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Chapter 545 The old beggar

Chapter 544 The old beggar

When Xuanzang heard the words, he was stunned at first, the memory in his mind was a little confused, and he didn't think of entering Chang'an for a while.

Seeing this, the old beggar laughed and said, "Why, Monk, are you stupid?"

Xuanzang clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, old benefactor, poor monk..."

"Monk, tell me, where did you come from?" The old beggar directly interrupted Xuanzang's words, and looked at Xuanzang with a smile on his face, the mud on his face was almost wiped away. He stopped.

"The name of the poor monk, Xuanzang, comes from Luoyang Jin..."

"You are Xuanzang?" The old beggar looked at Xuanzang with surprise on his face.

Just as Xuanzang clasped his hands together and was about to admit it, the old beggar suddenly laughed and said, "You are Xuanzang, and my motherfucker is the Lord Buddha! Hahaha!"

The old beggar laughed out of breath, as if he was about to die laughing.

Seeing this, Xuanzang didn't explain anything, put his palms together, and chanted a Buddha's name, his expression neither happy nor sad.

He was given fresh water just now, and now Xuanzang's condition has improved a lot, but his stomach is still empty and his body feels weak.

Xuanzang glanced at the vegetarian meal that was overturned by the old beggar, closed his eyes gently, sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, and closed his eyes slightly.

The old beggar in front of him burst into tears from his laughter, and two marks were drawn on his dark face.

After a while, the old beggar finally stopped smiling, and turned to look at Xuanzang, but with a smile on his face, he said, "Monk, are you afraid that you have lost your mind?"

"Do you know who Xuanzang is?"

"Amitabha." Xuanzang clasped his hands together, did not speak, his face was neither happy nor sad, and he did not express any sarcasm at the old beggar in front of him.

Seeing Xuanzang's appearance, the old beggar knew in his heart that even if this person was not Xuanzang, he must be a real monk.

In this city of Chang'an, if one could offend local hooligans and dignitaries, the worst would be death.

But no one wants to offend the monk.

Buddhism is prevalent in Chang'an City, and no one knows which benefactor is standing behind a monk.

Even such a seemingly down-and-out monk may have great potential.

We are all human beings, and we probably all know what we think in our hearts.

Among the monks in Chang'an, of course there are also fake ones.

But even a fake monk can say a few words of Buddhism, the better the acting, the higher the status.

But monks are also governed by clear rules and precepts, so they can't act arbitrarily, and they still have to work hard on the surface.

The whole of Chang'an is like this now, the status of monks is respected, although they are not comparable to the real nobles, but they are also in a detached position.

This is all because His Majesty now worships the Dharma and spreads the Dharma throughout the East.

Therefore, the old beggar didn't dare to go too far. He smiled for a while, looked at Xuanzang, and said, "Monk, I ate your food and knocked it over by you. I lied to you as an old beggar."

"You look so down and out, and you look like a real monk. The old beggar will show you the way."

"In Chang'an City, there are two best places to be a monk."

"One is called Hongyuan Temple, and the other is called Xiaofoshan Temple."

"If you want to make a living, you can go to these two temples to try your luck."

After the old beggar finished speaking, he looked at Xuanzang with a strange look, as if he wanted to see something in his eyes.

But on Xuanzang's face, there was neither joy nor sorrow, he just chanted a Buddha's name softly, nodded at the old beggar, and said: "So, thank you, old benefactor."

"Heh, you really look like a monk. It looks like scum from the bottom of your heart." After the old beggar finished speaking, he laughed, and immediately smacked his mouth several times with his own hand, saying: "Haha, slip of the tongue, this An eminent monk, the old beggar is gone."

After speaking, the old beggar got up directly and went out from Xuanzang's room.

Xuanzang opened his eyes, looked at the direction where the old beggar was leaving, then closed his eyes slightly, and entered into samadhi again.

During meditation, Xuanzang can get great pleasure, which can make him forget the troubles in this world, and even forget his own hunger.

After an unknown amount of time, the door was gently opened again.

"Hey, monk, you get angry when you say you are angry, what are you doing to overthrow this job?" the voice of the shop owner came.

Xuanzang opened his eyes slightly, looked at the boss in front of him, and said softly: "Amitabha, benefactor, this matter was not done by the poor monk."

As he spoke, Xuanzang looked at the bowl of rice in the boss's hand, and water flowed out of his mouth involuntarily.

Xuanzang was really hungry.

He almost forgot when was the last time he ate.

The boss glanced at Xuanzang, smiled lightly, said nothing, but put the rice bowl in his hand on the table, then cleaned up the overturned rice on the table, and when he turned to leave, he said: "Monk, People from the government entrusted me to take care of you, not to be your mother."

"If you overturn your job again, don't plan to eat it."

After speaking, the boss opened the door and walked out.

Xuanzang clasped his hands together, thanked him, then stepped forward, picked up the plain rice on the table, and opened his mouth to eat.

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Outside the inn, the old beggar sat on the steps at the entrance of the inn, looking at the passers-by.

What the old beggar does most every day is to observe all kinds of people, and finds it very interesting.

Soon, a figure appeared in front of the old beggar.

This person was wearing brocade, with a rich complexion, he looked like someone from a rich family.

But this person has been sitting on the tea stand outside the inn, one for the whole afternoon.

This aroused the great interest of the old beggar, and he had observed this person for a long time.

In this busy street, there are only a few reasons why a kid from a rich family can sit at the tea stand for so long.

Either he waited for someone and hadn't arrived yet, or there was someone or something he cared about nearby.

The former one is almost impossible, but for so long the only possibility is the latter one.

The old beggar narrowed his eyes, he would not let go of such an opportunity.

After all, old beggars rely on this to eat.

Immediately, the old beggar got up, walked forward, holding a broken bowl in his hand, approached the man, and said softly: "Grandpa, give me some money."

Seeing the old beggar, the man smiled slightly, took out a few taels of scattered silver from his bosom, and put them in the old beggar's broken bowl.

Seeing this, the old beggar smiled even deeper.

Afterwards, the old beggar said: "Thank you, sir. The old beggar saw that the old man has been waiting here for a long time, but who is he waiting for?"

"The old beggar wanders around here every day. If the uncle has orders, the old beggar can help out."

Hearing this, the man squinted his eyes and smiled at the old beggar, saying, "Oh? Do you know everyone around here?"

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(End of this chapter)