"Little brother, this cup is full of water, why are you still pouring it into it?" The old man in monk robe looked at Xu Zimo and asked doubtfully.
"I know," Xu Zimo nodded and replied.
"Your heart is just like the cup in front of you, filled with your own thoughts and stubbornness.
I have to pour out all this water before we can discuss the merits of each Dharma."
After hearing Xu Zimo's words, both of them fell silent.
After a long time, the little novice monk clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to Xu Zimo, and said, "I have been taught!"
At this moment, the street outside the Buddhist temple suddenly became noisy.
The crowd was confused, as if something had happened.
Several people walked out of the inn and saw a group of people surrounding the street outside.
Countless people gathered around to watch the excitement.
"This man dares to steal things in Lifo City. Beat him to death."
"Sending him to hell with a butcher's knife is an act of blasphemy against Buddha."
There was a lot of noise all around, causing public outrage.
Xu Zimo made some inquiries and found out that everyone was making such a big fuss just because someone was stealing something.
Perhaps stealing things is a common thing in other places, and at most it will lead to quarrels or compensation.
But it's a little different in Lifo City.
People here believe that Buddha protects the city.
Everyone in Lifo City is supposed to be beautiful and kind-hearted.
Any greed here will be condemned by the whole people.
And their thoughts are very extreme.
I won’t tell you about the so-called endless ocean of suffering, putting down the butcher’s knife, and these great truths about turning back and finding the right path.
Extreme thoughts make them believe that only by killing all the bad people will there be good people left in the world.
Therefore, they use butcher's knives to deal with those who violate the core of the city.
From a large perspective, this kind of thinking is too morbid and unrealistic.
Those who fight demons should beware of becoming demons themselves.
But start from a small perspective, from the perspective of a city.
It is precisely because of this idea that the entire Buddha City is peaceful.
People will not steal or do anything that goes against the core of the city.
Because even the slightest mistake will be treated strictly here.
…………
At this moment, Xu Zimo and others squeezed into the crowded crowd and looked towards the middle.
It was a man wearing somewhat ragged clothes.
At this moment, he was holding two stolen meat buns in his hands and was being criticized by the crowd.
He was curled up and shivering by himself, not daring to say a word to refute.
"It turns out it's him," the young novice next to him whispered.
"Do you know him?" Xu Zimo asked curiously.
"There is a Jianxi Sect near our Buddha City.
Although this Jianxi Sect is just an ordinary sect that is not popular.
But they have very high attainments in swordsmanship."
The little novice next to me explained.
“I used to often go to Jianxi Sect to spread Mahayana Buddhism, and I am an old acquaintance with the sect leader there.
I have met this young man several times, and he is the most talented disciple of Jianxizong ever."
"Then how did it end up like this?" Xu Zimo asked curiously.
"Later the Jianxi Sect was destroyed, and I heard that they obtained the ancient divine sword," said the young novice monk.
“As for whether it’s true or false, we don’t know.
The Jianxi Sect was destroyed, and he was arrested and tortured to extract a confession, but nothing was asked.
His enemies were also afraid of killing him, and since then there has been no news about the divine sword.
Later, he was released, and now he is in this crazy state."
"Young Master, I feel the aura of the True Divine Sword on him," at this moment, Qing Ling inside his body suddenly reminded him.
"Fragments of the True Divine Sword?" Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
It seemed that things were interesting. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business originally.
Xu Zimo walked into the crowd and looked at the trembling man.
Then he turned to everyone and said, "Everyone, I'm sorry.
This is my brother. His nerves are a little abnormal. I blame me for not paying attention for a moment and letting him run out.
Please also bear with me.
In fact, he is very kind at heart."
"I don't know if he is kind or not, I only saw him stealing my buns," a bald man walked out of the crowd.
The man was tall and tall, wearing a light blue monk's robe, and he looked rather sinister.
"We are willing to compensate," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"How to compensate?" the big man asked.
"Whatever compensation you want, just specify a standard and we will comply with it," Xu Zimo replied.
The big man's eyes lit up slightly, and then he said, "I don't have to kill him.
But in order to teach him a painful lesson, you must compensate me for these buns at a hundred times the price."
"No problem," Xu Zimo smiled.
He waved his hand, and a large number of spiritual stones appeared in front of him in an instant.
"You can count them," Xu Zimo pointed at the pile of spiritual stones and replied.
"No, no, no," the big man in monk's robe shook his head and put the spiritual stones bit by bit into his ring with a smile on his face.
"Okay, let's go," Xu Zimo said to the frightened man next to him.
Then he turned around and left.
The man stood silent for a while, and finally followed Xu Zimo.
Ignoring the big man who was still counting the spiritual stones, Xu Zimo walked out of the crowd and patted King Qin You on the shoulder.
He said lightly, "I don't want him to see the sun tomorrow."
King Qin You nodded calmly and replied in a hoarse voice, "I understand."
…………
He took the ragged man back to the Buddhist temple and asked the young novice to prepare a room and a change of clothes for him alone.
While eating dinner, Xu Zimo looked at the man in front of him who was devouring his food and asked with a smile.
"May I have your name?"
The man ignored it and just kept eating.
Occasionally, he raised his head and smiled silly at Xu Zimo.
"Are you also after the so-called divine sword?" King Qin You asked helplessly when he saw this scene.
"No?" Xu Zimo asked.
"You also believe the rumors from the outside world," King Qin You said, shaking his head.
"Besides, you, the crown prince of the Imperial Immortal Sect, when did you need a sword?
I think the knife behind you is pretty good."
Xu Zimo smiled and did not answer again.
The sky gradually darkened, and after dinner, everyone returned to their rooms.
The crumbling candle slowly extinguished, and the quiet room was so quiet that you could even hear your heartbeat.
The crazy man was lying on the bed, staring at the darkness in front of him.
I was silent and didn't know what I was thinking about.
At this time, I saw a gust of wind blowing from outside and blew the window open.
The crazy man's expression became condensed, and he quickly got out of bed and closed the window.
He came to the table and lit the few remaining candles.
After being frightened, I felt a little relieved.
Just when he turned around and sat down, his whole body suddenly felt creepy...