Chapter 357: Abandoned Village

At night, it came quietly. In an ancient temple in Hangzhou, a Buddha was chanting scriptures and doing evening classes. The disciples following him obviously did not have much heart to worship the Buddha. They had begun to be sleepy, and the wooden fish knocked in a mess.

"Well, let's go to class tonight!" The Buddha suddenly said that his disciples were shocked on the spot and retreated one after another.

All the disciples retreated, and the Buddha said to the sixth one standing in the corner, "The sixth benefactor, what's the matter?"

"Yes, I have something to do." The sixth same Zhang Kuang, but there is something to do in the face of the Buddha.

"Amitabha!" The Buddha shouted a Buddha's name, and his face showed compassion: "Donor, please step to the inner hall to speak."

"Good."

Sixth, looking at the compassion on the Buddha's face, he was moved and followed him closely. After a moment, the two arrived in a Zen room.

Although the Zen room is simple, it is elegant. There is a stone bed in the center and ** there is a futon. As soon as the Buddha came in, he sat on the futon, giving the sixth transcendent meaning of not eating the dust of the world.

Originally, the sixth was somewhat concerned about the Buddha, but when he saw the big word "Buddha" hanging behind the Buddha, he couldn't help but relax: "Great Brahma, just like that!"

"What's the matter, the sixth benefactor?"

"Great Brahma, I won't talk nonsense. I'm going to kill a group of people."

The sixth is to relax, and what is unexpected is that the kind-looking Buddha in front of him is also a man in the Heavenly Gate, and he is also the Great Brahma God.

"I am merciful, and there is nothing wrong with the world. Why do you suffer?" The Great Brahma God closed his eyes and announced some Buddha names: "That's right, the Great Brahma is the name of the old custom, and now the old Brahma is Qingxin."

"Haha, since Master Qingxin speaks like this, I don't force each other in the name of the secular world. Let's forget that you and I are from Tianmen." The sixth wild smile is not only clear, but the heart still does not move, and there are words in his mouth.

"Lord, have you laughed enough?" Suddenly, Qingxin opened his mouth, and a coldness came to his face.

"Laughing enough? Never laugh enough, Great Brahma, Master Qingxin, you keep saying that you are an outsider, but in fact, it is also difficult for you to get rid of vulgarity. The sixth laugh.

"What's the solution of this?"

"I. You deliberately put forward your Taoist name. In fact, Great Brahma, Qingxin, or your real name that no one knows. In fact, it's also you. Why do you need to persist?"

"Second, look at the Buddha behind you!" The sixth laughed and pointed to the Buddha behind him and said, "If I remember correctly, this word should be the ink treasure left by the previous host, right?"

"Yes." Answer with a clear heart.

"But what the last host wrote was just a Fu character. Next to that single person, you added it later, right?" The sixth point of disdain, and as he said, the Buddha character behind Qingxin, the left part and the right part of the ink are different from the old and new. Obviously, that side was added later.

"What's the matter? The last host doesn't understand the text, and occasionally there is a mistake. The old man is just a correction for himself!" He said firmly.

"Wrong, it's ridiculously wrong." The sixth said rudely, "The Buddha character is missing, which shows the boundless meaning of Buddhism, but you have to add a border to prove that your Buddha's principle is just like this."

"You..." Qingxin was furious, and finally, he was hit by his weakness by the sixth poke.

"Master Qingxin, the cultivation of Buddhism is not suitable for you. Why do you persist, Amitabha." The sixth smiled playfully and looked at Qingxin: "Come back!"

Qingxin was stunned for a moment and said, "Well, I don't want to talk nonsense with you. Who should I kill?"

The sixth heart disdains: "The person who cultivates Buddhism is so irritable that you can't get a certificate all your life." Of course, although he thought so in his heart, his face remained silent: "A man and a woman."

"How is the cultivation?"

"Twelve grades of heaven...Five grades!" When the sixth word came to the last two words, it was suddenly a little difficult. Qingxin's body was shocked when he heard it, and he looked at the sixth one in disbelief.

