Sleeping peacefully all night with the company of the stars. When he woke up in the morning, the window was covered with autumn fog. Chen Chang'an rolled in the quilt. The cold air outside the quilt barrier made him not want to get up at all.

Wash yourself clean, change into clean clothes, throw the dirty clothes into the washing machine, and set the laundry time. Chen Chang'an walked to the door and turned back, taking out the spare key of the door in the drawer.

The fog was too strong in the morning, so he didn't dare to drive the car too fast. He drove downstairs to the office building and met Xu Ze who had just gotten out of the car. Chen Chang'an heard Chen Panpan mention that Xu Ze's family had good conditions in the local area, so his parents just graduated and equipped him with a car.

When Xu Ze saw Chen Changan get out of the car, he was stunned at first, and then smiled and said, "Congratulations on buying the car."

"I bought it." Chen Chang'an closed the car door. "My friend's family has many cars. Seeing that it was inconvenient for me to get to get off work, he borrowed a car for me to drive."

"It seems that your friend has a good relationship with you." Xu Ze glanced at this new car. The price of this brand of car is relatively high. Even the low-configured Volkswagen model costs about 300,000 yuan: "It is said that cars and partners cannot be shared. He is willing to share the car with you. Such a good guy is hard to find in the world, so don't let him go."

Chen Chang'an thought that Dao Nian even shared a key to the door for him, and rounding it up would be like to treat him as a family member.

The two went upstairs with laughter and laughed. When they entered the door, they heard Ding Yang and Chen Panpan bickering. They had long been used to the unhappy way of getting along with each other without quarrel. Chen Chang'an and Xu Ze were too lazy to persuade him, and sat directly in their own position.

Xu Ze distributed half of the breakfast to Chen Chang'an, and Chen Chang'an gave Xu Ze a bottle of milk to Xu Ze. After the two of them finished arguing, they had finished their breakfast.

Director Du walked in with a big belly and wearing a thick wig, and praised everyone with a smile, highlighting that since Chen Chang'an from their department subdued a very vicious gangster last night, the superiors specially allocated a bonus to them, they could receive more wages this month.

"And this." Director Du took out a certificate of honor from his coat pocket and put it in Chen Chang'an's hands. "Our department is poor and there is nothing to reward you. I bought this out of my own pocket. Don't dislike it."

Chen Chang'an: "..."

After Director Du returned to the office, Chen Panpan touched the certificate of honor and whispered: "I tell you that Director Du is very stingy. He must have bought this certificate of honor from two yuan shops. You should be gentle when you take it, I'm afraid you accidentally get it apart."

"It's good to have a small book, it's better than verbal rewards." Ding Yang came to Chen Chang'an, "Chang'an, tell us about the past when fighting against the criminals last night. With you in the department, when we go to the public meeting in the future, no one should laugh at us as the nursing department."

"After?" Chen Changan felt that his actions last night had little to do with the "brave fight against the criminals". "There was nothing to say about just kicking and punching the ground."

Ding Yang remembered the incident of Chen Chang'an beating the street gangsters and fell silent for a moment.

Why did he forget Chang'an's terrible combat power?

Chen Chang'an discovered that Aunt Juan had not come to work again. It was not until more than an hour after working hours in the afternoon that she rushed back from outside in a dusty manner, with a little solemn expression and seemed to be worried.

Could it be that her sister's family's business has not been handled yet?

After work in the evening, Chen Chang'an went to several stores before picking up a simple and elegant keychain, hung up the keys of his house, excitedly preparing to drive to Daonian's house, suddenly, I came back to my senses and remembered that I had just returned to my house to live for a day, and turned around and ran to Daonian's house to eat and drink. It seemed a bit bad?

He looked down at the key in his hand, and turned the front of the car home depressedly.

After dinner, it was already dark, so he had nothing to do, so he had to go downstairs to the square near the community. The houses here are relatively old and the public facilities are a bit old. On the already small square, there are old men and women gathered in dancing, and there are vendors doing small businesses around him. The noisy and popular ones, which also makes the whole square look a bit crowded.

Just as Shen Changan was holding a mutton skewers in his hand and was about to chew on his head, a monk with kind eyes and a robe in a sea green robe walked up to him: "I am merciful to me."

Chen Chang'an hid the fragrant mutton skewers behind him and wiped his mouth clean: "What's wrong with this...master?"

"My monk Yan Yin, I am fortunate to meet the donor today. I would like to ask the donor for a few questions. Please give me advice." Yan Yin clasped his hands together, "My monk is reckless, please forgive me."

Chen Changan inexplicably said: "I have never been exposed to anything related to Buddhism, please forgive me."

Yan Yin was not angry when he heard this, but instead showed a gentle smile: "No, what the monk wants to ask the donor has nothing to do with the Buddha, but with the people of the world."

Chen Chang'an: "..."

He has met a liar, but unfortunately this man has kind-hearted eyebrows and speaks in a daze.

"Please rest assured that the donor is not a liar." Yan Yin took out his own certificate of decree, "This is a certificate of decree printed by the Buddhist Association, and there is no fraud."

