Steal The Wind But Not The Moon [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 63

Sleeping in the cold all night, Xiang Mingzhang woke up early, and on the couch at the end of the bed, Ling Tuan'er was sleeping soundly on the shirt he had taken off.

Xiang Mingzhang thought mockingly, does this cat feel lonely and wants to be accompanied, or does he sympathize with his loneliness and come to accompany him?

No matter which one is a bit pitiful, the huge building, the vast manor, there is no vitality under the splendor, and more and more trees are planted, trying to add vitality to the vegetation.

Xiang Mingzhang got up and took a shower. He didn't come to the South District often, so all the clothes and supplies he had prepared were brand new. He changed his clothes, and the morning fog hadn't cleared when he went out.

After passing the lake, the left bank was filled with metasequoia according to his order, but it was a pity that they were not tall enough.

Xiang Mingzhang drove to the North District. The courtyard was watered early in the morning and was wet. He walked through the halls but found no one, so he knocked on the door of the living room where the Guanyin statue was enshrined.

"Come in."

Xiang Mingzhang pushed the door open and walked in: "Mom."

The north and south districts of Manzhuang are divided into two sets of personnel, usually irrelevant to each other. Bai Yongti didn't know that Xiang Mingzhang was here, so she wrote behind the desk and asked, "Did you come last night?"

"Hmm." Xiang Mingzhang said, "Copying scriptures?"

Bai Yongti copied a chapter every morning and evening, put down the brush and said, "Copy it."

Xiang Mingzhang's coat was open, and his hands were in his pockets: "If you have time, you might as well sleep for a while."

"Don't talk nonsense." Bai Yongti folded the copied scriptures neatly, placed them in front of the Avalokitesvara statue, put her palms together and said "sin" twice.

Xiang Mingzhang raised his head and looked at the Buddha with an arrogant expression: "Why, Guanyin can hear? This is a crime. Isn't the heart of Guanyin a little small?"

Bai Yongti scolded in a low voice: "You came to make trouble early in the morning, didn't you?"

Xiang Mingzhang has received higher education and runs a technology company. As a firm materialist, he has never been afraid of ghosts and gods and does not believe in Buddhism.

Seeing that Bai Yongti was not happy, Xiang Mingzhang condescendingly smoked three sticks of incense, lit them and bowed to Guanyin, saying: "Since it works, please bless me to win the project smoothly."

Bai Yongti said helplessly: "You are too utilitarian."

Xiang Mingzhang said: "Seeking blessings is utilitarianism. The gods and Buddhas only eat incense and do nothing. Is this deal too cost-effective?"

"You don't understand." Bai Yongti thought he was unteachable, and shook her head, "Respect without asking, learn without believing."

Xiang Mingzhang remembered that Bai Yongti was very pessimistic. Since he believed in Buddhism, he had pinned all his hopes on him, but he refused to listen to any persuasion. When did he become "do not ask, do not believe"?

Bai Yongti said: "Xiao Chu told me the first time I came here, and I think it makes sense."

Xiang Mingzhang was surprised: "Chu Zhichen?"

Bai Yongti said: "At such a young age, he did not expect to have insights into the Buddhist Association. It is really rare."

Xiang Mingzhang's thoughts that had been settled all night turned into waves, he was in a mess, and he was almost unable to hold back. He had breakfast with Bai Yongti, and then left Manzhuang in a hurry.