human suffering

Chapter 1300 A cigarette butt

The taxi turned a few turns, left the city, and got on the national highway.

The cigarette on Xie Anan's mouth has never been extinguished, as if he always smokes.

"A high lama who has attained enlightenment generally, isn't it an old temple deep in the mountains, a wild crane in the clouds?

New Year's Eve, where did you go to join in the fun? "

The arhat holding the bowl thinks this is just chatting, so let's chat.

"Entering the world to practice is as important as being out of the world.

If you don't come in, why talk about going out.

There is a saying that the big hermit lives in the city.

The donor's understanding is somewhat deflected. "

After uttering two seemingly profound words, the arhat raised his bowl a little complacently.

In recent years, besides raising pigs, they have grown vegetables.

I haven't read the Buddhist scriptures or anything.

These two sentences were written down when I read the novel.

I don't know if it's appropriate to use here.

Xie Anan didn't seem to listen to the nonsense of the arhat holding a bowl.

"I heard it all in the book.

You go down the mountain to swindle money in prosperous times, and close your doors to avoid disasters in troubled times?

Now that you have cheated out of money, do you want to go back to Ruixue Temple to avoid disaster? "

The arhat raised his bowl, his eyes widened and his voice changed.

"Benefactor, don't talk nonsense, which book said it?
You tell me, I will sue him.

You can't smear people's innocence out of thin air. "

"Look, why are you in such a hurry?
Forget it, you are in a bad mood, so I won't talk to you.

Yue Nu, is Taiqinggou lively? "

As he spoke, Xie Anan kept his hands on the steering wheel and turned his head to Mu En in the back seat.

Mu En was questioned and didn't know what to do for a while.

Answer it, the arhat who raises his bowl is not happy.

Don't answer, Xie Anan is also not happy.

Both sides can't afford to offend themselves, and neither side has a temper.

Hey, it was too difficult.

Mu En finally decided to answer.

The subconscious told Mu En that Xie Anan must have a plan for being able to pretend like this.

It is not logical to watch the arhat holding a bowl beat himself to death.

"Xie Anan, what are you going to do?
They are all dignified figures, it's not decent to continue pretending like this, right? "

When Mu En spoke, the arhat was surprised and angry at the same time.

Just when I wanted to teach her a lesson, I heard the word Xie Anan.

Why is it so familiar?
By the way, the reason Mu En was able to find me was because Xie Anan sent her to Ruixue Temple.

Today, it must not be a coincidence that Xie Anan came to the door again.

Through the cover of the mask, the arhat raised his bowl and carefully observed Xie Anan who was driving.

After taking a good look at it, the Bowl Arhat felt turbulent.

The state of Xie Anan in front of him is really strange.

If we say that the material world is the cornerstone of human existence.

Well, now Xie's uneasy state has broken this cornerstone.

Seeing that Xie Anan was driving in the driver's seat, but in the perception of the arhat holding the bowl, it was empty, as if Xie Anan did not exist at all.

A more scientific description would be that Xie Anan, a holographic projection, is driving a car and interacting with them.

What kind of situation is this?

There are only two possibilities.

First, it is my own perception. Due to the reincarnation of the life-casting wheel, it has been blocked to an extremely weak level, and it has degenerated beyond measure.

Second, that is Xie Anan. In this world, the level of existence is beyond the perception range of the arhat.

Regardless of the possibility, it is not good news for the Bodhisattva Arhat.

However, as a golden arhat, he didn't think that Xie Anan in front of him could be more powerful than Gong Kanghui.

In this world, one's origin is destined to be the top class of people, and it's just bad luck to meet Gong Kanghui, so don't belittle yourself, be confident.

"Xie Anan? Do you know who I am?"

As if this question was very funny, Xie Anan slammed on the brakes.

Started to laugh wildly out of breath.

Finally, the laughter came to an end, and Xie Anan took a puff of cigarette before speaking slowly.

"Oh, you're killing me.

I really didn't expect, why are you so cute?
But I want to thank you for taking care of all my happiness this year.

I haven't been this happy in a long time.

To reward you, I won't kill you.

Raising a pot of arhat, get out of the car, you have arrived at the stop. "

"Big words! I am an arhat holding a bowl."

The words came out of his mouth, and the arhat raised his bowl and punched Xie Anan.

As the fist moved, it changed from flesh-colored to golden-yellow.

Due to the high speed, it actually rubbed against the surrounding air, causing a first-class flame.

Mu En nodded unconsciously, as expected, a big one would be good.

Last time, when I was in Xie An'er's car, I didn't have any resistance at all.

Except for punching a hole in the car window, Xie Anan was not touched at all.

Today, let's see if the Venerable Nogabariduo is as easy to pinch as himself.

Xie Anan watched the majestic fist hit him, he didn't care, and didn't hide at all.

Let the fist of the arhat holding the bowl pass through him and hit the car door.

With a loud bang, the car door was knocked out.

With the power of this punch, the arhat who raised his bowl was quite satisfied.

With the effect of the golden body and his own power, he knocked a car door into the air and drizzled.

However, after retracting his fist, he saw that Xie Anan was intact.

Just like the fist hit the shadow just now, it didn't cause any damage.

Xie Anan sighed, got out of the car, it was very convenient, there was no need to open the door.

Seeing Xie Anan getting out of the car, the arhat raised his bowl and kicked the other car door, and got out of the car too.

Seeing the situation, Mu En hugged his crutches and followed closely behind.

Xie Anan smoked a cigarette and looked at the arhat holding the bowl.

"Shame on your face, don't you?
Anyway, you've already lost your face.

What face do you need?

Lifting a pot of arhat, tell me, what can you lift? "

He was deliberately called the wrong name again, and the arhat raised his bowl to blow his hair.

Can lifting a bowl be the same as lifting a basin?

Lifting the bowl reflects an attitude, a belief, and an artistic conception.

What is a pot?

Besides urinating, is it just begging?

"Again, you remember.

I am an arhat holding a bowl. "

Xie Anan looked contemptuous and poohed hard.

"Hey, you can give a fart.

As the old saying goes, an arhat who cannot become a Buddha is not a good arhat.

If you can't even become a Buddha, what can you do?
The top is a support.

No, it’s a bit insulting for you to even be a stand.”

Heartbroken.

This sentence hurts my heart.

Not being able to become a Buddha is indeed a thorn in the heart of the arhat.

The reason why I no longer keep silent and hide is because I want to fight for a future.

Today, Xie Anan unexpectedly revealed the truth.

The arhat who raised the bowl lost control and went crazy.

"Why can't I become a Buddha, I can lift anything.

The three mountains and five mountains are worthy of mention.

From all corners of the country, all can be cited.

Karma, for sure.

Sins of karma can be lifted."

Before he could finish speaking, Xie Anan flicked the cigarette butt in his hand at the arhat holding the bowl.

"Come on, let me see, can you, lift it?"

The cigarette butt fell, and the arhat raised his bowl to support the sky with his hands, and went all out.

A golden light erupted from his whole body, and the Arhat Faxiang burst out of his body.

Then, half of Xie Anan's cigarette butt smashed into the soil, and there was no more sound.

"You really can't lift it up. In this world, there is hope as big as cigarette butts."

After glancing at Mu En coldly, Xie Anan got in the car and left.

(End of this chapter)