Before Qingming Festival, the big boss asked me to go to the Zen monastery to offer a lamp to his deceased relatives, so as to wish him prosperity and peace in the next life. I obeyed and even paid more money to double my salvation. Later, a handsome guy dressed in black came to my door. The handsome guy gritted his teeth and apologized: "You're the one who gave a living person a month of salvation? I've even torn through the book of life and death down there and haven't reconciled the account!"
