After all, if you enter the memory of the true Buddha like the previous Buddha, with his strength, you may not be able to see everything, and may even cause a rebound. On the contrary, if you use the perspective of this mortal and observe from the side, you can see the appearance of the so-called immortal in a complete way without too serious consequences.

"Maybe it's a good opportunity..."

While he was thinking, the monk on the ground was still walking slowly, and it seemed that this guy did a lot of good things, so that every time he walked a long way, someone would come up to greet him and express his sincere gratitude, so that he could not walk fast at all.

There are also some poor families who want to express their gratitude, but naturally they can't take out the money and so they force them to give them a lot of their own vegetables. If they weren't allowed to eat meat, they might even have to stuff meat.

The young monk with the Dharma name Wuhong originally intended that he did not want to accept these gifts. He also knew that these poor people were suffering from their own livelihoods, but the other party forced them into his hands and ran away, and he couldn't catch up. He could only smile helplessly and leave these gifts in his hands.

When the monk walked out of this small market, he was already holding a pile of various vegetables and fruits in his arms, which was quite rich.

However, others would not be jealous of his gains. Instead, they felt that this was what he deserved, because the other party had excellent medical skills and had saved many people. They were always poor families without any money to take out their penny. For ordinary people who had no money to see a doctor, they were like living Buddhas in the world, and they could only express their gratitude in this simple way.

Here, most people are so simple and rarely have too many thoughts.

"If you go back like this, your master will definitely talk about me again..."

Monk Wuhong shook his head secretly, but did not return directly to the temple on the mountain, but took some roads to some relatively remote and dilapidated houses.

Everyone lives here in extremely poor families, and even begging for a living.

"Aunt Liu, these fruits are nutritious, so you can keep them and eat them..."

"Brother Zhang, these vegetables should have just been picked. My sister-in-law just gave birth to a baby, so she would give her some supplements..."

The monk smiled and gave the things that others gave to him to these poor people again. There were also a few half-year-old children around his feet. He also gave them a fruit with a smile. Seeing them eating sweetly, he felt very comfortable.

He never did these good deeds for merit or reward, but just to see people's smiles when they are happy.

He was abandoned by his parents since childhood and grew up with the hundreds of families, and finally managed to survive the day when he was attracted by his master as his apprentice. Now that he has grown up, he naturally wants to repay some, even if it is just to compensate for the kindness in his heart.

However, so far, there was no memory related to the little fairy. Du Bai in the sky was not anxious and continued to be patient. Seeing that he sent all the things he got to these poor people one by one, he set out to return to the mountain with satisfaction.

The temple where Monk Wuhong is located is not big, there is only a main hall that enshrines a Buddha statue, followed by several small rooms in the backyard for monks to eat and live.

But in fact, there were only two monks including Wu Hong, namely him and his master.

His master is an old monk with a gray beard and the host here. His red robe seems to have been passed down for many years and looks a little old, but it is well preserved and there is no damaged area.

"Wuhong, are you back?"

When Monk Wuhong walked through a somewhat rugged mountain road and pushed the door to enter this small temple where the incense was not very popular, the master, who was meditating in front of the Buddha statue, paused slightly, and asked in a vicissitude.

"Well, the disciple is back!"

Wuhong carefully put the bamboo basket on his back aside first, then went to the Buddha statue to worship carefully, and then explained in a low voice: "The people who came to the temple to seek medicine have been thanking their disciples and have also sent a lot of food. The disciples had no choice but to come back to do their homework..."

He did not hide what had happened before and told his master all that he had a clear conscience after doing these things.

"You did a good job," the master did not blame him when he learned the reason. He nodded as if he was quite convinced, "Your medical skills have already been my true teachings. You can also take care of those poor families who have no money to see a doctor on weekdays..."

"Yes, Master!"

Monk Wuhong remembered it in his heart, and then picked up the broom beside him and planned to go to the small yard to clean the fallen leaves.

But at this moment, the master's instructions came from behind him: "Wuhong, there was a letter from the neighboring county yesterday, saying that a strange epidemic began to spread, and many people were exhausted due to vomiting, diarrhea and exhaustion. If they were not careful for a moment, they might lose their lives. It is probably not a trivial matter."

"epidemic?"

Monk Wuhong paused his hand and looked back at his master with some confusion.

"A doctor there who is close to me is a little helpless about this. He knew that his medical skills were quite good, so he wanted to ask his teacher to come and help." The master sighed softly, and the wrinkles in his face seemed to be becoming more and more obvious when he spoke. "It's just that I am old this year and can't withstand the bumps of long journeys, so I want Wuhong, you, to go there for me."

"Now your medical skills are no less inferior to those of you. With such ability, you should find out the disease and solve this epidemic and save the innocent people who are suffering from illness. But in the end, things in the world are unpredictable, and there must be many dangers. Therefore, you are not forced to be a teacher. Whether to stay or not is up to Wuhong to decide on your own."

The master always turned his back to him, and did not look at him with his eyes. His tone was also plain, as if he was just saying a small thing, just to avoid putting him too much pressure, but Wuhong understood the importance of it.

Judging from the Master's attitude, I'm afraid the sudden outbreak of the epidemic is indeed very dangerous, so the Master may not be sure. In this case, Wu Hong himself may have risked his life-threatening life in the past!

The master adopted him since he was a child. The two said they were masters and apprentices, but in fact they were like father and son. They had not cultivated to such a profound state of ruthlessness and desire, so they were naturally reluctant to leave.

But he had already made a decision after listening.

"Master, Wuhong packs his luggage immediately!"

If you delay for a moment, an innocent citizen may die in the epidemic, which he absolutely does not want to see.
Chapter completed!