be the June lottery.

There is nothing strange about lottery, it will be there at the end of the day, but Huo Yuanzhen is considering another thing.

Now that Shaolin has all the basic buildings, the only thing that is missing is the Elders' Home. Moreover, after Huo Yuanzhen arranged the construction order of the Buddha Light Pagoda some time ago, he learned that the Buddha Light Pagoda did not shine at night.

Huo Yuan was really surprised and investigated the system before he realized that it was necessary to go through a consecration if the Buddha Light Tower wanted to shine.

Of course, this consecration does not require any too complicated rituals. Huo Yuanzhen only needs one thought to consecrate.

But from this, Huo Yuanzhen had an idea, should he take advantage of this opportunity to consecrate and have a temple fair in Shaolin?

If you want to say that this temple fair is very lively and big, especially in Buddhism, the consecration ceremony of a temple, the temple fair and other things are all big days, not only believers within a radius of hundreds of miles will come back. Because of Shaolin's status in the martial arts world, it is estimated that many martial arts people will also come.

But I came here, but Huo Yuan was really unwilling to come here. After all, there were a lot of things that needed to be prepared during the temple fair. At least a lot of vegetarian food was indispensable. There were also many incense and candles, and the room had to be prepared separately to entertain distinguished guests.

For example, those masters of the world, the heads and elders of various sects, and those Buddhist monks must take care of them carefully, not what they owe them, but the basic etiquette of being the master.

These things cost money. So it is appropriate to charge some returns, after all, monks also have to eat.

When Huo Yuan thought of this thought, he couldn't help but feel that he could do it.

The incense money of believers and the gifts of people from the world are not a small amount after all. Huo Yuan thought about it for a long time and finally made up his mind.

If you want to hold a temple fair to consecrate, the first thing you need to do is to set your day.

It is late June, and Huo Yuanzhen calculated the time and thought that July 18th was a good day. It happened to notify the guests who had a long journey.

After thinking about it, Huo Yuanzhen communicated with the monks in Shaolin again, and everyone thought that Huo Yuanzhen's method was feasible.

Everyone's opinions were unified, and Huo Yuanzhen began to send out martial arts letters, informing all sects in the world that Shaolin would hold a temple fair to consecrate the Buddha's Light Tower. Friends from the world were invited to watch the ceremony.

Once you decide, there are too many things to arrange, and arranging a guest room is a tedious project.

Today's Shaolin is different from the past. Huo Yuanzhen's reputation in the world is jingling, and ordinary sects will give this face, except for those Shaolin enemies.

At that time, there are many customers coming, and who will arrange the room in which one is a matter of particularity. People in the martial arts world pay attention to it. After all, what people in the martial arts world pay attention to is a matter of face.

Huo Yuan really couldn't do this project. Anyway, there are many Shaolin disciples now, so they will leave these things to them.

What does the abbot do? He is the helmman who commands the overall situation, is responsible for coordinating and commanding, not doing specific things, otherwise he would have to have a secretary... what would he want to have an apprentice?

That's what Huo Yuan really thought, so he became the boss with peace of mind.

But there is one thing he cannot avoid, that is, the investment in the early stage will also require real money.

It is better to arrange temples and buy items. It is better to ask for some money to those disciples who have already delivered letters on the road.

The remaining 1,600 taels sounded a lot, but they were not enough to use.

The ball was kicked back to Huo Yuanzhen's feet again, and the abbot had no choice but to speak to Ning Wanjun who came to Shaolin to join him.

Ning Wanjun came with Luo Caiyi. Some days later, Yideng arranged to the back mountain, but it was still where she and Luo Caiyi lived.

After returning, Huo Yuanzhen felt a little guilty towards Ning Wanjun and was not embarrassed to see her for the time being, but now it is not possible. I will see you sooner or later. Moreover, Ning Wanjun needs to be by her side at this time.

He quietly climbed over the wall in the middle of the night, and Huo Yuanzhen didn't know why he did this. In short, he had a little thief and quietly came to the back mountain.

Under the moonlit night, the back mountain was quiet. Huo Yuanzhen came outside their residence. After hesitating for a while, hesitating, he was afraid to knock on the door.

In this room, it carries the dreams of two women, their hopes and everything. Mo Tianxie has cut off relations with Ning Wanjun for his innate perfection.

Ning Wanjun is a poor girl. She had a quarrel with her father for her sake. Although she was a little unfilial in some aspects, Huo Yuan really couldn't think so, because even from the perspective of an outsider, he knew that Ning Wanjun was not wrong, but that she was wrong.

It was my monk who caught someone’s heart, which made Ning Wanjun fall to this point today.

How to talk to Ning Wanjun?

Just as Huo Yuanzhen was hesitating, the door gently pushed open.

