I Became an Anonymous Boss

"There are some people who use Buddhism to bluff and cheat." Old Master Hong said, "This kind of thing is not too much."

"Is there anything more excessive?" Meng Chuxue asked.

"After all, this monk is not the one whose wife cheated on him." Bai Taki casually said, "If he gets up from the bed and tells this man that he has karma in his eyes, he will kill him on the spot."

Meng Chuxue got up with goosebumps: "Your thoughts are so vicious."

Old man Hong looked far away, in fact, what he wanted to say was even more vicious than this... In fact, the correct version of this incident is... The master who lectured on the scriptures got up from the man's bed and was caught on the spot by the woman listening to him up...

The three continued to walk forward, but they were stopped by a group of people at the entrance of the temple at the foot of the mountain. The monk guarding the door said, "Sorry, a few benefactors, from today onwards, people will not be allowed to visit the Tianlong Ancient Temple. If you need to offer incense You can go to the side hall after praying to Buddha to ask for a lottery."

"Really not allowed to go in?" Meng Chuxue asked, she was good-looking, and even the monk couldn't help feeling fond of her, so she replied in a soft tone.

"It is possible, but it needs to pass the test. You two should have heard it when you came to this Buddha's Fate Conference. If 100 people can sit down and listen to you talk about the Dharma, Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist principles, you will be able to allow everyone in a group of five People enter the temple to pay homage to the ancient Buddha."

After the monk finished speaking, he kept silent, and these rules had already been posted on the bulletin board beside him.

Apparently, this rule had already been established a day or two ago. The group of people took a closer look. On the paper, only the Buddha Fate Conference was mentioned, and nothing else was mentioned, but those with active minds could smell something different. .

Old Man Hong said in a low voice: "I thought it was just a rumor in the world, but seeing the reaction of Tianlong Ancient Temple, it seems to be true. Otherwise, why would they add a test to the worshipers? Isn't there no silver 300 taels here? ?”

Meng Chuxue said: "But Mo Wen, the god and demon, probably won't pay attention to this rule, right? If he wants to go in, these monks can't stop him."

The little Bodhisattva quietly tugged on Shirataki's sleeve, as if worried that he would just rush in if he lost his patience.

Bai Taki smiled: "Let's not talk about the gods and demons, don't ask what's the matter, this Buddha's Affinity Conference is really good..."

"What's wrong? No one is allowed to go in and pay homage to the stone Buddha."

"But as long as you pass the examination, not only can you enter, but you can also get gifts if you pass the examination. You can stay in the ancient temple for one night, and you can choose one of Buddhist scriptures, martial arts, and Buddhist utensils. These are all rare in Tianlong Ancient Temple." It’s no wonder that group of people put so much effort into selling things outside.” Bai Taki said, “Why don’t you give it a try?”

"Go and try it. Seeing that you are so eloquent, maybe you can also make nonsense?" Meng Chuxue and Bai Long subconsciously sang the opposite tune, you do what you want.

The corners of Bai Taki's mouth rose, and he said without hesitation: "That's fine, then I'll do it, the mere Buddhist scriptures can be broken with the snap of a finger!"

Chapter 770 The sixth is to dry this bowl of poisonous chicken soup!

Shirataki really went for it.

The reaction of other people is very surprising. After all, speaking of Buddhist scriptures requires some understanding. In this era, if you want to show off your literary talent, you must have literary talent.

People who do not have enough expressive power will inevitably appear extremely nervous even when standing on the stage. It takes courage to stand up and speak, and it takes considerable eloquence to attract others to listen.

Meng Chuxue mentioned it casually, but he did not expect that he actually walked on the stage. Originally, the Buddhist scriptures lectures here, because the lecturers had already carried the buckets and ran away, the more than 30 people who finally gathered were also gradually dispersed. There are less than ten people left.

When Shirataki walked up to the stage and sat down, the few people below stopped. Most young people don’t like to listen to Buddhist scriptures and teachings. Even the Southern Tang people who believe in Buddhism are mostly not young people. Come to hear something new. When I saw this young man on stage, I couldn't help being curious. What kind of profound Dharma can such a young man say?

Meng Chuxue had a weird expression on her face, and she was also a little curious about what Bai Taki would say next, and they all sat down, since they had nowhere to go anyway, so they asked what new work he could come up with.

Then his first movement was shocking, Shirataki took out a gold bar from his pocket, used it as a gavel, and slammed it on the table, with a loud and metallic sound The sound was crisp, and the crowd shook.

Many people stared wide-eyed—hey, is this person here to show off his wealth!

"Everyone, before I talk about Buddhist scriptures and principles, I want to tell a story..." Bai Taki entered the state directly and began to speak. He has a huge reserve of knowledge and stories, and he can tell a story casually: "Once upon a time There was a girl who was unmarried but pregnant, and her family asked her who the child belonged to, but she refused to tell, and finally had no choice but to say that it belonged to an eminent monk near the town."

"After the child was born, the family found the eminent monk and asked him to deal with the child. The eminent monk took the child and only said 'that's it', and then went door to door begging for milk with the child in his arms. After that, the whole town spread rumors that After breaking the news, pointing and pointing at the eminent monk, there is no lack of insulting words."

