Da Bong fights more people

A gentle voice rang in his ears, Zhu Lai opened his eyes, and saw an ordinary-looking middle-aged man standing beside him, handing him a bag of water.

The middle-aged man was wearing a thick plain robe and had dark skin. He looked like an ordinary citizen in the city, but his eyes were so gentle and full of kindness.

Zhu Lai licked his dry and cracked lips, couldn't wait to take the water, and gulped.

He was already dying of thirst.

After drinking the water sac in one gulp, Zhu Lai burped in satisfaction. At this moment, he felt uneasy and vigilant. He didn't know why the middle-aged man in front of him wanted to help such a sloppy beggar like himself.

"Amitabha!"

The middle-aged man clasped his hands together and said with relief:

"I almost thought you were dead just now."

It turned out that Zhu Lai, a Buddhist believer, was relieved, but at the same time felt a little strange.

Beichang is in the territory of Buddhism, and there are naturally many Buddhist believers, but according to his understanding, the Buddhists in the city believe in crossing the sea of ​​suffering and attaining fruit status.

It is oneself who saves.

Very little zeal for good deeds.

"Thank you!"

But he still expressed his thanks and cautiously handed back the water bag.

The middle-aged man took the water bag and said:

"The bulletin board says that Alando is going to hold a Dharma conference and calls on believers to go on a pilgrimage. But that's just a call to the powerful and wealthy.

"People like us can't get to Alando at all."

Zhu Lai was silent for a while, and then said "thank you".

The middle-aged man continued:

"The real Buddha is not in Alando!"

Zhu Lai was taken aback and looked around in panic. He didn't expect the middle-aged man to say such outrageous words.

Fortunately, pedestrians are in a hurry, and no one pays attention to this side.

Middle-aged man said:

"I believe in Mahayana Buddhism, the real Buddha. Little brother, you have a predestined relationship with our Mahayana Buddhism. Would you like to join my Mahayana Buddhism?"

Mahayana Buddhism? !

Zhu Lai has heard of this cult. It is said that all living beings can become Buddhas, but he doesn't know the specifics. In short, it is a cult that confuses people.

"Why are you telling me this? I, I am a devout Buddhist believer, and I am going to Alando for a pilgrimage."

Zhu Lai said loudly that he did not expect to encounter a cult here.

He stood up while talking, trying to leave this middle-aged man with strange speech.

The middle-aged man followed behind him slowly, speaking in a calm tone:

"If you can't reach Alando, you will die on the way."

"Don't worry about it."

Zhu Lai just wanted to stay away from him, and stay away from the Mahayana Buddhism that confuses the public.

Beichang is attacking Mahayana Buddhists, and arresting them is the death penalty.

Although he is a beggar with a low life, he doesn't want to die.

"Little brother, Mahayana Buddhism is the real Buddhism. If you don't believe it, I can take you to listen to the teachings of Mahayana Buddhism." The middle-aged man lowered his voice and did not give up the opportunity to preach.

Maybe I can pretend to be a part of the Mahayana sect, and then report it to the city lord in exchange for traveling to Alando. Thinking of this, Zhu Lai suddenly stopped and looked at the middle-aged man:

"Then, let me just listen."

The middle-aged man said with relief:

"Little brother, you will definitely believe in Mahayana Buddhism."

No, even if I die, on the way and jump off the top of the city, I will not believe in Mahayana Buddhism Zhu Lai groaned in his heart.

He silently followed behind the middle-aged man. The two of them crossed the street and stopped in a secluded alley. The middle-aged man knocked rhythmically on the gate of a certain yard.

Suddenly, the courtyard door opened, and an old woman with gray hair opened the door for them.

The two entered the yard, and followed the old woman to the side room, which was connected to the cellar.

Pushing open the door of the cellar, a faint light poured into it. Zhu Lai swept his eyes and saw more than 20 people in tattered robes sitting cross-legged on the futon. They folded their hands and closed their eyes, listening intently and piously to a young monk. Lecture.

As the cellar door opened, the believers turned their heads to look back, and the young monk who was facing the door also stopped and looked this way.

The middle-aged man took two steps forward, clasped his hands together, and said:

"Master Jingsi, I saved a predestined person to enter Mahayana Buddhism."

After finishing speaking, he waved to Zhu Lai, signaling him to come forward.

Zhu Lai looked at the young monk as he walked forward.

He has delicate features and fair skin, and he doesn't look like a person from the Western Regions at all.

If Xu Qi'an was here, he would have recognized that this was the little monk Jingsi who followed Du Er Luohan when the Western Regions mission came to Beijing.

Although he is not very old, he has cultivated the Vajra Divine Kung Fu.

Being the leader of a cult at such a young age must be very valuable, Zhu Lai thought to himself.

At this moment, he heard Jing Si smile and said:

"The donor's complexion is extremely bad, and his stomach is empty. Why don't you eat some fast food first, and then listen to the poor monk's lecture with all your fellow disciples."

There is still food to eat?Zhu Laixin said that this is great, before exposing you to the city lord, I will give you a free meal.

The gray-haired old woman quickly brought over a stack of steamed buns made of white noodles and a bowl of clear water.

Zhu Lai devoured the food voraciously, and quickly solved the problem of food and clothing.

Jing Si looked at all this with a smile, turned to look at the middle-aged man, and said: