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    Chapter 3475: Living Buddha¡¯s Tea

    Chapter 3475: The Living Buddha¡¯s Tea

    Why can¡¯t you drink?

    As soon as these words came out, Zhao Heng and the Du sisters were slightly stunned. It was not that they really thought the tea was drinkable when he asked, but that Baden's question was a bit redundant. The two sides were enemies, and the tea was inevitably poisonous. Baden  How could such a person say nonsense for no reason?  Zhao Heng was stunned and quickly reacted, looking down at the teacup in his hand:

    "The Living Buddha thinks this tea is drinkable, so I'll offer you a cup!"

    Having said this, Zhao Heng suddenly raised his hand, and the tea cup in his palm instantly jumped over the heads of more than ten lamas, and shot towards Baden on the high platform like a sharp arrow. When the face of the lama in the main hall changed slightly, Baden had already lightly moved his left hand.  With one move, he caught the tea cup in mid-air. His hand was so steady that not a drop of tea spilled out.

    Baden Rinpoche glanced at the milk-white teacup with a calm look, then raised it high and poured it into his mouth. The tea fell into his throat in an arc, and went directly into his stomach silently. Soon, Baden drank  After filling half the cup of tea, he shook his left hand slightly, the cup no longer tilted, and the tea stopped flowing. He looked at Zhao Heng and smiled faintly:

    "Of course you can drink tea!"

    He smiled faintly: "Young Master Heng has come all the way, and there is only half a cup left. I respect you!"

    When the eyes of Zhao Heng and the Du sisters were slightly focused, he had already raised his left hand slightly, and the teacup, like the most perfect parabola, once again crossed the sky above more than a dozen lamas, passing through the sights of Zhao Heng and Baden Living Buddha.  , but the tea cup did not reach Zhao Heng's hand. It was split in half in mid-air, and the tea cup shattered and flew to both sides.

    The wheat-scented tea was sprinkled on the floor, leaving a few wet traces. Zhao Heng slowly took back the saber in his hand, his eyes calmly met the gazes of the Living Buddha and the Lama, and the corner of his mouth twitched with a faint smile: "I told you before,  The tea is cold, it is easy to drink and the heart is cold. The living Buddha's big belly can tolerate all the unbearable things in the world, but Zhao Heng cannot tolerate this half cup of herbal tea."

    "This is why you are a living Buddha and I am a layman!"

    Baden Rinpoche did not seem to be too surprised by all this: "It's a pity that one of my teacups is missing." He waved his hand to stop the lama in front of him from attacking, and spoke as calmly as water: "Zhao Heng, it's not that I can't drink my tea.  You can't tolerate cold tea, but you have poison in your heart, and it's cold, so it can't be drunk or touched. You said I have hatred in my heart"

    "But why is there hatred in your heart?"

    Zhao Heng couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth when he heard this. Baden's words put him in a position of guilty conscience. His alertness and caution turned into distortion and hatred in his heart. Zhao Heng had to admire the living Buddha's words, but he  The psychological pressure quickly dissipated: "Baden, stop talking nonsense, stop the turmoil, and let the Du sisters leave!"

    "I'll stay and give you a fair fight. It's up to you to choose between civil and military combat!"

    Then, Zhao Heng glanced at the dozens of lamas present: "I know your respect for the Living Buddha and your love for the Buddha Palace. I just want to tell you that there is nothing wrong with working hard for your beliefs, but you must  Keep your eyes open and don¡¯t be fooled by those with ulterior motives. When there is a conflict between respecting the living Buddha and saving all sentient beings,¡±

    "You should have the right stance!"

    When dozens of pairs of sharp eyes stared at Zhao Heng, Zhao Heng added in a low voice: "You wholeheartedly shout for kindness, but now you are working for the living Buddha who caused chaos in Tibetan city. Don't you think it is ridiculous? I don't ask you to stand beside me.  Here, we also respect your feelings towards the living Buddha, as long as you remain neutral and leave here, I promise not to embarrass you!"

    "I will never settle the score later!"

    Zhao Heng glanced at the lamas with complicated expressions. If he wanted to take down Baden on the high platform, these lamas must remain neutral: "Zhao Heng kills without blinking an eye, and has taken countless lives with his hands, but he will still abide by his words and promise to do so in the future.  If you don¡¯t clean the Buddhist palace, there will definitely be no unnecessary actions. On the contrary, if you insist on working hard today, the Buddhist palace must be cleaned!¡±

    Zhao Heng's words conveyed a killing intent, and every word echoed in the hall: "Even the entire Tibetan religion will be ruthlessly suppressed. After ten or eight years, you will find that you will no longer have the status you have today, so you have three  You have a few minutes to think about it, either stay or go out!" Then he looked at Baden and said: "You are considered a person!"

    "Don't you have the guts to give me a try?"

    He pointed at dozens of lamas with a hint of teasing at the corner of his mouth: "You want to rely on their wheel battles to win for you? That will make me very disappointed, and in that case, no matter you win or lose, you will kill them and the Tibetan people."  Teach, for the sake of their loyalty to you, let them leave, lest you lose their respect!"

      The lama looked confused at first, but soon became firm again, and still stood in the main hall to block Zhao Heng.

