Sign In To Shaolin Abbot

Chapter 11

Feeling the people around him, the old man turned around and saw Xuan Xin, who was extraordinary and compassionate, immediately full of surprise.

I quickly got up and asked: "Master, what can I do with the old man?"

Wearing a gorgeous Buddhist Monk Robe, holding the noble Nine Ringed Monk Staff, holding Purple- Xuan Xin of Gold Alms Bowl, opened the mouth and said: "Senior, I am Shaolin Temple abbot, and my name is Xuan Xin."

"Go down the mountain today for alms, and ask for your alms."

Xuan Xin at this moment means Buddha's radiance in Sea of Consciousness.

I saw Xuan Xin tone barely fell, the short street vendor selling cooking cakes, and the boss selling Yangchun noodles, all stared wide-eyed.

Look at Xuan Xin with incredible eyes.

They didn't expect, Xuan Xin walked over, unexpectedly looking for this damned old man to give alms.

Even Xuan Yuan behind Xuan Xin watched this scene in disbelief.

Pedestrians of to-and-fro noticed this scene, and they all stopped to watch and cast curious eyes.

"You let me give you a favor?"

The seriously ill old man looked at the sacred Xuan Xin, his eyes were filled with doubts and surprises.

Can't believe my ears.

"Master, the old man is dying."

"No one cares about me, how can I give you anything?"

The old man’s eyes were full of sincerity, and he couldn’t help crying all the time, saying: "I just want to give, and there is nothing to give."

"My house , My fields, my food, all my things are given to those in need."

"I'm going to die soon, there is nothing left. If I still have something, then I will give it to you for sure."

"But...what should I do? I don't have anything to give to you. What I have now is what others don't want..."

The old man looked sad, looked around all around, looked and looked again, helplessly said: "I only have this bowl of sour and smelly rice soup, alas..."

"You are a monk, I'm so sorry. , I really can't help you..."

Because there is nothing to donate to such an accomplished Divine Monk like Xuan Xin.

The old man looked ashamed, but Xuan Xin was moved by the sincerity and kindness he showed.

"Donor, I hope you can give me this bowl of rice soup."

Xuan Xin looked at the rice soup in a small broken bowl with a sincere expression and said.

Xuan Xin at this time means the Buddha's radiance in Sea of Consciousness.

There is a sudden enlightenment.

As soon as Xuan Xin finished saying this, the pedestrians onlookers exploded...

"This monk, is he crazy?"

" You go down the mountain to alms, and I will give you cooking cakes for free. As a result, don’t you ask for a bowl of rotten and smelly rice soup for cooking cakes?"

The short man who sells cooking cakes can’t help but is Said angrily.

He sells cooking biscuits, and he doesn't make much money a day, and he just barely makes ends meet.

Out of respect for Xuan Xin, I will give you the cooking cakes for free.

Didn't expect, you don’t appreciate it, buy it and ask a damned old man to drink the sour and smelly rice soup.

"Yes, I was kind enough to give him a bowl of plain noodles, but he didn't take care of it. He turned around and ran to the damned old man for a bowl of rice soup."

"Who does this monk look down on?"

The boss who sells Yangchun noodles thinks that Xuan Xin looks down on him.

If you don’t eat cooking cakes for you, if you don’t eat noodles for you, you have to come and find a damned old man for a bowl of sour and smelly rice soup?

You are simply impossible to tell good from bad.

"This monk, is he insane?"

"That is, when I look at his temperament, I thought it was some kind of monk."

" Haha, he wants this damned old man to give him sour and smelly rice soup?"

"Is my brain broken? Isn't the monk afraid of this damned old man infecting him?"

"The monk of Shaoshi Mountain Shaolin Temple, that is a small mountain temple, is this monk worthy of being called a high monk?"

"This monk is sick, this old man is infected People who are suffering from sickness are already dying, so I ran over to ask someone for a bowl of rice soup to drink?"

