Embers Ad Infinitum

Hearing Chan Naga's answer, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were pleasantly surprised, and even Jiang Baimian had similar emotions.

In fact, she wasn't too sure that the other party would definitely agree. She just followed a certain feeling and made the request.

And that feeling comes from the observation and memory of Zen Naga’s words and deeds.

"Thank you, Zen Master!" Shang Jianyao stretched his hand out of the window and waved twice with a sincere expression.

Zenaga said without any change in expression:

"Several donors, please lead the way."

He turned the dark black motorcycle around, got on it again, and turned the accelerator.

Bai Chen relied on the alley next to him, skillfully turned the vehicle around, and drove towards Old K's house in the Red Giant Wolf District.

Jiang Baimian pondered for a moment, sat in the passenger seat, and said to himself:

"Zen Master, the enemy of our companion has some background and is hiding some mysteries. He came to the door rashly. I am afraid that I will bump into someone I shouldn't bump into and encounter something I shouldn't encounter. When the time comes, even if you dissuade me, I won't be able to do anything. Be good.

"We went to the Golden Apple District just to visit a nobleman. He was that guest and often participated in some secret gatherings. He might know something.

"Once we learn the general situation from him, we will know what to be wary of, which time period to choose, and what actions to take."

Zen Naga, who was riding next to the vehicle, directly let his voice ring in the minds of Jiang Baimian and others:

"You just have to do it according to your own arrangements. If it's not right, I will stop you."

"Okay, Zen Master." Jiang Baimian breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Shang Jianyao said with confusion:

"Zen Master, I see that you are compassionate. Why don't you think of ways to solve the slave problem, factory environment problem and labor intensity problem in the 'Primary City'? Why don't you try to lead the lower-class citizens, wanderers, and nobles in the Green Olive District? dialogue, help them win more rights and means of production, and jointly build a beautiful new world..."

Stop, stop talking... Jiang Baimian shouted feebly in his heart.

She is not very clear about the concept of "Crystal Consciousness Sect" and the pursuit of Zen Naga. If the other party really claims to be compassionate and save all sentient beings, then these questions from Shang Jianyao are like slapping the other party in the face, one after another. one.

Those who have little self-control may become angry on the spot and make the "Old Tune Team" worse than death. Those who have better self-control may have the blood vessels in their foreheads bulge.

Moreover, the price of the "Bodhi" realm has a certain probability of being a mental defect.

While Jiang Baimian was worried, Long Yuehong was even more trembling. He saw that Bai Chen's right hand holding the steering wheel also had prominent veins.

Hey, how can you speak without considering the occasion?

This is terrible!

Amidst such a roar, Long Yuehong was not angry at all.

He knew that Shang Jianyao didn't do it on purpose, but just couldn't control himself.

If you can control it, it won't cost you anything.

This time, Zenaga was silent for a long time, so silent that the three members of the "Old Tune Group" except Shang Jianyao began to consider whether to break the boat and start an uprising.

Finally, he said with a slight sigh:

"Can't beat it."

"..." This answer was so honest that Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen all opened their mouths, not knowing how to answer it.

Before Shang Jianyao tried to speak, Zenaga added:

"Moreover, the focus of our 'Crystal Consciousness Sect' is still on the tempering of the spirit and the cultivation of consciousness. 'Compassion' is just self-enlightenment and recognition after seeing the true nature. Not every monk will be like this. However, those monks I won’t meddle in these nosy matters, and I won’t come to intercept you.

"Namo Anuttarasamyaksambodhi is a poor monk who is not young yet. He has seen many things and believes that no matter how bad the order is, it is better than no order at all. Before he is sure to establish an effective system, , it’s best not to use other people’s lives to achieve your own ambitions.”

"That's true for the nobles, but for the lower-class citizens and wanderers in the wilderness, resistance is just because they can't survive anymore." Shang Jianyao replied with a spirit of debate.

Zenaga was silent again.

Jiang Baimian cleared his throat and deliberately changed the topic:

"Zen Master, one of the precepts of your 'Crystal Consciousness Sect' is that you cannot lie?"

"Yes, monks don't lie." Zenaga said truthfully, "But you can choose not to answer."

He was riding a black motorcycle, leaning forward slightly, his gray robe swinging in the wind. Except for his bald head and the rosary beads in his hand, there was nothing wrong with him.

After a few seconds, Zenaga spoke:

"You seem to have a certain understanding of the suffering of sentient beings in the dust."

Shang Jianyao replied without hesitation:

"Everything we do is to save all of humanity."

Zenaga didn't respond for a while, as if he was listening to Shang Jianyao's heart to see if what he was thinking was consistent with what he said.

After a while, Zenaga said with a sigh:

"The donor has such great ambitions, which is very commendable. The poor monk didn't dare to think like this when he was young, and he is even more conservative now."

