"When I entered the town like this, I was too ostentatious, I was chased, and my deeds were immediately exposed, and I had to change my outfit. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xiao Yi said secretly.

Pay attention, if you want to enter the town quickly, change your clothes first. But when I entered the town and saw a cloth shop, I suddenly looked embarrassed and stopped.

It turned out that when he got here, he remembered that he needed money to buy clothes and medicine. At this moment, how dare you enter the store with shy pockets and penniless?

In fact, he is not shy at this time. Ever since he was a child, he didn't remember any money on him. The most generous time is to go to the foot of Tianmai Mountain to buy medicine, but it is also a Taoist prescription, not money.

"Without money, everything is empty talk. Xiao Yideng was embarrassed, "Do you want to enter the store and rob it?" This thought was hurriedly suppressed, and he said ashamedly: "Do not do to others what you do not want to be done to yourself." How could I have such thoughts?"

When the cultivators of all factions go to the place under their own control, the people are eager to invite them into the store to be offered by the gods, and who will collect money? Yes, for the cultivators, money is always something outside the body. But it is these mundane things that make it difficult for Xiao Yi to be in the present.

It's okay to wear clothes without changing, but herbs have to be caught.

He put his mind into the treasure bag, looking for something of value to exchange, but after searching for it, he found that he was really poor. There is nothing in the bag except what he needs.

Originally, there were some magic weapons and the like in the bag, all of which were detonated when he was in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and at this time, he felt that he was overwhelmed, but it was a pity.

Xiao Yi thought about it, there was no good plan, and he couldn't help frowning deeply, and he was at a loss.

A corrector is trapped by money, and if this matter spreads, it is estimated that it will make people laugh out of their big teeth.

After a while, a man suddenly walked up to him, bowed his head, and asked, "What trouble is there with the young man?"

Xiao Yi looked at it and saw that the interrogator was an old man with flowery hair, his face was full of wrinkles, his clothes were plain, and he looked like a suffering commoner.

Although Xiao Yi didn't know the meaning of his question, he saw that his eyes were sincere, so he said truthfully: "This friend of mine is seriously injured and needs herbs to save his life, what can I do...... How can I ......" at this point, I don't know how to express it.

"Why don't you have an empty pocket and no money to see a doctor?" said the old man suddenly, with a smile in his eyes, but very sincere.

Xiao Yi's face turned red and said, "Exactly." ”

The old man turned around and said, "Come with the old man, the old man will take you to see a doctor." ”

Xiao Yi hesitated for a moment, followed his footsteps, and said with some confusion and puzzlement: "I don't think my husband is a rich person, why do you want to help me an outsider for no reason?"

The old man said, "The Buddha said that all beings are equal. They are all raised by their parents, how can there be outsiders?"

Xiao Yi's heart shook and he couldn't speak. It was a simple sentence, but it was heavier than a thousand words at the conference.

I only heard the old man say to himself: "Saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter." Who has no difficulties in his life, and is convenient for himself with others. Young people remember to do good everywhere. ”

Xiao Yi's heart was like turning over the river and the sea, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, and he couldn't help asking: "Who is the old man? Why do you understand such a profound truth?"

The old man smiled and said, "Is this also a profound truth?" and pointed to the children playing in the distance, and said, "These truths have been known since childhood. ”

Xiao Yi asked again: "Do monks often come to open the altar in the town to explain the law?"

The old man shook his head and said: "I don't come often, Yuzhou is a big place, and it would be good for the monks to come once every three or five years." ”

Xiao Yi was dumbfounded, and his heart was puzzled. At this time, the old man asked rhetorically, "Do you wonder who taught the old man these truths?"

Xiao Yi nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

The old man said: "Word of mouth, from generation to generation, imperceptibly, without a teacher." ”

Xiao Yi stood still suddenly, looking at the old man's back in horror, feeling that his image was instantly extremely tall, and he didn't know how many times taller than the head of the hundred families.

The old man walked for a while, looked back at his surprised look, and said with a smile: "Young people don't need to make a fuss, the old man has lived for dozens of years, and he just has to understand these truths." ”

Unknowingly, he came to a pharmacy, and the old man first entered the hall, told a middle-aged doctor about the situation, and then said: "The old man still has something to do, so I will give you the medicine first." As he spoke, he took out the money bag and poured out the few pennies it had.

The doctor stopped: "What is this doing, Dad, do you look down on the younger generation? Although I am a disciple of the doctor, I was born and raised in Yuzhou, and I also have a Buddha heart in my chest. The girl's injuries were not light, and I went to see her first. ”

Speaking of "Buddha", both of them couldn't help but have a sense of awe on their faces. The old man stopped pushing, and according to the healer, he put away the coins and went out of the pharmacy.

Looking at the actions of the two, Xiao Yiwei really had a feeling of being in a paradise, muddy, and extremely unreal.

After that, the doctor looked at it and asked Shen Yirou to diagnose it. This person is just a low-end disciple of the medical family, and he naturally has no good treatment for Shen Yirou's injury, and finally prescribed a few pairs of medicines to replenish deficiency and invigorate qi. Not only did he not take a penny, but he also gave a pair of medicine utensils.

Xiao Yilian said thank you, but the doctor waved his hand and didn't accept it, claiming that this was humane and not enough to thank him.

After walking for a while, I heard someone shouting. turned his head around, but it was the owner of the cloth shop.

The boss called Xiao Yi in and said, "I have a few old clothes here, if the young man doesn't dislike them, take them and wear them." ”

Xiao Yi was deeply moved and hurriedly thanked him. The boss was also not polite, and only called it a trivial matter.

After changing their clothes and walking down the street again, the people were no longer afraid, and when they saw that the person in their arms was unconscious, they came forward to inquire and inquire, intending to help.

Xiao Yi thanked him for his kindness, left the town, and went all the way to the east, finding a secret place to decoct medicine for Shen Yirou.

According to the doctor's instructions, after feeding the medicinal soup to Shen Yirou, he meditated on his own, quickly repaired his injuries, and recovered his Dao strength.

However, after meditating for a while, the situation in the town keeps coming to his mind, and although many enthusiastic people only glance at it in a hurry, their sincere smiles are deep in their hearts, and they are afraid that they will not be able to forget it in this life.

He had been pursuing the so-called peaceful and virtuous world, and believed that such a world could not exist. But today, when I saw the people in the town, I couldn't help but ask myself, "Isn't this the peaceful and prosperous world I am pursuing?"

"People don't need to know too much about the big truth, and they don't need to study any big truth, as long as they have a good heart and understand the truth of being kind to others, it is enough. ”

However, he also knows that the people of the town can have today's virtue, not overnight, but the work of Buddhist disciples for tens of thousands of years.

Xiao Yi couldn't help but sigh and said: "It's a pity that the Buddhist family retreated. ”

But the voice of the negative soul sounded in his mind: "In today's troubled times, it is wise to retreat to preserve the foundation. (To be continued.) )