Hearing Zenaga's answer, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were surprised, and even Jiang Baimian had similar emotions.
She wasn't really sure that the other party would agree, but she just made a request based on a certain feeling.
And that feeling comes from the observation and memory of the words and deeds of the Jhanaga.
"Thank you, Zen Master!" Shang Jianyao stretched out his hand out of the window and waved it twice with a sincere expression.
Janaga's expression did not change:
"Several benefactors, please lead the way."
He turned the dark black motorcycle around, turned over again, and twisted the accelerator.
Bai Chen relied on the alley next to him, skillfully turned the vehicle around, and drove towards Lao K's house in the Red Giant Wolf District.
Jiang Baimian pondered for a moment, sat in the passenger seat, and said to himself:
"Zen Master, our companion's enemy still has a bit of a background, hiding some mysteries, and rushing to the door, I am afraid of bumping into people I shouldn't bump into and encountering things I shouldn't have encountered.
"We went to the Golden Apple District to visit a nobleman who was a guest of the Golden Apple District and often attended some secret gatherings, and probably knew what to order.
"When I learn the general situation from him, I will know what to watch out for, what time period to choose, and what kind of actions to take."
The Zenaga riding next to the vehicle directly made the voice sound in the minds of Jiang Baimian and others:
"You just do it according to your own arrangements, if it's not right, I will stop you."
"Okay, Zen Master." Jiang Baimian breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Shang Jianyao said with a puzzled face:
"Zen Master, I see that you are compassionate, why don't you think of a way to solve the slave problem, factory environment problem and labor intensity problem in the 'First City', why don't you try to lead the low-level citizens, foreign vagrants, and nobles in the Green Olive District to talk to the nobles to help them win more rights and means of production, and jointly build a better new world......"
Don't, don't talk about it...... Jiang Baimian shouted weakly in his heart.
If the other party really claims to be compassionate and universal for all sentient beings, then Shang Jianyao's questions are like slapping the other person in the face, one after another.
If you are almost self-cultivated, you may become angry on the spot, making the "old tune group" worse than death.
Moreover, there is a certain probability that the price of the "bodhi" realm is spiritual defects.
At the same time as Jiang Baimian was worried, Long Yuehong was even more trembling, and he saw that Bai Chen's right hand holding the steering wheel also highlighted the blue veins.
Hey, how can you talk without looking at the occasion?
This is terrible!
In such a roar, Long Yuehong was not angry.
He knew that Shang Jianyao didn't mean it, but he couldn't control himself.
If it can be controlled, it will not be a price.
This time, Zenaga was silent for a long time, until the three members of the "Old Tune Group" except Shang Jianyao began to consider whether to break the cauldron and attack violently.
Finally, he said with a slight sigh:
"I can't beat it."
The answer "......" was so honest that Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen all opened their mouths and didn't know how to answer.
Before Shang Jianyao tried to speak, Zenaga added:
"Moreover, the focus of our 'Crystal Consciousness Teaching' is still on spiritual tempering and consciousness practice, 'compassion' is only self-enlightenment and cognition after seeing one's nature, not every monk will be like this, but those monks will not care about these idle affairs and will not intercept you.
"Namo Arudara Sam Bodhi, the poor monk is not young, he has seen many things, and he deeply believes that no matter how bad the order is, it is better not to use other people's lives to achieve his ambitions until he is sure to establish an effective system."
"This is true for the nobles, for those low-level citizens and wilderness wanderers, resistance is simply because they can't survive." Shang Jianyao replied very argumentatively.
Zenaga was silent again.
Jiang Baimian cleared his throat and deliberately diverted the topic:
"Zen Master, one of the precepts of your 'Crystal Consciousness Teaching' is not to lie?"
"Yes, monks don't lie." Janaga said truthfully, "But you can choose not to answer."
He was driving a black motorcycle, leaning forward slightly, his gray robe swaying in the wind, except for the bald head and the rosary in his hand, there was nothing wrong with it.
After a few seconds, Janaga spoke:
"You also seem to have a certain understanding of the suffering of the gray earth beings."
Shang Jianyao replied without hesitation:
"Everything we do is to save all of humanity."
Zenaga did not respond for a while, as if listening to Shang Jianyao's heart to see if what he thought and said was consistent.
After a while, Jhanagar said with a slight sigh:
"The benefactor has such a grand wish, it is commendable, the poor monk did not dare to think like this when he was young, and now he is even more conservative."
Are you boasting that Shang Jianyao has a pure heart, or is it unrealistic to harm him too loftyly? Jiang Baimian couldn't help but muttered in his heart.
As for whether Zenaga could hear her words, she didn't know.
Zenaga continued to say to Shang Jianyao:
"What you say is what you think and do, your heart is clear, your will is firm, and you shine brightly.
