Chapter 73

I asked Pockmarked Li to do something about it, and Pockmarked Li said he had no idea.

We didn't sleep all night. We wrapped the three floors outside the Buddha bead, locked them in the safe and waited for the old bald man's phone.

If the bald old man is in trouble, he will call us.

Of course, if you don't call, it means that this string of beads will never affect him any more

In the next few days, everything was back to normal. Buddha bead lay quietly in the safe. The bald old man was no longer bothered by the voice of "monk chanting sutras". He also called me to praise me.

Until one day, I was in a bit of trouble, I knew it was far from over.

I was not happy to see Yin Xinyue that day, so I asked her what happened? Yin Xinyue secretly told me that in recent days, the people of the tax bureau have been keeping a close eye on their company, and she is also in charge of tax affairs. In the past, the company had tax evasion and tax evasion. I'm really worried about being found out.

Looking at her sullen appearance, I was also distressed. I soon thought of the bald old man. Isn't the bald old man working in the municipal government? Managing the tax bureau is not a word.

So I immediately called Pockmarked Li to find the bald old man.

When Pockmarked Li said that there was no problem, he set out. The development of things was surprisingly smooth. On the same day, the people of the tax bureau withdrew from Yin crescent's film and television branch. The company also rewarded Yin crescent with a large amount of money. Yin crescent gave us all the money and said that we could help her a lot.

But I feel a little ashamed. This is the first time I have done something against the discipline.

Although all companies evade and evade taxes now, I can't be clean, but I have become an accomplice

I spent the whole day in a state of conscience.

Unconsciously, it was dark. As usual, I opened a bottle of wine in the shop, cut a plate of cooked beef, and prepared to eat a night snack.

But I don't know why I didn't have a taste of drinking and eating today. I didn't drink much, but I was slightly drunk. I can't help but smile bitterly. It seems that the first time I did something bad, it was really torture!

Just when I was a little bored, suddenly a voice came from the door: Amitabha.

I was shivering all over, and I couldn't help feeling guilty, because I thought of the Buddha bead.

Am I haunted by that strange voice, too?

However, when I saw an old monk standing in front of the shop, I was relieved.

The old and the long thief's eyes and clothes are dirty. He still has a big fan in his hand, just like a beggar. Just in the eyes, it's all amiable, as if it can see through everything in the world.

I immediately stood up and asked the old monk what was the matter?

The old monk smiled: "I come to ask for something from the benefactor."

I looked at him inexplicably, "what can I ask for?"

"Can you sit down and talk?" The old monk showed a kind smile.

I immediately sat the old monk down and poured him a cup of tea. The old monk drank all at once, and pointed to the wine in my hand, which means that he wants to drink.

I can't laugh or cry: "monks also drink?"

Old monk: "why not? There is no wine in my heart. All I drink is a cup of tea. "

Hey, this old man is a little interesting. He is very interested in me. So I poured a glass of wine for the old monk.

The 52 degree blast furnace home wine and the 22 Liang cup, the old monk drank them all at once, his face did not change, and he always raised his thumb and said, "good wine, good wine!"!

I'm happy. It seems that I met a wine and meat monk.

I don't know what happened. Although the old monk was dirty, he would pick his feet occasionally, put it under his nose, smell it, and put it on the street would be rejected by everyone.

Can sit with him, I not only do not have a trace of antipathy, but also uneasy heart, slowly calmed down.

The old monk drank three cups in a row. After drinking six Liang wine, he was not drunk at all. He still looked at me with a kind smile.

"Powerful." "I sighed:" good wine, not a bit drunk

"Amitabha! If you don't get drunk, everyone will get drunk. If you don't have wine in your heart, how can you get drunk?" Said the old monk.

I was stunned for a moment. I always thought that the old monk had something to say.

"Little benefactor, it seems that he is a little bit guilty." The old monk grinned obscene: "is there any evil in his heart, so he will feel guilty?"

I said angrily, "what do you say? How can I have evil in my heart?"

"No best." The old monk looked at me with eyes.

"What are you asking me for?" I began to be a little impatient. I always thought that the old monk could see me through. I was very disgusted by his words just now.

The old monk lightly extended his hand and said, "it's only fair."

"Justice? What's fair? What do you mean. " I sat up excited and looked at the old monk angrily.

The old monk is so weird that he really sees through what I'm thinking."The justice of countless homeless people, the justice of countless exploited people." Said the old monk.

"Grass, you are insane." I shouted, "hurry up, I thought you were an eminent monk. You are a liar."

The old monk laughed: "thank you for the justice. I'll go now."

With that, the old monk grabbed another piece of cooked beef and stuffed it into his mouth: "thank you for your beef."

At this moment, I am speechless. I scolded the old monk in my heart. Which nervous hospital did I run from?

I'm not in the mood to open this evening. I'll just close the shop and have a rest early.

But what I tossed and turned was that I couldn't sleep. All I thought was the old monk's words. And the more you think about it, the clearer your mind will be.

Old monk, Buddha beads

Buddha beads, old monk!

I suddenly think of one thing, the bald old man said, the string of beads will always somehow run back. And the old monk happened to ask me for justice. Would that string of beads be what the old monk said?

If not, how could such a coincidence happen in the world?

As soon as my mind was hot, I rushed to the safe and opened it.

The scene in front of me startled me. The safe was locked very well, but the Buddha beads I put in the safe disappeared.

No, it's the old monk who stole the beads.

But how did he steal the beads? Can't you go to hell?

I was so scared that I immediately called Pockmarked Li to come to my shop.

When Pockmarked Li arrived, he was sleepy and asked me why I called in the middle of the night? Is there another business?

I took Pockmarked Li and sat down. I panicked and said what happened before to Pockmarked Li patiently.