HPDBC Chapter 198 Legal Debate and Murderous Intent
Chapter 198 Legal Debate and Murderous Intent
Jiang Chaosheng asked:
"Where is Xie Jinbao now?"
Haiyin chuckled lightly:
"Xie Jinbao was originally a wealthy merchant who provided financial support to the Taiping Dao."
Because he disliked fighting and killing, he became a socialite in the psionic circle.
The psychic world is neither very large nor very small.
Xie Jinbao was originally active in Dongying.
Haiyin glanced at Jiang Chaosheng and said:
"After the decline of the Onmyoji family, Xie Jinbao may have gone to the United States."
Jiang Chaosheng pondered Haiyin's words for a moment.
The psychic world...
So this is what I initially thought was the extraordinary circle?
This psionic circle really shouldn't be that big.
In today's world, apart from Daji, no one can open the spiritual senses of mortals.
To possess supernatural powers, one must seek answers from forbidden objects.
However, there are only a few forbidden items.
Jiang Chaosheng asked:
"Does the United States also have psionic circles?"
The old monk shook his head:
"This humble monk is not quite sure."
This humble monk knows that Xie Jinbao once tried to win over Sanze Qingming.
After Qingming died, I heard from others that he seemed to have gone to the United States.
As for whether it was for business or something else, this humble monk does not know.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Jiang Chaosheng turned to look at the gate:
"What is it?"
The butler's voice came from the doorway:
"Mr. Huang, is your grandmaster here?"
The Buddha has asked me to invite you two to the banquet.
Jiang Chaosheng raised an eyebrow.
The killer move is coming.
A playful smile appeared on his lips.
I really want to see what tricks this little mouse can pull.
The butler's voice continued to ring:
"Mr. Huang, I'll be waiting for you two outside."
Haiyin stood up and exhaled a breath of stale air:
"Benefactor, this humble monk knows that you possess power that is unimaginable to mortals. The so-called psychic world is just child's play in your eyes."
But my friend, that child Qilin always does unbelievable things.
You...you must be careful!
Jiang Chaosheng stood up and walked towards the door without responding to the old monk.
He never underestimated any enemy.
Of course, he was also confident in dealing with all enemies.
Haiyin didn't say anything more and followed Jiang Chaosheng towards the door.
The butler saw Jiang Chaosheng and bowed slightly.
Upon seeing Haiyin, he clasped his hands together, bowing with a noticeably deeper arc.
After bowing to the butler, Haiyin followed him toward the main villa.
......
In the lobby, the sandalwood incense burned softly.
In front of a dozen or so prayer cushions, there was a low table with various vegetarian dishes on it.
The nouveau riche complained:
"Why is there only vegetarian food on the table, and no meat?"
"Are you short of money or what? I have plenty of money."
The nouveau riche glanced around, worried that if others had meat on their tables but he didn't, it would lower his own status.
It turned out that everyone's table was served vegetarian dishes, and the upper-class nobles did not show any dissatisfaction.
The nouveau riche finally shut his mouth.
A moment later, a clear, youthful voice came from behind the curtain in front:
"I apologize, everyone. My master is here, so I can only ask you to have this vegetarian meal with me."
Everyone looked up.
He was a young man dressed in Tang suit.
Jiang Chaosheng's gaze passed over Xie Qilin's shoulder and landed on the sleeping baby in his arms.
The swaddling clothes were wrapped tightly, revealing only a delicate, exquisitely sculpted face, and the baby's breathing was as even as a feather.
But that aura—the aura of a forbidden object… it was faint and elusive, like an undercurrent hidden beneath the water.
The evil Qilin smiled and said:
"To express my apologies, I have prepared some gifts for you all."
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen beautiful maids came in from outside, carrying wine bottles in exquisite wooden containers.
The nouveau riche first took out his phone, opened the online shopping app, and wanted to see how much the red wine was worth.
Several guests couldn't help but sneer when they saw the nouveau riche's appearance.
You can't find truly good stuff on Taobao.
At that moment, a Buddhist chant rang out:
"Amitabha Buddha, though wine and meat pass through the intestines, Buddha remains in the heart."
