"Little brother, the water in this cup is already full. Why are you still pouring more into it?" the old man in monk's robes asked Xu Zimo in confusion.
"I know," Xu Zimo replied with a nod.
"Your hearts are like this cup before us, filled to the brim with your own thoughts and stubbornness.
"I must pour out all this water before we can discuss the merits and flaws of our respective Buddhist teachings."
Upon hearing Xu Zimo's words, both of them fell silent.
After a long while, the Young Monk pressed his palms together and gave Xu Zimo a slight bow. "I have been enlightened!"
Just then, the street outside the Buddhist Eatery suddenly grew noisy.
The crowd was in chaos, as though something had happened.
The group walked out of the inn and saw that a mass of people had packed the street outside so tightly that not even water could trickle through.
Countless people had gathered around to watch the spectacle.
"This man actually dared to steal in Buddha Worship City! Beat him to death!"
"Send him to hell with the butcher's blade! This is blasphemy against the Buddha!"
The surroundings were a clamorous mess, and public outrage had been stirred.
After making a few inquiries, Xu Zimo learned that all this commotion had been caused merely because someone had stolen something.
Perhaps in other places, theft was an ordinary matter, at most leading to an argument or compensation.
But Buddha Worship City was somewhat different.
The people here believed that the Buddha watched over this city.
Everyone in Buddha Worship City ought to be beautiful and kind.
Any greed or desire would be condemned by the entire populace here.
Moreover, their way of thinking was exceedingly extreme.
They would not preach to you about the