"It's a pity that attachment is also delusional, and if you can't see through this, you won't be able to see consciousness like crystal.
"If the benefactor is interested in the Tathagata's righteous path, the poor monk is willing to be your guide."
I ...... Long Yuehong didn't expect that Shang Jianyao would still be appreciated by Zenaga.
Shouldn't normal people scoff at his words or take them as jokes?
Considering that the awakened people in the "Bodhi" realm are likely to have mental problems, is this a mutual appreciation among the mentally ill?
As soon as Long Yuehong flashed through so many thoughts, she couldn't wait to take out the hammer and knock herself unconscious.
This will be heard!
Under "his heart", the richness of inner activity far exceeds the limitation of his feelings in language.
Zen Master, what is the sacrament of your "Crystal Consciousness Teaching"...... Jiang Baimian muttered in his heart.
"Zen Master, what is the sacrament of your 'Crystal Consciousness Teaching'?" Shang Jianyao asked with great interest.
Bai Chen pursed his lips, as if he was holding back a smile.
She seemed to have guessed that Shang Jianyao would ask this,
Jhanaga replied truthfully:
"We don't have communion, only holy relics, and the holy relics are bodhi and towers.
"As for eating, we avoid spicy and exciting foods, and there are no other restrictions, but we can't eat prey killed by our own hands."
The hot pot and yakitori are also spicy, right? At least most of them are...... Long Yuehong subconsciously thought about what such a precept could restrict.
Shang Jianyao sighed and said with a sympathetic face:
"Zen Master, maybe I have no chance with Bodhi."
Zenaga didn't force it, drove the motorcycle, and continued to follow the "old tune group" to the Golden Apple District.
…………
On the edge of the Golden Apple District, a villa belonging to a certain family.
The "Old Tune Group" and Zenaga observed from a distance, waiting for the predetermined target Phelps to come out.
This aristocratic child attended a secret meeting at Lao K's house last night and couldn't get out of bed most of the morning, so the "Old Tune Group" chose to come in the afternoon.
After waiting for a while, they finally saw the target through the telescope.
Phelps, who had black hair and blue eyes, and slightly drooping cheek muscles, walked out of the main entrance of the house, got into the car, and yawned while covering his mouth.
His two bodyguards got into the car one after the other and protected him in a safe position.
The vehicle started and exited the iron fence gate along the road in the garden.
Seeing this, Bai Chen in the distance stepped on the accelerator and followed Phelps from a long distance.
Seeing that the Red Giant Wolf Area was in sight, Bai Chen accelerated his speed, and it didn't take long to catch up with the target, and then, he directly overtook it.
Phelps' driver didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but he was more wary of whether the other party would suddenly cross the side and block in front.
But suddenly, he felt unbearably aggrieved.
This broken car dares to surpass himself!
Look at me super back! The driver stepped on the accelerator heavily.
In the sound of roaring, the car in front of him happened to be about to turn.
Bang!
Phelps' vehicle crashed into the side of the car rented by the "old tune team".
Fortunately, the driver, after all, was trained to apply the brakes in time and hit the steering wheel, making the accident less serious.
In such an impact, even if Long Yuehong was wearing a seat belt, she felt dizzy and almost got injured.
On the contrary, Shang Jianyao, who was closer to the collision position, had outstanding physical fitness, and pushed open the car door without any influence and jumped down.
He glanced at the side of the sunken rear of the car, rushed towards Phelps' car, and shouted:
"How did you drive?"
As a nobleman, of course Phelps would not say "It's all my driver's fault", but just winked at the bodyguard beside him.
The bodyguard immediately got out of the car, lifted the corner of his clothes, and exposed the pistol at his waist.
Shang Jianyao showed a frightened expression and shouted at Phelps in the car:
"Look:
"Your car is damaged, and my car is damaged;
"You have companions, and I have companions;
"So ......"
His words were like a sign of stubbornness and panic in a frightened person.
Phelps' expression changed slightly, and he said to the bodyguard:
"Forget it, people you know."
Although the bodyguard had been with Phelps for several years, he did not grow up with the other party since childhood, and with the influence of the "reasoning clown", he had no doubts about it.
Seeing Phelps, Shang Jianyao complained:
"Your driver is too reckless, right?
"Forget it, forget it, there's no need to worry about this matter with our relationship."
Phelps nodded in satisfaction:
"No problem."
At this time, Shang Jianyao glanced left and right, and deliberately lowered his voice:
"I think I saw you go to Maskar Street last night......"
He didn't say his position, nor did he ask what kind of party it was, but he just mentioned it unintentionally.
Phelps was suddenly alert, looked around, and said in a low voice:
"A carnival party to please the ...... of 'Mandala'"
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(End of this chapter)