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Chapter 50: Existence may not be reasonable, but existence must have its meaning!

"Hey, wait, why don't you, a monk, practice martial ethics? You asked the question. Do you dare to say that my answer does not meet the requirements of your question?"

"Oh, I can't afford to lose now. You're not good at literature and want to join me in martial arts? With so many people watching, you don't want the reputation that Kuchan Temple has built up over the years?"

Shen Fei's words are well-founded and go straight to Yanyin's weakness.

The audience at the scene also nodded repeatedly.

The fat monk's face turned red and his face was as gloomy as water after being spoken to by Shen Fei.

Now it is really difficult to get off the throne, it is impossible to abdicate, and my pension has not been enough.

But if you say it out loud, it will throw water away. Monks don’t lie, let alone in front of so many people.

"It's just too strong a word!"

Seeing that Yanyin couldn't think of a countermeasure, the wise monk hurriedly came out to smooth things over.

"How can Buddhism tolerate such filthy words from you!"

"Hey, we are all adults and we have to speak responsibly. Why do you say dirty things about me?"

"You! Amitabha, you are so good..."

Seeing Shen Fei being so shameless, Zhichi recited the Buddha's name angrily and decided to give up treatment.

Anyway, no matter what the outcome is, he will not lose.

"Amitabha~"

After taking a breath, Yanyin finally calmed down his ups and downs.

"Almsgiver Shen, there is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, and there is no end in sight. You are frivolous and impetuous, and your six roots are impure. I, the Buddha, am merciful and willing to give you this opportunity to become a monk and benefit yourself and others!"

"I bother!"

Seeing that the fat monk wanted to encourage him to become a monk, Shen Fei finally couldn't stand his bad temper anymore.

"How come you have so much money in Kuchan Temple? How can you be so thick-skinned? You said that my six roots are impure, and you are so shameless and obviously pretending to be pure? You just encourage others to become a monk when you have nothing to do. There are so many people out there who are desperate and have no way out. I haven’t seen you take in many frustrated people!”

"Don't talk about the mercy of our Buddha. There may be compassionate monks in this world, but they must not be in this magnificent hall!"

"I remember you just said that in the eyes of you monks, success is also becoming a Buddha! Isn't it easy to become a Buddha? Don't you Buddhists say that you should put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately? A bad person only needs to put down the butcher's knife to become a Buddha, and a good person can become a Buddha. The Buddha has to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, why is he working so hard to meditate here?"

ridicule.

Although the monks present had no intention of becoming a Buddha, Shen Fei's words still made them blush.

It felt like someone had pressed his face to the ground and rubbed it. After finally calming down, he showed signs of going berserk again.

"Ahem~"

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate and the hostility was getting worse, a cough suddenly sounded in the field.

"Guys, can you listen to me?"

Hearing the sound, everyone turned their attention.

The person who spoke was a skinny old man with a sickly look on his face.

With the blessing of almighty medical skills, Shen Fei could tell at a glance that the other party was seriously ill.

"Amitabha, old benefactor Zhao, if you have any advice, it's okay to say it!"

I know all these people in the VIP area.

This old man's name is Zhao Qiming, and he has a special status.

Today I heard that there is a Buddha bathing ceremony at Kuchan Temple. Although the old man does not believe in Buddhism, his family still brought him to watch the ceremony and pray for blessings.

As a result, I just happened to encounter this scene.

"I don't dare to take it as advice. It's just that there is no solution for the two of you to remain in such a stalemate. Why don't you listen to me and let the bet go. Master Yiyin, you are an eminent monk. You must have been betting on the outcome. I dare not say it to others, but I have to say this I absolutely don’t believe that this little brother has a destiny with the Buddha. Even if there is a destiny, it is an evil destiny!”

"Hahaha~"

Hearing the old man's words, the scene suddenly burst into laughter.

Yanyin also laughed awkwardly and waited for the other party's next words.

"Ahem, this little brother, after all, this is a holy land of Buddhism. Although its existence is not entirely reasonable, its existence must have its meaning. Buddhism has stood in China for thousands of years. There have never been disputes, and it has not been able to distinguish it for a short time. What about the right and wrong of each of us taking a step back?"

"Actually, I just came here today to join in the fun, and I didn't mean to cause trouble. You don't know that I am the most self-restrained and polite person, and I always behave in everything I do!"

Hearing this, everyone rolled their eyes in shame.

Just listen to Shen Fei continue to say: "Old sir, you opened your mouth, I don't need to hold him accountable for his pretentiousness, dishonesty, deviance, hypocrisy, domineering, pretentiousness, rhetoric, greed... .”

"Hey, oh, ok, ok, let me tell you, are you done yet?"

Seeing that Shen Fei had no intention of stopping, Zhi Ai couldn't help but interrupt.

Yanyin suppressed the anger in her heart and looked at Shen Fei with overwhelming anger.

If it weren't for Mr. Zhao's status, he wouldn't have let him go without saying anything.

Hearing the gushing adjectives from Shen Fei's mouth, Zhao Qiming suppressed a sickly flush on his face.

This farce was just an accident. Shen Fei just came to join in the fun and didn't want to make things worse.

After all, I am just a small internet celebrity who cannot gain much publicity. For Kuchan Temple to be as big as it is now, I must have met a lot of powerful people.

It's not a deep grudge, there's really no need to fight with them.

Moreover, this old man seems to have a high status and cannot move down the stairs. This is not a fool, but a fool!

"Okay, I still have to give you the old man's face, so I won't interrupt you. You continue!"

With that said, Shen Fei smiled at everyone, then pushed away the crowd and walked out of the hall.

Yanyin didn't stop him either. Although he had been disgraced, if he continued in this stalemate, he would only make himself more embarrassed.

Just when everyone thought the farce was over, a sudden change occurred.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough~"

"Grandpa (Mr. Zhao)!?"

A violent cough suddenly sounded.

Along with several exclamations, the Tianbao Hall suddenly became extremely chaotic.

Shen Fei had just walked out of the hall when he heard coughing coming from inside.

After being stunned for two seconds, without thinking much, he pushed past the crowd and walked into the hall.

"Grandpa? Grandpa? Ooooh, don't scare me, grandpa!"

"Quick, quick, quick, contact the hospital!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, send Mr. Zhao to the hospital quickly!"

The scene was chaotic. The old man vomited blood and lay unconscious in the girl's arms.

Yanyin clasped his hands beside him and recited unknown scriptures.

Faced with this unexpected situation, the other monks were at a loss.

The entourage around the old man became anxious like ants on a hot pot. Just as they were about to squeeze the old man out of the hall so that he could be sent to the hospital, Shen Fei suddenly appeared.

"Put the person down and leave it to me!"

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