796, Yuan (2/2)

Inside the dilapidated stone house.

The farmer stretched his head and watched the Buddha walk out of his garden. He got up from the ground and sat around the stained low table with his wife, son and daughter-in-law. His wife picked up the oil lamp on the table with her fingers. The wick inside was pinched out.

The stone house suddenly fell into darkness.

"You have to use the light sparingly." In the darkness, my mother's slightly tired voice sounded.

She groped on the square table, picked up the pot of tea, and poured it into the tsampa bowl.

The father picked up the tsampa bowl, mixed the tsampa in the bowl with the tea, and kneaded it into a ball.

The peasant woman picked up the highland barley cake that the Buddha had tasted, and handed it to her daughter-in-law beside her: "Dolma, eat it. This is the meal that the Buddha has eaten, and it can bring blessings to our family."

You will definitely be able to give birth to a fat child for my family. "

Dolma thanked the peasant woman softly, picked up the highland barley cake on the wooden plate, and ate a few small bites. She turned to look at her husband, whose Adam's apple was twitching next to her, then divided the highland barley cake into two halves, and handed the larger piece to own husband.

"You eat, you eat."

The husband firmly refused.

The farmer divided the tsampa into four parts, leaving the largest part for Dolma.

The larger portion was handed to his son.

The young man took the tsampa from his father, gestured to his wife, and said with a smile: "I eat tsampa, I eat tsampa."

The family gathered around the table, eating their breakfast in small bites, very delicately and greedily in the dark.

"Thanks to Lord Buddha——

We only have one meal to eat at noon every day.

I was able to eat breakfast and dinner today. A smile appeared on the peasant woman's face. She suddenly felt a little itchy in her throat, so she coughed twice, and then said, "Buddha has sent blessings to our home."

It won't be long before we can live a good life...

Cough cough cough!

Dolma brings a strong grandson to our family - ahem!

In the future, our family - cough, cough, cough - can cultivate more fields, and we can occasionally eat two meals a day - cough, cough, cough..."

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?

You drink some water..." The young man quickly poured a bowl of bitter tea to his mother.

He just handed the tea to his mother when his pregnant wife coughed again.

My father also coughed.

Finally, his throat tightened and he coughed violently.

In the stone house, the coughing became more and more intense.

None of the family said anything at this time.

Everyone's heart is filled with deep fear.

——In this day and age, an accidental wind and cold is enough to take away a person’s life!

Originally, they were filled with infinite longing for the future because of Lord Buddha's visit to their humble abode. They were living in a hidden and remote area, and became only a very small number of 'yeoman farmers' here. Because in recent years, their years have been pretty good, and they have grown up every year. The harvested food was still enough to maintain food and clothing. The family built the simple stone house they have now. Their son married the most beautiful woman in the area. Their future should have been infinitely brighter, especially today. Buddha stayed at his home to have breakfast - - Buddha will definitely bring blessings to your family!

However, the four members of their family were all infected with the cold at that moment!

Is this also the blessing brought by Buddha?

Did that Buddha bring blessing or disaster?

The same question lingered in the minds of the family, and their coughing never stopped.

Amidst such violent coughing, all four of them felt bursts of dull pain in their chests. The mother covered her mouth, her shoulders trembled violently, and some warm liquid burst out from her mouth and splashed on the ground. In her palm.

She spread her palms and leaned slightly closer to the light coming from outside the house.

Under the dim light,

The black and red blood on her palms was clearly reflected!

"Blood!"

The peasant woman was stunned. Before she could react, her son saw the blood on her palm and suddenly screamed.

Following his son's shouts, there was still a series of violent coughs.

The farmer straightened his neck and clawed at his throat with both hands, and wheezing and coughing sounds came from his mouth like a broken bellows.

"Ha---"

"Ha-ah-cough cough cough cough!"

"cough!"

"Ha - I can't - I can't -"

The farmer's face turned red, and he fell on his back, still scratching his neck with his hands. The skin on his neck had been scratched by his nails and became dripping with blood!

His mind gradually went blank, and his legs moved weakly on the ground.

The peasant woman coughed and shed tears.

She no longer had the strength to lift her husband up and give him comfort.

The atmosphere of sadness, weakness, and fear lingered in this simple stone house. Everyone coughed and breathed as hard as they could, until breathing smoothly became their luxury hope——

The morning light is faint.

The brilliant light of flowing liquid gold broke through the gloomy black clouds.

The black clouds that pressed the sky so low that they were about to touch the earth dispersed.

A white horse galloped down the muddy path in the distance.

The shining white horse was patted on the neck by a tall man wearing a muddy armor. The horse slowed down and stopped outside the fenced yard that surrounded the dilapidated stone house.