"You are a great monk. If you don't even know the problem, I may not understand even more." Chen Chang'an pinched the mutton skewers in his hand, so he didn't go to receive the certificate. He just took a closer look and pretended that he understood very much.

After all, he didn't know what the real certificate would look like, so even if the other party gave him a fake certificate, he couldn't tell it: "You ask, if I can't answer, please forgive me."

"The donor has a fate with my Buddha. Even if you can't answer it today, you will find the answer in the future." Yan Yin smiled to Chen Chang'an tolerantly, as if even if Chen Chang'an pointed to the night sky and said, "The sunlight tonight is so dazzling", he probably smiled and said with a smile that the donor really has wisdom when seeing the essence of the sun through the appearance of the moon.

Being stared at such a tolerant look, Chen Changan couldn't help but take a step back.

"How do the donor think of the people of the world?" Yan Yin clasped his hands together and bowed.

"Viewing the people?" Chen Chang'an never thought about this question, because he himself is one of the people and he lives a unclear life, so how can he be qualified to look at others?

"The question of the mage..." Chen Chang'an laughed, "The people of the world need no one to see. Everyone has to welcome their birth, old age, sickness and death. They don't have time to see others, and of course they don't care how others view their lives. Master, I can't answer your question."

Unexpectedly, Chen Chang'an would answer like this. Yan Yin suddenly understood that in Shen Chang'an's heart, he was one with the people, so he would not be above the people, to evaluate them and look at them.

Yan Yin couldn't help but wonder, are they, the practitioners who practice outside the world, claiming to be pure in their six senses, already looking down at them in their subconscious mind?

"The donor's insight makes people feel ashamed of themselves. The donor has merits and has a connection with my Buddha, so he is not as good as..."

"What's better?" Mr. Zhang, who had practiced Tai Chi sword in the square, rushed out from somewhere and blocked Shen Chang'an in a fierce manner. "Young people just have no life experience and dare to take care of anyone. Aren't you afraid of being a liar who pretends to be a monk?"

"I..." Before Chen Chang'an could say anything, he was interrupted by Uncle Zhang: "Go and eat mutton skewers, leave it here to me." He pointed to the corner with disgust, letting Chen Chang'an move farther away, as if he would draw out the Tai Chi sword in minutes to fight the monk to the death.

After Chen Chang'an squatted into the corner, Mr. Zhang looked at Yan Yin with a expressionless face: "Master Yan Yin, you are thinking about poaching when you arrive here?"

"What does Master Zhang mean?" Yan Yin clasped his hands together, and his kind smile was filled with the Buddha's love for the world. "As an ordinary person, donor Chen has the freedom to understand Buddhism..."

"The country has long had regulations prohibiting preaching in public places." Mr. Zhang took out his cell phone, "Believe it or not, I will call you now to report it."

Yan Yin: "…"

Everyone is a practitioner. Isn’t it a bit inadequate to call the police if you disagree?

Chen Chang'an stood not far away and saw that Mr. Zhang was talking to the mage. He guessed that the two might know each other, so he didn't rush to go over. He finished all the grilled lamb skewers and wiped his mouth clean before slowly leaning over: "Uncle Zhang, are you friends with this mage?"

"Don't you know that I am an old man without feelings? Who is friends with this monk?" Mr. Zhang turned to look at Chen Chang'an, "Let's go, let's go back."

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist Zhang, I have a chance to meet you thousands of miles away. My monk troubled you tonight." Yan Yin followed the two of them with a smile when he saw Mr. Zhang and Chen Chang'an leaving.

Uncle Zhang ignored him and turned his head to educate Chen Chang'an: "I tell you that there are many rules and precepts in those temples and precepts. The most important thing is that you will suffer from a very terrible sequelae, that is, when you see a good young man, you will feel that he is destined to be with the Buddha, and your face will become thicker and thicker."

"Uncle Zhang, it turns out that in your eyes, I am a good young man." Chen Changan sighed. He thought Mr. Zhang didn't like him very much.

Uncle Zhang: “…”

Can this stupid kid grasp the key point?

"Have the donor heard the story of Jin Chanzi's reincarnation for ten generations and finally becoming a Buddha?" Yan Yin asked with difficulty.

"What is the story of Tang Monk in Journey to the West that the Golden Cicada was reincarnated in the tenth generation? "Uncle Zhang sneered, "If it weren't for Sun Wukong, he would have been eaten by monsters so much that he would not even have bones left."

The more I listened to them, the more I felt something was wrong in Chen Chang'an. Why did this monk suddenly mention the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi for ten generations? Could it be that this monk could see what kind of merit body he has in the ten generations? If he knew, then did Mr. Zhang know about it?

He didn't know how powerful his so-called ten-life merit was, but seeing that this master obviously had the intention of pulling him into Buddhism, it proved that this merit body was of some use.

Chen Changan could not guess the intention of this mage. In contrast, he believed in Mr. Zhang who had a bad temper and liked to show off his face. At least this stubborn man had never done anything except to make him fail to kill him, but also liked to give him some Ganoderma lucidum ginseng that he didn't know whether it was true or not.

