One Punch Monk

Chapter 7 New Commission
Today is the eighth year of Wuzhou Tongtian, May [-]th.

Shen Budu left Xixing Temple and went to Taiping City for a free clinic.

In the morning, Zen Master San Zan, who was making tea, looked a little surprised at the Yin Ling Pill he took out.

Shen Budu remembered very clearly, at that time the master said, "This thing was born in the underworld, it is an extraordinary thing, there must be a conspiracy behind the infant spirit in Chenjia Village".

So taking the opportunity of going down the mountain for a free clinic, he planned to come to Taiping County to have a look.

Shen Budu was very curious, who was behind the plan and what was the purpose of doing all this.

After an actual combat test, he now has a certain degree of confidence in his combat effectiveness after three years of penance.

Shen Budu thought, at least it shouldn't be a problem to deal with a few ordinary seventh and eighth rank monks.

For this point, the master who has a lot of stories in his eyes also affirmed it.

"Your strength is beyond your imagination."

It's just that when he left Xixing Temple, what he didn't see was that Zen Master Sanzang looked to the south.

In the perception of Zen Master San Zan, a terrifying monster has appeared in the south, the most stable place in the human world after passing through the Tianmen from the fairy world.

"The appearance of the ancient alien beast raised by the immortals, the Hanzhong Mansion may suffer a terrible catastrophe. Could it be that the fairy energy that revives Wukong is obtained not by killing the immortals, but by the scorpion dove?"

"But the old man painted the land as Zen, and made a great wish. He will never go down the mountain until he breaks through this situation. How can he suppress Yujiu?"

Zen Master San Zan repeatedly deduced the secret, and finally, his eyes seemed to penetrate a long distance, and fell on Shen Budu who was going to Taiping County.

Once, the founders of various cultivation systems in the mortal world, the group of land gods joined forces to seal the gate of heaven, and sealed the lofty immortals to the sky.

Human affairs, mortals take care of themselves.

Today, the millennium seal of Tianmen is crumbling, and a new round of catastrophe is coming, and the person who should be tribulated by Zen Master San Zan is his little apprentice.

Fifty avenues, forty-nine Tianyan.

Budu is the "one" that did not exist in this world originally, a variable that is not controlled by the way of heaven.

But Chan Master Sanbu’s heart did not calm down. It was just the prelude to the great catastrophe of Journey to the West. He was forced to paint the ground as Zen. , can it really save all this?

Just after the sun rained, the not-so-spacious Qingshiban streets in Taiping County were full of people, shoulder to shoulder.

The gaps between the masonry and stones that have been in disrepair for a long time are full of weeds that have just been moistened. Fang straightened his waist in the morning, and was immediately pressed into the dark soil by the footsteps and wheels coming and going.

The Zhanfengduo under the eaves of the shops on the street jingled. Looking at the "dharma artifacts" produced in batches by Shenlong Temple, which actually had no mana attached, Shen Budu was a little envious. Do so big.

The mud between the stone slabs was extremely muddy, stepping on one end, and tilting the other end, the little dolls on the side of the road were having a great time playing.

And near Shen Budu's destination today, not only did he not see the stupid kid who usually laughed at the door of the "Rejuvenation Medical Center", he didn't even see her family's big black dog.

"Master Budu is here?"

"Amitabha."

Shen Budu also said hello, the people here are very kind, and the pace of life in the small town is also very slow, Shen Budu likes this leisurely environment very much.

The clerk of the medical hall put down a few packs of herbs in his hands, and greeted Shen Budu with a smile.

The monks with excellent medical skills in Xixing Temple can relieve their medical clinics a lot of burden, and the most important thing is that they don't charge money, just take care of the meal.

"Wang Wang!"

After arriving at the gate of the medical hall, Shen Budu just saw her family's big black dog.

The big black dog warmly welcomed him, and even stretched out his tongue aggrievedly. As soon as the upper body got up, it was pressed back by the heavy chain.

"With such a heavy chain, your dog has broken the law?"

"Don't talk about it, it's not that girl Guoguo who made the trouble."

Mrs. Tang, the owner of the medical center, walked over with a smile. She is only in her thirties now, and she looks much younger than her actual age. She always has a faint smile on her face, giving people a kind and gentle feeling. Much like a neighbor sister.

Strictly speaking, she is a lay disciple of Xixing Temple. Apart from her amateur Buddhist practice, her main business is the "Rejuvenation Medical Center" in Taiping County.

"What happened to Guoguo?"

Shen Budu was slightly surprised, that stupid kid can beat a dog?

No, if the dog is beaten, it shouldn't be the dog that was tied up.

"Don't learn the good ones, and learn the bad ones. A few days ago, Guoguo had an aunt who brought her son over to play. I was talking with her aunt. Guoguo insisted on imitating our New Year stuffing money, stuffing a red envelope The copper plate will be given to the male doll."

What does this have to do with dogs?

"The male doll accepted it, but Guoguo had to learn how to tear it up like us, snatched the red envelope back and handed it to others, pulled it down again and again, the male doll also became angry, and pushed Guoguo staggeringly when he got angry. .”

As Mrs. Tang spoke, she covered her mouth and laughed.