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
It was none other than the monk Haiyin.
The evil Qilin narrowed its eyes, its expression somewhat unfriendly.
A slight smile appeared on Jiang Chaosheng's lips.
Is the legal debate about this about to begin?
Nouveau riche are very sensitive.
People were already mocking him for opening Fishbao to search for red wine, and he was already losing face.
The old monk's words now sounded more like an insult, implying that he had no taste.
At this moment, disregarding the fact that the old monk was Xie Qilin's master, and already harboring resentment towards him, he immediately sneered:
"Buddha? My friend's house was demolished a few years ago, and he got tens of millions in compensation."
I was just thinking of offering incense and praying to Buddha. Money is something you can't spend anywhere else but on Buddha; at least it can protect me and keep me safe.
Old monk, do you think I should gild the Buddha's body?
"Tell me, how many kilograms should we plate? Too little and it won't look presentable."
The crowd began to watch the spectacle.
Anyone could see that this nouveau riche was trying to bribe the old monk.
That's interesting.
Does this nouveau riche really not know how much power the owner of Dream Island has?
Although it's unclear why the island lord allowed a young monk with long hair to appear, this young monk is definitely not an ordinary person.
Nouveau riche are nouveau riche; once they have a little money, they act arrogantly and offend people.
If he angers that young monk, this nouveau riche might get into trouble once he leaves the island.
Now they also wanted to see how the old monk would deal with the nouveau riche's insults.
Haiyin looked at the nouveau riche and suddenly asked:
"How much do you think you're worth, benefactor?"
The nouveau riche paused for a moment, then immediately said proudly
"Me? I'm worth fifty million."
Haiyin stopped speaking, closed his eyes in silence, and remained expressionless.
For some reason, the nouveau riche felt a sense of pressure from Haiyin.
This pressure makes it seem like he has no taste.
The nouveau riche couldn't sit still any longer. He put his legs down, but the gold chain was digging into his neck and he couldn't take it off easily.
He was getting a little irritated and couldn't help but ask:
"What do you mean by that?"
Haiyin asked:
"Are you made of gold, or gilded?"
Everyone laughed.
Apart from Jiang Chaosheng, all the guests present were well-read.
The philosophies of Buddhism and Taoism are extremely profound, and people tend to pay attention to and learn about them.
Classic texts like the Diamond Sutra and the Tao Te Ching were often kept in people's mansions.
The old monk's words were profound in Buddhist philosophy and quite interesting.
The nouveau riche was left speechless.
The nouveau riche blushed.
The gold chain around my neck had become dull and felt painfully heavy on my neck.
"Golden? Gilded? You two are both too attached to appearances."
Xie Qilin's voice was calm and unhurried, like a needle gently piercing the awkward silence in the hall.
He carried the baby down from the stage and personally poured wine for the nouveau riche.
The movement was very gentle; the wine fell into the glass without a single drop splashing.
After pouring the wine, he looked up at Haiyin. The candlelight flickered in his eyes.
"You're asking for ultimate bliss, aren't you? Master, do you know what ultimate bliss truly is?"
"To be free from desire and in tranquility is the ultimate bliss."
Haiyin's voice was low, as if it were rising from a very deep place.
The evil Qilin laughed, a soft laugh that echoed through the empty hall.
"Is there any limit to the bliss that Master speaks of?"
Haiyin opened his eyes and replied:
"True happiness lies in the absence of ultimate bliss."
The evil Qilin laughed.
The laughter wasn't loud, but it echoed through the empty hall, causing the candlelight to flicker.
"Is there any limit to the bliss that Master speaks of?"
Haiyin opened his eyes: "True happiness lies in the absence of ultimate bliss."
"Then why bother fixing it?"
The evil Qilin lowered its head slightly, its gaze fixed directly into Haiyin's eyes:
"Things without boundaries are impossible to grasp."
You have practiced asceticism for sixty years, have you ever experienced "extreme bliss"?
Even if happiness is right in front of you, you won't dare to seize it.
You're afraid that if you make that move, you'll become attached to something.
The hall was so quiet that you could hear the faint crackling of burning sandalwood.