If they didn't say it, Chen Chang'an pretended not to hear anything, and planned to take this opportunity to explore their true thoughts.

No matter what Yan Yin said, he could be squeezed back by Mr. Zhang with a squished face. In the end, he simply closed his mouth and maintained the mysterious style of a monk.

"Please rest assured, the Crow Clan has been following this human." In the corner of the square, a short man secretly followed Chen Chang'an and three others walking in front of him with his mobile phone, and whispered to the human on the other end of the mobile phone, "He is following a monk and a Taoist, all of whom are practitioners with higher status on humans. The elders guessed that this son is close to the adults, and it is very likely that he was a beauty plan arranged by the human monks."

"So many years have passed, and humans are still so shameless." On the other end of the video, several elders of the Bird Clan slapped the table in anger, "You did a good job and continue to follow him and find ways to capture evidence. As long as you hand over these evidence to the adults, our clan will not only be able to make meritorious contributions, but also make adults hate the human race."

"Okay, elder." When the elder praised him, the short man was very excited and held his cell phone and continued to rush forward. However, after walking a few steps, he was stopped by an aunt wearing a red armband.

"Who are you taking your phone to take a photo?" The old lady Hongjieban saw the man's sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, looking at him with a treacherous look, "Young man, I'll tell you that you can't take photos of others in public places. Your behavior will be convicted of hooliganism when we were young."

"Let go, who has taken a secret photo of a woman?" Seeing that Chen Changan was about to leave his sight area, the short and thin man was a little anxious. He impatiently pushed away the aunt who was blocking him, "An old guy who meddled with the other person."

This push came out with a big event. The aunt fell down on the spot and screamed: "I'm beating someone, there's a sneak shot here to bully the old man!"

Before the short and thin man could react, he was surrounded by the crowd around him. Countless people raised their phones and took photos at him. As a fairy, he still had too little knowledge and did not know the philosophy of life that could not act casually against the elderly.

"It's really a shameless thing to use your mobile phone to do such a shameless thing, and even push the old man to hit."

"That's right? People advised him not to do this, and even scolded others for meddling in other people's business. The turtle grandson is really not a thing."

"Didn't photograph a woman? It's not right to photograph a man. This is an infringement of other people's privacy. Do you understand equality between men and women?"

The short and thin man watched Chen Chang'an disappear on the corner of the street, while he was flooded by the righteous people.

"Uncle Zhang, do you think..." Chen Chang'an looked up at the landscape trees on both sides of the road, "There are a lot of birds on both sides of the road tonight?"

"Hmm?" Uncle Zhang looked up and saw that there were indeed a few sparrows jumping on the treetops. "Is it going to rain?"

Chen Chang'an looked thoughtfully at the tree across the street, where there were a few birds on it: "Maybe." After saying this, he suddenly took a step to the left, and a piece of bird poop fell next to his right foot.

He raised his head again, and the necklace hanging around his neck fell out accidentally. The sparrows on the treetops spread their wings and flew away, as if they were greatly frightened.

Yan Yin noticed the necklace around Chen Chang'an's neck. He subconsciously felt that there seemed to be something mysterious on the necklace, but when he looked carefully, he found that there was nothing special on it. Perhaps it was because Chen Chang'an had a ten-generation merit body that made him have this illusion?

Although Mr. Zhang was so disgusted with Master Yan Yin, he still let him into the house. Chen Chang'an did not affect the "exchange relationship" between them and slipped home to sleep.

When he went to work the next day, he heard Chen Panpan say that a man secretly photographed other men in the square last night. After being discovered by the supervising aunt in the square, he dared to hit people. This incident was photographed by enthusiastic people next to him and put it online, attracting many netizens to watch.

"This kind of person is really. Whether you like men or women, you must first learn to respect them." Chen Panpan said, "It's too disgusting to take a secret photo."

"Maybe they are not filming true love, they are filming love rivals." Ding Yang threw the data table to Chen Panpan. "Anyway, the person has been arrested, so you should think about how to finish the form."

Watching the fun, the video was circulated by the "just passers-by" online, the old ladies who can't afford to offend, and the vulgar men who secretly photographed others. The three parties gathered together, which was simply a fostering place.

Seeing that the two were about to start quarrels again, Chen Changan buried his head in front of the computer screen and refused to get involved in the war between the two.

I thought the day was about to pass like this, but when he got off work at noon, he had just walked downstairs when he saw two outstanding young men and women suddenly coming over to look at him, and then raised their chin proudly.

"That's all."

"Vulgar powder."

"Is there something wrong?" Chen Panpan just finished fighting with Ding Yang. It was the time when he was in high spirits. When he saw someone coming to find trouble for Chen Chang'an, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "Your parents have never taught you what politeness is and what cultivation is?"

"You go away, there is no place for you to speak here." The young woman smiled sarcastically at Chen Panpan, then turned to look at Chen Chang'an, "How long do you think you can be proud, ha?"
To be continued...