After the troublemakers left, Wang Long stared at Yuan Fang in disbelief.
After all, in this materialistic era, the monk's ability was somewhat unscientific.
However, in this era of information explosion, people were still very receptive to special things. At this moment, Wang Long had already regarded Yuan Fang as a hidden expert in reality.
"Monk, what kind of Kung Fu is that?" At this moment, Wang Long suddenly felt a little itchy.
"It's not Kung Fu. According to Master, it's a supernatural power!" Yuan Fang explained seriously.
"Supernatural power? Sigh, no matter what it is, can I practice it? "Wang Long asked eagerly.
"Almsgiver, Master and Senior Brothers have already studied this point. It's not possible!"
"Then how did you practice it?" Wang Long's eyes widened.
"I ate it!" Yuan Fang answered truthfully.
Wang Long was stunned on the spot. He couldn't help but think of the monk eating like a tornado.
"Well, benefactor, our fate has come to an end. Let's part ways here. I'm going to continue my cultivation." At this time, Yuan Fang smiled, turned around, and walked away.
Seeing this, Wang Long quickly called out to Yuan Fang.
"Monk, do you have a place to stay tonight? Why don't you stay at my place? "
"Benefactor, you're too polite. I don't need it. Master said that ascetic practice is to wander the world without a fixed residence. There are many days when the sky is my back and the earth is my bed. One night won't make a difference! "Yuan Fang said without looking back. Then, he gradually walked away from Wang Long and the others.
Looking at Yuan Fang's back, Wang Long was very surprised at this moment.
In fact, in the beginning, he had a very good impression of this monk. Not everyone was willing to stand up for injustice. However, when he was in the restaurant, he felt that the monk's image had collapsed. He actually stole the meat. He was simply a fake monk.
However, later on, he felt that this monk was indeed very capable.
When he said that he wanted to resolve the grudge, he just wanted to teach that person a lesson and a warning. He didn't really want to take revenge. Wang Long could see that.
After all, with the monk's ability, it was too easy for him to take revenge.
What Wang Long found most interesting was that the monk remained unfazed by honor or disgrace. Apart from the occasional black-bellied behavior, he did indeed have the demeanor of an expert.
However, since the monk was unwilling, he didn't force it. He waved his hand and left with his brothers.
…
It was already late at night, but the town was still brightly lit. Yuan Fang once again walked to the stone bridge that he had walked on before, then followed the stairs to the bottom of the stone bridge.
At the bottom of the dried-up river, there was a litter of puppies huddled together, hugging each other for warmth.
Yuan Fang's arrival alarmed them, and they immediately raised their heads and started howling.
Yuan Fang smiled faintly and stepped forward. With a wave of his sleeve, several pieces of flesh fell off.
Smelling the fragrance of the meat, these hungry puppies immediately pounced on the meat and began to fight for food.
Just like that, Yuan Fang looked at them until they finished eating. Only then did he mutter, "Oh, Amitabha. Buddha bless you." Then he turned around and left.
"If you do one good deed a day, you will have three thousand merits." Yuan Fang couldn't help but smile as he walked.
Although he could eat a lot, he never broke his commandments, even if he really wanted to eat.
Among the ten commandments of killing, stealing, lust, ignorance, drunkenness, greed, anger, infatuation, and infatuation, eating meat was closely related to killing. However, Yuan Fang's obsession with eating meat was too deep, and it was the only taboo that required him to restrain himself with all his might.
However, no matter how much he wanted to eat meat, Yuan Fang had never broken his commandments.
Although he had almost eaten meat once in his early years, his master had almost passed away that time. The reason was that he had fainted from exhaustion when he was beating him up, and he had only woken up after a whole day.
Since then, Yuan Fang was afraid that his master would beat him again, and his body wouldn't be able to withstand it. Therefore, he restrained himself and never touched meat again.
Although he was now in the outside world, Yuan Fang still restrained himself. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but it was out of respect for his master.
Just now, when Wang Long treated him to a meal, although he ordered a lot of meat, he didn't touch it at all. He just looked at it and took some with him to feed the puppies under the stone bridge.
The lights in the small town gradually went out, and the surroundings became dark. Except for the bright moonlight and the stars in the sky, the surroundings gradually fell into silence. Occasionally, dogs barked and wild cats hissed.
At this time, Yuan Fang randomly found a place and sat down cross-legged.
With the "Mako Golden Body", for Yuan Fang, the so-called heat and cold did not exist. It didn't matter where he slept. At most, he just wanted to comfort himself mentally.
Gradually, his thoughts became scattered, and the night passed without a word …
The next morning, the rising sun shone on his face, waking Yuan Fang up from his deep sleep.
When he opened his eyes, Yuan Fang's first thought was:
"I'm so hungry, I'm going to starve to death!"
"Master, it's really hard to cultivate. I'm going to starve to death. The temple should have started eating by now. I miss the food in the vegetarian hall!"
He hadn't felt this kind of hunger in a long time. As for the reason, Yuan Fang suspected that it was because he had eaten too little last night. It wasn't like the temple, where three meals a day were punctual and he was always full.
"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to beg for alms!" The famished Yuan Fang immediately got up, walked across the stone bridge, and walked towards the crowded area.
After taking a few steps, Yuan Fang suddenly stopped in his tracks. This was because he saw the familiar beggar again. He was holding a biscuit and eating it.
I really want to eat it!
After some thought, Yuan Fang couldn't help but take a few steps forward. "Patron …"
"Bald donkey, get lost! I'm not giving!" Realizing that it was the monk again, the beggar immediately glared and grabbed his biscuit tightly.
