Zhong Sheng stood in front of the bulletin board, looking at the arrest document that had just been posted.

The document is full of pictures and texts, and a murderer named "Zhong Sheng" is being pursued. The crime is to kill an official and rebel.

But look left and right, nothing looks like it

The young man on the document has a fleshy face, a fierce look, hair, and a beard.

Zhong Sheng touched his chin, "Why don't you paint me more handsome? Li Laoer, you ruined my image, I will bear this grudge.

Sure enough, the King of Qin of the Tang Dynasty kept his word. After he escaped, he immediately ordered the whole world to arrest him.

Zhong Sheng looked around and saw the local people watching the excitement on the left and right, pointing at the documents and chattering.

But the focus of the discussion was the price of the reward on the document, which was one hundred gold.

This is a huge reward. If ordinary people get it, they will become rich in one fell swoop and buy land.

"I wish I could meet this man."

"Don't be stupid, this is a murderer who kills officials. Be careful and stab you to death."

Several people were talking to each other, but no one noticed that Zhong Sheng on the document was beside them.

Zhong Sheng touched his bald head and smiled dumbly.

At the beginning of the crisis, Fei Chengjun persuaded him to hide in Buddhism. As soon as his head was shaved, his appearance changed completely. He was no longer a stranger, but even acquaintances were unknown. From this small town, arrest documents began to appear one after another, and the court spread to all directions.<

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We are in the midst of a storm right now, and we have to wait until the storm has passed before we can grow our hair.

Zhong Sheng gritted his teeth. He had to bear the pain of giving up his newly grown stubble!

In the rest of the day, he was lucky and met a family of believers who gave generously.

This is a relatively affluent and well-off family. The family members believe in Buddhism, and they are very polite when they see Zhongsheng coming to ask for alms.

Regarding Zhong Sheng's suggestion of working in exchange for food, the old lady from the believer's family kept saying it was "a sin" and said how could the young master work.

What was given out was bread and pickles, and there was a big bag. It was one of the few that came home with a full load.

Zhong Sheng sighed in his heart, the mass base of Buddhism is really incredible.

"Buddha's blessing."

Zhong Sheng reciprocated the courtesy and said blessings to the believers and their families, although he himself did not believe this.

The old lady from the believer's house had a sad look on her face, "Thank you so much, little master."

She couldn't help complaining, "If Buddha had a spirit, why didn't he kill that evil person?"

As soon as the words fell, the son on the side quickly covered his mother's mouth.

"Sorry, little master, don't take my mother's words seriously."

Zhong Sheng wanted to ask again, but the believers didn't want to say more and hurriedly sent him away and closed the door.

Evil, are there evil people in this town?

He looked back and saw that there was a lingering haze surrounding the house.

Just to inquire, if this family has any trouble, he wouldn't mind helping.

"Huh?"

On the way back, Zhongsheng walked on the street and smelled the sweet fragrance coming from every door, and heard the voices of people talking.

I just woke up, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon.

At night, the moon is nearly full and hanging in the sky!

"Master, today's harvest is good. Look, there are cakes and vegetables."

Bodhidharma opened his eyes and said, "Sit down and eat together."

Zhong Sheng gnawed on the flatbread and pickled vegetables, and drank a lot of water when he was in a hurry.

When he was seventy percent full, he stopped and asked Bodhidharma, "Master, have you heard of Black Maitreya?"

When Bodhidharma heard this, he was tearing the thick cake into thumb-sized pieces, pinching them and putting them into his mouth.

"Oh, where did you hear this title?"

"I met someone who claimed to be the Messenger of Maitreya earlier and heard him mention this title."

Zhong Sheng added the second half of the sentence in his heart, and I have already killed him.

"I'm surprised too. I've never heard of such a statue in the temple!"

Bodhidharma said, "That's natural. Venerable people who are secretly taught will not enter the bright hall."

"Black Maitreya is a branch of the hidden pagoda, originating from Maitreya Buddha."

"Maitreya is the orthodox Buddha, but the black Maitreya is a distortion of the meaning of the scriptures. He is cruel and dark, and comes to the world with killings."

"Young man, if you come into contact with even a few words from Black Maitreya in the future, you must strictly abide by your nature to prevent being contaminated."

Zhong Sheng nodded and asked, "Since we know that Black Maitreya is bad, why is no one killing him?"

"Master, could it be that Black Maitreya is hiding too deep and cannot find his lair?"

Bodhidharma shook his head, "The Pure Land of Maitreya is not in the human world. The black Maitreya's dojo is like a projection of the sun, hidden in the shadow of the Pure Land of Maitreya."

"Light and darkness are inherently integrated. If we want to destroy the black Maitreya, it will inevitably affect the Pure Land of Maitreya. Buddhism will never allow it."

Got it!

Zhong Sheng thought to himself that although his second uncle was powerful, it was not enough to face Buddhism.

The power of Black Maitreya lies in the fact that behind it stands the entire Buddhist sect.

Now I know that the so-called overt and covert transmissions are all the same.

It is secretly rumored that the pagoda lineage are thugs and killers secretly raised by Buddhism to do the dirty work.

Black Maitreya kills for no reason, which is perfect for eliminating the stumbling blocks to Buddhism.

"As for the Maitreya messengers, they are those fallen Buddhist believers who were bewitched by the meaning of the Black Maitreya Sutra and fell into the devil's path."

"They chanted sutras day and night, prayed for the favor of Black Maitreya, communicated with piety, and were allowed to enter the Pure Land of Maitreya."

"Black Maitreya selects one person to receive the soul's journey to the Pure Land. He will be rubbed on the head and become an envoy."

Bodhidharma added, "Every Maitreya messenger can invite the power of Black Maitreya to come and temporarily gain the power of manifestation."

When Zhong Sheng heard this, he asked, "Master, are you showing the Holy Spirit?"

"No."

Seeing his decisive answer, Zhong Sheng felt a little regretful.

If you can personally see a powerful person at the level of a manifested saint, you won't be blind when dealing with the Black Maitreya himself in the future.

It seems that Master Bodhidharma is not a combatant after all.

Bodhidharma warned again, "Remember, don't get involved in anything related to Black Maitreya in the future."

"In all dynasties, Maitreya's messengers have been the source of trouble in the world."

"Black Maitreya is the source of 80% of Buddhism's bad reputation."

Zhong Sheng was silent for a long time, and then asked, "Master, which Buddha do you worship?"

"No thanks!"

Bodhidharma solemnly said, "I don't worship the Buddha, I only worship myself, because I am the Buddha."

As soon as the words were settled, everything was silent except for the breeze blowing by.

The afterglow of the bonfire shone on his back, shining softly and universally, like the light of Buddha.

"Okay."

Only then did Zhong Sheng realize that the cake had become cold after talking for too long, so he subconsciously took the cake from Bodhidharma's hand and put it on the fire to bake.

When the pancakes are hot, pass them to Bodhidharma to eat.

"Master, this town seems to be uneasy."

"I heard during the day that there was an evil person nearby, and the people dared not speak out."

Zhong Sheng did not mention the arrest document about himself, so as not to cause trouble to Bodhidharma.

After hearing this, Bodhidharma said, "Take me to see you tomorrow. If there are evil people, we can use Buddhism to influence them."

"We must never fight violence with violence, or stop killing with killing."

"As we practice Zen, our top priority is to cultivate benevolence and compassion."
Chapter completed!