"One year later, the woman admitted that the child did not belong to an eminent monk. The family went to the eminent monk. Seeing the eminent monk's face was haggard, and the child was white and fat, the family was full of guilt. The child returned."

The crowd below had already heard the story, and they all began to be amazed at how good this eminent monk was.

Meng Chuxue was taken aback, her eyes were a bit strange, she didn't expect that Bai Taki could tell such a story with Buddhist and philosophical principles, and she couldn't help thinking along the story for a while.

Shirataki continued: "Why do you think this is? Why didn't the eminent monk justify it? When the eminent monk was asked this, he just said--monks regard fame and wealth as things outside of themselves. Being misunderstood has nothing to do with me. I can understand girls It is a good deed to save a little life.”

The people below were all stunned. This is indeed a beautiful sentence, and it is also in line with the bearing that an eminent monk should have. Otherwise, how can he be called an eminent monk? There must be something extraordinary. This story does contain the implication of tolerance and forgiveness in Buddhism.

Immediately someone said: "I understand, does this teach us to learn to be patient and forgiving? When we are misunderstood, why not bear it silently?"

Shirataki shook his head with a smile, his smile suddenly turned wicked, and he continued: "The story has a follow-up."

"A few years after this incident, the woman was still unmarried, but she became pregnant again, and her parents forced her to ask her who the child belonged to."

"The woman said—it belonged to an eminent monk."

"The eminent monk said—it's almost done."

Snapped!As soon as the stunned gold fell, the people who listened to the book were stunned, even the ancient temple monk who was in charge of managing the scene was stunned. How could this story have a 180-degree reversal in just a few sentences, from a The story that teaches people to be good has become a fable that directly points to the evil of human nature?

"You are too outrageous!" someone yelled.

"Human nature is inherently evil, as it has been said in Buddhism. If human nature is inherently good, wouldn't everyone become a Buddha? What else is there to practice? To practice Buddhism is to subdue the mind and mind, and you need to realize the eight precepts before you can become a Buddha." Bai Taki began to fool around: "An eminent monk is an eminent monk, willing to repay grievances with virtue, but a woman may not know how to repent. If she succeeds once, she will wonder why she can't succeed twice. This is human nature, and it is also a Buddha."

He looked around at the crowd who didn't know how to explain, and pointed his index finger at the cup on the table: "Everyone, if I want to know whether the quality of this cup is good, how can I test it?"

Someone said: "Look at the color."

Someone said: "Add a little water and use it a few times."

Shirataki glanced at the monk who was in charge of watching the scene, and the resident monk replied wisely: "I don't want to know!"

Bai Taki was funny, and deliberately named Meng Chuxue: "What do you think, Miss Meng?"

Meng Chuxue saw a lot of people looking at her, she subconsciously squeezed her sleeves tightly, and boldly said, "You'll know when you fall."

Shirataki nodded, picked up the cup, and let it fall to the ground, but with a bang, a beautiful cup broke into pieces.

"It seems that the quality is really not that good." Shirataki looked at the people present, and picked up the broken cup: "Now everyone has seen it, the best way to test it is to drop it on the ground and try it, but—— When it breaks, it's not the same cup anymore."

"Even if the glass isn't broken, someone will want to pick it up and try it again until it shatters."

"But it doesn't matter if its quality is good or not, isn't it just a cup, as long as you can drink water."

"This is human nature, and human nature can't stand the test. It's like you have a chopstick in your hand and want to try to break it. You know that you will definitely break it, but you still want to try it. Like when you know you're going to splash water all over yourself, but you put the dented side of the spoon on the faucet anyway."

"With a sharp weapon in your body, you will kill yourself. If you have one, you will have two. The evil of human nature is always magnified unconsciously."

"Understand the applause."

Shirataki's acting ability has been tempered, even if he is not wearing a mask, he can still smirk in any way.

He smiled and said, "Next, I will tell you another story..."

Everyone, open your mouth and drink poisonous chicken soup!

……

"Why are there so many people over there?"

"There are dozens of people, is this listening to scriptures?"

"It seems that there are many young people, what's going on?"

People have a herd effect. The more people there are, the more people there will be. The venue that can accommodate 100 people has already filled up half of it. While other people are still approaching here, there are a few low voices from the crowd from time to time. call.

"I realized! Licking a dog is destined not to get love. When I went back, I smashed the cup she gave me and burned the paper fan. It was just her way of catching me. Master is worthy of being a master. He explained that at a glance. The essence of a group of bad women!"

"I also realized that it's not that I didn't work hard enough, but that my family background is not as good. How can I fight? I fight for everything, but I am the one who loses in the end. What's there to fight for! This brothel is on the list, if you don't go Forget it!"

"I too... woo woo woo... I'm so sincere, I never thought that it's not that I don't have enough knowledge, it's not that I don't have a good family background, but that I'm too ugly. I don't have a good-looking skin. How can anyone want to understand your inner self? ?”