"The dog thought it was a fight and Guoguo was being bullied, so he bit it when he went up. Fortunately, he was dressed thickly and didn't bite the skin, but the clothes were chewed to pieces. I gave my aunt a good meal and paid for it."

The big black dog still looked aggrieved, whimpering softly.

"This dog is not in vain, it's true."

Shen Budu held back for a long time, and only said this.

After saying a few homely things, Shen Budu was about to start work but he didn't see that stupid kid, probably he was locked up by his mother.

Shen Budu's job is very simple. He gives free consultations for most of the day under the eaves outside the medical hall. If there are no people, it will be over before the sun goes down.

Of course, nothing is impossible for anyone.

Medical expenses these days usually consist of two parts, the doctor's visit fee and the medical fee for the required medicinal materials.

Although as an image project of Xixing Temple, free clinics can save the poor people from visiting fees, but if there is any disease, after Shen Budu prescribes a prescription for the patient, the patient still has to go to the medical center or medicinal material store to get the medicine. Not free anymore.

And according to past experience, the factors that affect the actual diagnosis efficiency of free clinics are composed of two parts.

Part of it is the big girls and daughters-in-law in the county who come to see the handsome guy, and the other part is the old man and old lady who have the mentality that they don’t spend money anyway and have to come and see if they are not sick.

After one day of free consultation, Shen Budu basically didn't even have time to go to the toilet.

The sun was setting to the west, and finally there were not many people queuing at the entrance of the medical hall.

"Ms. Li, how are you doing recently? The problem of constipation should be gone now? Are you still urinating normally?"

Aunt Li, who was sitting across the table, opened her shriveled mouth with only one front tooth, and said with a smile.

"Normal, thanks to the blessing of the Buddha, now it can be pulled out every day at two o'clock."

"Oh, then your body is fine."

Aunt Li sighed: "But your aunt gets up at three o'clock every day."

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Shen Budu prescribed some prescriptions for Aunt Li, but he didn't dare to use heavy medicine.

When a person reaches this dying age, the balance of the body is very delicate. In order to treat this disease, it breaks other balances and causes new diseases. This is all too common.

"Next person."

A middle-aged man with a sallow complexion, wrinkled face, and the word "Chuan" on his brows sat down on the stool.

"Doctor, I've been feeling sick to my stomach recently."

Shen Budu looked up at him, a typical stomach meridian disorder.

"How about your eating habits? Do you usually like to eat hard, spicy, or cold food?"

"It's okay, I guess it's because I eat leftovers from my mother, I eat leftovers from my mother-in-law, and I eat leftovers from my daughter, so that's why."

Shen Budu pointed to the big black dog in the room and asked.

"Don't you have a dog at home?"

The honest middle-aged man unexpectedly showed a scowl.

"What's the matter, I'll eat the rest of the dog?"

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Anyway, I told the middle-aged man to go back and raise a dog to eat leftovers, not to eat it himself.

Shen Budu received a few more patients, and it was finally time to call it a day.

The small town can be called simple and honest, and the neighbors in the neighborhood prostituted Master Budu for nothing for a day. In addition to thanking him, many benefactors gave him some bits and pieces.

Of course, the most received are sachets, handkerchiefs and the like from female fans...

After a busy day at the free clinic, he stood up and stretched his muscles, and then cleaned up the booth with the staff.

In line with the principle of "everyone comes", during the general free clinic period, patients who have received prescriptions will be prescribed some medicine at the nearest Huichun Medical Center, which makes a lot of money on this day.

At this time, a little brain sneaked out.

"Cauldron!"

As soon as he heard this ambiguous address, he was the stupid kid Guoguo.

Patients would call him Doctor, pilgrims would call him Little Master, women would call him Xiao Langjun, and only Guoguo would call him Daguo.

Guoguo dashed out from behind the door of the medical hall, only to see his thigh-high kid showing off to him excitedly.

"Cauldron, I have learned how to make rice balls."

"Oh, how?"

Shen Budu's attitude was a bit perfunctory, he was anxious about the lack of time for his business of selling stolen goods, Guoguo didn't care at all, or she didn't hear it at all.

"I'll bring you here!"

The little girl took his hand and came to the kitchen of the medical hall, obviously planning to show it with her own hands.

Shen Budu held her up to the chopping board.

"First cloth, put the salt in the water."

Looking at the basin with a bag of salt poured into it, Shen Budu felt that this stupid kid might be beaten by his mother again.

"and then?"

Guoguo scooped out a bowl of rice from the rice steamer, pulled some of it out with her chubby little hands, and scattered it all over the floor.

"Second cloth, put the cooked rice in your hand and hold it firmly, hold it tight."

"What about the third step?"

The little girl opened her throat: "Mom—"

Not surprisingly, Guoguo's ass had an accident.

To express her apology, Mrs. Tang personally cooked dinner for Shen Budu.

After dinner, Shen Budu planned to say goodbye and leave, and while the city gate was still closed for a while, he hurriedly completed his great business of selling stolen goods, to see if he could sell the Yinling Pill.

And just as he was about to step out of the clinic, he bumped into an acquaintance.

"Fellow Daoist? It really is you, that's great!"

(End of this chapter)