River Tuluo Xian

Leaving Linzhou County, Jiangling traveled to the five mountains, painting the dangers of mountains and rivers and the wonders of plank roads on silk.

One day, when I came to Mount Tai, I saw a grand sacrificial activity.

The officers and soldiers gathered together, and the horns, gongs and drums sounded together.It turned out that the new emperor wanted to enshrine Zen in Mount Tai.

Officials and soldiers are stationed at the foot of the mountain, and idlers are not allowed to move forward.

As a tourist, Jiangling shuttled through the crowds.

Although the new emperor confers Zen, although idlers can't get close to it, there are still many people watching from a distance for this grand event.

What's more, there is a special gift point somewhere at the foot of the mountain. At that gift point, someone distributes food, and everyone who goes there can receive a meat bun full of stuffing.

The nearby villagers have long lined up to get it, and the mere meat buns have made them very happy. In a way, this can be regarded as a celebration with the people.

"Passers-by, hurry up and get the meat buns. They are big and full of stuffing. Such good things don't happen often."

An old man just brought it out, and while eating, he happily shouted to passers-by nearby.

Jiang Ling glanced at it, and there was indeed a lot of stuffing in the bun.

At this moment, the official who distributed the buns suddenly frowned, and said sharply: "You smelly monk, this is a meat bun. You monk is a vegetarian. Do you want to ask for this shame?"

Everyone heard the sound and looked around, only to see a monk wearing a tattered monk's robe had already reached the front of the line, and it was his turn at this moment.

It stands to reason that whoever is in the queue will get the meat bun and leave.

But after all, this is a meat bun, and it is a bit strange that the monks who pay attention to meat taboo line up to receive the meat bun.

No wonder the official looked disgusted.

I heard the monk put his hands together and sang a Buddha's name, saying: "The poor monk cultivates his heart but not his mouth. I have passed through thousands of meaty intestines, and I don't stain my heart with even a little Buddha. It's okay, it's okay."

The official frowned, that is to say, today is the great ceremony of enshrining Zen, if it is a normal disaster relief, he will definitely send this monk out.

But today, the emperor enshrined Zen, and everything was for good luck, and it was inconvenient to beat people, so he threw a bun to him.

The monk took the bun and thanked him.

The people around him pointed and pointed at him, and there was no shortage of sarcasm and sarcasm.

But the monk acted as if he hadn't heard it. After he walked out of the crowd, he didn't eat the buns in his hand, but handed them to a five or six-year-old girl.

The girl also has an older brother, and beside her older brother is a grandfather.

Just now his grandfather had gone to get one. When the child went to get one, the officials said that the child was not counted, so he couldn't get it.

And the child's grandfather, who was patriarchal, gave the buns to the boy.

When the boy saw the meat bun, how could he give it to his sister?

After only two or three mouthfuls, I ate everything.

I am not willing to leave after eating, and I look forward to other welfare deliveries here later.

Although the girl feels wronged, she seems to be used to it, and she is probably treated like this at home.

She could only watch others holding the meat buns, and silently swallowed.

Until the monk came over and stuffed the meat bun into her arms, she froze for a while, but didn't dare to reach out to take it.

Probably because I feel that I am not qualified or not worthy of eating.

The monk said: "You child, you obviously want to eat, but why don't you want it? Thanks to the monk, I received a lot of cold eyes from queuing up to get it. Now that I'm giving it to you, why don't you hurry up and take it?"

The girl was very shy, but she still didn't dare to answer.

On the contrary, her grandfather was active, and quickly smiled enthusiastically, "Erya, hurry up and take it. The master gave it to you, so you can take it. If you don't want to eat, you can give it to your brother."

Her younger brother nodded hurriedly, he still wanted to eat.

With Grandpa speaking, the girl caught the meat bun.

But as soon as she got it, her younger brother couldn't wait any longer, grabbed it directly, and devoured it.

The girl watched her younger brother snatch it away, and reached out to get it back.

But grandpa glared at her, and she had no choice but to retract her hand.

I was so wronged that tears rolled in my eyes.

Seeing this scene, the monk only sighed slightly.

He kindly gave alms, but it is not easy to take care of the things given away.

Besides, even if he forcibly takes the buns back for the girl right now, if the girl really eats the buns, I'm afraid her life will be hard after she goes back, right?
"Amitabha, what a pity, what a pity!"

Jiang Ling was seven or eight steps away at this time, when he saw this monk for the first time, he was quite surprised.

It also recognized the monk at a glance.

Isn't this monk the same guy he dragged to kill the God of the River back then?

The appearance of the monk does not look like a good person, and he is even wicked.Unexpectedly, under this disgusting skin, there is still a kind heart.

After walking a few steps, Jiang Ling suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Master, are you safe?"

The monk turned his head leisurely, and when he saw that the person behind him was Jiang Ling, he shuddered three times on the spot, and then said "Amitabha, the benefactor, you have identified the wrong person", and wanted to leave.

Jiang Ling smiled slightly, and drew a circle towards the ground with his fingers a little away.

Then I saw the monk leaving in a hurry, but he still couldn't get out of that circle.

"Why did Master run away when he saw me?"

The monk tried a few times, but he couldn't get out of that circle, and his face was even more ugly. He knew that he couldn't get out, so he had to give up, and turned around and said, "Why should the benefactor do this? After all, the monk didn't offend the benefactor."

"Oh? What about me? I won't let you take risks with me this time. What are you afraid of?"

Jiang Ling said.

The monk looked at it for a while, and seemed to confirm that he was not joking, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

It is said that when Jiang Ling dragged him to kill the River God, he took a big risk, not to mention that he lost a lot of morality in order to protect himself.

He didn't want to be dragged to be a coolie again after all the hard work and mortal cultivation.

After the monk relaxed, he suddenly realized that Jiang Ling's current supernatural powers, so brilliant, had made the ground a prison without making a sound, preventing him from getting out of this square inch.

He said: "I haven't seen you for two years, the benefactor is no longer what he used to be, I'm really happy to congratulate."

Jiang Ling also scrutinized him: "I haven't seen you for two years, I don't think Master is still standing still, what a pity."

The monk was speechless for a while, and he didn't slap people in the face when he slapped people. This was a bit heartbreaking.

Later, he saw Jiang Ling squatting down next to the little girl, he saw that the little girl was pretty, but she was too thin, and yellow wax appeared on her face, which was a symptom of malnutrition.If it goes on like this for a long time, let alone the growth, I am afraid that it will be difficult to survive in such an era.

Jiang Ling just flipped it over, and a meat bun appeared in his palm, and handed it to the girl.

Compared with the monk's gift, the little girl has no resistance to his gift.

It was probably because the monk's appearance was too unpleasant, and Jiang Ling was a kind official at first glance.

Or maybe the first one was snatched by her younger brother. With this lesson learned from the past, this time she took it in her hand and bit it.

When she felt the smell of meat buns, all kinds of grievances welled up in her heart again, and tears fell silently.

However, she just took a bite, and her brother came to snatch it again.

She didn't give it this time, she was really hungry.

When the younger brother saw that she didn't give it, he started crying.

When the grandpa saw this, he slapped the girl on the head and didn't speak, just staring at her.

Frightened by her grandpa's menace, the girl wiped away her tears, but could only choose to obey, so the bun was snatched away by her younger brother.