"I also realized that although I get too close to many men, although I am addicted to alcohol, although I am not good at writing, although I can't read poems, although I have a bad temper and like to bully maidservants, I know... I am still a good girl." Girl, I'm still very kind, at least I'm not a green tea bitch, neither cheating money nor feelings, just making a bed sheet, putting on clothes and not recognizing anyone..."

"I've also seen it through. It turns out that I can't let go of the past, but my own sacrifices. This makes me look stupid...I'm so stupid, really...But I figured it out, let me explain it tonight... …I don’t want to sleep on the floor anymore.”

"I always thought that this feeling would only happen after I put on my pants. I didn't expect it to be so heavy today... Master is indeed a master. Listen to what you said. Now I can speak hard whether I wear pants or not."

The crowd expressed a messy but sincere emotion. There were men and women, and most of them were young people. They were fascinated by the poisonous chicken soup. They clapped their hands and clapped their hands. They stretched out their thumbs and clicked the button three times. —— Signatures, rewards, and likes.

On the contrary, Meng Chuxue was squeezed into a corner and was out of tune with the crowd. She was too young, and many of her words sounded reasonable, but also felt absurd. Immediately became a Buddha and began to repent and reform.

Perhaps everyone has a past and weaknesses in their hearts. On the contrary, the young Meng Chuxue has a heart like glass and has no regrets. Unknowingly entered the play.

Mr. Hong seemed to see himself when he was young, and saw the person he missed so much in the past, and muttered in his mouth: "Well said, well said... What kind of childhood sweetheart, after all, can't compare with being in the same family... When I am already in the right family... , but you are already old..."

This was the first time Meng Chuxue knew that Mr. Hong had a story, but he never told it once.

Meng Chuxue looked at the crowd alone, she felt like an audience, this kind of experience was very interesting, but she gradually couldn't listen to what Bai Taki said on the stage, but the little girl's reaction made her feel strange, little Bodhisattva She was just smiling quietly. Many people put on expressions of relief, but no one was smiling like her, which was very strange.

"Aren't you sad?" Meng Chuxue asked. The little Bodhisattva has gone through too many things and became a refugee. After suffering enough, she should also be sentimental and sad.

But she just shook her head and wrote with her hands—many people are relieved because they gave up, but I am different, I have never given up.

For Meng Chuxue who has never experienced it, or Guanyin who is already on the other side of happiness, poisonous chicken soup is useless.

Similarly, Shirataki, who sells the poisonous chicken soup itself in bulk, is just counting the numbers silently, and the number of people has already qualified.

He immediately looked at the monk beside him, and said via voice transmission: "Are we qualified now?"

The monk was sitting in the corner with his head bowed, wiping his tears, and muttering silently: "After all, I have failed Nianhua and her. Even if we only meet once again, there must be a result. I want to return to vulgarity. To return to vulgarity..."

Shirataki: "..."

Chapter 770 The will of that adult!

"Master, don't go, I still want to listen to your lecture!"

"Do you want to listen to the scriptures? You are telling the story of the master, you are despicable!"

"Master, I am enlightened, I still want to listen, I want to be enlightened again!"

"Master, is he going to the ancient temple? You have studied Buddhist scriptures so well, so don't even think about becoming a monk. The master is so handsome, don't make trouble with your hair."

"If you become a monk, you will become a monk, master, I will accompany you to become a monk!"

"What kind of monks are two people who become monks? They are married!"

Shirataki himself didn't even think that he just sold a wave of poisonous chicken soup and added some jokes and stories circulated on the Internet. How could this group of people seem to have drunk the poisonous wine of gods and ghosts, as if their lives had reached the peak. Is this on top?

Ah... the poisonous chicken soup can also be used?

At this time, the crowd who came to drink chicken soup had already filled the entire venue, maybe 500 or even [-] people. Shirataki also said that it would take no more than an hour. He did not expect such a large number to gather. In an era when the efficiency of information transmission is sluggish, successful sales and marketing strategies are extremely effective. In an era of word of mouth, Chicken Soup for the Soul can suppress Buddhist lectures in terms of popularity.

Shirataki's speech actually has nothing to do with Buddhism, but what is Buddhism?It's playing tricks, it's bragging, even if you pull a white snake to spread it, and there is a powerful Tianlong in it, it is considered to be related to Buddhism.

After all, formal liberalism...so Tianlong Babu can also be regarded as Buddhism.

In the eyes of too many people, he was able to speak like this, and he was already considered to have outstanding eloquence, and he was immediately dubbed the title of master.

How many people have repented on the spot, and become enlightened, either the prodigal son turns back, or the dog licks the dog to become enlightened, or the prostitute becomes one, this frequency is high, it seems that the nurses are invited, watching these people are reborn one by one, as if the spirit foundation broke through and changed. With a face-like appearance, Shirataki himself was puzzled by the deceptive behavior of this group of people... But fortunately, his goal had been achieved, so he didn't need to keep it, so he turned and left. After the lecture was over, he left on the spot.

As Shirataki left, the monks began to control the situation, stopping the cries of a group of idiots.

A group of people boarded the mountain road leading to Tianlong ancient temple, Meng Chuxue took a high look at Bai Long, and said a rare compliment: "You are very good at speaking, you can really speak well, and you have talked many people to the point where they can't help themselves. "