Chapter 390：

We live in this world. It is understandable that we want to live better. From the starting point, there is nothing wrong at all. Of course, it is right to benefit others. Not only is it true, but it is also worthy of advocacy. It is a pleasure to help others. It is the traditional virtue of our nation. "

After listening to Chen Yi's words, Monk Shihuai nodded, but he did not speak, and continued to look at Chen Yi, because he knew that Chen Yi must have something to say.

Sure enough, Chen Yi paused and continued: "From the starting point, the two are not wrong, but in actual life, there may be conflicts with each other, than if you want to make yourself better, It may harm the interests of some people. If you want to benefit others, it may harm yourself.

I think it is very important to have a good sense of measure and the "degree", as long as it is moderate, it is good. "

Chen Yi felt that he answered very well. A "moderate" can explain all the questions. After all, all questions are moderate. But what is the key to being moderate? Chen Yi didn't say this, he didn't know.

Sure enough, Monk Shihuai listened to Chen Yi's words, smiled slightly, and continued to ask, "How about moderation?"

How could Monk Shihuai fail to see Chen Yi's thoughts, he directly solved Chen Yi's concealment, and continued to ask.

Chen Yi frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the relieved monk would continue to ask, he wanted to get to the bottom of it. He was a little unhappy about why this monk would get to the bottom of it, but he just frowned and didn't say anything.

After thinking for a while, Chen Yi continued to speak: "Actually, I think this question should be viewed in light of the actual situation. It is not possible to draw a conclusion so simply. There is indeed a conflict between selfishness and selfishness, but in many cases it is specific. In different situations, the conclusions drawn are not the same."

Monk Shihuai nodded and asked: "Then if you must explain it in one sentence, what do you think it is?"

Chen Yi didn't hesitate at all this time, and said directly: "I can help others as much as possible while protecting myself, and I have no regrets."

After listening to Chen Yi’s words, Monk Shihuai nodded with a smile, walked into the Buddhist room aside, and walked out after a long time. When Monk Shihuai came out again, he held a dried calligraphy in his hand and wrote on it. "I have a clear conscience, and no regrets." Monk Shi Huai handed it to Chen Yi. Chen Yi looked at the calligraphy handed by Monk Shi Huai in surprise and wondered: "This is it, for me?"

Monk Shihuai nodded and said: "The sky is over, the poor monk still has homework to do, so don't leave the donor. The donor's doubts will be known in the future. The poor monk will be inconvenient to speak more at this time, and I hope to forgive me."

After speaking, Monk Shi Huai saluted, then turned and walked towards the depths of the temple.

Chen Yi looked dumbfounded and didn't know what to say. The whole person was stunned. It was only when Monk Shi Huai walked away that he came to his senses, and came busy to salute the back of Monk Shi Huai in the distance: "Thank you Master Shi Huai for your advice."

When Chen Yi raised his head again, Monk Shihuai had disappeared from his sight.

Although Chen Yi is still a little confused and doesn't quite understand what the monk Shi Huai said to him and what the calligraphy words to him mean, Chen Yi, who has not seen some martial arts, still knows that, in many cases, the protagonist encounters When you are confused, there will always be a few words of guidance from some worldly experts who can't escape the world.

As a fan of martial arts, Chen Yi naturally hoped that he would be given this kind of guidance. Later, by chance, he became a generation of heroes. Although Chen Yi didn't feel that he was confused, and he didn't ask Monk Shi Huai about anything.

Does this relief monk see his future? Answer questions in advance for your future confusion? Give pointers? Do monks still work part-time fortune-telling? Isn't this fighting for a job with Taoist priests? Alas, all walks of life are not easy to mix up, it is forced by other monks, then should I turn my head now, go back to test the generation of eight characters, and ask about the future and destiny?

Chen Yi thought as he walked outside the temple. The more he thought about it, the more crooked he became. The leap of thinking was simply different from ordinary people.

Chen Yi has never been troubled by things he doesn't understand, so he immediately decided not to think about it. During the tour of Lingxian Temple, he saw enough things. Chen Yi looked at the sun that was already a little westward. A person walked down the mountain leisurely and leisurely.

After Chen Yi came down the mountain, a middle-aged monk appeared in front of the gate of Lingxian Temple. Who else is not the monk? Monk Shihuai looked at Chen Yi's leaving figure with a calm expression. He couldn't see the joys and sorrows on the display. When Chen Yi's figure was getting smaller and smaller and disappeared into the distance, Monk Shihuai withdrew his gaze from the robe. Take out the phone.

A man dressed as a monk actually took out his mobile phone in an antique temple. This picture is a bit counterintuitive.

But after all, it's a new era. It's no surprise that monks have mobile phones. Not to mention mobile phones. There are many monks' cars parked in the parking lot of the back mountain of Lingxian Temple.

Monk Shihuai took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. If someone stood beside Monk Shihuai and looked at it, he would definitely see the name of the call on the phone—Chen Yan.

After a while, the phone was connected, and Chen Yan's lazy voice came from the receiver: "Hey, you stinky monk would take the initiative to look for me. It's rare. Why? Your temple closed? Or were you driven by the abbot? Out?"

Monk Shihuai didn’t get annoyed after hearing what Chen Yan said. He seemed to be used to it a long time ago. He smiled and said, "Donor Chen, you’re joking. Don’t joke about poor monks anymore. Poor monks call you because they have something to say. ."

Chen Yan's voice became more solemn and less lazy: "I know, you never call me when you are fine. Let's talk about it, what's the matter? Didn't we just called and said two days ago? What is the latest situation? What happened?"

Monk Shihuai said: "The new apprentice you received has come to me and just left." With that, Monk Shihuai told Chen Yan from seeing Chen Yi until Chen Yi left Lingxian Temple.

In fact, when Zhao Ting asked Chen Yi to help with Huanghua Pharmaceutical's affairs, Chen Yan contacted Monk Shihuai and sent him a photo of Chen Yi. After all, Chen Yi was young and had little experience. He handled such things, Chen Yan. Indeed, like Xu Kun, he was not at ease, but Chen Yan did not show it like Xu Kun. Instead, he called his old friend. Chen Yan believed that as long as Chen Yi did not violate the law or regulations intentionally, even if it was true He offended the chairman of Huanghua Pharmaceutical and was remembered. With the ability of his old friend, he could solve it in Xingzhou.

As for why not find Zhao Ting, Chen Yan knows the energy of Zhao Ting very well. Just as Chen Yi guessed, it is impossible for Zhao Ting to sit in this position without seeing Huang Jingchuan’s tricks. The appearance of Chen Yi asked Chen Yi to mention these for another reason. Chen Yi didn't know these things, but what he saw Chen Yan was very thorough.

If she could solve it, she wouldn't use Chen Yi at all.