Xiaoyao Hall is a casino, located in the depths of Haitao Street and alleys, looking at the mountains and waters, but making money every day.

It stands to reason that Buddhism pays attention to karma, so should it not allow this kind of business to make a living, right?

As everyone knows, Buddhism can't help but gamble.

Buddhism has five precepts.

They are: not killing, not stealing, not committing sexual immorality, not lying, and not drinking.

Gambling is no longer one of them.

However, although Buddhism does not prohibit gambling, it also does not advocate gambling, so there is also the saying of "six non-Taos".

The so-called six non-ways refer to the six types of ill-gotten gains, and gambling is on the list!

Therefore, the casino has to avoid suspicion for a few points.

When Mo Chuan stepped into the Xiaoyao Hall, he looked at the hustle and bustle of the lobby, and his spirit was in a trance.

Because most of these gamblers' cultivation is not bad.

At the time of the revival of Lingyuan in Kyushu, Mo Chuan had imagined that the practice would be popularized and everyone would be like a dragon, but now looking at the scenery in front of him, he knew that he was too idealistic.

No matter how high the cultivation is, it can't erase human nature.

Just like his trip here and now.

"Poor Dao Youxu, is the owner of the Beauty Pavilion, dare to ask the owner of the Leisure Pavilion?"

Mo Chuan stopped a little guy and asked.

"It turned out to be the owner of the beauty pavilion, disrespectful and disrespectful! Please wait a moment for the boy to report. ”

The little guy was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly turned around to report.

Not long after, he came back and said, "Sir, my owner is invited!" ”

As he spoke, he led the way ahead.

Mo Chuan followed the little maid, walked through the gambling house, crossed the corridor, and stepped into a spacious quiet room in the midst of seven circles and eight turns.

In the meditation room, a young man dressed as a weak-crowned scholar is sitting on a lotus platform, meditating.

Looking closely, the water in the lotus platform was rippling, and it was Lingyuan gold liquid.

Looking at the scholar's cultivation again, it is the realm of immortal transformation.

However, looking at the aura of its bones, the hidden appearance of gold, it is obvious that it is infinitely close to the realm of true immortals.

"Poor road wandering, meet the master of the Joyful Pavilion."

Hearing this, the owner of the Xiaoyao Pavilion opened his eyes, looked at Mo Chuan slightly, and then said without saltiness: "I have heard for a long time that a wonderful person has come to Haitao Street, and I can see it today It is really good." ”

"Daoist friends praise falsely!"

The owner of the Xiaoyao Pavilion got up, walked to the side of the Suquan chair, motioned for Mo Chuan to sit down, and said, "I heard that the business of the Daoyou Beauty Pavilion is in full swing, and now you are not running a business in the museum, what are you doing here?" ”

Mo Chuan said: "Poor Dao heard that Taoism is friendly to villains, so today I came to ask for advice, and I hope that Taoist friends will not hesitate to give advice." ”

As he spoke, Mo Chuan no longer concealed his cultivation, and a touch of cultivation that belonged to the realm of immortal transformation overflowed.

Xiaoyao Pavilion took the initiative to stiffen slightly, and said with a smile: "Daoyou praise falsely, do business, open the door to welcome guests, you will always meet all kinds of people, how can there be a villain?" If you can't stand this trouble, it's better to buy a flying boat, as long as you can endure loneliness, one trip is better than ten years of keeping the store. ”

Mo Chuan shook his head: "The poor road is cultivated to a critical moment, you need to calm down and cultivate your qi, and you don't dare to move around at will?" ”

The owner of the Xiaoyao Pavilion smiled coldly: "Really? There is a way to 'know the place to win, choose the place to make money', since the Taoist friends choose to be in Haitao Street, then they must abide by the rules here. ”

Is this a step?

"Please also ask Taoist friends to teach me." Mo Chuan asked.

"Sanchengli, keep safe, Chen Qingling didn't tell Daoyou in detail?" The owner of the Xiaoyao Pavilion said coldly.

He can see that the master in front of him is afraid that he thinks that he can ignore all the unspoken rules if he cultivates to the realm of immortal transformation, and the true immortal is in sight, but he doesn't know it...... In the eyes of the Golden Immortals, no matter how many True Immortals there are, they are just ants!

"Sanchengli, isn't this more?" Mo Chuan asked.