    Baden looked calm and did not pay attention to Zhao Heng's words, nor did he dismiss the lama in front of him. There was a sharp smile on his lips, as if he was looking down on the world, and his eyes were far away, implying sharpness. He was neither strong nor low-key: "I once asked the sun and the moon.  Master, if the power of life lies in persistence, when the world moves toward peace, it will also hold the hand of destruction."

    When Zhao Heng and the others listened quietly, Baden threw another sentence to Zhao Heng: "So for the vast majority of people nowadays, what is the meaning of struggle? Work nine to five and work overtime until the end, chanting bells in the morning and drums in the evening to calm the mind  Stepping into the cemetery is nothing more than a drop of tears, a scrap of soil, and an epitaph. All living beings have a similar beginning and the same ending."

    There was a ray of light on Baden's face, and he started to turn the beads again with his fingers: "The master told me that pursuit is to prove the value and meaning of life, and the purpose of persistence is the embodiment of value. As far as people are concerned, everyone knows that life will never be the same again.  No matter how glorious or abject, the final outcome is the same. Buddha has already written the same beginning and ending for us!"

    Zhao Heng nodded: "Life and death are indeed the same for everyone!"

    Baden sighed: "Our existence and our pursuit are just to make the process happier." He tilted his head slightly and looked at the sky outside the window: "Master Sun and Moon also asked me to stand on the top of the mountain and stare at the thousands of families in the Tibetan City again and again.  Lights, I have stared at the lights in the window in a daze countless times, without any thought at first, I just thought it was lights!"

    He smiled faintly, but with an indescribable contagiousness: "A month later, after watching it for a full month, I began to wonder what those families with lights on were doing? Maybe the family was eating happily?  Maybe the family is watching TV together? Maybe nagging about some trivial things? My mind gradually shows the jumps of life."

    As these words were spoken, Du Yaqi clearly discovered that Zhao Heng's expression softened invisibly. The latter seemed to capture something in Baden's words. Then, he heard Baden add: "I also deliberately watched the lanterns at the beginning of the night.  When I was there, I went down the mountain and observed the lives of three families. Their lives were full of fresh and recurring happiness."

    Zhao Heng looked at Baden with sharp eyes, full of sharpness and scrutiny. It took him five minutes to move his eyes away from Baden's face, and then turned to the tall lotus seat, straightening his body slightly.  He said, "Baden, that's enough nonsense. Let's get straight to the point. The Cangcheng troops and the Hengmen disciples will rush here soon!"

    He pointed at the noise and shouting that were getting closer and closer outside the window, and said with a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes: "I don't want innocent people to become burial objects. Let the Du sisters and the lama leave the Red Palace. I will marry you."  In a decisive battle, if you want to drag everyone to death, I have no objection, but I am telling you, you will become a sinner for the ages!"

    Baden smiled faintly: "I can fight with you, but I'm just a guest. You should have a cup of tea, right?"

    With a wave of his fingers, a little lama came out with another cup of tea. The tea was fragrant and steaming with heat. Baden said calmly: "After drinking this cup of tea, I will let the Du sisters and the lama all come out."  Leave and ensure that they will not be harmed in the slightest. If Mr. Heng still thinks that the tea is not drinkable, then I also think that your promise is meaningless!"

    "If you don't believe me, how can I trust you?"

    "Zhao Heng, don't drink!"

    Du Ziyan grabbed Zhao Heng and said, "Let's get out!"

    Du Yaqi also shouted: "You must not drink this tea. Let's fight on the spot. The big troops will arrive soon!"

    Baden smiled leisurely: "There are thirty-seven lamas present, twenty-five of them are first-class masters, and the other twelve are the martial arts foundation of the Potala Palace. Baden is not talented and has not learned the skills of Master Sun and Moon."  All Buddhism, but Tantric mudra is still almost at its peak, and there are nearly a hundred loyal lamas outside the Red Palace. It will take fifteen minutes for the disciples of Hengmen to break through no matter how fast they are!"

    "At this time, can the three of you withstand the siege of thirty-eight people?"

    He hit the nail on the head: "Even if Mr. Heng is extremely skilled, what about the two Miss Du?"

    The Du sisters were silent for a moment. Their strong confidence did pale in the face of strong strength. Zhao Heng might be able to calmly fight his way out, but it would be difficult for the two sisters to escape. On the contrary, they would become a burden to Zhao Heng, but Du Ziyan remained determined.  Shaking his head, he pulled Zhao Heng and shouted: "Zhao Heng, I would rather die here than take the risk for you!"

    She stared at the cup of tea: "You must not drink this tea!"

    When Du Ziyan tightly held Zhao Heng's arm, Zhao Heng laughed loudly. When he unobtrusively took out a pill with his left hand, he stretched out his right hand to hold the cup of tea: "In order to let the Living Buddha know Zhao Heng's sincerity.  ,?You always have to drink a cup of tea. I just hope that the living Buddha will not break his promise. After I drink this cup of tea, you will let everyone leave here.  "

    "Zhao Heng drinks a lot of tea. Let's take a look at the living Buddha's tea today"

    Zhao Heng glanced at Baden: "Can you drink the taste of thousands of lights?"

    PS: Thank you Xiong Zhengrong 2015 for liking this work for 20 Zhulang coins.
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