Cheng Dalei saw prisoners from other cells being escorted out, and they would be locked up in other places. Someone walked into his cell, pointed a crossbow at him, and then put shackles on his body, shackles on his feet, and a wooden shackle around his neck.
, Cheng Dalei felt that the weight was at least several hundred kilograms. He was fine sitting down, but once he stood up, he had to bear hundreds of kilograms of weight.
After a long time, a white-robed monk came to the cell, lit an oil lamp and placed it in front of him. He smiled, sat down cross-legged and put his hands together.
Cheng Dalei was speechless and was stunned for a long time before he said, "Is this necessary?"
The entire cell was emptied, and there were more than five hundred kilograms of shackles on his body, as well as the old monk who shot him down with one move.
This fucking flying toad wants to save him, unless he knows earth magic.
The old monk clasped his hands and smiled: "It's just because the donor is too generous."
"Hey, because I am so extraordinary, I want you, an extraordinary monk, to look at me. Do you praise me or yourself?"
The old monk was speechless.
"Monk, where are you from, Shaolin Temple?"
"The night is long and I have no intention of sleeping. Since neither of us can sleep, let's just have a chat."
"How about I tell you a joke? Do you know what men have but women don't?"
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No matter what Cheng Dalei said, the monk remained unmoved and clasped his hands together and fell into concentration.
"Hey, we are actually traveling together. You may not know my name. I am Cheng Dalei. I once worshiped the Antarctic Immortal as my teacher. My eldest brother Taibai Jinxing and my junior brother Tianpeng Marshal. I know the Five Thunder Techniques and have clairvoyance and ears for the wind.
, can call the wind and rain.”
The old monk was unmoved.
Cheng Dalei gritted his teeth and suddenly said: "Hey, Meng Zhi, why don't you still be polite when you see the real Buddha?"
The old monk finally opened his eyes, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. He had been hiding from the world for many years, and very few people in the world knew his name, and this person still called him by his common name before he became a monk. Except for his dead parents, no one in this world has ever known him.
No one knows.
Cheng Dalei sneered, without looking at him, and said slowly: "Meng Zhizhi, fifty-two years old, with the Buddhist name Qingye, with the Great Compassionate Palm, and the Vajra Indestructible Power."
Qingye Buddha looked at Cheng Dalei and paused for a long time, still unable to hold back his curiosity.
"How did you know?"
"Hey, I want to know, I want to know." Cheng Dalei said: "I told you that my master is an Antarctic immortal. I don't know anything. Let's just chat. If you don't say anything, I will tell you that you were peeping at women when you were a child.
If you talk about taking a shower, it will affect your personality a lot."
"Uh...what are you talking about?" Qingye Buddha feels that he has encountered the most difficult enemy in his life, because you can't figure out his tricks at all.
"Let's just talk about anything. For example, let's start with first love."
"Actually, the poor monk really doesn't know something very well and wants to ask the donor for advice."
"Please tell me?" Cheng Dalei knew what the old monk was going to ask. It must be why he had to kill Yang Longting, and then he would tell himself about retribution and repayment of injustice. Master, he just likes to talk about the philosophy of life and so on.
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"What are the things that men have but women don't? It's not that the poor monk didn't want to talk to the donor just now. He just kept thinking about this issue and was a little rude. Please don't blame the donor."
"Uh..." Cheng Dalei only had one sentence to say at this moment, but I kept a low profile and didn't say it.
"Beard, it's a beard." Cheng Dalei.
"Oh, it turns out to be a beard." Qingye Buddha nodded and smiled: "The poor monk thought it was..."
"What did you think it was?" Cheng Dalei narrowed his eyes, hey, it turns out you are this kind of person.
"The poor monk thought it was Adam's apple, but now that I think about it, it's wrong." Qingye Buddha.
"..." Cheng Dalei.
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"The Buddha said that all living beings are suffering. It starts from self-attachment. All thoughts arise from one mind. Sometimes you hold on tightly but get nothing. Sometimes you let go but you can have more. Why doesn't the donor try?
try?"
"Hey, you already defrauded me of a bun last time. I will never give you the sesame buns today."
"It is said that before an old monk died, his disciples asked him what his last wish was. The old monk said that he had never slept with a woman or seen a woman's body in his life. In order to fulfill his wish, the disciple invited a prostitute to go up the mountain. After one night,
The disciple asked the old monk how he felt, and the old monk sighed: It turns out he is the same as the nun."
In the entire Penal Prison, there were only two people, Cheng Dalei and Qingye Buddha. Qingye Buddha was responsible for guarding Cheng Dalei and stayed opposite Cheng Dalei twelve hours a day.
This was very boring, so Cheng Dalei talked nonsense and talked nonsense with Qingye Buddha. Qingye Buddha probably thought that Cheng Dalei's occasional nonsense was quite bland, so he started talking about Buddhism with him, hoping to win over another disciple for the Buddha.
Cheng Dalei's balls ached, and now he could at least have a monk to chat with to relieve his boredom, so the two began the process of contaminating each other.
"Master, why do bad people only need to put down their butcher's knife to become a Buddha, while good people have to go through 99 or 81 difficulties to become a Buddha?"
"Buddha never said that."
"Uh... quite upright."
"But there was a chastity woman who was widowed when she was young and never talked to men. The court gave her a chastity arch, which made her ancestors proud and her family became a legend. But after she died, everyone found something under her pillow. The master guessed
What is it?"
Qingye Buddha frowned slightly and thought for a moment: "Old monk, I don't know."
"Do you want to know? Do you want to know?" Cheng Dalei said with an expression like "I've seen through you": "Buddhists don't lie."
Qingye Buddha is not well-known in Chang'an, nor is he well-known in the world, because his reputation is only among some dignitaries. Many princes, ministers, and frontier officials have to ask him for wisdom. Among these people,
Green Leaf Buddha is known as the reincarnation of Arhat.
The words are written in jade and the words are written in gold.
However, when facing Cheng Dalei, Qingye Buddha felt that his faith was challenged like never before. The key is that although Cheng Dalei talks nonsense, sometimes what he says still makes sense.
For example, one day Qingye Buddha couldn't stand Cheng Dalei anymore, so he said, "Donor, you talk so much about slandering Buddhas and destroying gods. Aren't you afraid of going to the endless hell after death and suffering the pain of mountains of swords and seas of fire?"
"I don't think Buddha... should be so careless."
Hey, that seems to make some sense.
For example, today, Qingye Buddha asked himself, he still wanted to know what was under the pillow of that chaste woman. Buddhist disciples always want to understand everything in the world, and how can they save all sentient beings without understanding them?
"Please give me some advice."
"Exchange." Cheng Dalei narrowed his eyes and smiled: "What's the situation outside now?"
The Qingye Buddha's eyes opened slightly, and the divine light in his eyes solidified.
"You are about to die. On July 14th, you will be executed in Lingchi."