Chapter five hundred and forty fifth: alms(2/2)
"Silence the basic practice method of the Three Star Cave of the Shake Moon. If you are really a person from the Three Star Cave of the Shake Moon, you will definitely write it out." Cao Xiaohua said.
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Under the night, in an inconspicuous village on the way west, Xuanzang was begging for alms from house to house.
Although he is already in Xiniu Hezhou, where Buddhism is so prosperous, the people here do not believe in Buddhism and even regard monks as lazy rogues.
On weekdays, I have hardly seen any foreign monks in this remote countryside.
At the beginning, they were still very afraid of the monkeys and the black bear spirit. Xuanzang was very persuading, and finally let them go. However, they just gave up their concerns. They all refused Xuanzang's begging for alms on the grounds that they had no food at home, and they were not willing to open the door.
If it weren't for the ferocious black bear spirit standing behind him, maybe Xuanzang had been driven out of the village.
Although things were not going well, Xuanzang was not discouraged and knocked on the door from house to house. In a blink of an eye, the small village had already left halfway, and the wooden trunk was still empty.
The monkey leaned on the golden cudgel and said leisurely: "I think it's better to forget it. They don't believe in Buddhism anymore. What fate do they have to be transformed into? It seems that they are sleeping in the wilderness again tonight."
Xuanzang sighed faintly, shook his sleeves and continued to move towards the next family.
This time, when he walked to the door, Xuanzang specially told the monkeys and the others not to follow him, and walked into the yard alone.
A few people were waiting quietly outside the door.
The little white dragon approached the monkey and asked in a low voice: "Sage, my wife..."
"I've checked it out just now." The monkey replied without thinking.
After saying this, Xiao Bailong immediately looked disappointed again.
This time it took a long time than before. It took a while before I saw Xuanzang coming out of the house, but walked straight to his bag and found some herbs he carried with him.
The owner of the house was a middle-aged man, and in a blink of an eye, he followed him out.
Seeing this, the monkey hurriedly pulled the black bear spirit and flashed behind the big tree beside him.
Xuanzang looked up and thought about it carefully, and simply caught three packs of medicine. He turned around and handed it to the middle-aged man, saying, "It's not a serious illness. Decoct according to the recipe I just gave to the donor. It's twice a day, and it should be cured in three days."
When the monkey heard this, he was speechless.
Chapter completed!