Stunning beauty

Chapter 884 Borrowing Food

"Master, give me a stutter."

The Northern Territory of Great Merchants.

Thousands of miles away from war, refugees migrated, met Sanzang and others on the road, an old man with a child stopped and said pleadingly.

When Sanzang saw the emaciated old man in front of him and the emaciated child behind him, he couldn't bear it, turned around to look at the people behind him, and asked, "How much dry food do we have?"

"That's all."

The middle-aged man took out what little dry food was left, handed it over, and said.

Sanzang took the dry food, handed it to the old man in front of him, and said, "Old man, take it."

"Thank you Master, thank you Master."

Seeing this, the old man showed excitement, and hurriedly bowed in salute.

"Buddha."

After the old man left, the middle-aged man looked at the son of Buddha in front of him, and couldn't help asking, "The son of Buddha gave them all the dry food, what should we do? There is no place for alms around here."

"Isn't the barracks of the Eighth Ministry of Mobei ahead?" Sanzang said calmly.

"The military camp will not let us get close." The middle-aged man said seriously.

"Then borrow some food first." Sanzang said lightly.

"Borrow food?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback when he heard the words, and asked in confusion, "We can't even get close to the barracks, so how can we borrow food?"

"How can a living person be starved to death, let's go."

Sanzang said something, and continued to walk forward.

Behind, the twelve believers looked at each other in blank dismay, quickly recovered their senses, and followed quickly.

What does the Buddha's words mean?

Half an hour later, in front of the barracks of the army on the Mobei West Road.

Sanzang and others came to ask for food.

However, the ending is already obvious, how can Sanzang and other idlers get close to the important military camp.

The patrolling Mobei soldiers directly rejected the request of Sanzang and others, and drove them all away.

Some people in Mobei believe in Changshengtian, and they don't have a good impression of Buddhism.

"Buddha, what should we do now?"

After everyone left the barracks, a Buddhist asked.

"You wait here."

Sanzang stopped and said, "Little monk to borrow food?"

"borrow?"

The middle-aged man asked puzzled, "Where are you going?"

"There is only food in the camp of the Mobei army in the vicinity, so of course I will borrow it from them."

Sanzang responded casually, then turned around and went back the same way.

The middle-aged man came to his senses with a look of shock on his face, Buddha, are you going to break into the Mobei barracks?

On the wasteland.

Sanzang walked by with a step, with a demonic aura inside, and the Buddha's clothes were not stained with dust.

The son of Buddhism and Buddha with perfect Buddha nature, his face is like a child, and when he is not showing any evil spirit, he does look harmless to humans and animals.

However, people change.

The same goes for Sanzang.

For three years in the world, Sanzang has experienced too much and seen too much. Regarding worldly affairs, no matter good or evil, he only believes in his own judgment.

Borrowing food is a last resort. I believe that the Buddha will not blame him.

In the sky, the sun is setting.

Inside and outside the Mobei camp, patrolling soldiers came and went, and the guard was very tight.

before camp.

Sanzang stepped forward, his speed getting faster and faster.

Before the patrolling soldiers could stop him, Sanzang had already broken into the barracks.

"Assassins, there are assassins!"

Inside the camp, the patrolling soldiers saw someone breaking into the camp, and rushed up while shouting warnings.

It's just, how can ordinary Mobei soldiers stop the Buddha who has entered the five realms.

With the addition of swords and soldiers, the Buddha's light flourished, and all the soldiers were blown away.

Sanzang's moves are only for repelling the enemy, not for hurting others, so when he makes a move, he collects [-]% of his true energy.

"Majesty, there are assassins."

In the big camp, a general of the Helan nationality came quickly and reminded him urgently.

Inside the handsome account.

Maharaja Helan stepped out, looked at the situation outside, and asked, "Who is it?"

"A monk."

The general of the Helan tribe responded truthfully.

"A monk?"

