I'm a crispy college student? It’s really hard to kill the whole network!

Song Bing was stunned as he listened.

"Blood Maitreya? What is that thing? Is it very powerful?"

Wu Bin explained: "Since ancient times, the image of Maitreya Buddha has always been controversial and was banned in many dynasties."

"Because in Buddhist teachings, Dipamkara Buddha is in charge of the past, Tathagata Buddha is in charge of the present, and Maitreya Buddha is in charge of the future."

"The past is definitely the past, there is no way to change it. And the present is happening, it is not easy to change it in a short time. But what the future will be like is something you can actively choose."

“So in the past, whenever there was a rebellion, the Buddha statue they worshipped would definitely be Maitreya Buddha.”

After hearing Wu Bin's explanation, Song Bing immediately understood.

Isn’t this the same as San Ge’s philosophy?
Many people have wondered before, why San Ge’s life is so bad, but he still gives people a very optimistic feeling all day long. The root of the problem lies here.

The religion they believe in has the same views as Maitreya Buddha.

That is, even though you have suffered in this life, you have not lived well enough and have not made any difference.

But in fact, all the suffering you endure in this life is to accumulate blessings for your next life.

So no matter how humble and miserable your life is in this life, you will have a better life and status in your next reincarnation.

In the past, some people in China also thought so. The most famous of them was the White Lotus Sect in the late Yuan Dynasty.

Song Bing was a little surprised and said, "So those who believe in Maitreya are those who believe that they will live a better life in their next life. Does that mean that most of these people have a tendency to commit suicide?"

Wu Bin nodded and said, "This is actually a very dangerous idea. They don't want to live a good life in this life, but have to wait until the next life to make changes. More importantly, they can do many unscrupulous and cruel things for some illusory so-called blessings."

The more Song Bing listened, the more his scalp tingled.

"Old Wu, if what you said is true, what should I do now? Should I call the police to arrest him?"

Wu Bin rolled his eyes at Song Bing and said, "What are you arresting? Even if you call the police, what reason do they have to arrest him? Just because he carved a statue of Maitreya Buddha?"

"These are just our speculations, and there is no real evidence. The most important thing is that even if we can prove that he has dangerous ideological tendencies in this regard, he has not done anything after all. There is nothing we can do to him."

The more Song Bing listened, the more anxious and angry he became.

I clearly know that there is a person with dangerous ideas in my factory, but why can't I do anything?

Wu Bin said to Song Bing: "Why don't you change your way of thinking? Why did he appear in your factory?"

Wu Bin's question stumped Song Bing.

"Why else would my family offer him a high salary? He is a well-known woodcarver in this area, and my parents are bosses who value talent, so they offered him a high salary to recruit him."

"His salary is three times that of other masters, and my parents also take good care of him, so of course he is willing to come to my house to work."

As soon as Song Bing finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"That's not right. If he really only cares about the afterlife and not this life as he told you, then whether the salary is high or not won't have any impact on him, right?"

Wu Bin glanced at him.

"It seems you are not stupid."

"Nothing in this world is a coincidence. Everyone has his own logic behind everything they do. So the reason why Wan Xiu is willing to work in your house is definitely not for the little salary you pay him every month. He must be here for something else."

"As long as we know the purpose of his work at your house, we can take the initiative."

Song Bing thought it made sense. Just then, Tang Hao received a call and his tone became impatient.

"Didn't I tell you that the foundation of that place must be made firmer? Didn't you understand me? How come it collapsed halfway through?"

"Okay, okay, I get it, I'll come over now."

After Tang Hao hung up the phone, he turned and looked at Song Bing.

"Something happened at the ancestral hall in the back mountain. I need to go there and deal with it immediately. Song Bing, take your friend home first. I will come back after I have dealt with the matter."

Song Bing quickly said, "Uncle, I want to tell you something."

Tang Hao glanced at his watch and said, "If you have anything to say, wait until I come back to talk to you. The ancestral hall is the most important matter, so I'll deal with that first."

Tang Hao's whole mind is now on the ancestral hall.

After hurriedly speaking a few words to Song Bing, he turned around and left.

Seeing Tang Hao leaving, Song Bing had no choice but to take Wu Bin and the others to Tang Hao's house to wait for him to come back.

Since they all live in the same village, Tang Hao's home is actually not far away and is very close to the factory.

Unlike Song Bing's house which is a villa, Tang Hao's house is just a very simple three-story self-built house with a large yard underneath.

Song Bing arrived at the door and pushed it, only to find that the door to the yard was locked.

"Why lock the door in broad daylight?"

Song Bing muttered something, but still raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Soon a woman's voice was heard from inside the door.

"Who?"

Song Bing shouted inside.

"Aunt, it's me, Song Bing."

After a while, the sound of high heels was heard in the yard.

Then the gate of the yard creaked open, and a woman in a red cheongsam stood behind the door with a smile on her face.

"Oh, it's really Xiaobing who's back. Your uncle called me just now and asked me to prepare food for you at home. Don't stand outside, come in quickly."

As Song Bing walked in, he said, "Aunt, they are my friends, Wu Bin, Zhu Ling, and He Bingbing."

"This is my aunt Wang Li, a teacher in our village."

After seeing Wang Li, netizens in the live broadcast room couldn't help but start talking about her.

"Oh my god, my aunt is so beautiful. Look at her figure and looks. I think she is more than qualified to be a model."

"Aren't all wives of rich people like this? Haven't you seen how much wealth Song Bing's family has? If you were as rich as they are, you could also find a wife as beautiful as this one."

"No, buddy, this is the teacher? Is it okay for a teacher to dress like this? If my teacher had dressed like this, my grades would definitely be the worst!"

Different from the beauty of Zhu Ling and He Bingbing.

Zhu Ling and He Bingbing's beauty is more of a natural beauty. (End of this chapter)