When he walked into the cabin, he realized that the monk had boarded the plane earlier than him and was on the same flight as him. Coincidentally, their seats were also very close to each other. There was only an aisle between the two of them.
"Almsgiver, you are indeed fated with Buddha," the monk said with a smile.
"Even if I am fated with you, are you Buddha?" Wang Yao sat down with a smile.
"Yes!" the monk replied without hesitation.
"Oh!" Wang Yao was stunned. "Aren't you afraid of being scolded by Buddha?"
"Buddha said that all living beings are Buddhas," the monk said with a smile.
"You are eloquent," Wang Yao said.
"Almsgiver, you flatter me."
The plane was ready to take off. Wang Yao stopped talking to the monk and sat quietly in his seat.
With a whistling sound, the plane rose into the sky and soared into the clouds.
"Almsgiver, do you live in Haiqu?" the monk asked after the plane stabilized.
"Yes," Wang Yao replied.
"I am going to Fulai Temple. Are you interested in taking a look?"
"I have been there before. Not interested." Wang Yao had heard of this place but had never been there. It was not a famous place. However, his wishes in the temple were quite effective.
The monk smiled after hearing that.
"You seem to be very rich," Wang Yao said with a smile. "Do you get paid?"
"Yes."
"How much?"
"A little more than 10,000 a month," the monk said with a smile.
"Meditation, meditation, scripture recitation, more than 10,000 a month. How easy!" Wang Yao sighed.
"Money is just a worldly possession," the monk said.
"Why did you become a monk?"
"It was because of fate," the monk said.
"Fate?"
"Monk, you're so unrealistic. You're so confused and full of tricks," Wang Yao said with a smile.
After a moment of silence, the monk said, "I almost starved to death when I was fleeing. I was saved by a monk in a temple, so I became a monk."
"Then you were forced to become a monk. Is it good?"
"Of course it's good. After leaving the Boundless Secular World and jumping out of the sea of bitterness of the secular world, one's body will be free of worries," the monk said with a smile.
"Look at how skinny you are. You don't eat well, right?" The more they talked, the more Wang Yao felt that this monk was too good at fooling people. His words were full of sharp points, so he decided to talk nonsense with him.
"The vegetarian dishes in the temple are pretty good?"
"Can monks eat meat?"
"If your cultivation level is not high enough, you can't eat it," the monk said.
"Do monks drink wine?"
"If your cultivation is not high enough, you can't drink it."
"What a pity!" Wang Yao said with a smile.
"No meat makes one thin, no wine makes one angry."
"Monk, you're afraid you'll get addicted to it, right?" A middle-aged man who was listening to their conversation interrupted with a smile.
"Yes." This time, the monk agreed honestly.
"Don't Buddhists say that wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha's heart remains? It's okay to eat and drink a little, right?" Wang Yao said.
"If your cultivation level is high enough, of course it's okay. If your cultivation level is not high enough, you'll be easily attracted by those temptations, breaking your zen mind and damaging your cultivation."
"Have you ever been tempted by the secular world?"
"Yes, more than once."
Wang Yao smiled and stopped talking. The monk closed his eyes and twirled the prayer beads with both hands.
The conversation came to an abrupt end.
In just a few hours, the plane arrived at Haiqu City Airport and landed. Wang Yao did not tell anyone, so he wanted to go back alone. At the airport exit, there was a car waiting for the monk.
"Holy sh * t, since when can a monk get into a private car?!" The people at the side were dumbfounded.
"Benefactor, we'll meet again if fate allows," the monk said to Wang Yao.
"You're so rich!" Wang Yao said with a smile.
The old monk smiled and got into the car. The car left quickly.
Wang Yao went to the nearby bus station alone and took the bus home.
"Going out in first class and getting a car to pick me up after I get off the plane. Since when are monks so rich?" Wang Yao was puzzled.
The bus did not go very fast, especially when it passed through Haiqu City.
The bus was a bit old. The seat covers on the bus had not been changed for a long time. They were yellow.