"Alright, Buddha bless you!" Yuan Fang decisively turned around and walked towards his next target.
The beggar: "…"
From Yuan Fang's point of view, begging for alms was also dependent on fate. Moreover, all living beings were equal, so his attitude was neither overbearing nor servile. Therefore, just like the day before, after several hours, he still hadn't received any food.
At this moment, Yuan Fang really felt that he was going to die.
Although he wanted to be strong, this huge threat didn't come from the outside, but from within. Even with the Mako Golden Body, he couldn't resist it. This was the punishment of hunger.
'I'm going to die …'
This thought emerged in Yuan Fang's mind.
Feeling that he was getting weaker and weaker, Yuan Fang couldn't help but find a corner, sit cross-legged, and began to meditate, trying to suppress his fluctuating emotions.
However, his mind couldn't help but think of the vegetarian dishes in the temple.
Golden-Rimmed cabbage, tofu with Chinese tofu, tofu with dried plum vegetables, eggplant with fried mushrooms …
Slurp!
The more he thought about it, the hungrier he became. At this moment, Yuan Fang felt that this ascetic practice was too terrifying. He couldn't imagine how his senior brothers survived it. Wouldn't they starve to death?
"Monk, what are you doing sitting here?" At this moment, a voice sounded in his ear. Yuan Fang immediately opened his eyes and found Wang Long standing in front of him.
"Patron, I'm begging for alms!" Yuan Fang raised his alms bowl with trembling hands.
Looking at the monk who looked very weak, Wang Long was stunned.
"You're hungry again?"
"Patron, I haven't had breakfast yet, of course I'm very hungry," Yuan Fang continued to speak weakly.
"Don't you monks often go days without eating when you're cultivating? You haven't had breakfast yet, why do you look like you're going to die? "Wang Long couldn't help but laugh.
"Patron, don't talk nonsense. How can a person go a day without eating?" Yuan Fang looked stunned.
"Alright, monk, I'll take you to eat breakfast. There's a breakfast shop next door that sells pretty good pork dumplings. I'll take you there to try them," Wang Long said with a smile.
"Patron, I don't eat meat!" Yuan Fang's eyes were filled with desire, but his voice was trembling as he refused.
"Monk, this is boring. You say you want to eat, so eat. You're going too far with this nonsense!" Hearing Yuan Fang's words again, Wang Long couldn't help but stare at him.
"Patron, give me some vegetarian food …" At this moment, Yuan Fang's eyes were filled with desire, but his words were still the same.
"Alright … Alright!" Wang Long nodded helplessly.
Wang Long walked with Yuan Fang for a while. During this time, Yuan Fang's swaying appearance made Wang Long dumbfounded. He couldn't understand why this invincible monk looked like he was having too much sex today. He couldn't even stand steadily.
When they arrived at the breakfast shop, Wang Long ordered some breakfast and then found a place to sit with Yuan Fang.
Wang Long couldn't help but remind him, "Monk, I know you can eat, so I ordered a lot. When the time comes, just eat as you like. Don't worry about me. By the way, I also ordered two sets of pork dumplings!"
"Benefactor, the Buddhist Lord blesses you!" Yuan Fang said gratefully.
Soon, breakfast was served one by one, and Yuan Fang also started his sweeping mode.
Although Wang Long had seen Yuan Fang act like a hungry ghost yesterday, he was still extremely shocked when he saw it again.
He really had the aura of a wind sweeping away the clouds and swallowing the mountains and rivers.
However, this time, Wang Long was surprised to find that the monk really didn't touch the meat breakfast he ordered.
After thinking about it, Wang Long thought that the monk was embarrassed. He silently pushed the dumplings forward and waited for the monk to eat.
However, what he didn't expect was that although the monk looked at the dumplings with a face full of desire, he didn't eat them.
Wang Long had no choice but to push the dumplings forward again.
"Patron, if you push it any further, you'll push it right in front of me!" Yuan Fang said with slight resentment.
"Ahem … You really don't want to eat!"
"I don't eat meat!" Yuan Fang immediately nodded.
Wang Long was speechless.
This breakfast took a full hour, and Wang Long was shocked by Yuan Fang's appetite. He felt that even an elephant couldn't eat as much as this monk.
When Yuan Fang was almost done eating, Wang Long finally spoke.
"Monk, you can eat so much. If you really rely on begging for alms to survive, you'll probably starve to death. Who can afford to support you? We're all doing business. If you eat once, everyone else's day's work will be in vain!"
After thinking about it, Wang Long couldn't help but say, "How about you work at my gym? I'll provide you with food and drinks every day, but there's no salary!" After thinking about it, Wang Long couldn't help but say. After all, the monk had done him a favor.
"A monk doesn't work!" When Yuan Fang heard this, he replied seriously. This was what his master had reminded him many times before he left.
Wang Long was speechless.
"You'll really starve to death if you don't work!
"Master said that even if I starve to death, I'm not allowed to work!"
At this moment, Wang Long suddenly felt very tired.
It would be fine if it were a normal ascetic monk. Begging for alms until a few steamed buns could last a day. However, with Yuan Fang's appetite, it was simply unrealistic for him to seek sponsored partnerships for free. He would probably eat until others went bankrupt.
Therefore, for other monks, ascetic cultivation was just at the normal difficulty level. For a "gluttonous" like Yuan Fang, ascetic cultivation was definitely at the hellish difficulty level.
This was because his begging was not called begging. It was robbing food stores.
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