Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The others all looked over, puzzled, "No, you're a police officer, why would you go to a temple for no reason? If you want a peace amulet, you should go to Master Su, he's much more reliable than going to a temple."

Li Wenhao touched his nose and said, "Oh, I have no choice. My old lady is a Buddhist, and I believe in Master Su and Taoism. We always quarrel and fight."

"Oh, I was beaten unilaterally."

"No, last month the old lady didn't have time to go, so she forced me to go and burn incense for her, praying for peace and prosperity for the family, and then I went."

"What does that have to do with your donation?"

Li Fumei pricked up her ears and listened. Who doesn't want to listen to gossip? She looked at the other person eagerly.

Li Wenhao coughed lightly and grinned, "Alright, since Xiao Fumei helped us all achieve merit and get the bonus, I'll reluctantly talk to you."

"It was like this. I bought some incense and was about to leave when a young monk stopped me and said their temple needed to repair a leak and asked me to donate some money for the incense."

He kept mumbling, "So many people were looking at me, how could I not give in? I only gave him a thousand yuan, and it broke my heart. My monthly salary is only seven or eight thousand yuan."

Gao Ming interrupted directly: "Okay, stop talking and get to the point."

Li Wenhao continued, "I donated one thousand yuan for incense offerings. Others donated thousands, tens of thousands, and even hundreds of thousands. They all received amulets from the monk, but I didn't get a single blade of grass."

"I just asked casually, and the little monk glared at me fiercely. It was completely different from the way he had asked me to donate money and give a little token of his appreciation before."

"It's too realistic. I thought a thousand yuan was not a small amount. Why is there such an attitude? Isn't it said that compassion is the most important thing? I've never seen Taoists do this."

Li Fumei said proudly, "That's right. We in the Xuan Sect believe in following our hearts. If we want to solve a problem, there's a price tag. If you don't want to, just refuse directly."

"That's not the kind of thing where you ask people for money and then get upset if it's too little. That's like begging, that's too pretentious."

This is a word said by a classmate, and she thinks it is very appropriate.

Li Wenhao nodded repeatedly: "That's right, it's just too pretentious, asking for money in the name of Buddhism. When did monks become so snobbish? I don't like to believe in Buddhism."

The others nodded. Since they met Master Su, they have changed from materialism to, if they really want to believe, they would rather believe in Xuanmen.

As they chattered, a pair of women rushed in, their eyes red and their faces filled with anger. "Police comrades, we need to call the police! Ciguang Temple is committing fraud and theft."

Li Wenhao's body stiffened. "Huh? Ciguang Temple, isn't that the temple I visited before? It's the one my old lady believes in very much."

"Let's go and see what's going on."

Xing Fei sighed when he saw them all running over. These were two major cases that had been solved in a row, and these people had let themselves go. Well, he might as well give them a break.

The last incident of the black clinic’s population has indeed left a shadow on people, so it would be good to relax.

The middle-aged woman said, "My name is Lin Chunzhi, and this is my husband, Zhang Han. We came here from Ancheng because we heard that praying at the Ciguang Temple here is very effective."

"We prepared 50,000 yuan for the incense offerings, but who knew we would encounter something like this? I sensed something was wrong yesterday. The monk kept asking me how much money I had brought."

"When they found out we brought 150,000 yuan but only gave 50,000 yuan for the incense offering, their attitude suddenly changed. They started to mock us for not being sincere in our prayers."

Lin Chunzhi became angrier and angrier as she spoke: "You don't know how angry I am. I brought 150,000 yuan because I have to return 100,000 yuan to my brother. We are here to burn incense and visit my brother's house at the same time."

"No matter what I said, the little monk was not satisfied. He kept scolding us, which made me so angry. He was so greedy. What else could he do with 50,000 yuan if he didn't do anything?"

"Who knows if this money was spent on the Buddha or someone else? I didn't expect Buddhism to be so snobbish."