Are you praising Shang Jian Yao for his innocent heart, or are you undermining him for being too ambitious and unrealistic? Jiang Baimian couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

As for whether Zenaga could hear her words, she didn't know.

Zenaga continued to say to Shang Jianyao:

"Everything you say is true to what you think and do. Your heart is clear, your will is firm, and you have your own light.

"Unfortunately, attachment is also delusion. If you cannot see through this, you will never be able to see that consciousness is like crystal.

"If the donor is interested in the Tathagata's true path, I am willing to be your guide."

Fuck... Long Yuehong didn't expect that Shang Jianyao would be appreciated by Zen Naga.

Shouldn't normal people sneer at his words or treat them as a joke?

Considering that awakened people in the "Bodhi" field are likely to have mental problems, is this mutual appreciation between mental patients?

As soon as these few thoughts crossed Long Yuehong's mind, she wanted to take out a hammer and knock herself out.

This will be heard!

Under the "other mind connection", his inner activities are much richer than words, and he feels restricted.

Zen Master, what is the sacrament of your "Crystal Consciousness Sect"... Jiang Baimian muttered in his heart.

"Zen Master, what is the sacrament of your 'Crystal Consciousness Sect'?" Shang Jianyao asked with interest.

Bai Chen pursed his lips, seeming to be suppressing a smile.

She seemed to have guessed that Shang Jianyao would ask this question,

Zenaga answered truthfully:

“We don’t have Holy Communion, we only have sacred objects, and the sacred objects are the Bodhi and the Stupa.

"As for food, we avoid spicy food. There are no other restrictions. We just cannot eat prey that we kill with our own hands."

Hot pot and barbecue are also spicy and exciting, right? At least most of them... Long Yuehong subconsciously thought about what such a commandment could restrict.

Shang Jianyao sighed and said with compassion:

"Zen Master, maybe I have no connection with Bodhi."

Zenaga did not force it, and continued to follow the "Old Tune Group" to the Golden Apple District on his motorcycle.

…………

On the edge of the Golden Apple District, there is a villa belonging to a certain family.

The "Old Tune Team" and Zenaga were observing this place from a distance, waiting for the intended target Phelps to come out.

This aristocratic kid attended a secret gathering at Old K's house last night and probably couldn't get up in the morning, so the "Old Tune Team" chose to come in the afternoon.

After waiting for a while, they finally saw the target through the telescope.

Phelps, who has black hair and blue eyes and slightly sagging cheek muscles, covered his mouth and yawned as he walked out of the front door of the house and got into the car.

His two bodyguards got into the car one after another and protected him in a safe position.

The vehicle started and exited the iron gate along the road in the garden.

Seeing this in the distance, Bai Chen stepped on the accelerator and followed Phelps from a long distance away.

Seeing the red giant wolf area in sight, Bai Chen accelerated his speed. It didn't take long to catch up with the target, and then passed him directly.

Phelps's driver didn't think it was a big deal at first, but he was wary of whether the other party would suddenly cross the road and block him in front.

But suddenly, he felt unbearably aggrieved.

How dare this crappy car pass me!

Look at me coming back! The driver stepped on the accelerator hard.

Amidst the roaring sound, the car in front happened to be preparing to turn.

boom!

Phelps' vehicle struck the side of the vehicle rented by the "Old Adjustment Team".

Fortunately, the driver was trained after all and stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel in time, making the accident less serious.

In such an impact, Long Yuehong felt dizzy and almost injured even though she was wearing a seat belt.

On the contrary, Shang Jianyao, who was closer to the collision position and had outstanding physical fitness, opened the door and jumped out without being affected at all.

He glanced at the side of the dented rear of the car, rushed towards Phelps' car, and shouted:

"How do you drive?"

As a nobleman, Phelps certainly would not say "It's all my driver's fault", but just winked at the bodyguard beside him.

The bodyguard immediately got out of the car, lifted up his clothes, and exposed the pistol at his waist.

Shang Jianyao showed a fearful expression and shouted to Phelps in the car:

"look:

“Your car was damaged, my car was damaged;

“You have companions, and I have companions;

"so……"

His words were the stubborn and panicked expression of a frightened man.

Phelps' expression changed and he said to the bodyguard:

"Forget it, people I know."

Although the bodyguard had been with Phelps for several years, he had not grown up with him, and with the influence of the "reasoning clown", there was no doubt about it.

Seeing Phelps, Shang Jianyao complained:

"Is your driver too reckless?

"Forget it, there is no need to worry about this matter based on our relationship."

Phelps nodded with satisfaction:

"no problem."

At this time, Shang Jianyao glanced around and deliberately lowered his voice:

"I thought I saw you going to Muskal Street last night..."

He didn't say his position, nor did he ask what kind of party it was, but he just mentioned it like it was unintentional.

Phelps suddenly became alert, looked around, and said quietly:

"A carnival party to please 'Mandala'..."

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