I, the fighting Buddha, went to work.
They all say that when you become a Buddha, you lose your demonic nature and smooth out your edges and corners.
On the first day of work, the general of Heaven blocked my way and said that I, a Buddhist, was not worthy of working in Heaven.
I handed over a "rectification notice" and froze his salary for eight hundred years.
The general cried: "How can you be a Buddha? You are clearly an ancestor who came to collect debts!"
On the second day of work, a hundred thousand demon soldiers came to the area, saying that I had betrayed the demon clan and was a lackey of heaven.
I moved out the "complaint registration machine" to allow them to redress their grievances and avenge them.
The Demon King became numb: "How can you be a lackey? You are clearly here to dig up the ancestral graves in heaven!"
On the third day of work, the Lingshan Arhat came down to earth and said that my law enforcement methods were rough and violated the compassion of Buddhism.
I asked him to sit down and handle three hundred complaints involving Buddhist disciples.
Arhat broke his guard: "Senior brother, stop reading, I will return to secular life right now!"
They thought they gave me a yoke, but they didn't know that they gave me a lever to move the Three Realms.
A golden cudgel can overturn the Lingxiao Palace, and a pen can do the same!
Who says an official can't flip the table?
What I, Old Sun, want to overthrow is the rotten table of the three realms! Whoever stops him will die!
