"Yes, wine, Jubaolou's Bamboo Leaf Green is very good, try it." Ling Chen raised his glass with a smile.
Luo Jing looked at the teacup and then at the early morning. After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and drank the full glass of wine in one gulp.
"Huh~ This wine is indeed good." Luo Jing breathed a sigh of relief, smacked his lips and praised.
"Yes, the poor monk thinks so too. It's mild and refreshing, soft in the mouth, and very suitable for drinking." Ling Chen said with a smile.
"But... why are you still drinking?" Luo Jing was a little confused. He could understand killing people, but drinking alcohol was a taboo in Buddhism. It's impossible that these three burial masters didn't know about it, right?
"Hahahaha, the poor monk can drink wine, eat meat and kill people without any scruples. If he is willing, the poor monk can even drink flower wine and marry a wife. How about that? Didn't you expect that?" Ling Chen laughed.
"This...hehehe...I really didn't expect it, but why are you doing this?" Luo Jing smiled awkwardly.
Luo Jing now feels more and more that this Three Burial Monk is a standard monster monk, even more monster than he imagined, but he is also becoming more and more curious about Chen Chen.
"What for?" Ling Chen asked knowingly.
"Don't you believe in Buddha?" Luo Jing asked curiously.
"I don't believe it." Chen Chen shook his head without any hesitation.
"Ah!?" Luo Jing was confused. The monk doesn't believe in Buddha? What's the point? This is unreasonable.
"Don't understand?" Chen Chen asked with a faint smile.
Luo Jing nodded honestly. He really didn't understand. Even though he had read it well, he still didn't understand the structure of Qingchen's brain circuit.
"Well... look, there are countless Buddhist believers in the world, and they all believe in Buddhism, right?" Chen Chen thought for a while and gave Luo Jing an example.
Luo Jing nodded. This is natural. The Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is a major religion in Jingguo. It is no exaggeration to say that there are Buddhists in the royal family of Jingguo, let alone the common officials.
Even Luo Jing's prefect father was a standard Buddhist believer, but outsiders didn't know that. If anyone knew about it, his official career would be over.
Although some members of the royal family believe in Buddhism, they are very wary of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and do not want Buddhism to have too much influence, otherwise the world will not belong to Jingguo.
For example, there are eighteen prefects in Panorama Kingdom, which can even be said to be eighteen local emperors. They only have no military power, but they should not be underestimated.
If the foundation of a mansion is embezzled by Buddhism, something big will happen.
"But did Buddha help them?" Ling Chen asked again.
Luo Jing thought for a moment and slowly shook his head. Even if a believer succeeded, it would be a matter of luck. Luo Jing felt that it had little to do with Buddha.
"Look at this, let's say you are about to starve to death and thirst. If you pray to Buddha, will Buddha help you? Will he give you food and water?" Ling Chen asked.
"No." Luo Jing shook his head. If asking the Buddha would help, then whoever is still working should ask the Buddha. But now Luo Jing seems to know what the early morning means.
"But if you beg me, I will give you a full meal so that you will not starve to death, and I will give you water. So to you, what is the difference between me and Buddha?" Chen Chen said with a smile.
Hearing this, Luo Jing was stunned, his brain was running wildly, and there was even a tendency to smoke.
Because according to Chen Ling, he is responsive to every request. If you are hungry, I will give you food, and if you are thirsty, I will give you water. Then he seems to be no different from Buddha, or even more powerful than Buddha.
After all, Buddha does not always respond to requests.
"It seems... there is no difference?" Luo Jing said tentatively.
"That's it. If Buddha can give you "food", then you believe in Buddha. If Taoist ancestors can give you "food", then you believe in Buddhism. But they can't, and they don't even see the existence of you or me in their eyes. ." Chen Chen said softly.
"To put it simply, whoever can give you "food" is the one you trust. If you can give yourself "food", then trust yourself."
Luo Jing listened to Chen Chen's words. Although he didn't fully understand it, he was greatly shocked.
He just felt as if something about him had been overturned, crushed, and then thrown into the cesspit mercilessly in the early hours of the morning. It was even stirred evenly, and it was impossible to recover it even if he wanted to.
If Luo Jing had traveled through time, he would know that his outlook on life and values had been subverted.
"What do you think the purpose of life is?" Chen Lingchen continued to ask without waiting for Luo Jing's reaction.
"Uh~ A high official, a good salary, and success?" Luo Jing said with some uncertainty.
"In the final analysis, it's just four words: food, clothing, housing and transportation. Is the Happy Realm powerful? You will still die if you don't eat, you will still be sleepy if you don't sleep, and you still have to wear clothes. No Happy Realm will run out naked, right?" A helpless voice in the early morning Spread your hands.
"..." Luo Jing felt sweat on his forehead as he listened to Ling Chen's words.
To be honest, Luo Jing is a little scared now and wants to escape here as if he has never been out today. He is afraid that if such remarks are spread, he may be killed by some powerful forces.
"Master Three Burials, please be careful what you say." Luo Jing stopped him without tears.
"It doesn't matter, Xiaoyao Realm is not that stingy, and they don't have the time to care about this kind of thing. If they have to take care of this, then they don't have to do anything for the whole day and just run around the world." Ling Chen waved his hand nonchalantly.
"Let's eat first, Master Zhou!" Luo Jing quickly begged for mercy and called out.
"Young Master." Zhou Shuo pushed the door open and saluted Luo Jing.
"Please, Mr. Zhou, please ask the waiter to arrange a table of good food and wine as quickly as possible." Luo Jing ordered.
"Here." Zhou Shuo nodded and retreated.
"Are you scared?" Chen Chen looked at Luo Jing with a smile. Although he didn't know the identity of this person yet, Chen Chen didn't care. Even if he was the emperor, Chen Chen felt that he could still talk.
"To be honest, a little bit." Luo Jing replied helplessly.
"Then what are you going to do next?" Chen Chen asked again.
"Go to the border to join the army, and then... come back alive." Luo Jing looked out the window in a daze.
Because he himself didn't know if he could come back alive if he went out this time, but it wasn't a big deal.
His mother had passed away a long time ago, and he didn't have any childhood sweethearts as mentioned in the book. His father didn't particularly care about him, so he had no worries in life.
His only obsession now is to bring his mother into his father's family tree, so that her mother will not become a lonely ghost.
"A very good ideal." Chen Chen applauded.
"Is this good?" Luo Jing looked at Chen Chen with some doubts. He only dared to talk to Chen Chen about coming back alive. If others knew about it, they might even spurn him.
"Isn't it already difficult to live? How many people are worse off than dead? It's already amazing that you are still willing to live." Chen Chen said softly.
"That's it..." Luo Jing sighed softly.
He also had some feelings about Ling Chen's words. He had seen many people selling their children because they couldn't survive. If they had a choice, I'm afraid they wouldn't do it.
It's all about living.
It is indeed a great thing to be willing to live.
"Death is easy, but living is harder. No matter who it is, are you right?" Chen Chen filled their teacups with wine and asked again.
Luo Jing looked at the light green drink, suddenly laughed, reached out and picked up the teacup and raised it towards the early morning.
"To live."
"To live."
The wine glasses were clinked and drank in one gulp.
