The monk Li Muchan is the real deal.

The village where he lived was called Lijiacun, surrounded by mountains. The mountain at the east end was named Aishan. Halfway up Aishan there was a ruined temple called Chengjing Temple. There was originally an old monk named Faxing.

At the beginning, Li Muchan's family had three children and was too poor to survive.

When he was three years old, he went to Chengjing Temple with his parents to offer incense. He met the old monk Fa Xing.

Being a monk means you can be exempted from paying taxes. He deliberately made this strategy in order to reduce the burden on his family.

Although their parents were unwilling, they couldn't bear to be poor. Moreover, the temple was very close to their home and they could come and visit at any time. They thought that they would stay there for four or five years and then take the eldest son back when he was able to work.

After becoming a disciple of the old monk Faxing, he still stayed at home all day long, playing with his eldest brother and two sisters, and only returned to the temple when it was time to eat and sleep. The old monk Faxing allowed him to let him go and did not control him.

When he was ten years old, the old monk Dharma passed away. He was the only one in Chengjing Temple. He was free and lived mostly at home. However, this monk was formally admitted to the "Traveling Monk Record" with a degree of ultimatum.

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In the midst of the commotion, he was calm and leisurely, carrying the wooden box and walking leisurely. Suddenly he frowned, stopped and looked to the roadside.

Under the bridge, a gray-robed monk was lying bent over, motionless. The people coming and going around him went their separate ways, and no one paid any attention to him.

Although Jinyang City is prosperous, there is no shortage of beggars. It is midsummer now, so sleeping on the street is not a big deal and no one will die.

Li Muchan looked at it, his heart suddenly moved, and a circle of ripples appeared in the quiet lake of his heart.

He stepped forward, squatted down and patted the monk's shoulder: "What's wrong, monk?"

As soon as he got closer, a stench hit his face, rushed straight into his forehead, and down to his internal organs. His stomach turned and he couldn't help but want to vomit.

Taking a deep breath, he held back.

The monk trembled, stood up slowly, and looked up. He had a long horse face, covered with abscesses and yellow pus flowing across it. It looked disgusting and scary.

Li Muchan was startled, no wonder no one paid attention to him, this look can really scare people away.

In this era, medicine was not very developed, and sometimes a cold could kill someone, and such a serious disease was even more inescapable.

In normal times, he would not mind his own business. People in the world are suffering a lot, so it would be a lucky thing for him to be wise enough to protect himself. Besides, he understands what death is about and doesn't think it is a big deal.

Fear is due to the unknown. If you understand, you will have no fear.

His heart was usually clear and calm, but when he saw this monk, he felt a little disturbed. He knew there must be a chance, so he stretched out his hand.

He looked into the monk's eyes and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with the monk?"

The horse-faced monk sat up tremblingly, his eyes calm and peaceful, and he bowed: "Amitabha, I don't have much time left, this little master doesn't have to worry about me anymore."

Li Muchan returned the courtesy, shook his head and said: "Since you are sick, you need to be treated. Please wait a moment!"

There was a rejuvenation medical center a hundred steps away, and he quickly brought an old man over.

The old man has a beard mixed with black and white, and has a gaunt appearance. He looks very young. He is stroking his beard and squinting his eyes, as if he has been dozing off.

When he got closer, he covered his nose and then let it go. He looked at the monk and shook his head.

Li Muchan smiled: "Mr. Li, since you are here, please help me take a look. You are one of the few in Jinyang City who has great medical skills and can rejuvenate!"

The old man shook his head, looked at it for a few times, spread his hands, and sighed: "Mu Chan, it's not that I'm heartless. This master is so poisonous that he's seriously ill. There's nothing I can do!"

Li Muchan frowned, looked at the horse-faced monk, and said: "... Mr. Li, please prescribe medicine!"

"Mu Chan, no medicine is of any use!" The old man waved his hand and turned to leave.

Li Muchan sighed helplessly and did not stop him. He watched him go away and turned to the horse-faced monk: "What is your wish, monk?"

The horse-faced monk looked calm and shook his head: "I am a wild man outside the mountains. I traveled far away in the mortal world. Now I can shed my skin and go to the bliss of the west. I am very happy."

Li Muchan was in awe and could see through the living and the dead, which was extremely rare. He practiced Buddhism rigorously and practiced it every day.

He has experienced life and death, and it is not difficult to transcend. However, this monk has overcome his fear. Being able to transcend death is the result of practice.

He thought for a while: "Monk, I came from Chengjing Temple, where there are beautiful mountains and clear waters. Monk, why don't you go there to recuperate? How about that?"

The horse-faced monk shook his head: "No need to bother little master."

"You're welcome." Li Muchan ignored his struggle and didn't mind the stench. He turned his back directly and strode out of Jinyang City.

Go east along the official road, cross a bridge, go east again, climb a mountain, and go down the mountain to a village called Lijiacun.

He bypassed the village directly, went east along the river, and went up to Mount Ai in the east. There was a temple halfway up the mountain, with three big characters written on the plaque: Chengjing Temple.

Chengjing Temple faces south and faces north, with its back leaning against the mountain and shielded from the north wind, but it is a good place.
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