The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

The winner was the abbot of the Seventh Monastery. He grinned, genuinely happy and proud.

The other two abbots were fuming and looking very unhappy.

soon.

The door was pushed open.

The abbot of Qizong Temple walked out holding a baby, with a beaming face.

"The appearance of a saint!"

"It really is the appearance of a saint!"

The people who had been gathering in South Street for a long time and were reluctant to leave finally saw the face of the saint and immediately knelt down devoutly.

Want to get some of the saint's joy.

Li Changxiao saw it.

The saintly appearance these people talk about is nothing more than a congenital disability.

Li Changxiao sighed and suddenly thought of Liu Qingxi. What would this man who had longed for the Buddhist City feel at this moment?

Liu Qingxi squeezed into the crowd, leaned forward, and with the advantage of his tall stature, he fought his way through the crowd of fanatical believers and finally saw the so-called future "saint" up close.

Then, his eyes became dull and he shook his head in disbelief, forcing himself to look again, trying to see if this "saint" possessed any qualities that ordinary people did not have.

Soon, he fell into despair. This saint who was admired by thousands of people was just a baby with congenital disabilities.

"sugar…"

"you……"

"Eat sweets."

At this moment, a voice sounded in Li Changxiao's ears, and then someone pulled his sleeve.

He followed the sound.

It's a woman.

He was not very old, probably in his early twenties. Although his clothes were dirty and his hair was messy, he did not look ugly.

After the abbot of the Qizong Temple took away the "saint", the monks in the same temple also wanted to take away the foolish woman who gave birth to the saint.

The woman was confused and had no idea what was going on.

Just as I passed by Li Changxiao, I caught a glimpse of his strange attire. The black and white mask on his face was particularly eye-catching. It was something new and something I had never seen before.

Perhaps it was the mentality that was stagnant in childhood at work, or perhaps it was because I felt close to him, as he was the only one who had never bullied me.

She stopped, took out a piece of candy that was almost melted from her pocket, and handed it over.

"Eat candy..." The foolish woman cupped her hands, blinked her eyes, and looked at the mask curiously.

Li Changxiao was stunned and reached out to take the candy.

at this time.

The monk next to her frowned and impatiently dragged her away.

The candy fell to the ground with a plop, and someone stepped on it hard.

"Sugar... wuwuwu... sugar." The foolish woman burst into tears when she saw her beloved candy being wasted like this.

The monk who was pulling her thought she was being noisy and scolded her impatiently.

She was so frightened that she dared not utter a word, but she could not stop thinking about the candy and kept looking back.

Li Changxiao squatted down, picked up the candy that was stepped on, and smiled at the foolish woman.

The foolish woman also laughed twice, then without looking back, followed the monk from Qizong Temple to the temple.

Although she didn't know why she went to the temple.

……

Li Changxiao gently brushed off the dirt on the candy and asked the fourth monk, "What will happen to her?"

The fourth monk said, "The saint has no relatives. Although he was born to that woman, he is not her son."

The fourth monk lowered his head, "I don't know what she will do."

Li Changxiao looked at the candy in his hand with a twinkling eye.

"Alas..." Li Changxiao sighed, "You just don't want to say it."

Although I don't want to be sad.

But today, Li Changxiao really had another worry.

At the same time, I feel fortunate.

Lived half a life.

Ren can feel compassion.

"I'll go and ask them what kind of Buddhism they believe in and what kind of Dharma they practice." Li Changxiao said in a low voice and stuffed the candy into his pocket.

……

The crowd dispersed.

Liu Qingxi knelt on the ground.

driven to distraction.

Li Changxiao patted his shoulder and told him not to be sad. The world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders. Just come and see it, as long as you have a clear conscience.

Liu Qingxi remained unmoved and returned to Kongwo Temple like a walking corpse.

But Zhang the swordsman always grinned with his big teeth.

Li Changxiao asked him to do a task.

Give him a few taels of silver and let him stay overnight at Qizong Temple. While helping to explore the Qizong Temple, he should also keep an eye on that foolish woman.

Zhang Dao Ke agreed. He knew what Li Chang Xiao was thinking and said, "Master Su, I know you have compassion in your heart. This is a good thing. I like this about you. You are different from everyone I have met..."

"Uh, by the way, this is not flattery."

"But, can you really save this foolish woman?"

"Saved in every sense of the word."

Zhang Daoke's eyes were deep. Although he was usually careless, he looked at things much more thoroughly than Liu Qingxi, who was fond of Buddhism.

Li Changxiao sighed and looked up at the sky. It was getting dark. Another day had passed.

He said, "If it's just about saving them, it's easy."

He did not say the rest of the words.

It was easy to rescue them from the Seventh Sect Temple, and he could even kill them with just a sword.

However, what happened next?

Even if the foolish woman's headache is cured, will she be able to live a better life? I'm afraid she will suffer more than now.

It seemed that whether she was saved or not, the foolish woman would not have a good ending.

If that’s the case, why bother saving him?

Because of mercy.

Just pity.

He had more worries, and he didn't know where the worries came from. It seemed that he had brought it upon himself.

But then again, he was more afraid that one day in the future, even this compassion would be lost.

“We don’t seek perfection in everything. It’s best to have a clear conscience. Then you won’t feel guilty when you think about it in the future.” Li Changxiao said.

……

Seven Temples.

Today the temple finally had a saint, and the abbot couldn't stop smiling all the way.

"Hehe, the saint is in my Qizong Temple, we are waiting to add another incense offering!"

"Good."

The abbot did not try to hide his smile.

He turned to look at a monk and sternly warned him, "Please keep an eye on this future saint. Don't let him die!"

"Also, as long as he can open his mouth to chant scriptures and beat the wooden fish, there is no need to teach him the rest. What's the point of learning those messy things?"

"Yes... yes." The monk nodded repeatedly.

“Hahaha.” The abbot laughed. “I’m in a good mood today, so let’s eat something delicious. I heard that a disciple encountered a deer in the mountains yesterday?”

"Yes." The monk nodded.

"Can we kill it?" The abbot licked his lips.

"Let...let it run away." replied the monk.

Upon hearing this, the abbot became furious and kicked him.

"Damn it, ran away?"

The abbot thought of something and became even angrier. "Damn it, if there wasn't something wrong with your food yesterday, causing me to have a stomachache and diarrhea, and I couldn't hold it back, would I have lost the debate yesterday?"

"I'll outlast them!"