Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

Two o'clock in the morning.

Zhou Ran opened his eyes suddenly and sat up from the bed.

He twisted his neck hard and made a crunching sound.

A sick smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, and he slowly walked to the closet and opened it.

I picked a gray sportswear and put on a pair of boxy glasses.

Xiao Zizai grinned in front of the mirror, his eyes turned scarlet, clasped his hands together, and whispered softly: "Namo Amitabha!"

"My Buddha is compassionate, yet I also have the appearance of Vajra's angry eyes!"

"Today there is a disaster, man is the face, and the beast is the heart. The evil deeds are obvious, the sin is heinous, and it should be punished!"

"Your Majesty, the World Honored One, my disciple's surname is Xiao Zizai, and his dharma name is Baojing. He practices in Lingyin Temple. Today I am willing to use the wrath of my Buddha to transform into the form of a diamond and kill this beast!"

After saying this, Xiao Zizai stretched out his hands and patted his face gently, smiled politely, and said: "World Honored One, this disciple has gone to Huazhai...Namo Amitabha..."

…

In recent years, there has been a legend like this in Hell's Kitchen.

Things that can be done during the day must be done during the day, and never done at night.

Hell's Kitchen at night is not Hell's Kitchen, it is hell. Satan will appear at night. Wherever Satan passes, rivers of blood flow and no grass grows.

At night, you must be careful of a guy with red eyes. That guy is Satan in human skin.

Although many people in Hell's Kitchen have heard of the legend of Satan, few really care about it or truly believe it.

These sewer bugs are fearless.

They only have eyes for the green Franklin, and that white magic powder, well, now they also have a green drink called Smile.

"Hello, you... Bah, kid, take out all the Franklins in your pocket quickly, or I will kill you. Do you see the knife in my hand?"

"Just one touch on your neck and you're done, you're dead..."

In an alley in Hell's Kitchen, a thin young black man wearing short-sleeved shorts raised the knife in his hand, looked at the man in front of him wearing a hat and gray sportswear, and stammered.

The black man's name is Kahn James. He is fifteen years old. This is his first debut and his first robbery. Although he has tried his best to imitate the tone of the gangsters in the movie, his trembling calves reveal his

Guilty.

Xiao Zizai raised his head gently, stretched out his hand to push up his glasses, took out a hundred-dollar Franklin note from his arms and handed it over, saying in a low voice: "Kid, it looks like this is your first time to rob.

Very bad at it.”

"You have to know that the people who rob here never use knives. The lowest level person has a pistol in his hand."

"I can feel that your nature is not bad. The World-Honored One said that there is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering. Turn around, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha immediately!"

"My child, can you promise me that you will never rob me again?"

"Know that there are many ways to get money, you don't have to just commit robbery."

Xiao Zizai looked at the black boy in front of him and did not choose to smash his Tianling Cap with a merciful hand.

He is a devout Buddhist, and teaching people to be kind is the purpose of Buddhism. When dealing with children like this who have gone astray, Xiao Zizai never hesitates to show compassion in his heart.

He will always give them a chance and a choice.

Kahn James looked at the hundred-dollar Franklin in his hand, his face flushed, and he took two rapid breaths.

He shook his head, returned the hundred-yuan denomination in his hand, and said: "Sir, I don't need one hundred, I just need twenty... Winter is coming, it's too cold, I want to give it to my sister

Buy a slightly thicker jacket..."

After hearing this, Xiao Zizi showed a smile, reached out and patted the black boy on the shoulder, and said: "My child, in this sinful paradise full of filth, you allowed me to see that precious kindness, and also made me

I saw hope.”

"This is definitely not an ungodly place. My child, what is your name? Do you want to learn Buddhism with me?"

Kahn James was stunned for a moment, blinked his doubtful eyes, and asked curiously: "Sir, my name is Kahn James. What is Buddhism?"

"Do I need teaching fees to study Buddhism? Will I become very rich after I finish studying?"

When Xiao Zizai heard this, his eyes turned scarlet, he clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "There is no teaching fee for learning Buddhism. As long as you are willing to learn, I will teach you. After you finish learning, will you become very rich? I

I don’t know.”

