Nowadays, no one believes that you are a monk if you don't shave your hair!"

The fake monk touched the top of his cold head, and said indignantly: "It's just a sacrifice to the end, unreasonable!"

He looked up to the west, pointing behind him, his face sad and angry.

"Buddha, save these ignorant people, the poor monk doesn't want to be a bald donkey!"

Half an hour later.

The pious look on the fake monk's face unconsciously turned into a faint sarcasm.

"Hey, I haven't seen you let out a fart for a long time, no, I've seen you let go in my life!"

The fake monk spat on the ground unhappily, looked at the west contemptuously, and was about to leave when suddenly a cry came.

He followed the cry, and in the weeds, which grew several feet long, there was a baby hidden, dragging a dirty sackcloth on its body, and its face was red from the cold.

The fake monk picked up the baby, held it in his arms, wiped away the tears on his little face, looked at him and said, "I'll take you for a ride, as for whether you can live or not, it's up to fate." ”

"The Buddha said that saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, who will build this tower for me, are you?

The baby was puzzled and looked at him curiously with wide eyes.

The fake monk shook his head and hurried off.

After walking for about ten miles, the fake monk passed through a village called Baijia Village.

It is said that it is because there are exactly 100 families in the village, and it has never changed from generation to generation.

The fake monk wrote the word "ping" on the cloth wrapped in the baby with charcoal and secretly left him in the village.

As he was leaving, the fake monk glanced at an ancient tree growing in front of the village.

It was very old, its roots had rotted in the soil, its leaves had fallen off, and its trees were covered with cobweb-like cracks.

It may be dead.

"Early death, early superbirth!"

The fake monk muttered, tightened the rotten shirt on his body, pulled a pair of broken shoes, and staggered away.

Many years later......

The tree has not yet fallen.

A monkey arrived, looked up at the bare branches, and led a woman into this lonely village that was uninhabited for ten miles.

Not long ago, the village was infected with a plague, and the woman who passed by happened to be a doctor, so it was a matter of course......

"The medicine for this plague has been seen in a swamp, and it will take at least half a year to get there from here, and there is not enough time, and I still have a little medicine left, but I can only save one person. ”

The woman's expression was calm, and her words were indescribably calm.

Over the years, she has traveled too many places, saved many people, and saved many people.

She knows that when manpower is poor, there is still ......

Medicine does not kill the disease.

On the other side, the villagers were boiling, they had just grasped a ray of hope, and it was not long before this hope was about to be shattered.

No, not yet.

They grasped the gist of the woman's words, and their eyes sparkled with hope, like stars in the night.

There was light, but it was mostly dark.

The first person came out of the crowd, and he was dressed properly before leaving, for fear of messing with his appearance.

Oh, it seems that this is a reader, and it seems that there are no readers everywhere.

"I am willing to go to the county in person, report the epidemic situation here to the county guard, and ask the lord to send a good doctor, at that time, there may not be no other way, but ......"

He talked eloquently, and at the end he suddenly paused, and looked at the woman with a little deep meaning, and his face was full of worries about the country and the people, which was not much better than the ancient sages.

Then a second man squeezed out, pot-bellied, ruddy-faced, and dressed in silk clothes.

"Divine doctor, as long as you cure me, I am willing to give as much as I want. ”

The third man crawled out, and she knelt down in front of the woman, and begged, "Please save my child, he is only ten years old, he should not have died so early!"

The woman was weeping and sad.

However, the people behind couldn't wait, and they swarmed up and trampled the people in front of them under their feet.

"Save me, I'm willing to be a cow and a horse!"

"Save me, I'm willing to give up all my wealth!"

"I promise by example!"

"I beg ......"

Whether it is a plea or an inducement, as much as it can.

Of course, there are people who are indifferent.

There will always be those who don't want to live, just as there are countless people who don't want to die.

Finally, the village chief couldn't stand it anymore, he stood up and shouted angrily at the crowd: "Stop, stop for me, what do they look like!"

After a while, the crowd stopped rioting, and they gathered around, arguing about who would survive.

There will be no results, the woman thought.

She touched the monkey's arm and said, "It's too noisy." ”

When the monkey heard this, he led the woman into a thatched hut, which was very shabby, but far from people.

At night, the monkey burned a plant of tranquility in the house, and the woman wrinkled her nose, did not say anything, and closed her eyes and slept.

......

"Who?"

When the old man heard a knock at the door, he got up from the bed with great difficulty, and walked slowly to the door open, and saw that the door was pushed open, and a monkey and a woman walked in.

"Who are you?"

The old man touched a bamboo stool and sat down, looking at one person and one monkey.

The woman replied, "Old man, I am a doctor, and I have come to treat you." ”

"I'm over 70 years old, and I'm going to live in a few days, what can I do if I'm cured, you can keep the medicine to save others!"

The old man leaned against the wall, his cloudy eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

The woman asked, "Don't you want to live?"

The old man gasped, "I've lived long enough. ”

"Really?"

The woman took out several different herbs from the medicine and placed them on the low table.

"But this medicine is leftover, and if you don't use it, you waste it. ”

The woman turned and walked away.

When leaving Baijia Village, the monkey stopped to look at the ancient trees at the entrance of the village.

The tree was dead, and the monkey wondered why it hadn't fallen yet.