Ling Ping'an turned around.
The people opposite him immediately put their palms together, "Buddha is merciful!"
They scolded fiercely!
But there was nothing he could do.
He sighed.
"Why isn't the police here yet?"
"I'm innocent!"
He muttered under his breath.
However, he didn't know that in the eyes of others, he was like a Buddha walking out of the Buddhist stone carvings.
It was just a little evil.
But it was equally solemn, sacred, and solemn.
Under his feet, black lotuses bloomed.
Above his head, black fog lingered.
There were even black heavenly flowers falling from the illusion.
"Namo Amitabha!"
"Namo Amitabha..."
"Namo Amitabha... Namo Amitabha!"
On the black lotus, the wooden fish made a sound.
The solemn and solemn Sanskrit chant echoed in the hearts of people.
The Sanskrit chant that should have brought peace and calmness to people.
However, the strange atmosphere was swaying, bringing boundless fear.
If Buddha was to let go of everything and cut off his obsession.
There was no color, no space, no man, no self.
Then...
This solemn and solemn Sanskrit singing was filled with an endless sense of 'self' and 'obsession'.
Plucking a hair to benefit the world was not worth it because the world was not worth it!
Why?
Why?
Why should I sacrifice my interests to help others?
What good would that do me?
This kind of selfishness, which was filled with extreme self-thoughts and egoistic thoughts, was rampant in the Sanskrit chant.
However, it did not make people feel that it was abnormal.
Because...
This was normal.
It was also close to human nature.
What people were like dragons, what world harmony.
How could it be compared to me being happy and carefree?
Why should I be restrained, and why should I be taxed?
As these thoughts surged, the Sanskrit chant in his heart became louder and louder.
Thus...
Someone suddenly raised his head.
"Buddha is merciful!"
"This disciple has understood!"
Hundreds of people raised their heads in unison and put their palms together solemnly, "Buddha is merciful, this disciple has understood!"
Plucking a hair to benefit the world? I won't do it.
Because there is no benefit, because the world is not worth it.
To serve me alone in the world?
I don't want it either.
Therefore, true liberation, true freedom, is when one's heart and mind are single-minded.
I only comprehend my own Dao.
This path is me.
That is the ego.
I don't want to transcend myself.
Because 'I' is' I '.
Why give up?
Worry is my wealth, selfishness is my nature.
My shortcomings are also my shortcomings.
I won't change it.
My strengths are still my strengths, and I don't need to change them.
There was only one thing 'I' needed to do.
That is to defend my things.
It doesn't matter if I'm selfish, generous, or generous, it's all me.
If he gave up, wouldn't he be killing himself?
Would I still be me after that?
That was why Buddha said that the five skandhas were empty and the six roots were pure.
In fact, the five skandhas were present and the six roots were full of worries.
Even if it really was colorless and void, and the five skandhas were all empty.
So, is he still him?
Siddhartha and Tathagata were the same person?
That's not it!
Then why did Siddhartha become Tathagata?
Siddhartha would just be Siddhartha.
Thus, everyone worshipped even more sincerely, "Buddha is merciful, disciple has understood!"
This was the true Great Dao!
Tathagata, who was wearing a kasaya, was just Demon King Boxun.
The one in front of them was the true Tathagata.
This was the true Buddha!
… …
"Buddha is merciful... disciple has understood!"
Ling Ping'an listened to everyone's praises.
He was a little flustered.
"What are you talking about?" He expressed that he couldn't understand.
When everyone heard this, they immediately had an epiphany.
Buddha's meaning was very clear.
I'm not Buddha, Buddha is in my heart.
As long as I hold on to 'me', everyone is Buddha.
Thus, everyone immediately understood and worshipped again, "Buddha is merciful! Disciple has understood! "
Ling Ping'an shook his head.
He was a little confused now.
He raised his head and looked at the ceiling above his head. The camera on the ceiling had already turned around and was aimed at him.
So...
He looked at the person who had fallen to the ground.
A thought flashed through his mind.
"Is this filming?"
"Variety show?"
"Or a prank?!"
Thinking about it carefully, it might really be the case.
Want to see me make a fool of myself?
Not a chance!
Thus, he chuckled softly.
… …
Zhang Hui looked at that person and suddenly raised his head.
His eyes seemed to be looking straight at him through space.
That pair of dark and deep eyes was like the gaze of a God or Buddha.
He hurriedly stood up and bowed with his hands clasped in front.
And so, he saw his smile.
He smiled meaningfully and charmingly.
This smile caused Zhang Hui's heart to tremble.
He lowered his head and bowed again.
It was fine as long as you were happy!
Thus, he pressed a button and said to Ning Qinghong, who had been on standby, "General Ning, please seal off the exhibition hall between Jia Mao and Jia Zi..."
"Set up a cordon..."
"What?" Zhang Hui listened to Ning Qinghong's report on the communicator, "A maze like blockade has appeared between Jia Mao and Jia Zi exhibition hall..."
"Everyone subconsciously bypassed this area?"
"Even if someone accidentally entered, they would encounter a situation similar to ghosts hitting a wall and circled back to the original place?!"
He let out a deep breath.
"As expected..."
"His great power is beyond my imagination!"
Naturally, he would not break the rules of his game.
Thus, Zhang Hui looked at the man lying on the ground in the surveillance. He could not see his appearance clearly.
It was him who had intended to attack that person, which led to the current situation.
Of course...
It could also be said...
This person's attack was deliberately done by someone.
It was the result of his indulgence or even encouragement.
If that was the case?
Then what did he want to tell us through this person?
With this thought in mind, Zhang Hui immediately connected the phone of the Blackguard's Internal Security Bureau and gave his order, "This is Zhang Hui!"
"I am now in the name of the Minister of the Imperial Palace, the Deputy Commander of the Imperial Capital Garrison, the Member of the Federal Empire's Security Committee, and the Standing Member of the Cabinet's Transcendent being Affairs, I hereby issue a general order to your department:..."
"Immediately investigate all the people who entered and left the Taizu Exhibition Hall today and investigate their backgrounds!"
"I authorize your department to use all means!"
"You must investigate the background of everyone as soon as possible!"
"Especially..."
He took a video and sent it to the other party's official email through the computer. "The information of the man in the bamboo hat in this video!"
"I want to get all the information today..." he looked at the time. "before noon!"
"Yes!"
The resolute voice of the Chief of the Security Bureau, Li Ruoqing, came from the phone. "Our department promises to complete the mission!"
The Security Bureau was the intelligence department.
They were responsible for internal security work and background checks.
Ever since the Fellowship Party began, the people of the Security Bureau and the Intelligence Bureau had gone crazy.
That was great!
The golden age had returned!
Everyone worked overtime. They were so busy that they were overjoyed and overjoyed.
There was no situation that made them happier than now.
Countless internal and external spies.
Uncountable intelligence work …
It was too great!
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