The Murderer Is a Gun, Not a Poor Monk

Rumor has it that an eminent monk came from afar and brought with him a wonderful Dharma that was better than the Tianzhu Sutra and could save all sentient beings from all kinds of suffering and relieve all troubles. "Amitabha, all donors, money is something external to the body. Don't be attached to it. Giving it to a poor monk can relieve all your worries. Isn't it wonderful?" On the road, a senior monk held an automatic rifle and a purple gold alms bowl, asking for alms from the people passing by, chanting Buddha's name repeatedly. "All donors, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately! Don't do anything you regret!" Above the main hall, an eminent monk was facing the people who came to attack him, holding up Gatling and speaking earnestly. "The killer is a gun, not a poor monk."