At this time, there were not many people returning to Lianshan from Haiqu. More than half of the seats on the bus were empty.
Cough, cough, cough. Suddenly, there was a coughing sound in the car. It was an old man who was coughing so badly that he couldn't stop coughing. It was as if he was going to cough his lungs out.
The few people in the bus were attracted to the old man.
"He's very sick."
Just by listening to the cough, Wang Yao knew that the old man was sick. It was quite serious and needed treatment.
"Sir, are you okay?" The young man driving the bus was very warm-hearted. He hurriedly asked.
"I'm … I'm fine. Cough, cough, cough." He did not look fine.
"Sir, do you want to go to the hospital first?"
"No, you can go directly," the old man said.
The bus was about to leave Haiqu City.
Cough, cough, cough.
The old man coughed a few times and then vomited. The bus was full of the sour smell and the smell of blood.
What he vomited was not only the undigested food in his stomach but also blood, sticky blood.
Squeak. The driver stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel. The bus turned around and drove toward the city.
"Hey, where are you going?" someone in the bus immediately asked.
"Nonsense. Of course, I'm going to the hospital," the young man driving the bus said loudly.
"I'm in a hurry to go home!"
"Then jump out of the bus," the young driver said.
Haha. Wang Yao laughed.
He was actually a warm-hearted and bad-tempered person.
The bus was driving very fast. It was relatively troublesome for a large bus to pass through the city. Unexpectedly, the young man's driving skills were quite good. He was like a big loach in the traffic.
The bus arrived at the nearest Haiqu People's Hospital at the fastest speed. The old man in the bus couldn't stand it anymore. He collapsed on the chair. The bus drove directly into the hospital, which was a relatively rare thing.
The response of the city hospital was very fast. The emergency doctor quickly received the old man. This was much better than the hospital in the county.
The efficiency was high and the attitude was good.
"No wonder people who are rich are willing to go to a higher-level hospital to see a doctor."
The young driver had no idea how much trouble he had caused himself just now. He was happily smoking his cigarette.
"Aren't you afraid of being scammed?"
"Scammed? There are cameras in the bus," the young man said indifferently.
After this matter was solved, the group got back on the bus and began their journey to Lianshan County.
Wang Yao was very curious. Where did this young man's courage come from? It should be known that in today's society, when people fell on the street, no one rushed to help. This young man's behavior was simply rare. If this situation had happened to Wang Yao, perhaps he wouldn't have been so straightforward.
"After experiencing so much, some things become hesitant."
Sitting in the bus, Wang Yao listened to the driver humming some songs that he didn't understand. Wang Yao smiled.
This young man was happy and straightforward.
"The patient's condition is not stable!"
"Do a CT scan immediately, focus on the lungs."
At this time, the emergency room of the city hospital was busy. The patient they had just received suddenly deteriorated.
"I hope the old man will be fine."
Wang Yao looked at the low houses on both sides of the window of the bus.
About an hour and a half later, the bus arrived at Lianshan County. Wang Yao took a taxi back to the mountain village. When he arrived home, it was already evening. His parents had already had dinner.
Seeing her son come back, Zhang Xiuying was surprised. "Yao, why didn't you tell me you were coming back? Have you eaten?"
"No."
"Then I'll cook right away. What do you want to eat?"
"Anything, just some noodles will be fine."
"Okay, wait a moment." Zhang Xiuying hurriedly prepared dinner for herself.
Wang Yao poured a glass of water for himself and chatted with his father for a while. To be precise, he asked one question after another.
"Did everything go well?"
"It went well."
"Has he been cured?"
"No, he's very sick. He needs a period of treatment," Wang Yao said.
"Will you go out during this time?"
"I won't be going out anytime soon."
Recently, Wang Yao did go out a lot of times. He was a person who was attached to his family and didn't want to move around.
"Hmm." Wang Fenghua nodded after listening.
As parents, who didn't want their children to be by their side?
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