Wu Ming pinched himself, it hurt! Not a dream!
Wu Ming looked at Fang Zheng in fear and shouted: "Fang Zheng? Are you a human or a ghost?"
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter whether the poor monk is a human or a ghost. What matters is that you are a ghost. You are already dead. Do you have any last words?"
When Wu Ming heard that he was dead, he thought of his family and the past, and collapsed on the spot. He covered his face, knelt on the ground, and cried loudly: "I am dead? I am actually dead? How is it possible? I am not willing to accept it. .”
"You still don't know your mistake until now?" Fang Zheng asked.
"I know I'm wrong, but I can't help it! I just want to live well and let my wife and children live happily. Is there anything wrong? The money from the temple can be given to the so-called poor people. Can't you just give it to me? Why can they get funding but I can't? I'm not convinced!" Wu Ming shouted.
"What do you need so much money for?" Fang Zheng asked.
"After a lifetime of hardship, of course I have to live a good life. The children are getting older. I have to prepare a wife's book and a business book for them, right?" Wu Ming said confidently.
"You have a family, and you still become a monk?" Fang Zheng was stunned, but he didn't expect Wu Ming to have a family.
Wu Ming said: "Do you think I want to? But I have no other way out. I am in debt and have no place to run. I have to become a monk in the end. How many monks are there? With so much money, I can just grab a few handfuls and it will be enough to live on. It's a pity that Hongyan fool is so pedantic that he doesn't keep any money, but donates it! What a fool! If it were me, I would keep the money, expand the temple, absorb more incense, and earn more A lot of money. Use money to make money, the temple will gain reputation, and I will make money. Wouldn’t everyone be happy?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Is money really that important? You haven't been home for a long time because of money."
"It's been ten years. The moment I left home, I had no shame in going back. I couldn't go back unless I made enough money, so I had to make money! I had to make more money, and I had no choice!" Wu Ming shouted a little crazy.
"How can I become a Buddha if my obsession is so heavy?" Fang Zheng shook his head slightly. He did not expect that Wu Ming's obsession would be such. He had been away from home for ten years, hiding in a temple to avoid creditors, in order to make money and have the honor to go home... With such obsession, it's no wonder that Master Hongyan couldn't save him.
"So what if I become a Buddha? Will becoming a Buddha free me? I just want money, but you ruined all this! I am dead, but I curse you to die badly!" Wu Ming shouted fiercely .
Fang Zheng disagreed and said with a chuckle: "I'm dead, so what? I'll give you a chance and send you home to see you, will you go?"
"Go, of course!" Wu Ming shouted immediately. He has been dreaming of going home for ten years! Now that he can go back and watch it, of course he wants to!
Fang Zheng nodded and waved his hand. Wu Ming felt the world shift, and when he opened his eyes again, he was back at the door of his home.
He was timid when he was close to his hometown. Now that he was dead, he would be even more so when he came back. He was afraid that after entering, the yin and yang would be separated and they would not be able to recognize each other. He was even more afraid that after opening the door, he would find changes in his home that were unacceptable to him! How is your former wife? How is the child? Although he sends people to visit them every year and brings back some news about them, the news is not good. But he always believed that everything was the fault of money. Once he had money, those things could be easily solved, so he kept working hard and never let up.
Wu Ming raised his hand and was about to knock on the door when he heard the sound of smashing coming from inside. Wu Ming's heart trembled. Is there a thief at home? He rushed in, and his soul passed through the wall and entered the room.
I saw a middle-aged woman with gray hair sitting in the house, sitting on the ground crying.
The two men were fighting in the house. The TV was smashed, the sofa was overturned, and the house was in a mess!
"Wife, wife, what's going on?" Wu Ming rushed to the middle-aged woman and asked.
It's a pity that the woman couldn't see him or hear him speak. She saw the two men fighting and cried: "Stop fighting, stop fighting... stop it! Your father's bones are still cold, is this all you do?"
"I don't care, you are partial, why should you give so much compensation to your eldest brother? If he wants to get married, won't I get married? You must give me half of the compensation! You don't want one more point, and you can't get one less point!" shouted a man. .
Another older man said angrily: "You don't even have a girlfriend, what money do you want? Are you going to gamble again?"
"What's wrong with gambling? I can still win money by gambling, but what about you? Besides chewing the old man, what else can you do? How much money can you make in a year with your little shabby stall?" shouted the younger brother.
"You... you... you are trying to make me mad." The woman cried.
"You were the ones who made me angry first. Let me tell you, if we lose even one penny, we will be finished!" The younger brother slammed the door and left.
The brother came over and coaxed the woman: "Mom, why don't you give some money to your brother?"
"No, don't you know who he is? Give it to him? How much should you give him? Doesn't he lose?" The woman shook her head, then returned to the room and locked herself up.
He closed the door, hugged Wu Ming's photo, and cried even more sadly: "Sun Wuben, Sun Wuben, is this what you said, money can solve everything? If you die, you will have more money, but the child will be finished... Just go and become a monk. Now, have you ever thought about us? I am raising two children by myself, and they have been as if they have lost their father since they were young. They have been looked down upon outside, the eldest son feels inferior and gives up on himself, and the second son goes out to fool around with others, and is very brave and fierce. Now you are gone, The compensation has arrived, it’s hundreds of thousands, but our family is ruined! We will never be able to go back to where we were before...
Although we were poor and your business failed, we were still a complete family. What now? Do you still have a home now? It’s all over, it’s all over…”
After the woman finished speaking, she took out a knife and committed suicide by slitting her wrists!
"No, no!" Wu Ming kept shouting when he saw this scene, but the other party couldn't hear him at all.
When he saw the woman's wrists were bleeding profusely and her face was getting paler, Wu Ming cried. Kneeling in front of the woman, he slapped his big mouth and shouted: "Honey, I was wrong! I am not a human being! I only want the money to fuck you! Everything I do is for this family Ah... 55555... I was wrong, I'm back, I'm back! Fang Zheng, I know you are still here, please, save my wife! Save her! As long as you save her, I will promise you anything!"
"Amitabha, Wu Ming, you are already dead and the money has been compensated. Aren't you still satisfied? Don't you think that all cause and effect is because of money?" The void shook, and Fang Zheng appeared out of thin air, wearing a white monk's robe. On the body, it looks more and more sacred and solemn.
"What's the use of having more money? How painful is it for a wife without a husband? How painful is a child without a father? I don't want them to go astray... Maybe I was wrong from the beginning. I always thought about making a lot of money, Then go back and let them live a happy life.
But it's all wrong... This is not what I want, no! "Wu Ming turned around and looked at the dilapidated home and his wife lying on the bed, crying.
(End of chapter)