The final thing was waiting for a few more days.
Although hunters cannot deal with tiger demons, they are veterans who travel through mountains and forests. They have accumulated a lot of precious medicinal materials at home, and they all have to sell them out for money.
This time, in order to thank Fang Dou and others, he took out all the medicinal materials and prepared tiger bone medicinal wine.
The peddler dared not ask for it, and the scholar did not care about it, so he could only fight for Fang in the end.
Although the tiger demon is large in size, its bones are the essence. In the end, only three jars of tiger bone medicinal wine were soaked, but not too big, so it can be placed in a bamboo basket.
As for the gold and silver vessels, they were flattened and compacted by the Hunter hammer and turned into gold and silver blocks.
This was really unstoppable. The peddler took a piece of silver. Although the scholar was verbally speaking, he still took some gold and silver, saying that it was the money needed for study tours.
The remaining 80% of the gold and silver were given to Fang Dou, and everyone had no objection to this. After all, Fang Dou had the strongest strength, and it was his credit to kill the tiger demon and scare away the stronger banshee.
"Everyone, I will finally have to part with you after you send me a thousand miles!"
At a mountain crossing, the peddler Qiao Dong, the scholar, and Fang Dou bowed each other with their fists and turned around to embark on their own itinerary.
Fubao yawned and fell asleep in a drowsy mood.
Fang Dou can feel that the three jars of tiger bone wine are filled with huge energy. If you can drink it, it will be much more powerful than the medicine of "bone-permeable pulp". It's a pity that you can see but not eat it.
The shortcomings of the animal realm are too great, so you can't get any meat and fish, including tiger bone medicinal wine.
"This is a good thing!"
I heard from hunters that the price of tiger bone medicinal wine is more than gold. The medicinal wine on the market is soaked in more than a dozen jars of tiger bone, and it is diluted to tasteless, which is not as good as the ingredients used in these three jars.
"We must find a way to solve this problem!"
Fang Dou thought to himself that a manor appeared in front of him.
He decided to go up and knock on the door and stay there. He couldn't sleep all the time. Adults could eat and the children could not bear it.
The master of this manor is also a legendary figure. Fang Dou once heard his story at a tea stall on the street.
A farmer who was farming was originally poor and had a wife and couldn't eat enough all day.
It happened to be a deserted year, and the farmland was out of harvest, and there was no food to eat in all villages.
In despair, the farmer walked to the field and waited for death, but saw the walking trails of the field mice and followed them to find the field mice's nest.
He called his two sons, boiled water and poured the hole back into the hole, scalded a nest of field mice to death, and then dug up the nest of field mice and found many rice and wheat beans.
Relying on the food hoarded by the field mice, the farmers' family spent the famine and sold a lot of land at a low price.
After the deserted year, the farmer's family became a landlord. After years of hard work, they finally became a local tyrant and built this manor.
Such a legendary story has been talked about for many years, and although the protagonist of the story has become an old man, it is still circulated by people.
Fang Dou heard this and just sighed. Everyone likes to listen to the story. The protagonist of the story takes risks and makes money, but no one pays attention. Those farmers who are not lucky will probably have their whole family starved to death.
"Tu tuk!"
Fang Dou knocked on the gate of Zhuangzi and leaned out from the wall, "Who?"
"The young student passed by here. It was already late, so he wanted to stay for one night!"
The man saw Fang Dou's short hair and smiled, "So he is a monk, please come in!"
The heavy wooden door opened in front of me. The square bucket passed through the crack of the door and saw sandbags behind it and stones piled on both sides, which were obviously used to block the back of the door.
"Can you make the decision?"
Fang Dou was a little surprised. No matter how he spoke, he looked like a servant who was guarding the house!
"Haha, of course I can make the decision. My father is the owner of the manor."
Fang Dou suddenly realized, "It turned out to be the second son of Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Yuanwai is the protagonist in the story. His two sons are one big and one small. The older one is over thirty years old and the younger one is in his early twenties. He was really young and energetic.
The second young master brought a few tourists to welcome him happily, "The monk is here just right. My mother is Buddhist. You recite scriptures for him, and I will take care of all the food and accommodation!"
Fang Dou hugged Fubao, "Yes!"
I thought in my mind that I only remember half of the "Diamond Paramita Sutra" and learned by watching TV; there was also a poem "The Bodhi tree without a tree" that I learned by reading time travel novels.
Nothing else is gone!
If it really doesn't work, it's the Sanskrit version if you recite English.
The second young master took Fang Dou and walked through the manor to the largest house, pointing proudly at the blue bricks and gray tiles, "Little monk, our house is OK!"
Fang Dou nodded with a smile, "Big and grand!"
"The little monk really knows the goods!" The second young master hugged Fang Dou's shoulder happily, "My mother was frightened in her early years. Be careful when speaking and don't disturb her mother."
"Don't worry! Chat, the young student is professional!"
The two of them entered the house and turned to the backyard. When they saw a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, he was hurried and looked worried.
"Brother!"
The second young master came forward, and the middle-aged man turned out to be his eldest brother, Mr. Zhao's eldest son.
"Well, you're taking a lighter pace. Mother just fell asleep!"
After hearing this, the second young master touched the back of his head, "Ah, I also asked the monk to recite scriptures for him."
The eldest son looked at Fang Dou and shook his head, "I'll be spared today, take the guests to stay first."
That night, Fang Dou stayed in the guest room for the time being. He originally thought of leaving tomorrow, but the second young master said that he would chant scriptures and talk about Zen for the old woman tomorrow.
Yes, another day will be delayed.
The next day, the second young master took Fang Dou to pay homage to the old lady.
The windows of the room where the old lady lives were covered with thick black cloth, and the light could not be penetrated, and the fragrance was shrouded in it, and the two candles were lit and the light was unstable.
An old woman with gray hair and a hunchbacked figure knelt on the cushion and kowtowed to the spiritual tile in front of her, with her expression and movements that were extremely pious.
"Um!"
Fang Dou noticed that the old lady was wrapped tightly, with only her hands exposed.
"Mom, I brought a monk to chant you!"
Fang Dou smiled and stepped forward with a tough bullet, "Female donor, no, donor!"
The old lady turned around, her eyes were turbid, and after seeing Fang Dou, she folded her hands together and bowed.
"The old lady wants to listen to the scriptures?"
The old lady waved her hand, "I don't want to listen to the sutra today, I just want to ask the master some questions?"
"Excuse me?"
"What is the most serious sin in the world that can never be forgiven?"
Fang Dou thought about it and according to Shimen's statement, it should be, "No!"
The old lady's eyes lit up and she asked, "But I heard that rebellion is unforgivable, the crime of killing a relative is unforgivable, and there are many crimes that cannot be compensated even if it dies!"
"This is the law of the official family. When we explain the sect, we should put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha from the ground!"
Fang Dou sighed, "If there is really any sin that cannot be forgiven, it means knowing the mistakes but not changing them."
"Can the donor know that there is a pair of door couplets in the underworld under the Nine Nether Hell."
"If you have the will to do good, you will not reward even if you have good intentions; if you have no intention, you will not punish even if you have the evil! "
"All kindness is in one mind, and repentance is the time to atone for sins!"
A tear flowed from the corner of the old lady's eyes and murmured to herself, "They don't know that they are innocent, yes, all sins are on the old man."
Seeing this, the second young master comforted him, "Mom, why are you crying?"
Chapter completed!