Ning Wanjun, dressed in white, stood pretty at the door, putting her hands in front of her lower abdomen and holding each other. Her beautiful eyes were staring at Huo Yuanzhen, with a hint of resentment on her face.

"Wanjun...you're losing weight."

Huo Yuanzhen opened his mouth, and his voice overflowed from his throat, hoarse and unpleasant. Looking at Ning Wanjun's appearance, his heart was inexplicably painful.

"Why not come in?"

Ning Wanjun said quietly, feeling a little sad. After all, her choice seemed a bit absurd. Can a monk give her the last happiness?

Huo Yuanzhen blinked: "It is not a gentleman to enter the girl's residence in the middle of the night."

He found an excuse to be extremely flirting, as if he had never done such a thing.

"Then are you going to be a gentleman?"

Ning Wanjun's big eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of undetectable smile on the corner of her mouth. This monk acted strangely. Sometimes he was very bold, but sometimes he was a little unreliable. He found such an excuse. What was his intention?

"No. If you don't be a gentleman, it's only a gentleman who is difficult to support a villain, so I won't do it."

Huo Yuanzhen was talking nonsense. At this time, he could not continue to pretend and quickly stepped into Ning Wanjun's house.

When he walked into the house, there were two rooms in the east and west. Huo Yuanzhen knew that Ning Wanjun and Luo Caiyi lived in the east room together, but at this time, Huo Yuanzhen did not go east, but came directly to the west room.

"Why are you here?" Ning Wanjun followed Huo Yuanzhen into the house and asked strangely.

"It's nothing. I'm just worried that the girl Caiyi will sleep, afraid that our words will wake her up."

Huo Yuanzhen calmed down after entering the house. The worry that had just been left behind was thrown behind. Looking at Ning Wanjun's pretty face, he felt a little strange in his heart.

Ning Wanjun also slowly moved to Huo Yuanzhen, with her slender legs together, her hands still placed on her, and her figure was upright, which inadvertently showed good education and habits.

The black hair was also removed at night. The waterfall-like black hair slid from her shoulders with Ning Wanjun's slightly lowered her head. Under the dim oil lamp, her skin was as crystal clear as jade.

With his fingers gently tied the falling hair behind his ears, Ning Wanjun raised his eyebrows and looked at Huo Yuanzhen: "Why are you staring at me?"

Huo Yuanzhen was stunned for a moment, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said to Ning Wanjun: "Wanjun, between you and your father..."

"I... wouldn't say this?"

Ning Wanjun didn't want to talk about this. It was not for herself. She didn't want Huo Yuanzhen to feel guilty about her affairs. That was not her original intention, and this matter was not her decision.

"Will you go back to Tianshan in the future?"

"Do you still want me to go back?" Ning Wanjun asked back.

"If you want me to tell me, you don't have to go back, just stay in Shaolin."

Ning Wanjun nodded and shook her head a little, and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "But you can't stay here forever, that's not a long-term solution."

Huo Yuanzhen understood what Ning Wanjun meant. He was a monk and it was true that he liked Ning Wanjun, but he could not make a promise so easily.

It turned out that Huo Yuanzhen still wanted to marry Ning Wanjun as his wife after returning to secular life, but after listening to the words of the old man Tianji, Huo Yuanzhen was always a little worried.

If you go to see the Buddha yourself within a year, you will be unwilling to Ning Wanjun.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Huo Yuanzhen said to Ning Wanjun: "Wanjun, come to Shaolin, just say whatever you lack, I will satisfy you."

Ning Wanjun shook her head slightly: "I don't lack anything anymore. Over the years, I have also saved some savings. I originally planned to take it as... Now I have brought it all."

Huo Yuanzhen heard Ning Wanjun's subtext, and that the original dowry was now with him.

Ning Wanjun's words have already revealed a meaning, that is, she came here and was actually planning to marry Huo Yuanzhen in the end.

Seeing Huo Yuanzhen staring at him, Ning Wanjun felt a feeling of being seen through her mind, her pretty face blushed and she lowered her head without saying a word.

Huo Yuanzhen also felt that Ning Wanjun was beautiful the more she looked. Although Li Qinghua and An Ruhuan were also very beautiful, they lacked a girlish charm, and the aura between their eyebrows and eyes were still there. This kind of thing cannot be pretended, and not everyone has it.

"Wanjun, you are so beautiful."

"Yeah..." Ning Wanjun made some small sounds with her nose, her face flushed like fire.

"Wanjun, I like you."

This is not the first time Huo Yuanzhen said such things. Ning Wanjun was even more shy. She lowered her head to her chest and said "um" again from her nose.

"Wanjun, lend me your dowry."

"Hmm...what did you say?"
Chapter completed!