The guests either frowned or pondered.
This young monk's words may violate some Buddhist precepts, but they also seem to make some sense.
The evil Qilin, holding the infant, stood before the sea seal, its gaze deep and unfathomable.
"You fear that if you have a single thought, your sixty years of spiritual practice will collapse."
But if one cultivates for sixty years and cannot even withstand a single thought, what kind of cultivation is that?
A bead of sweat trickled down Haiyin's forehead as he fiddled with his prayer beads, unable to speak for a long time.
After a long while, he opened his eyes, looked at his disciple who had once been compassionate but was now a ruthless killer, and sighed:
"Did you even look back and see what you were actually fixing?"
"The Joyful Buddha," the evil Qilin answered frankly.
"The sea of desire is the other shore, and the physical body is the Buddha's body."
The bliss that Master cultivates is something that can only be attained after death.
The bliss I cultivate can be experienced while I'm still alive.
Haiyin suddenly trembled.
He recalled the encounter when the evil Qilin first descended the mountain.
The evil Qilin pushed the girl who wanted to die but dared not die off the roof.
Was that girl truly happy at that moment?
More than that.
I've heard many rumors about the evil Qilin over the years.
Some people were lustful, so the evil Qilin offered up his trained female disciple.
Someone was greedy for money, so the evil Qilin bestowed wealth upon him.
Buddhism teaches that there are seven sufferings in life, including not being able to get what you want.
The evil Qilin gave them what they asked for, and...
Was the happiness they felt at that time considered bliss?
Haiyin closed his eyes again, his hands moving faster and faster as he fiddled with the prayer beads. After a long pause, he finally uttered four words:
"That... is a heretical view!"
"Who decides right and wrong views?" The shadow of the evil Qilin suddenly enveloped the old monk:
"Master said that desire is suffering, but if there were no desire, why would people worship Buddha?"
If you have no desires, what are you doing sitting here?
Isn't it because you harbor the obsession of trying to categorize this humble monk as one of your own?
Haiyin trembled violently, staring at the evil Qilin in astonishment.
He knew he had lost; he couldn't win the argument against him.
The evil Qilin's understanding of Buddhism is probably far superior to mine.
He possesses such immense power, even daring to scheme against the head of the organization. If he were to use this power for good, it would surely be a great blessing to the world.
But......
This is a demon that wreaks havoc on the world.
Sorrow gradually appeared in Haiyin's eyes:
"Qilin, don't go down the wrong path."
adrift in the sea of desire, unable to reach the other shore, where can one find ultimate bliss?!
A slight smile curved Xie Qilin's lips. He lowered his head, leaned closer, and spoke softly, as if to himself:
"Without desire, how can there be bliss!"
The candlelight in the main hall suddenly flickered.
A gust of wind swept in.
Everyone stared in astonishment at the flickering candlelight.
After regaining his senses, he looked at the evil Qilin again, and his eyes showed fear.
After regaining his senses, he looked at the evil Qilin again, and his eyes showed fear.
The old monk's prayer beads broke, and the sandalwood beads scattered all over the ground.
The old monk himself, with his head bowed, remained motionless, clearly having passed away.
The nouveau riche cried out in alarm:
"Holy crap, call the police!!"
The guests also panicked.
Some took out their phones, while others wanted to leave quietly.
The evil Qilin exhaled a breath of turbid air and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
He also found it difficult to debate the law with Haiyin.
The evil Qilin looked at his deceased master, his eyes glistening with tears, but the wind quickly wiped them away.
He murmured:
"Master, you are my inner demon."
"If you desire universal bliss and wish to save all living beings, the Qilin must grant your request once."
At that moment, the evil Qilin felt a gaze locked onto him.
He realized something, turned his head, and met Jiang Chaosheng's slightly mocking gaze.
Hunyu seemed to be in a good mood.
Like...
It was as if I had just performed a play for him.
The evil Qilin tilted its head:
"Mr. Twilight, now this humble monk can properly spar with you."
After speaking, Xie Qilin reached out and patted the baby in his arms.
The baby immediately let out a loud cry.
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