Chapter 149 Du Wuming 【Subscription】Third Update

Wu Ming pinches himself, it hurts! Not a dream!

Wu Ming looked at Fangzheng in fear and shouted, "Fangzheng? Are you a human or a ghost?"

Fangzheng 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?"

Hearing that he was dead, Wuming thought of his family and all the past, collapsed on the spot, covered his face, knelt on the ground, and burst into tears: "I'm dead? I actually died? How is it possible? I'm not reconciled. .”

"Until now, don't you know your mistake?" Fangzheng asked.

"I know I'm wrong, but I can't help it! I just want to live a good life and let my wife and children live happily. Is there anything wrong? The money in the temple can be given to the so-called poor, Is it okay to give it to me? Why can’t I take it when they can get funding? I’m not convinced!” Wu Ming exclaimed.

"What do you want so much money for?" Fang Zheng asked.

"After a lifetime of suffering, of course we must live a good life, and the children are getting older, so I must prepare them with a wife's book and a business book, right?" Wu Ming said confidently.

"With a family, you still become a monk?" Fangzheng was stunned, 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, I have a lot of debts, no place to run, and finally I can only become a monk. How much is the monk, so much money, just grab a few, it is enough to live It’s a pity, that idiot Hongyan is too pedantic, donating money without keeping it! What a fool! If I were me, I would keep the money, expand the temple, absorb more incense, and earn more A lot of money. Using money to make money, the temple wins fame, and I make money, wouldn’t everyone be happy?"

Fangzheng smiled and said, "Is money really that important? You haven't been home for a long time because of money."

"Ten years, the moment I left home, I had no face to go back. If I don't make enough money, I can't go back, so I have to make money! I have to make more money, I have no choice!" Wu Ming shouted a little crazy.

"With such a strong obsession, how can you become a Buddha?" Fang Zheng shook his head slightly, and he didn't expect that Wu Ming's obsession turned out to be so. Ten years away from home, hiding in the temple to avoid creditors, in order to make money, to have the face to go home... With such obsession, it's no wonder Master Hongyan couldn't save him.

"So what about becoming a Buddha? Will becoming a Buddha free me? I just want money, but you have ruined everything! I am dead, but I curse you to die!" Wu Ming shouted fiercely .

Fangzheng didn't take it seriously, and smiled lightly: "If you're dead, what can you do? I'll give you a chance and take you home to have a look. Do you want to go?"

"Go, of course!" Wu Ming shouted immediately, for ten years, he wanted to go home even in his dreams! Now that he can go back and watch it, of course he wants to!

Fangzheng nodded and waved his hand. Wu Ming felt the world had changed, and when he opened his eyes, he had already returned to the door of his house.

Being close to the hometown is timid, now that he is dead, it is even more so when he comes back, for fear that after entering, Yin and Yang will not be able to recognize each other. He was even more afraid that after opening the door, the changes at home made him unacceptable! How is the old wife? How is the child? Although he sent people to visit them every year and brought back some news about them, the news was not good. But he has always believed that everything is the fault of money, and those things can be easily solved when he has money, so he has been working hard and never slacking off.

Wuming raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, when he heard the sound of smashing inside, Wuming's heart trembled, is there a thief in the house? He rushed in, and the soul passed through the wall and entered the room.

I saw a middle-aged woman with gray hair sitting in the house, crying on the ground.

The two men fought back and forth in the house, the TV was smashed, the sofa was overturned, and the house was in a mess!

"Wife, wife, what's the matter?" Wu Ming rushed to the middle-aged woman and asked.

It's a pity that the woman couldn't see him, and couldn't hear him. Seeing the two men fighting, she cried, "Don't fight, don't fight... stop it! Your father's bones are not cold, so you are like this?"

"I don't care, you guys are biased. Why do you pay big brother so much compensation? If he wants to get married, I won't get married? You must give me half of the compensation! No more points, no less!" A man shouted .

Another older man said angrily: "You don't even have a girlfriend, what money do you want? Going to gamble again?"

"What's wrong with betting? I can win money by betting, what about you? What else can you do besides eating the old? How much money can you make a year with your little dilapidated stall?" cried the younger brother.

"You...you...you are trying to piss me off." The woman cried loudly.

"You were the ones who got angry at me first, I tell you, if you lose a penny, we will never end!" The younger brother slammed the door and left.

The elder brother came over and coaxed the woman, "Mom, why don't you give the money to my younger brother."

"No, don't you know who he is? Give him? How much do you give him? Isn't it a loss?" The woman shook her head, then went back to the room and locked herself up.

Closing the door, hugging Wu Ming's photo, crying even more sadly: "Sun Wuben, Sun Wuben, this is what you said that money can solve everything? You are dead, you have more money, but the child is over... you go pat your ass I have become a monk, have you ever thought about us? I have raised two children by myself, and they have been without a father since they were young. They are blinded outside, the eldest is inferior and self-abased, and the second child goes out to fool around with others, and is very brave. Now you are gone , the compensation has arrived, hundreds of thousands, but our home is over! We can never go back to the beginning...

Although we were poor back then, even though your business failed, we were still a complete family. What now? Do you still have a home now? It's all over, over..."

After the woman finished speaking, she took out a knife and cut her wrist to commit suicide!

"Don't, don't!" Seeing this scene, Wu Ming kept shouting, but the other party couldn't hear him at all.

When he saw the woman's wrist was bleeding profusely and her complexion became paler and paler, Wu Ming cried. Kneeling in front of the woman, he slapped his big mouth and shouted: "My wife, I was wrong! I am not human! Fuck the money, I only want you! Everything I do is for this family Ah... 55555... I was wrong, I'm back, I'm back! Fangzheng, I know you're still here, please, save my wife! Save her! As long as you save her, I promise you anything! "

"Amitabha, Wuming, you are dead and the money has been paid, aren't you satisfied? Don't you think that all karma is due to money?" The void trembled, and Fangzheng appeared out of thin air, dressed in a white monk's robe. On the body, it looks more sacred and solemn.

"What's the use of having a lot of money? How painful is it for a wife without a husband? How painful is it for a child without a father? I don't want them to go astray... Maybe I was wrong at the beginning. I always think about earning a lot of money , and 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 his head, looked at the dilapidated home, and his wife lying on the bed, weeping.