Cao Nanshan finished telling the story he experienced, and Qian Jishi listened to it and said with emotion, you are happy to get better, otherwise, if you do such a bad thing, if you don't change it, the victim of the dead will be denounced in the underworld, once caught, you will go to hell, and after the hell is full of sins, you will either be reincarnated as a beast or become a hungry ghost.

Cao Nanshan said, I am so happy that I have reformed myself.

Qian Jishi said, that's good!

Cao Nanshan said, I still worship you as my master! Please accept Cao's bow, and then bow deeply to Qian Jishi. Qian Jishi has concerns. He said, I am a yang person, you are a yin soul, yin and yang are separated, what virtue do I have, how can I have any supernatural powers, and what magical powers can I be your master? You just have to recite the name of Amitabha Buddha, I am already very comfortable cultivating in the yang world, and you are also very special in the yin cultivation in the underworld from now on. Speaking of which, Qian Jishi sneezed and woke up. It turned out to be a dream.

The next day, Qian Jishi left Nalanda Temple, descended the mountain, and took a bus back. This bus is more special, and there is a policeman on the bus to maintain law and order.

This is something that is not usually found in cars. The reason why there are police is because there is a situation in the car, and people who understand people or people who are not stupid can see it clearly at a glance that there are seven oilmen who got into the car, and it seems that they have raised them, but in fact, they are seven pickpockets.

I saw a pickpocket brazenly stretching his hand into the purse on the left side of a female passenger, and the female passenger held down the purse and shouted, what are you doing? The pickpocket man let go of his hand.

The police on duty in the car also saw it, and they didn't seem to have enough reason to arrest the pickpocket, because he only stretched out his hand, and his hand had not yet reached into the female passenger's purse, and there was no pickpocketing, so it was not easy to walk around and arrest him.

But then he issued a warning, the people in the car should be more disciplined, and took out a handcuff from the bag he was carrying and held it up, pay attention, this thing is not vegetarian. Whoever dares to plot misdeeds in the car and catches him will be handcuffed. Then he put the raised handcuffs back in his bag and said: Passengers must watch their wallets and belongings, and something unusual has been noticed on the bus.

Qian Jishi could hear the movements of the pickpocket man and the words of the policeman in the car clearly, and he also witnessed the pickpocket, as well as the other six, all of them had strange expressions, and some of them still looked obscene. Without saying a word, he suddenly got out of the saddle and approached the seven pickpockets he had already identified. Then he said to the pickpocket man who had just attempted to steal, "When you do this business, you must also recite Amitabha."

Why? The pickpocket man asked.

Needless to say? Reciting Amitabha, the money will be stolen more and more. Qian Jishi smiled kindly.

If a normal person with a conscience hears it, or if a Buddhist person hears it, what will he think? What do you think is wrong with you? How do you talk like that? According to your logic, is the Buddha still a Buddha? The Buddha is the devil. Isn't it? If the pickpocketman recites Amitabha, the money will be stolen more and more, which means that he will also get rich. Doesn't this mean that as long as the pickpocket recites Amitabha, Amitabha Buddha will bless and even help the pickpocket to do bad things. How can there be this logic? People will think that the monk Qian Jishi is talking nonsense.

In fact, he didn't talk nonsense at all, he recited Amitabha Buddha for a long time, and a Buddha name did not leave his mouth, which not only made him sexual, or clear-minded, and people were also very merciful, and he also gave birth to great wisdom and great emotional intelligence under the blessing of Amitabha Buddha.

Think about it: if Qian Jishi walked up to the pickpocket man and said, you can't steal, it's a crime to steal! If the police are caught, they will be detained, and they will be sentenced if they are too guilty, but they can't commit it!

Wouldn't it seem redundant if you said that? Isn't that pickpocket man clear? Maybe they all "entered the palace three times", "entered the palace four times" or became old fritters registered at the police station, and he must know the stakes. Why didn't he stop yet? Do you still want to do the work that society spurns?

He must have accumulated habits that are difficult to change, and he has a soft spot for pickpocketed money, and money that he gets for nothing. Of course, he is also considered labor, this kind of pickpocketing labor is immoral, as far as he, a pickpocket, is concerned, will he talk to you about morality?

Qian Jishi fully understood what the pickleman was thinking and wanting, so he temporarily followed his thoughts and desires and said: Reciting Amitabha, the money will be stolen more and more. When the pickpocket man heard this, he had a puzzled curiosity: will reciting Amitabha Buddha really make the money steal more and more? He will react with believing it or being unpredictable.

As soon as Qian Jishi came together, he would "act bravely" and reprimanded: You can't steal, you have to learn well. How many thieves have made a fortune? Engaging in such bad things will also have cause and effect.

If such a reproach is made, maybe the pickpocket will retort on the spot: Fuck, you bald shit? Do you want to loosen your muscles and bones and bleed? If Qian Jishi doesn't recognize the wind, and does it, and retorts, if he doesn't agree with each other, he is likely to be made up on the spot. These circumstances have long been taken into account by Qian Jishi, who has given birth to great wisdom.

So, then he smiled and whispered, don't you just want to steal more money? I'll give you money! The pickpocket man was immediately interested, and he also stared at Qian Jishi with a smile, although he didn't speak, his eyes were clearly saying, how much can you give?

Qian Jishi said knowingly, let me take it out, how much money is in this monk's robe, I will give you how much money?

The pickpocket man thought to himself: How much money can you have as a monk?

Unexpectedly, Qian Jishi took out a large handful of unity from his purse and handed it to the pickpocket without hesitation. He said, "Count it, and that's all."

The pickpocket man took it in his hand without politeness, and thought to himself: My seven brothers, if they come out today, they may not be able to get so much money. This was really unexpected!

At this time, the other six pickpockets all looked intently at the large handful of money in the hands of the pickpockets, and their eyes all glowed with rare joy. Most of the customers in the car saw it, and some of them also showed strange expressions, as if to say, you are a monk, you are really, you know that the pickpocket man is a bad guy, you give him back money, are you in the water in your brain, innocent?

Some customers looked at it indifferently, but they still felt that this matter was unreasonable, what happened to this monk? So good for the bad guys? Doesn't compassion speak of a position, of right and wrong? Can the bad guys help too? Isn't that the bad guys? This shows that you are not a good monk either.

For the policeman on duty in the car, he even had some righteous indignation, but it was inconvenient to stop it, and now the monk gave money to the pickpocket, which was voluntary, not stolen by the pickpocket, of course he couldn't do anything to others, he could only keep silent.

At this moment, the pickpocket man counted the wad of money, and then raised his head and said, "A total of 700 yuan, will you give it to us?"

All for you. But I have a precondition that I would like to discuss with you. Qian Jishi said kindly.

You say! As long as we can do it, we will do what you say. The pickpocket man shoved a wad of money into his jacket purse and said happily.

I'll give you money, so don't steal it, get off at the next stop! Don't do it in the car, lest the car be full of customers who are upset. Qian Jishi directly said what he wanted to say.

Absolutely. The scalper said with a smile.

Soon the next stop was reached, the car stopped, and with a wave of the pickpocket, the six brothers got off the train with smiles on their faces.

As soon as he got out of the car, the policeman in the car approached Qian Jishi and asked, you know that they are bad people, what do you mean by giving them back money?