Master Qiku thought very well at first, but in fact, he hit a big snag.

Prairie people, the bottom class is different from the top class. Apart from believing in the most primitive prairie worship, they don't care about other beliefs at all.

They are more concerned about their own food...

Master Qiku tried to promote Buddha to many grassland people, but all he got was blank stares and blank stares.

Finally, he got tired and returned to the stable.

But he did not give up, but waited for the opportunity. He is a person who attaches great importance to commitments.

Having already promised Luo Xingchen to spread his faith on the grassland, he would not give up halfway, but would try every means to fulfill his promise.

Zoya ran happily out of the stable and entered the tent. Not long after, a series of coughing sounds came from inside.

The old lady finally got sick. These days, she rarely leaves the camp. Every morning, a series of coughs will break out from the camp.

At first, the voice was loud, and then it gradually became weaker.

Emma went to a nearby priest to pray for the sacred water that was said to be able to cleanse sins and get rid of diseases. She spent a lot of savings.

At that time, Master Qiku only took one look and knew that the so-called sacred water was a fake thing, and some plant ash was burned into it. Not only was it useless to the body, but it actually caused great damage.

However, Master Qiku only said one sentence before Emma drove him away with a whip.

In her opinion, what the priest said must be right. If it doesn't work, it's not a problem of the divine water, but a problem of not being blessed by the gods.

After Zoya entered the camp, it didn't take long before she ran out again.

She entered the stable without saying a word and sat down on a bluestone slab, her eyes were red and she lost her energy.

Master Qi Ku put his hands together and recited a Buddhist verse. He did not speak, but waited quietly.

"Bald head, mother said, the old lady won't be able to survive today..."

"You once said that there are six reincarnations in the underworld. People can be reincarnated. Can the old lady also do it?"

Zoya finally spoke. She had heard Master Qiku preach about Buddha, and she remembered many of his words in her heart. Although people nearby did not believe it, she believed it.

Because the bald monk is a good man. He taught me how to write, can sing beautiful prairie songs, and tells many interesting stories. He will definitely not lie to himself.

"Yes, everything can enter reincarnation, and the old grandma can naturally do it." Master Qiku nodded.

"Then, will the old grandma be able to have enough to eat in her next life? The old grandma said that her biggest wish is not to go hungry." Zoya stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes and asked.

She already knew what death was. When her father died, she thought that he had gone to play somewhere else and would bring her sweets when he came home.

After a long time, she understood that her father would never appear again and he left this world.

And now the old grandma is leaving, and she only has her mother, Emma, ​​as a relative, which is a bit cruel for her at such a young age.

"Old grandma, if you do more good deeds in this life, you will join a wealthy family in the next life and never go hungry again." Master Qi Ku said with a solemn face as he proclaimed the Buddha's name.

Zoya's eyes lit up, and she quickly got up and ran towards the camp.

"Grandma, grandma, the bald man said, you will never go hungry again." Zoya shouted loudly.

However, after she entered the camp, she found that the old woman could no longer hear her speak, nor could she touch her head with her withered hands and tell her with a smile the stories passed down from generation to generation on the grassland.

The old lady is dead...

The next day, Master Qiku attended the funeral of the old grandmother.

The funeral was very simple. There were no luxurious funeral objects, not even a coffin. The result of the death of the poor prairie people was that their bodies burned into ashes in the flames.

After placing firewood in an open space by the river and lighting it, the old woman disappeared from this world on the fire.

Zoya's big eyes were filled with tears. She would never see her grandma again.

Master Qiku recited a Buddhist verse, and then began to chant sutras to save the old grandmother's dead soul.

The nearby herdsmen who came here were all the neighbors that the old woman had known before her death. Among them was a woman whose face was covered with wrinkles. She was actually not very old, but her hard life had caused her to age early.

The female herdsman heard Master Qi Ku reciting sutras. She came closer and asked, "I heard from Zoya that you can save the souls of the dead? And you don't have to pay for it?"

Generally speaking, when a grassland person passes away, there will be a priest present to save the soul, but they will charge a lot of money.

For the grassland people, funerals are serious, and the step of saving the souls of the dead will not be omitted. They are very afraid of death, not fear of death itself, but fear of falling into hell after death.

In the primitive worship of the grassland, there is also the theory of hell, but the rumor is that the souls of the dead who have not been saved will fall into hell.

As a result, many families cannot afford to pay for sacrifices, so they can only put the corpse nearby and save enough money to hold the funeral. Sometimes the funeral is delayed for too long, and the corpse rots or even turns into bones. It is really horrible to watch.

Therefore, being able to save the souls of the dead without charging any money is definitely very attractive to the grassland people at the grassroots level.

"Yes, a poor monk can save the souls of the dead without money." Master Qi Ku said with his hands clasped together.

"Then Master, can you help our family to be saved? My old Bart is dying..." the female herdsman said excitedly.

She couldn't afford to hire a priest, and she couldn't find anyone who could help her family to be saved. It was so difficult to find one.

"Okay, when are you going?" Master Qiku said calmly.

"It's over here, let's go." said the female herdsman.

"Okay." Master Qiku nodded, and then he continued to recite sutras. He was extremely serious about Buddhist sutras, and this was his true belief.

No one can say for sure whether there are gods or Buddhas, but what a Buddha can achieve is his own heart. As long as the heart is there, anyone can become a Buddha.

Little Zoya was tired from crying, so Emma carried her back to the camp to rest.

Master Qiku followed the female herdsman and headed towards her home.

The female herdsman's house was not far away. Her father, Old Bart, was lying in the tent at this time, breathing heavily. He was already skinny and bones, and he was no longer human.

In the past, Old Bart was a strong man from the prairie. He could wrestle, and once joined the prairie coalition. Later, he returned home with the stolen food.

At that time, Old Bart's words were like thunder, and his whole body was filled with endless energy.

But now, he can no longer stand up.
Chapter completed!