Ascetics, monks are bitter, holding the bowl in their hands, it can better express the difficulty of their practice.

Followers who are attached to the Buddha will also respect them more and more, and will develop compassion and give them food.

Hongyuan asked her to turn into a fate all the way, and he also hoped that she would end her physical and mental austerity as soon as possible, and the pain of her body and skin would be better than the torture of her soul in the world......

But will she really be able to get to the mosque all the way? It's hard, she knows, and so does Hongyuan......

The Buddha is like a mirror, and the lotus platform has already seen through all the causes and effects in the world......

She walked for five hours in a row, and in a blink of an eye it was midnight, slightly hungry and a little sleepy.

She found a forest, surrounded the three trees with a black cloth, and sat directly in the middle of it, not eating food, but meditating and chanting on the spot.

In the past few years, because I often meditate and chant sutras, I don't get tired of it, and many times I will fall asleep while sitting.

Therefore, she practiced the ability to sit and chant to fall asleep.

Will you wake up tired? On the contrary, she wakes up feeling only better in spirit.

The next day, the newborn dawn trembled like a pink baby.

In a short time, the scorching sun was clothed in the scorching smell of wine, spreading an infinite intoxication to the vast sky......

Jian Junxi slowly opened her eyes, revealing her black and moving eyes like crystal, looking up at the sky, her thin lips pulled out a shallow smile, beautiful as cherry blossoms.

But in an instant, she stood up, looked around, saw that there was no one, and put things away behind the small side of the place.

After taking out the toothpaste and toothbrush from the side of the bag and rinsing his mouth briefly, he took out a small biscuit from the bag, put the bag on his back, picked up the dervishes and map, and continued north......

While looking at the map, I walked along the path, because I couldn't cross the city, so I had to trek through mountains and rivers, and I only passed through the countryside.

There is a good chance that there will be no home for a long distance through a village, so she cherishes her water and food.

The noon sun was like a fireball, as if it was about to dry the earth, and Jian Junxi was so sunburned that his face was red and sweaty.

I regret a little that I didn't prepare a straw hat, not because I was afraid that I would get a tan, but because I was exposed to the sun like this, and I carried so many things.

In case of heat stroke, it will definitely slow down her moving forward.

At this time, she walked into a rural village in Yunshan City, because it was the hot season, there were no pedestrians on the road at all, and the doors of every house were closed.

She also seemed embarrassed to knock on the door and disturb, and kept walking silently, until finally saw a family with the door open, but their house was still an old dirt house.

On the side of the eye, about fifty square meters, an old woman was sewing clothes at the door, with black hair mixed with half of the white hair, and her body was thin, and she knew that her family was poor at a glance.

As a monk who begs for food, she also accumulates blessings for the good lord, and she can't just go to the rich people's homes, but not the poor people's homes, she still walked a few steps forward.

The old woman raised her head when she heard the voice, she was about fifty years old, kind and kind-eyed, and her slightly darkened face had obvious dark spots, which should have been sunburned.

When he saw her, a flash of surprise flashed in his dark eyes.

"Hello old donor!" Jian Junxi holds the bowl in one hand and the other in front of his chest, although he is a monk, he is a monk with a very beautiful appearance.

"Hello......" The old man stood up and put his clothes on the chair.

Jian Junxi bowed his head slightly and said politely: "Amitabha, the little monk Dharma is called Enlightenment, he is a road monk, and he needs to walk all the way north for thousands of miles, so he needs to turn into a fate, I wonder if the old donor can give some food?" ”

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