"Yes, Tianjie Wupin master, with the strength of you and me, we may have a battle."

The sixth is that he doesn't want to admit that he is weaker than a woman, but he is not unreasonable. Even if he doesn't want to admit it, he must face this reality.

"When and where." Clear heart and palms together.

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Tonight's Shilong Sancun was decorated with lanterns, because the children of Dashan came back tonight, and each family killed half of the chickens and ducks they had raised in their captivity. The old drunkard in the village rarely took out the wine he had brewed and hosted this banquet for Su Junda.

Su Junda's family sat together with Lin Tianchu and Huarong. In addition to his five people, there was also Uncle Yamane, the highest generation in the village.

"Xiao Dazi, why hasn't Xiangchang Meng come back yet?" When the banquet was about to begin, Uncle Yamane suddenly said.

Su Junda looked at the empty seat left by the head of Meng. Lin Tianchu saw that the head of Meng must have a very important position in Su Junda's heart, otherwise Su Junda would never be like this.

Finally, under the expectation of everyone, Xiangchang Meng came back on his bicycle. There was a paper box on the back seat, which was full of seeds.

"Lao Meng, are you back?" Su Junda said hello. Head Meng turned around and came to him. His heart was a little heavy and he sat down at the table.

"What's the matter?" Su Junda asked with a little worry.

"It's okay." Xiangxiang Meng shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's just a merchant in the city. He no longer needs our bamboo art?"

"Why?" Although Su Junda did not come back, he also knew that bamboo products were the economic lifeline of Shilongyi to the five villages.

Shilongyi to the five villages, and even the whole Shilong Mountain are decorated with a kind of knotless bamboo. The bamboo has good elasticity and elongation, and is smooth, fresh, water-resistant and fire-resistant. The bamboo products used for weaving are not extremely beautiful and practical. It has always been the lifeblood of the residents of Shilong Mountain.

"Well, in fact, I expected to get this result a long time ago. We are located in a remote area, and the effect of our manual production is too low. One day the supply will be in short supply, and this is not the main reason. The main reason is that the town government is going to do some construction and beautification. He is afraid that our small amount of bamboo art products will circulate on the market, so let the above The senior officials know the existence of our Shilong Mountain and corrupt their political deeds.

"This... Does it mean that the town government wants to give up the residents of Shilongshan and let them live and die?" Su Junda was angry, and Lin Tianchu didn't like it.

In fact, this is normal. Every town committee member wants to show his achievements so that they can be promoted, but if the people above know that there is such a poor and backward place, and the town committee does not handle it well, then the promotion will become empty talk.

Lin Tianchu knew that this move was called Abandoned Car Baoshuai in ancient times. Lin Tianchu can already predict that the whole villagers of Shilong Mountain have been destined to be sacrificed.

"What should I do?" Su Junda was very anxious and said to Xiangxiang Meng, "If you need my help, I will do my best."

"Originally, I have also thought that as long as our output can be increased, it is not difficult to make Shilongshan rich with the quality of the handicrafts we produce, but unfortunately we don't have the way." The township chief sighed and looked gloomy. Lin Zaichu seemed to see that this strong man seemed to leave two lines of crystal in the corners of his eyes: "I once tried to hand over my plan to the town government, but I haven't received an answer yet. I went there again today, and I was still resisted outside the office of the town committee. A friend of mine quietly told me that in fact, the town committee also recognizes my plan, but it costs too much to open the road. It is absolutely impossible to make a profit within two years, and it is only two years away from the change of office, so... they don't want to take risks."

"Damn, does it make our villagers live and die like this?" Su Junda was angry for a moment: "Lao Meng, don't worry, they are not in charge of me. Do you want to build the road? I'll raise funds for you. Do you want to run a factory? I'll sponsor you. Even if I use all my Su Junda's human relationship, I will make Shilongshan better."

Su Junda said excitedly. When he finished, he realized that there was one of the most important questions and did not ask: "Tact about it, how much will it cost?"

Director Meng Xiang had a bitter face and swallowed three words from his mouth: "About 40 to 50 million!"