"However, if you take refuge in my teaching, you can enter the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss after death, that is, Sumati. There are gold and jewels everywhere, and the people in this world are all lotuses and peanuts in the Seven Treasures Pond, and they are all the great Buddhas with the extended body of Vajra.

Arhat, this world is free of all pain and suffering. It is a solemn, pure, and equal world, so it is called the Western Paradise."

After Kahn James heard this, his eyes widened immediately, and he said with an incredulous look on his face: "Sir, are you saying that I can go to heaven after I die? But my parents said that those who were born in Hell's Kitchen have the only final destination.

It is impossible to go to heaven from hell.”

Xiao Zizai shook his head and said: "Kahn, this is my Buddhist paradise of paradise in the west, and it is not comparable to the paradise built by the false god Jehovah!"

After hearing this, Kahn James nodded repeatedly and said happily: "Sir, please teach me Buddhism. I want to go to the Western Paradise!"

Xiao Zizai smiled, his fingers lit up with golden light, and he gently touched Kahn James's forehead, and said with a smile: "Namo Amitabha, the Buddhist method practiced by the poor monk is the "Ksitigarbha Sutra", and the hell is not empty.

, vowing not to become a Buddha, aiming to rid the world of all hells and suppress all demons."

"Kahn, since you are following me, you must always remember this purpose."

"In addition, I have taught you "The Golden Bell" and "The Great Compassionate Thousand-leaf Hand", so you must practice them diligently."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Kahn James was stunned when he looked at the shining golden words in his mind.

It's incredible that he, who has never been to school, can recognize those words.

There is also the Golden Bell Cover and the Great Compassionate Thousand Leaf Hands that Xiao Zizai used in his mind. Every move and every move has extremely powerful power. He smashed the cannonballs in the sky with his wave and overturned the tank with just one touch...

Kahn James' heart was beating wildly, and he looked at Xiao Zizi like a pilgrim.

He was sure that the gentleman in front of him was definitely not a human being, and must come from the Western Paradise just mentioned.

Xiao Zizai clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Namo Amitabha, Kahn, you must study the Dharma well, remember not to do any evil and do all the good. It's time for the poor monk to leave."

After saying that, Xiao Zizai tapped his feet lightly on the ground and disappeared in front of Kahn James.

Kahn James tightened his grip on the hundred-dollar Franklin in his hand, took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and said with firm eyes: "I, Kahn James, must go to the Western Paradise! No, not only I want to go, but my whole family

Everyone has to go."

"Sir, you are right, that bitch Jehovah is a false god, and I am the real god!"

"Namo Amitabha!"

There was a hint of cruelty in Kahn James's eyes. He wanted to smash the Heavenly Father Jehovah, the Son Jesus, and the Virgin Mary worshiped at home.

…

Dark night.

Xiao Zizai was still moving forward, and what happened just now was just random to him.

He wanted to see what kind of impact it would have on Hell's Kitchen after passing down the Buddhist teachings, and whether it could guide more people to do good.

In this criminal's paradise.

In this bad guy's Eden.

In this dirty, smelly ditch.

Can the scriptures of the World-Honored Tathagata bloom into beautiful fireworks that symbolize kindness?

Xiao Zizai shook his head. He was not completely sure, but he hoped that some changes would happen here.

A smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Zizai's mouth, and he murmured softly: "Teaching people to do good is a compassionate thing and a meritorious deed. The Dharma has been passed down, and as for what kind of reaction it will produce, it depends on whether the people here are

I’m enlightened…”

…

Half an hour later.

Xiao Zizai finally arrived at his destination.

This is the calmest and busiest neighborhood in Hell's Kitchen, and there are few fights here at night.

Because here lives the owner of Hell's Kitchen, the emperor of the New York underworld, Kingpin.

Xiao Zizai has never been here before. He is a rational murderer and has always killed evil people.

He had never set foot in such a prosperous and peaceful neighborhood.

Of course, this was also because Xiao Zizai didn't know that Jin Bing lived here.

If he knew, he would have come here long ago to taste this delicacy.

