Yang Le smiled politely at Wu Xiaobo, and then projected a picture on the wall, which seemed to be a Buddha statue, but unlike ordinary Buddha statues, his face was half a Buddha with kind eyebrows, and half a demon with a green face and fangs.

"I'm sure you've all seen this picture, that's right! Its name is "One Thought for Buddha and One Thought for Demon", and the wrong interpretation of him by secular people is that if you have good thoughts in your heart, you are a Buddha, otherwise you are a demon. ”

"As everyone knows, good intentions can also do bad things, and bad intentions can also save the world! There is no right or wrong in the world, as long as the result is good, then he is a Buddha, and if the result is bad, then he is a demon!"

Li Ming watched Yang Le talking eloquently on stage, felt that he had stolen the limelight, and deliberately asked questions as if he was a good student.

"Yang... Professor Chen, I understand a little bit about doing bad things with good intentions, but I don't think good things can be done with bad intentions. ”

"That's a good question, let's give him a little applause first!"

Seeing that the question not only did not affect Yang Le, but he was still cheeky and really regarded himself as a student and was ready to preach, Li Ming was so angry that he clenched his fists, but he didn't dare to attack.

"Li Ming, let's say I'm on the street of a neighborhood right now, listening to music by leaning on a telephone pole next to me, and on a chair next to me is sitting an eighty-year-old grandmother with limited mobility, her cane suddenly slipped off and rolled to my feet, she stopped me and politely asked for help, hoping that I could help her pick it up, what do you say I should do to be kind?"

Li Ming: "In the case of what we can, we should naturally lend a hand, and helping her pick up crutches is just a gesture, of course, it is only kind to pick it up!"

Yang Le: "On the other hand, if I don't have good thoughts in my heart or even think she is troublesome, and I don't help her pick up crutches, is it bad?"

Li Ming: "Of course!"

Yang Le: "Very good! Our story continues! Because I ignored the old man, the old grandmother had to get up by herself, and walked to me with difficulty, while she bent down to pick up crutches, the two people who lived upstairs were fighting and missed, and a kitchen knife fell from the sky and was directly inserted into the position where she was sitting before. ”

Yang Le looked at Li Ming and asked with a smile, "Now you tell me, am I wrong or right, good or bad?"

The whole hall was silent, everyone fell into deep thought, no one went to rudely argue that this was just a story, the truth contained in it was what they needed, the previous inertial thinking was greatly impacted, and everyone's minds were a little confused for a while.

What Yang Le needs is such an effect, he continued to say to everyone while the iron was hot.

"Who is the unity of good and bad? The answer was already told to you yesterday! The people! What is in line with the interests of the vast majority of the common people is good, and vice versa! Everyone should stick to their posts and work hard for happiness, instead of running around to do these useless things like you, who have a high level of education and high level!

Li Ming: "Professor Chen! I now seriously doubt whether you are a bishop from the headquarters! According to what you say, it is not good for the Divine Cult to save the suffering and save the suffering?"

Yang Le: "In some ways, of course, the Divine Cult is good! No matter what the purpose, he can be regarded as having done some good deeds. However, his results are not good, you can go to charity to do good deeds, there is no need to set up this mysterious organization, normal people will be born, old, sick and die, the so-called holy water baptism will be disease-free and painless, in my opinion is simply nonsense. ”

Unexpectedly, Yang Le was so clear about what happened last night, Zhang Mengmeng lowered his head in shame, and thought in his heart, "He shouldn't have seen anything, right?"

Regardless of whether what Yang Le said was correct or not, he could become a black-clothed bishop, and he always firmly believed in the teachings of the Divine Religion, and Wu Xiaobo, who was a little angry, shouted and then clenched his fists and rushed to the podium.

"He's not from headquarters!

Who is Yang Le? These kittens and puppies are also worthy of being his opponents? He punched Wu Xiaobo in the eye, and the middle-aged face who was beaten away instantly had panda eyes, and Zhang Mengmeng on the side felt familiar no matter how he looked at it.

"Ah~"

Ignoring Wu Xiaobo, who was screaming on the ground, Yang Le continued to say to the people in the audience.

"This is your leader? Your Bishop, whom you worship as God? You see, he will also suffer, is he also deceiving you? And my white lie to you suddenly seems so cute?"

The people present fell into deep thought, and the bishop who fell to the ground suddenly looked like he was crazy, and his two fists emitted a green light, and he smashed the table next to him with a punch, and rushed towards Yang Le through gritted teeth.

"Boy, you're looking for your own death, I'm going to kill you!"

All the members were shocked by Wu Xiaobo's murderous aura, this is definitely a pair of killer hands, and even more than one, otherwise it would not make the young and vigorous Li Ming almost pee his pants.

Zhang Mengmeng was about to rush over because he was worried, but he was hugged by Li Ming.

Yang Le actually turned around and gave him a thumbs up: "Boy, look! You have a bad heart towards me, but you have done a good thing to Mengmeng!

It wasn't until after he finished saying that Wu Xiaobo's fist came to him, and looking at this green light, Yang Le frowned for the first time.

"It shouldn't be!"

I don't know if it was because he couldn't fight or because of what, Yang Le never fought back but just passively dodged, Wu Xiaobo's confidence increased greatly when he saw this, and it seemed that even the punches he punched out became more powerful.

Zhang Mengmeng was anxious to burst into tears on the side, but how could her small physique break free from the arm of the captain of the school basketball team.

Feelings of worry, remorse, helplessness, and self-blame spread throughout her body, and she slowly sat on the ground, shouting with the last bit of strength in her body.

"Yang Le, you can't die!Woo woo~, every time you bully me, I haven't taken revenge yet! Woo woo~, you have to be responsible for this!"

The little girl's words were heard by Yang Le, who was carefully observing the green light, "You are responsible for me!", this time it was like a fixed technique on him, and he was accidentally hit in the chest by Wu Xiaobo's green fist.

Yang Le, who flew upside down, smashed the lectern where the computer was placed, as if the wires were short-circuited, and the thick smoke flooded his thin body.

Zhang Mengmeng's eyes were split, it was the first time she had lived for more than 20 years to care about an "outsider" like this, and she didn't know where the strength came from, so she opened her mouth at Li Ming's arm.

"Ah~"

With the scream of our basketball captain, Zhang Mengmeng quickly pounced on Wu Xiaobo.

"Only I can bully Yang Le! I'm going to kill you!"