The man wore a leather jacket, and only a pair of black and white eyes were exposed from the visor.

He kicked open the fence gate that was tightly closed by the Jinglian Monk, and ran into the stone house. He saw four people lying on the ground, coughing with blood all over their mouths, and they had exhaled a lot of air and had a little inhaled air. .

"Dragon cough."

Seeing the subtle charm lingering around the four people, the man's eyes were calm.

A pair of dark arms grew out from behind its shoulders. The arms, each with ten fingers, reached into the shadows and lifted out a huge dark rod from the shadows.

The man held the eight-foot-long club bone, and all the faint and strange charm floating around gathered towards the pitch-black club bone in his hand.

The breathing of the four people who fell on the ground gradually became smoother.

The coughing gradually subsided.

They were so weak that they fell to the ground and were unable to get up.

The man covered in mud turned around and walked out of the stone house. The footsteps outside the stone house sounded from time to time and never disappeared.

The peasant woman who had regained some strength got up from the ground, and the young man helped his father and his wife. The four of them listened to the noise outside the door, supported each other, and walked slowly to the door.

I saw a low shed leaning against the side of the stone house.

The man in muddy armor was sitting next to his stove. On the stove, there was a large iron pot that he didn't own. The iron pot was huge, and meat and bones were stewed in it. The broth was black and red.

The broth is boiling.

Waves of medicinal aroma mixed with the aroma of meat entered the nostrils of the family. Just the waves of aroma made their originally painful chests gradually feel comfortable.

The man in armor noticed the eyes of the family in the stone house directed at him.

He stood up.

The armor leaves on the body collided, making a clattering sound.

The sound frightened the family to immediately shrink their heads and huddle in the stone house, not daring to make any movement.

outside the house,

The soldier's voice came: "Drink the soup first, then eat the meat."

"Someone will come over smelling the smell of meat."

"If anyone asks you for meat or soup, you must give it to them."

"After drinking the soup, the dragon cough disease attached to the lungs will be washed away. After eating the meat, the lost qi and blood can be restored."

"gone."

The sound sounded for a while and then suddenly died down.

The footsteps outside the house gradually faded away.

As the farmer listened to the footsteps gradually becoming inaudible, an impulse suddenly surged in his heart - he looked out the door and saw that the muddy 'soldier' ​​had already turned over and mounted the white horse outside the fence. The luminous horse raised its hooves and galloped towards the rising sun!

"What do we call you?

How can we thank you? ! "

The farmer's son suddenly ran out of the house and out of the fenced yard, waving vigorously to the knight on the horse and shouting loudly.

"How do I call you?"

"How can I thank you?!"

The farmer and his family ran out of the house and shouted to the knight who was walking away.

But the soldiers on horseback never looked back.

Still no response.

The farmer's family knelt down outside the fenced yard, kowtowing to the rising sun - they saw the muddy soldiers riding white horses toward the east, as if they were running into the sun.

The rays of the sun tore through the dark clouds, forming a white-gold corona around it.

"round!"

The farmer's son pointed at the round wheel outside the sun and suddenly shouted.

"Yuan!"

The others shouted together.

They returned to their yard and, in accordance with the will of their god called Yuan, first drank a bowl of broth from a large pot, and then each ate a piece of meat.

The family's strength seemed to have greatly increased because of this bowl of meat and soup. They moved the big pot outside the fenced yard, and the farmers from the surrounding area gathered together.

Jinglian traveled all the way and entered Luozhe. Wherever he passed, dragon cough and plague prevailed.

People in many areas feared the power of this Indian monk, so they created statues of him and enshrined them in temples and homes, praying that his piety would prevent them from contracting the dragon cough plague.

There are also people in some areas who have recovered from the dragon cough plague silently.

They turned to spread word of mouth about a god named ‘Yuan’.

Yuan is the beginning of everything and the origin of everything in the world.

The god named "Yuan" - Su Wu, whose armor was covered with mud, drove his horse galloping all the way, and overlapped with Jinglian's path several times. Every time he went to the road that Jinglian had traveled, he would definitely be able to Seeing those patients suffering from dragon's cough.

Jinglian swallowed four beast dragon Duben wizards, and all the 'sacrifice' of the four Duben wizards were used by him.

He spread the Dragon Cough Plague everywhere to enhance the power of the sacrifice.

At the same time, this method is used to quickly make the people in the secret area fear him. At a certain time, as long as he changes his appearance and appears as a rescuer and averts sins, all the mistakes he has made in the past can be wiped out in the eyes of the people.

As a result, I will become an existence like a saint or a Buddha in the eyes of all sentient beings!