"Don't be too much of a Taoist friend, this is not honoring me, this is honoring the above, without the blessing of the Buddhas, there is joy and peace in front of you?" The owner of the Xiaoyao Pavilion was too lazy to talk nonsense, and went directly to the Red Dao, saving himself from encountering a fool who was stupid in cultivating the Dao.

Mo Chuan was silent, and after a while, he arched his hand and said: "I see, the poor road has opened his eyes." ”

A sentence of "open eyes" is hitting the Arhat Venerable, as if there is a ridicule hidden in it, and the face of the owner of the Xiaoyao Pavilion sinks when he hears it.

"Daoyou, are you going to open the door to make a living, or are you going to retreat and leave?"

"Naturally, it's open to make a living."

"Wonderful! Please also ask Taoist friends to leave peace and wealth! ”

The owner of the Xiaoyao Pavilion said coldly.

Mo Chuan flipped his hand, took out a storage bag and handed it over, then turned around and left.

The owner of the Xiaoyao Pavilion picked up the storage bag on the table, checked it slightly, and said deliberately aloud: "Ping An Cai, pay it every month, don't forget it." ”

Mo Chuan's footsteps paused slightly, and he recovered as before, and walked away.

Out of the Xiaoyao Pavilion, Mo Chuan went straight to the center of the hub.

In the center of the Rambi hub, there is a thousand pagodas, the tower is thousands of feet high, it can be said: the top of the Mo Xiao Han, the root of the Sumeru vein.

Walking to the front of the tower, Mo Chuan bowed his hands, and silently shouted:

"The poor road is empty, it is the owner of the beauty hall on Haitao Street, and now he is intimidated and blackmailed by the owner of the Xiaoyao Museum, asking for bribes, and he is ashamed to call him accepting bribes on behalf of the Buddha, and ask the Buddha to be merciful, thoroughly investigate the truth, and return the innocence of Buddhism!"

In an instant, the sound was like a bell, spreading all over the four fields.

Don't say that the monks of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda, the residents of the small half of the hub hear it clearly.

For a while, I don't know how many people were shocked.

Ordinary monks only think that the wandering void Taoist has encountered grievances;

Knowing that the water of the hub is as deep as the abyss, his face has changed greatly.

No one expected that someone would dare to expose the unspoken rules that have been acquiesced in for countless years.

In an instant, I don't know how many people followed the sound, wanting to see the excitement.

Not long after, dozens of monks poured out of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda, and an old monk in yellow came out of the crowd, clasped his hands together, and said loudly:

"Amitabha, what grievances do Taoist friends have, please come to the temple to talk in detail, why bother sentient beings?"

"The carefree maniac, once said that the bribe was collected on behalf of the Buddha, and the poor Taoist thought that the Buddha was afraid of life, and did not dare to enter the temple, and asked the master to make a great supernatural power, investigate it clearly in person, and return the Buddha's innocence."

Mo Chuan arched his hand, his voice was still as loud as thunder.

The words are called polite, but the words of the palace are angular!

"Presumptuous! Who slandered Xiaosheng? ”

At this moment, the owner of the Xiaoyao Pavilion hurriedly came with a blue face.

When he saw Mo Chuan, he immediately pretended to have a look of sudden realization: "It's you!" Okay, you are an old man, if you can't ask for advice, you have to have red mouth and white teeth, and slander me? ”

Without waiting for Mo Chuan to speak, the owner of the Xiaoyao Pavilion hurriedly said to the yellow-clothed old monk:

"Master Haojiao knows that this son has opened a beauty salon on Haitao Street, claiming that he can make people change their appearance and stay young forever."

"This son is lustful for profit, and he has changed the face of a purple ape Tianmu girl without authorization, hurting his blood and causing trouble, so he seeks Xiaosheng's help."

Xiao Ke couldn't shirk it, so he responded, how did he expect that this son turned his head and falsely accused Xiao Sheng, it's just ...... It's chilling! ”

In the heartbroken defense of the owner of the Xiaoyao Pavilion, the yellow-clothed old monk suddenly turned his head to look at Mo Chuan, as if waiting for Mo Chuan's defense.

Mo Chuan shook his head, thinking to himself, this Xiaoyao Pavilion master is worthy of being an underground agent of Buddhism, and in such a short time, he can still make up this set of lies, but he is also a little anxious.

In this regard, he said unhurriedly: "Dare to ask the master, do you know the saying of 'three percent of benefits, keep peace'?" ”