The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Chapter 55: I want to go down the mountain [ask for collection]

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Wu Hai was interrupted by Pang Wei and suspected that he was dazzled. Although he was confused, he didn't want to go back. The two of them left...

As for Han Xiaoguo, his bones were almost frozen with cold at this moment. His mouth was purple, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of despair. However, he was still unwilling to give in and gritted his teeth... His vision was a little blurry, vaguely. He seemed to see several figures, one of whom was an escort, so familiar...

At that moment, Han Xiaoguo suddenly realized, got up from the ground, and shouted: "Master, I know I was wrong! I shouldn't kill people, I shouldn't kill that escort!"

After Han Xiaoguo finished speaking, he didn't see any reaction from Fang Zheng. He was wondering if he was wrong again...

At this moment, Fang Zheng was lighting the stove in the room...

call! -call! —

"Damn it, the firewood is a little damp, it's so hard to hold it up." Fangzheng stuck out his buttocks and blew on the stove. Black smoke was billowing. If it weren't for the protection of the moon-white monk's clothes, the white monk would have turned into a black monk immediately.

Fang Zheng spent a long time and finally lit the fire. He stretched out his feet and warmed himself by the fire. He felt much better.

"Hey, I'm still uncomfortable without shoes... I'm still poor. The only umbrella is broken, otherwise the shoes wouldn't get soaked so quickly if they were protected from the rain." Fang Zheng complained.

Just then, the lone wolf ran in wagging his tail and whined a few times.

"What? He said he regretted killing someone? Good boy, he finally woke up! Let's go with the Sa family and let him go!" Fang Zheng got up quickly and walked out. After waiting for a long time, he was afraid that Han Xiaoguo would freeze to death. Then he was guilty of a serious crime, so he kept the lone wolf there. If Han Xiaoguo failed, he would bring Han Xiaoguo in.

Sure enough, when Fang Zheng came to the door, he heard Han Xiaoguo feebly shout: "Master, I know I was wrong! I shouldn't kill people, I shouldn't kill the escort, and I shouldn't be a bullshit mercenary... I will kill people in my life. Too many people have been killed, and my hands are stained with blood. I deserve to die! I do deserve to die! But I can’t die now... "

Crunch!

The door opened. Han Xiaoguo had been leaning against the door. When the door opened behind him, he threw his head up and fell over.

Fang Zheng looked down and saw Han Xiaoguo, whose eyes had begun to blur.

Han Xiaoguo vaguely saw a holy monk with Buddha's light shining all over his body appearing in his sight. At that moment, he knew that he was saved! At the same time, the influence of a holy monk in white left a deep mark on his heart.

Fang Zheng took Han Xiaoguo to the room in the backyard. The fire was blazing. He took off Han Xiaoguo's clothes and hung them aside to bake. After adding a bucket of hot water that had been heated for a long time, Han Xiaoguo's body was also clean. Then he wrapped him in the only quilt he had.

Han Xiaoguo finally woke up and turned around. Looking at the stove, quilt, and a bowl of water and a bowl of rice placed beside him, Han Xiaoguo suddenly cried.

"Plop!"

Han Xiaoguo knelt in front of Fang Zheng and bowed his head: "Thank you, Master, for saving your life! Thank you, Master!"

Fang Zheng accepted it peacefully, but at the same time he was quite sighing in his heart. Originally, he just wanted to try to get Han Xiaoguo to change his ways, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha immediately. But he didn't expect that the further this matter went on, the more difficult it would be for him to deal with it as a task. Human feelings are warm and cold, and the heart knows itself.

In the end, when Han Xiaoguo fainted, he still did something he thought was right. As for whether he could make the other party change his ways, it became unimportant.

At this moment, Han Xiaoguo's heartfelt bow still filled Fang Zheng's heart with a sense of satisfaction and pride.

"This is the joy of helping others. Master's happiness is indeed not as simple as money. It's so refreshing..." Fang Zheng muttered in his heart.

"Amitabha, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The poor monk just did what he should do. Please ask the donor." Fang Zheng said.

Han Xiaoguo sat up, but he did not dare to make a stool. Instead, he respectfully gave the stool to Fang Zheng. He discovered that there was only one stool in this room...

In fact, there are no stools in the Fangzheng temple. Usually when he is outside, he uses stones as stools. Stools are really rare. As for chairs? That's even more of a luxury, no!

Fang Zheng was not polite. Han Xiaoguo had fainted just now and the kang was not yet hot, so he asked him to sit by the stove. After rolling up the quilt, Fang Zheng still had to hold on to prevent him from falling.

Now that Han Xiaoguo was awake, Fang Zheng sat down as a matter of course.

"Drink some water and eat some rice." Fang Zheng pointed to the water and rice beside him. The water was the water in the Buddha vat, the rice was porridge, and the rice was ordinary rice. However, after being cooked with water in the Buddha vat, it is much more fragrant than ordinary rice.

Han Xiaoguo was also very hungry. After thanking him, he wolfed down a bowl of porridge, saying that this was the most delicious rice he had ever eaten in his life.

Fang Zheng wanted to say: "You are right!"

But when I said this, it was too pretentious, so I gave up.

After Han Xiaoguo finished eating, Fang Zheng said: "Now that you know you are wrong, what are your plans in the future? Keep running? Escape into the mountains and never come out?"

After Han Xiaoguo pondered for a moment, he shook his head and said: "Master, to be honest, I have to go down the mountain tomorrow. I won't go to the back mountain, but I bet that they will go to the back mountain to search for me, and I can take advantage of the gap to return to the city. I will use the potion After dealing with my personal odor, even if they have police dogs, it won't work. As long as I evade their search for the past two days, it will be over. But I didn't expect that they would block the way down the mountain... "

"The mountain road is blocked by the police. How do you get down the mountain?" Fang Zheng was a little unhappy. This guy still wanted to run away! Can't you just turn around and make peace

Han Xiaoguo smiled bitterly and said: "I have to go down the mountain if I am blocked, and I have to break out! I will set off in the early morning..."

Fang Zheng didn't say anything. He was thinking that since this guy was so stubborn, he should slap him unconscious and throw it to Wu Hai so that he could claim the credit.

Han Xiaoguo didn't know what Fang Zheng was thinking. Seeing that Fang Zheng was silent and frowned slightly, he knew that his behavior probably made the master sad. He couldn't bear it and said, "Master, I have my own difficulties too. I have no choice but to go down the mountain."

Fang Zheng raised his head and looked at Han Xiaoguo doubtfully, but said nothing, as if he was waiting for the next step.

Han Xiaoguo sighed and said: "Master, I have been a mercenary for many years. In fact, I have had enough of killing people and licking blood. I also want to live a normal life, but God does not give me a way to survive. Half a month Recently, my daughter was diagnosed with a brain tumor. She is only three years old! Three years old! You don’t know how beautiful she is when she smiles, like an angel! So pure, so beautiful. But... the doctor said she won’t live long. .If we want to extend our lives, the prices of various drugs are simply not something we can afford.

(End of chapter)