Until now, he has not encountered a decent delicacy.

Xiao Zizai took out a mask from his arms and put it on his face, then gently pushed up his glasses, his eyes turned scarlet, and he quickly walked into the luxurious villa in front of him.

Hidden in the shadows, like the ever-nimble cheetah, he came behind a bodyguard holding an AK47.

Xiao Zizai put his hands on the bodyguard's head, twisted it gently, and with a "click" sound, the neck broke, bright red juice spurted out, and a watermelon with wide eyes rolled on the ground.

Xiao Zizai continued to move. Three minutes later, all the bodyguards guarding the perimeter fell down, and watermelons were displayed next to them.

Xiao Zizai shook his blood-stained hands, licked his lips, and said in a low voice: "It's really inferior food, without any sense of experience, and it can't satisfy my appetite."

"If this continues, the appetite will only grow. There should be patients like me in such a big city. They should be considered to have good quality food."

"It seems I need to find a part-time job. Being a bounty hunter should be pretty good!"

The strong smell of blood spreads bit by bit.

The vicious dogs raised with human flesh in the villa smelled the smell of blood and struggled to break free from the chains around their necks, grinning and barking wildly.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

The harsh barking of dogs woke up the drowsy bodyguards.

Shouts of "Fxxk" rang out one after another, and the huge searchlights all lit up in an instant.

Night turned into day at this moment.

Xiao Zizai's figure also appeared. He twisted his neck, a sick smile appeared on his face, and said: "Have you been discovered yet?"

"But it's nothing..."

Jin Bin's men, looking at Xiao Zizai covered in blood in the courtyard, roared one by one, raised their guns and fired wildly at him.

"Da da da……"

Bullets burst out from the firearms, whizzing past like furious beasts. The smell of gunpowder filled the air. This was a metal storm that ordinary people could not escape.

In this web of bullets, countless righteous men who assassinated Jin Bin were captured and killed.

Jin Bin's men were very confident, and they pulled the triggers crazily one by one, with crazy and excited smiles on their lips.

They have killed too many such people, and there is only one ending waiting for the person in front of them, and that is death.

Xiao Zizai looked at the bullets in the sky, stretched out his hand to push up his glasses, and said softly: "Golden bell cover!"

"Boom!"

A huge golden bell rose from his body, covering his body and blooming with an extremely dazzling golden color.

Xiao Zizai held the huge golden bell on his head, his eyes turned scarlet, and he walked forward slowly with a sickly smile on his lips.

The giant net woven by bullets hit the huge golden bell fiercely, causing a ripple on the surface of the golden bell and making a sweet sound.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A huge shock wave erupted from the golden bell, like an autumn wind sweeping down fallen leaves, shooting down the bullets all over the sky.

The gangsters who fired all had extremely shocked looks on their faces. They couldn't believe what was happening in front of them, and their bodies began to tremble.

The vicious dogs that had been barking all had their tails between their legs and their heads lowered, leaving a pool of yellow urine stains on the ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Zizai sneered, raised his right foot high and stomped hard on the ground.

"boom!"

A huge shock wave spread from his feet and swept through the entire villa in an instant.

The outer wall of the villa collapsed in an instant, sending up dust all over the sky. The shock wave continued forward, cutting off the gun-wielding gangsters like a sickle in hell.

The upper bodies of the gangsters shot straight into the sky, and the blood spurted out from their waists like a fountain.

Xiao Zizai's eyes were scarlet, he clasped his hands together, and said softly: "Namo Amitabha, this poor monk will save the donor right now."

Then, he twisted his neck violently, raised his hands, and pointed at the gangster flying in the sky, with a sickly smile on his lips.

"Great Merciful Hands!"

Huge golden palm prints flew out one after another and hit the gangsters hard. The huge impact directly exploded the gangsters' bodies.

The beaten corpses of the gangsters, mixed with bright red blood, fell from the sky like a bright red rain.

Xiao Zizai bathed in the bright red rain, took a deep breath, and showed an extremely happy smile on his face.

He licked his lips, stepped on the muddy pool of blood, and walked towards the villa.