I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 1413 The main purpose is to save people
Apparently, the little monk had never seen so much money in his life. He didn't know what to do with it at this moment. If he had such a large sum of money, not only could he help more people, but they could even repair the temple .

"Little master, I don't think this matter should be difficult for you. Why don't you take me to meet your abbot and let him make a decision." Zhang Mengyu looked at the young monk's tangled look and was a little bit dumbfounded.

"Okay, then come with me!" The little monk ran towards Xuanlong Ancient Temple with some staggering steps. It seemed that the abbot of Xuanlong Temple should live in this ancient temple.

Beside this ancient temple, there should be a brick house that looks a bit old, it seems that the abbot lived here.

"Master, master!" The little monk knocked on the door.

The door opened, and an old monk who seemed to be at least a hundred years old came out of the room. Although he looked thin and stooped, his body was very healthy, and he walked like flying, as if he was not a hundred years old at all. age.

"Master, there is a benefactor who said he would donate a large sum of money to Xuanlong Temple, but I can't make up my mind about the dirty things behind him, so I can only come to you!"

"Master already knows." The old monk patted the young monk's head, "You go to do today's homework first, the master is here to entertain the guests."

"Okay!" The little monk nodded obediently, and then ran in another direction.

"Master, you are polite. I don't know what to call the master?" Zhang Mengyu also asked very respectfully.

"My old man is empty."

"Master Yuankong, my friend and I want to live in Xuanlong Temple for three months. I wonder if the master can make it easier?" Zhang Mengyu asked, "I am willing to donate 10 billion blue crystal yuan to Xuanlong Temple. How this money is used depends entirely on the arrangement of the master."

"Thank you for the generosity of the benefactor," Master Yuankong said with a smile, "The benefactor is full of nobility, he is a rich and powerful person, why should he be wronged in my Xuanlong Temple?"

"It's not that I have some insights recently. I want to learn some Buddhism. I heard that the mage is profound, so I want to learn from the mage."

"Benefactor, I already know the reason for your visit. You don't have to lie to me. You probably want to take refuge in our Xuanlong Temple, right?" Master Yuankong immediately exposed Zhang Mengyu's lie.

"Hahaha," Zhang Mengyu was a little embarrassed, "Master really has profound Buddhist teachings, and this junior admires him. This time, I really want to seek the protection of Master here."

"That thing should be attracted by the benefactor, right?" Master Yuankong pointed to the sky and said.

When Zhang Menglong turned his head, what he was pointing at was the direction of the black mist, and he didn't know if it was his own illusion, it seemed that this thing seemed a little bigger than before.

Zhang Mengyu is convinced that ordinary people should not be able to see that black energy. It can be seen that Master Yuankong is indeed very capable, and he should be a real eminent monk, much better than those professional monks on their earth before .

"Yes, master," Zhang Mengyu said, "Several of my friends have been entangled by this thing, and even several people died of accidents. We heard that Xuanlong Temple is a holy place, so we came here Those who seek asylum here, I hope the master can take us in."

"I'm sorry," Master Yuankong shook his head, "As a monk, saving one's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and we shouldn't just ignore it, but I also want to go up and down for our Xuanlong Temple. I can't risk the entire eunuch to protect the benefactor...Moreover, our Xuanlong Temple is not capable of protecting the benefactor."

"Why?" Zhang Meng didn't understand. "I heard that the master took in a group of people like us a few years ago, and the master taught them to chant scriptures and Buddha. Why can't they do it when they come to our side?"

"Benefactor, the curse you have encountered is several times stronger than theirs," Master Yuankong explained, "Even if we took them in at that time, our Xuanlong Temple was almost destroyed. It’s just to better resist that force, that’s already the limit of our Xuanlong Temple.”

"The curse of the benefactor is too dangerous. My Xuankong Temple can no longer help the benefactor, so please forgive me for being helpless. The only thing I can do is to recite scriptures of the past for the benefactor..."

"Damn! Why did this old man curse me to death before he did anything? Do you want this world?" Zhang Mengyu was speechless. Master Yuankong's words were too straightforward. To be more euphemistic, would he die or something? of.

"Look, benefactor, the storm outside is getting worse!"

If the weather just now was only the brightness of the evening, it is completely dark now. You know, this is two or three o'clock in the afternoon!
Moreover, the protection area of ​​this temple seems to have become slightly smaller, as if that energy is constantly eroding the guardian power of this temple.

"Brother Zhang, we are back!"

At this time, Hui and others rushed back, but there seemed to be a few fewer original people, and they should be gone without asking.

"We encountered a car accident on the road. A fuel tanker directly hit the bus we were carrying, and then there was an explosion, killing 7 people." There are also bloodstains, which should also be injured.

With the entry of several people, the mass of black air in the sky actually increased by more than three times, and the surrounding rainstorm and strong wind also intensified.

"Master, how about this, we will only stay here for a while, because we need time to do some life-saving measures, if we affect the safety of Xuanlong Temple, we will leave immediately, what do you think? I promised you a donation , and offer it exactly!"

"This..." Master Yuankong also hesitated. He naturally noticed the tragic situation of Nazha and others. From the perspective of a monk, he really wanted to help, but seeing the increasingly serious storm...

"Okay!" Master Yuankong still didn't have the determination to drive Zhang Mengyu and others away, "But you can only stay for three days at most. According to the current situation, three days at most will reach the limit that our temple can bear. Before it gets dark, you must leave!"

"It's not for the money, but mainly because I want to do my best for the benefactors." Master Yuankong took the 10 billion savings card calmly.

"Enough is enough!" Zhang Mengyu finally showed joy, "If there are three days, let alone save my life, I'm sure even if I wipe out that god of death! Thank you, master!"

"Come along with me," Master Yuankong sighed. There should be a row of neat houses beside the ancient temple. Occasionally, some monks will stay in Xuanlong Temple for a while. Where they live, although there are many of them, it is enough to squeeze together.

"For the past two days, the benefactors should feel wronged here," Master Yuankong said.

"Master, stop." Zhang Mengyu stopped Master Yuankong who was about to turn around, "I want to ask Master a question."

"It's okay for the benefactor to say, if the old man knows about it, he must not hide it from the benefactor." After all, Zhang Menglong took one billion, so it's okay to satisfy this small need.

"I would like to ask Master, why does this Xuanlong ancient temple have the power to resist those dirty things?"

"This!" Master Yuankong also showed yearning eyes, "This has to start with the founder of Xuanlong Temple, he is a real eminent monk..."

(End of this chapter)