Cyber Daming

"Is this the meal you've been tinkering with for so long?"

Li Jun looked at the large bowl of white porridge in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

In fact, from the time he started working on Kowloon Street until he woke up today, Li Jun was already hungry and hungry after such a long time.

In the past, when his internal strength and physical strength matched each other, he did not have high requirements for external food intake.

But now the grade and level of Jumang Shu are much higher than the physical body, and it is in a state of frequently suppressing radiation pollution, so it puts a heavy burden on the body.

Although it will not fall into the situation of genetic collapse again, it is inevitable that the flesh and blood will dry up if this continues for a long time.

But with the bland food in front of him now, no matter how strong the decomposition ability of Li Jun's intestines and stomach is, he may not be able to eliminate even one thousandth of his hunger.

To put it simply, this bowl of porridge is not even enough for him to stuff between his teeth!

Zhou You ate very well. He wolfed down the food in a bowl and finished it in a few mouthfuls. The bottom of the bowl was shiny.

He put down the bowl, picked up the chopsticks and tapped the deformed shoulder, which was almost as high as his chin, and said helplessly: "Boss, you know that I am a mechanical person. I only eat this kind of food to satisfy my appetite. There is no way at home." Not much in stock.”

"If you feel you're not full, have some of this."

Zhou You took out a toothpaste-like substance and handed it to Li Jun. "I usually apply the bigu ointment produced by Nongjia Qimin Group externally on the brain orifices to feed the brain."

"However, I have read their product description and it can be taken internally. Moreover, this product is a cost-effective product that I carefully selected. The effect is also great, and it is absolutely satisfying."

Li Jun took the toothpaste dubiously, but as soon as he unscrewed the lid and took a look, he threw the thing to Zhou You and picked up the porridge bowl in front of him.

He really couldn't eat the dark, soft contents.

Zhou You shrugged his shoulders indifferently, took a finger-sized amount and applied it on the back of his neck, and then stood up.

"Then you can eat it by yourself first. If it's not enough, there's still some in the pot."

Li Jun didn't even raise his head, "What are you doing so late?"

Zhou You tossed the Bigu ointment in his hand and said, "Eat after meals to avoid cerebral obstruction."

Luohan Investment Group is the largest and only Buddhist group in Fuzhong Yu District, Chongqing.

The Luohan Temple where its headquarters is located has a majestic gate and a magnificent main hall. There are thousands of monks and strong financial resources.

Logically speaking, such a large Buddhist group should be built in a rich and prosperous urban area.

But the strange thing is that Luohan Temple is located next to the Shibati slum area where shantytowns are everywhere, adjacent to each other.

There was a saying circulating in Zhongyu District that the Arhat Temple was built next to the Shibati slum, which was like a giant Buddha stepping on the shoulders of these untouchables.

The monks can continuously knock their bones, suck their marrow, and use them to support themselves.

This is indeed the reality.

In the entire Shibati slum area, almost every household owes this temple 'incense money'. The only difference is how much.

After Zhou You walked out of the house, he did not follow his usual habit of wandering around in the intricate alleyways. Instead, he hurried straight to an inconspicuous side door next to the temple.

Boom..Boom. .

Not long after knocking on the door, a monk in white robes with a fat head and a round belly opened the door.

After seeing that it was Zhou You, the monk's fat face, which had remained sleepy, immediately showed a kind smile, clasped his hands and recited the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, Bodhisattva of Infinite Capital. Donor Zhou, didn't you just repay this month's 'blessing'? Why are you here again?"

Zhou You had no expression on his face and replied with a perfunctory gift, "I'm here to repay the 'merits' this time."

Buddhism is solemn and solemn, and we always only talk about fate, not money.

Therefore, for loans from temples, the principal is always called "merits", and the interest is called "blessings".

The young man opened his robe, and from the monk's vaguely disgusted eyes, he pulled out a stack of treasure notes from the gap in his ribs and handed it over.

This is the 10,000 yuan he got from playing fake punches with Brother Bao.

"It seems that Zhou Almsgiver is indeed blessed by Bodhisattva and has endless blessings. It is gratifying to have accumulated so much 'merit' so quickly."

The monk smiled but took out an electronic file from his sleeve with trembling hands and swiped the information on it.

"The total amount of 'merit' you asked for from our temple is 800,000 treasure notes. Over the years, you have paid back the principal of approximately 390,000 yuan. After counting this 10,000 yuan, the remaining 'merit' is less than 400,000 yuan." ”

The monk bowed deeply to Zhou You and congratulated: "Congratulations, Donor Zhou, you are not far away from perfecting your merits."

There was no joy in Zhou You's vicissitudes of life, and his brows seemed to be hung with a pair of weights, falling downwards.

"Master, how much time do I have left to 'pay my wish'?"

"Let Xiaoseng help the donor to check."

The fat monk once again clicked on the file screen in his hand, looked at the repayment time limit carefully, and then said: "According to the contract signed at that time, donor, you only have one year left.

"But with the speed at which you are making money, Donor Zhou, you should still be able to make it in time."

only one year left

Zhou You took a deep breath, pursed his lips, nodded silently, turned around and stepped out of the threshold.

But just as the small door behind him was about to close, the young man suddenly turned around!

The palm wrapped in black cloth was inserted directly into the crack of the door, and his head was firmly pressed against the door.

"Master, master, how is my brother Zhou Sheng doing now?"

The monk was startled, thinking that the young man was also trapped in debt and was obsessed with it, and was ready to fight to the death with the temple.

There are a lot of people like this popping up every year. In Luohan Temple, Zhike monks who are in charge of meritorious deeds are often killed by these ‘evil demons’.

Although people from behind the temple would be sent to determine the cause and effect, the Zhike monk who lost his life could only admit that he was unlucky.

After all, not all monks have the opportunity to be reincarnated and practice Buddhism again, and the number of places in the Buddhist kingdom is limited!

Seeing that Zhou You showed no signs of being possessed, the monk let out a long sigh of relief and said with a gloomy face: "Are you talking about Su Jing? He is living a very carefree life now! Living in the Buddhist kingdom every day, he is better than us. These ordinary people are so powerful."

Zhou You said urgently: "I'm talking about his body."

"Don't worry, as long as the time limit for 'repaying one's vows' in the contract has not expired, there will be no physical problems with his body. But if the time has passed, you should be aware of the consequences!"

The monk interrupted him unceremoniously and slammed the door shut.

“So much money and so little time”

Zhou You stood outside the door, his eyes empty and soulless, his hands and fingers inserted into the messy hair on his head, his back slowly sliding down against the wall.

"You still have to come to the temple to eat. This is the first time I've seen you do this."

An indistinct voice came into his ears, and Zhou You raised his head sluggishly.

Li Jun squatted in the darkness of the corner, holding a huge pig leg in his hand, and his mouth was full of oil as he ate it.