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Chapter 150(2/2)

"From the north?"
The beggar nodded.
"Where is your hometown?"
"Gu Yuan Xiang."
When the shopkeeper heard this, he looked surprised.
"Guyuan Township is still hundreds of miles away from here."
The beggar smiled bitterly, "No matter how far it is, I will go back. I promised my friend that I would bring his remains back. I can never break my promise."
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper's expression changed.
"In this package of yours, are the remains of your friend?"
The beggar sighed solemnly.
"My friend and I went to the north to explore, but he became seriously ill. Before he died, he wanted me to bring his remains back to his hometown. He didn't want to bury them elsewhere."
"I was his only friend, so I came back with his remains."
"I ran out of money along the way and was robbed by bandits. Fortunately, the bandits didn't kill me and let me live."
"I had no choice but to beg all the way and managed to get here."
While talking, the beggar looked at his dark feet.
He smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Even my shoes are worn out. Fortunately, my calves and feet are fine, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to walk back."
The shopkeeper looked at the beggar with some admiration.
For nothing else.
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Just for a promise, I carried the remains of my friend all the way back to my hometown.
This persistence, this friendship.
That's enough to be praised.
"Come on, come on, come in and sit down, have some tea and something to eat, and have a good rest here."
The shopkeeper wanted the beggar to come in.
But the beggar shook his head and refused.
"I'm too dirty, so I won't come in. I'm very grateful if the shopkeeper can give me some food and drink."
No matter how much the shopkeeper tried to persuade him, the beggar just refused to come in.
Seeing his persistence, the shopkeeper had no choice but to ask the waiter to bring the food and a teapot.
The beggar drank a whole pot of tea and gave the few copper coins he had to the shopkeeper.
"When I return to my hometown and bury the remains of my best friend, I will definitely come back to thank the shopkeeper."
"Take care of yourself!"
The beggar left.
He was still leaning on a wooden stick and carrying his luggage.
Although he was limping, his steps were extremely firm.
This scene also fell into the eyes of Ye Qingyun and Mofo Boxun.
"What a nice person."
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but admire him.
Mofo Boxun’s expression was complicated.
I fell into huge confusion in my heart.
Could it be that I was really wrong?
Is this world much better than you imagined?
But why have I never seen these before?
Is it the hatred of Buddhism that blinds me?
Or is this all an illusion?
Is it an illusion created by the expert in front of me to deceive myself?
Is this world real or illusory?
"Brother Mofo, I have always wanted to ask you, why are you so resentful towards Buddhism?"
Ye Qingyun said tentatively.
Demon Buddha Bo Xun looked at Ye Qingyun.
"Because Buddhism has ruined everything for me."
Chapter completed!
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