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The pedestrians who stopped and watched on the street were all discussing spiritedly and even snort disdainfully.

Speaking of contempt or disdain.

I can’t understand what Xuan Xin did.

Not only pedestrians cannot understand, but Xuan Yuan on the side is dumbfounded.

He didn't even think about it, what is abbot Little Junior Brother doing?

"abbot, there are many big families in the town, we don’t need to be here for alms..."

Facing the street, more and more people pointing fingers, Xuan Yuan Ren Ren Can't help but feel extremely anxious inside.

There are a lot of wealthy merchants in this town, and there are even a lot of big dogs. From Xuan Yuan's point of view, it depends on Xuan Xin's temperament and tolerance.

There is also profound Buddhism.

Add this outfit, even if Shaolin Temple is just a small mountain temple.

It's easy to find a big dog family and beg some money.

Why come and find a dying old man to drink the sour and smelly rice soup?

In the face of people’s pointing fingers, all kinds of criticism.

Showing disdain or contempt.

Xuan Xin puts his hands together without being affected, meaning that Buddha's radiance in Sea of Consciousness is pervasive, and a sincere smile is revealed on the beautiful face.

He really realized it.

What is the richest person in spirit?

What is blessing?

Xuan Xin looked at the old man and said sincerely: "Donor, I still hope that you can give me your rice soup."

The old man looked at with incredible eyes Xuan Xin asked: "Do you really want it?"

Xuan Xin is definitely nodded.

The stinky old man, who was covered with abscesses, trembled very hard to lift his small broken bowl.

Xuan Xin bowed and passed his noble Purple-Gold Alms Bowl over.

The old man poured the sour and smelly rice soup from the small broken bowl into Xuan Xin's Purple-Gold Alms Bowl.

Xuan Xin picked up the Purple-Gold Alms Bowl and slowly drank the sour and smelly rice soup...

The street was full of pedestrians, and you saw the beauty The beautiful Divine Monk’s Xuan Xin drank the rice soup, and everyone’s eyes were even more disgusting and contemptuous...

Cover your mouth and nose and feel sick, how can you drink this kind of rice soup?

"abbot..."

Xuan Yuan behind him was stupid.

This Little Junior Brother abbot, he is the reincarnation of the Buddha, Shaolin’s hope is the living Buddha.

The first time I went down the mountain for alms, I found a seriously ill, full of foul-smelling Senior, and wanted a bowl of sour and foul-smelling rice soup?

And really drank it in public!

Why is this? Why do you want to do this? abbot Little Junior Brother What's wrong?

I don’t understand, I feel very confused, and he can’t understand what Xuan Xin did.

Seeing Xuan Xin drinking the sour and smelly rice soup is not only bursting into tears.

"master..."

Seeing that Xuan Xin really drank the rice soup, the old man looked at Xuan Xin in disbelief.

"Thank you for the donor!"

"This bowl of rice soup is your best thing and also your most precious thing."

"You are willing to give Give it to me, it shows that you have a heart to help others. You are the richest person in spirit."

"The Buddha will bless you, you are already a Daoist."

Xuan Xin realized it, and after speaking to the old man with a sincere expression, he turned around and handed the Purple-Gold Alms Bowl to Xuan Yuan.

Xuan Xin did not finish drinking the sour and smelly rice soup, but left a sip for Xuan Yuan.

"abbot..."

Xuan Yuan's mind is blank, and the whole person is already stupid there.

"Drink it."

Xuan Xin handed the Purple-Gold Alms Bowl to Xuan Yuan indifferently said.

"Huh?"

"abbot...this...this..."

I took the Purple-Gold Alms Bowl handed by Xuan Xin, Seeing that there is still some rice soup left in it.

Xuan Yuan looked confused not knowing what to do.

"Drink."

Xuan Xin just stared at Xuan Yuan in a daze.

In the Purple-Gold Alms Bowl, most of the rice soup has been drunk by Xuan Xin, and the rest is just a sip that's all.