Chapter 43: The Buddhist Problem Caused by Cigarettes

Looking at the Buddha’s expression of enjoyment.

Many Buddhas also want to taste what that cigarette is like. Even the Buddha is addicted to it. That must be a good thing.

Um?

Yes, besides the Buddha, there is a Lingji Bodhisattva who is also smoking.

after get off work.

Lingji Bodhisattva’s Zen room is surrounded by some Buddhas, and the intention is obvious, all for smoke.

How else would you say, smart heads don’t grow hairs, and Lingji Bodhisattva has no hairs on his head.

He rolled his eyes slightly and took out a cigarette; “I am dissatisfied with everyone saying that this thing is a good thing, you can see it when you look at the Buddha.”

This is natural, the Buddha’s expression of enjoyment, they can see clearly.

“I don’t have much here. Everyone has a sip of this cigarette. Let’s taste it.”

Lingji Bodhisattva lit the cigarette, and he took the lead in taking a sip. Then handed it to Manjushri.

The things that caused two people to lose because of smoking always made them feel dissatisfied with him.

Having said that, here, Manjushri Samantabhadra, the two bodhisattvas, have the highest status.

Good things should be tasted first.

Manjushri took a sip, his eyes lit up, and it was a good thing.

No wonder the Buddha held it in his mouth for a long time.

Handed it to Samantabhadra, and he also took a bite.

Only a few people have tasted a cigarette.

As for those who haven’t tasted it, I can’t wait to take a bite.

So, someone suggested that next time Lingji Bodhisattva saw Tang Sanzang, he could bring back a pack of cigarettes for himself.

Lingji Bodhisattva naturally agreed happily, knowing that the Buddha could not leave Lingshan easily, and he also pointed to him and brought cigarettes.

This is his plan.

I already figured out the price of cigarettes in my heart.

Tang Sanzang only gave him three boxes of the treasures he brought.

But he said two boxes to the outside.

I have to make a difference, right?

This price may seem expensive to some people, but a baby like cigarette is also worth the money.

Manjushri thinks this suggestion is inappropriate, because Lingji Bodhisattva runs errands for everyone, and it is wrong that there is no benefit.

Ever since, he raised the price slightly.

Let Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, a second-hand dealer, get a rebate.

Lingji Bodhisattva was overjoyed and said the Buddha’s name: “Amitabha, if this is the case, a few people will quickly take out the treasures. I will go down later and go to Tang Sanzang in exchange for some cigarettes, so that everyone can taste it. ”

With the treasure prepared by the Buddhas, Samantabhadra was scorched into the lower realm.

This did not get the bone spirit but waited for Lingji Bodhisattva.

Tang Yu was a little strange: “What are you doing here?”

“cigarette.”

Lingji Bodhisattva is simple and clear, and one word directly explains the purpose.

Quit it so soon?

The old man smokes a bit poor.

“How much do you want?”

“How much do you want?”

Lingji Bodhisattva smiled domineeringly.

With a lot of treasures on his body, he was naturally emboldened.

“I’m afraid you can’t afford it.”

For Tang Yu, cigarettes were a breeze.

Exchange with the system is over.

Lingji Bodhisattva waved his hand and a bunch of treasures appeared in front of Tang Yu.

There are a few good treasures in them, all of which were kept by Lingji Bodhisattva for the surreptitious self.

The three apprentices all looked at their master in a daze.

I don’t know, what’s the matter?

Lingji Bodhisattva came all the way from Lingshan in exchange for some cigarettes.


At this moment, the three of them felt a little honored. Fortunately, following Tang Yu, there was no shortage of cigarettes and no money.

The treasures that Lingji Bodhisattva brought last time exchanged nearly two hundred thousand fortune values.

Tang Yu’s communication system asked how much luck could be exchanged for the pile of things in front of him.

“1.3 million.” The system replied.

The value of 1.3 million Qi Luck, plus his original ones, just happened to be able to exchange, nine days of work.

Two hundred thousand luck worth, I gave him three packs last time.

And he exchanged cigarettes from the system, but it was just fifty luck.

This is simply earning blood.

This time Tang Yu directly exchanged nineteen packets and threw them to Lingji Bodhisattva.

“Actually, you should have 18 packets, but I will give you one more packet,” Tang Yu said.

Looking at these cigarettes, Lingji Bodhisattva was overjoyed, but still snorted proudly.

He is a bodhisattva, he must have his own pride.

Roll up the cigarette, turn around and leave.

Western sky.

The Buddhas once again gathered in the meditation room of Lingji Bodhisattva, waiting eagerly.

Lingji Bodhisattva waved his hand and thirteen packs of cigarettes appeared.

As for the remaining six packs, it belongs to him.

Tang Yu earned it, and he also made blood.

It can be said that he got six packs of cigarettes without revealing any treasures, and also secretly hid two treasures.

According to the proportion of the baby they took out, everyone began to divide the spoils.

The distribution is very careful. Some people can only get three cigarettes because of the few treasures they bring out.

Naturally, the person who distributes cigarettes is Lingji Bodhisattva.

But there are also some smart people who are making the difference.

“Brother, don’t you smoke? I have one here.”

“How much baby exchange?”

You can’t afford a box, it doesn’t matter, you can buy one.

A business model of earning magic weapons from cigarettes spread rapidly throughout the western sky.

Of course, the Lingji Bodhisattva earns the most.

The Tathagata Buddha naturally knew everything about the following people.

He didn’t stop either.

Because his cigarette was gone, he asked them directly, who would dare not give it.

So this is also a good thing for the Buddha.

Observing the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva walking westward in the dark, thinking about how to make this difficult.

However, what is more worrying is the problem of my own mood.


At this moment, the problem of mood is difficult to repair.

It’s not impossible.

Everything happened because of Tang Sanzang, and he could solve it as long as he killed him.

But this approach is not realistic.

It seems that I can only think of a way slowly.

Cave of bones.

Bai Jingjing did not dispatch again for a long time.

Since the feeling that day appeared, she became even more at a loss.

Often stroking the golden satin on his body.

She suddenly discovered that such golden silk and satin were very similar to Monkey’s golden monkey hair.

After a long time, she became like a village girl again.

Ready to act again.

Tang Yu kept Sun Wukong away from time to time, just to wait for the bone spirit.

Looking at the village girl in the distance, she came with a basket on her back.

He smiled secretly.

coming.

This sudden appearance of the village girl naturally made Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing suspicious.

“Who are you?”



“The young woman is called Bai Jingjing, who lives at the foot of the mountain. Watching the elders stay here for a long time, I will send some fast food. I hope the elders and others will not dislike it.” Bai Jingjing said, opening the basket, which contained a few large white flour buns.

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