Lord Helan narrowed his eyes slightly, how dare a monk break into the Mobei Camp alone?

so why?

"Bodhi three times, the mirror is not a stand!"

In the bustling Mobei camp, the golden Buddha's light flourished. Under the siege of a dozen military masters, the mirror manifested, rebounded the attack of the crowd, and sent all the dozens of military masters flying.

The Buddha who has entered the five realms is so powerful, and how can ordinary military masters be able to block it.

Among the world's four great arrogances, only the Buddha has entered the five realms, one step ahead of everyone else.

Talent and strength are evident.

Not to mention the general military masters, even the great practitioners of the five realms may not be able to stop them.

"Fire arrows!"

Unable to attack for a long time, the archers of Mobei soldiers quickly assembled, and all arrows were fired at the incoming enemy.

"Amitabha."

Seeing this, Sanzang recited a Buddha's name, stepped on his feet, and his figure flew out, rushing towards the most luxurious-looking tent.

Brother Li said that the ration reserves of Mobei soldiers are different from those of the big merchant army. They are good at making their own rations. Under normal circumstances, the rations of Mobei soldiers will be carried with them, which is easy to store and is very suitable for wartime use.

Let's borrow something first and then talk about it.

Sanzang rushed into the tent, saw the dried meat and cheese in the tent, without thinking about it, he directly swept them all away with the Buddhist robes on his body.

The owner of this tent seems to be a high-ranking official, so it should be fine to get more.

"Stab!"

From behind, arrows shot into the tent, and Sanzang's body rose with golden light, blocking the sharp arrows.

After snatching a tent, Sanzang continued to plunder the next tent without stopping.

There are so many of them, this is not necessarily enough to eat.

soon.

Sanzang broke into another tent, not taking gold, silver, or rare treasures, but only as an excuse for rations.

Anyone who blocked them was either ignored or brought down, and the entire Mobei camp was in a mess for a while, and people were turned on their backs.

However, the chaos returned to chaos, but there were no casualties.

There are only a few important places in the army, especially around the two majesties, where most of the experts are concentrated, and they dare not leave easily until they understand the situation.

Mistakes made it easier for Sanzang to borrow food.

About a quarter of an hour later, Sanzang borrowed enough rations and left freely.

In the camp, the Mobei soldiers looked at the Buddha who came and went without a trace, and looked at each other with puzzled eyes.

What is this monk doing here?

"Check it out, what's missing?" Maharaja Helan asked, reminding.

"Yes!"

All the soldiers were ordered to check the damage.

Soon.

A general came over and said in a concentrated voice, "My lord, I only lost some rations, and nothing else was lost."

"Rations?"

Maharaja Helan frowned, looking suspicious.

Breaking in with such fanfare, just to grab some rations?

be sick.

At this moment, even the maharaja of the Helan tribe, who is famous for his wisdom, has some brains that are not enough.

At the same time, more than ten miles to the east of the Mobei camp, twelve believers stood there anxiously waiting.

Half an hour later, Sanzang walked over, holding a package made of Buddhist robes in his hand.

"Buddha."

The middle-aged man stepped forward and asked with concern, "Aren't you injured?"

"No."

Sanzang smiled and said, "It's just borrowing some rations, not to fight."

After finishing speaking, Sanzang handed over the package and said, "Share one share."

The middle-aged man took the package, opened it, and was stunned when he saw the dried meat and cheese inside.

Are they all meat?

"Buddha."

The middle-aged man came back to his senses, why, "Don't we need to be vegetarian?"

"Amitabha, at this very moment, you don't have to stick to these rules. As the saying goes, when wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha sits in the heart. The Buddha is in the heart, not in the rules."

Looking at the 12 people in front of him, Sanzang said with a gentle expression, "It's better to eat some meat than to starve to death. Eat first, and when you are full, you will have the strength to continue helping those refugees."

Amitabha.

These words were taught by you to the monk.

If the Buddha blames the blame, blame, you bear it!