Chapter 202

Only after Lu Xuan left did the monk pick up the steamed bun that Lu Xuan had begged for.

He took a bite and muttered to himself:

"You unpredictable thing, how did you get entangled with me? I can't figure it out, and I don't know who's behind it."

The monk took another big bite of the steamed bun.

"Considering the vegetarian meal you've provided, if I could actually get some wine and meat, I might teach you some skills, which would be a good deed. However..."

The monk gave a strange smile and swallowed the last bite of his steamed bun, "The process is arduous; I just don't know if you can endure it."

After leaving the dilapidated temple, Lu Xuan went straight to the roast goose stall where the monk had been beaten.

No matter what, he had to find a way to get a piece of flesh for Buddha, even if it meant being beaten to death; he couldn't hesitate.

Because this could very well be a test from the other party. Either you'll bet right and soar to great heights, or you'll be killed on the spot.

In any case, once the three-month period is over, I will be wiped out by the Paradise anyway.

After all, he couldn't get Sun Wukong's hair by himself; Chen Xuanzang was the key.

"Benefactor, could you spare a piece of meat for this humble monk?"

Lu Xuan said with a peaceful smile.

But all he got in return was a slap from the older woman.

Snap

That really hurts!

Lu Xuan felt like his teeth were about to shatter, and his face was numb.

Sure enough, I'm just a weakling in this world; anyone could easily beat me to a pulp.

The middle-aged woman yelled, "Get out!"

Lu Xuan's mouth was numb, and he could barely speak, "Death Master, everyone has face!"

Snap

"What do you mean 'die'? You bald bastard, how dare you curse me? I'll beat you to death!"

Hey~ I'll hit you!

He punched Lu Xuan in the stomach.

My intestines are about to burst.

Ouch! It hurts so much! It really hurts!

Although I know I'm weak, this is way too weak. After one punch, Lu Xuan felt like his intestines and internal organs were about to be knocked out.

Cough cough!

Lu Xuan coughed up several mouthfuls of blood; if nothing unexpected happened, his internal organs were likely injured.

However, the other party did not stop beating Lu Xuan.

"You fake monk, daring to come here and scam food and drink for free, I'll beat you to death... You fake monk, everyone knows monks don't eat meat, you swindler, you've come all this way to my place, I'll beat you to death!"

"Kill him..."

"Kill him!"

"I'll beat you to death, you liar..."

As the older woman continued her tirade, more and more people joined in beating Lu Xuan.

The opportunity was rare, and passersby all kicked the car a few times to have some fun.

In just a short while, Lu Xuan was beaten beyond recognition, lying on the ground and twitching from time to time.

"Wow~ I hope no one gets killed!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

In an instant, the crowd that had just been beating Lu Xuan vanished.

It was as if nothing had happened, leaving only chicken feathers scattered everywhere and the victim lying alone on the ground, his fate unknown.

It hurts! I'm in so much pain!

Am I dead?

Still not dead?

A normal person would have died long ago in this condition. All the bones in his body are shattered, his internal organs are severely damaged, and his chest cavity looks like it has been hit by a heavy object, completely caved in.

In the eyes of the people of this world, I am really no different from those in Paper Lake.

Indeed, this was a test, a test from Buddha.

Whether others believe it or not, Lu Xuan believed it.

This must be a test from Buddha, and it is the only belief that sustains Lu Xuan's perseverance.

Several quarters of an hour passed before Lu Xuan finally managed to get up, his whole body wracked with pain, and even the slightest movement would aggravate his wounds.

Lu Xuan could feel that every time he moved his body, his internal organs would be pulled by the shattered bones.

Lu Xuan was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Benefactor, benefactor, this humble monk is truly here to beg for alms. Please have mercy and give this humble monk a piece of meat."

Lu Xuan used almost all his strength to finish speaking, clutching his aching chest with both hands.

The woman selling roast goose probably didn't want to cause trouble, so she threw a piece of goose meat into Lu Xuan's bowl.

Then he said cautiously, "Your injuries have nothing to do with me. Here, take this piece of meat. Don't try to blame me, I won't fall for that. Go, go!"

Lu Xuan's face was pale and bloodless, but he gave a kind smile.

"Thank you, benefactor. Buddha will bless you."

The old woman's lips twitched at the sight of Lu Xuan's miserable state.

"Alright, I got it. Now you can leave, don't block my business."

"I'm so sorry to have bothered you, benefactor."

Lu Xuan dragged his broken body, moving forward with a limp.

Slowly moving towards another goal.

We already have the meat, and there's also wine.

I hope I won't get beaten to death on the spot!

The moment Lu Xuan Lu Xuan received the goose meat, three bloody scratches appeared on his forehead from accidentally cutting his scalp while shaving.

One of the streaks had already healed, while the other two remained as vibrant and blood-red as ever!

Arriving at a tavern, Lu Xuan, dragging his numb left leg, limped towards the owner.

"Esteemed benefactor, this humble monk would like to request a bowl of vegetarian wine from you. I would be grateful if the innkeeper could grant me this request."

The shopkeeper wasn't annoyed; he just looked at Lu Xuan with interest.

"Interesting. You, a frivolous monk, are drinking alcohol? Does Buddha know? Looking at your pathetic state, you must have broken some precepts and been beaten up, haha..."

The men drinking at the surrounding tables also burst into laughter.

They began to mock and ridicule Lu Xuan.

"That frivolous monk just begged for meat from Old Madam Li, and he got a really bad beating..."

"Haha, serves him right! There's no such thing as a monk eating meat in this world..."

"That's right, that's right..."

Lu Xuan wasn't a thick-skinned person to begin with, and being talked about and ridiculed by everyone Chunin him want to escape from there.

But I held back, silently repeating in my heart: It's all just a test from Buddha, it's all just a test from Buddha...

This was to numb and convince himself, otherwise Lu Xuan was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold on and would give up.

Lu Xuan: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but Buddha remains in the heart. I hope you will do me a favor."

Restaurant owner. "You fake monk, you do have a touch of Zen in your speech. Don't say I didn't give you a chance."

"How about this, you crawl under me, and I'll give you a bowl of wine, okay? You fake monk, are you going to crawl?"

"Yes, crawl through..."

"Haha, this fake monk wouldn't dare..."

"Drill! Drill! Drill..."

The guests at the surrounding tables also started to cheer, eager to see Lu Xuan crawl between the tavern owner's legs.

The jeers and jeers around me were so jarring.

Lu Xuan couldn't help but clench his teeth and fists, his body trembling violently, aggravating his previous wounds.

A sweet taste rose in his throat, and several more mouthfuls of blood gushed out.

Lu Xuan gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood back.

At the same time, Lu Xuan Lu Xuan loosened his fist; the pain calmed him down again.

It was all just a test from Buddha for himself, Lu Xuan thought, trying to numb himself.

It's a constant repetition, a constant act of self-comfort, a form of self-anesthesia.

The tavern owner in front of him no longer seemed so repulsive, and the vicious words around him were no longer harsh; instead, they sounded like Buddhist chants echoing in his ears.

"You monk, are you going to crawl or not?"

"Why don't you just crawl in..."

Lu Xuan clasped his hands together, his expression full of piety, as if the sinister person in front of him was no longer a tavern owner, but the incarnation of Buddha.

It was all just a test from Buddha.

Lu Xuan put his hands on the ground and crawled on the ground like a dog, slowly crawling towards the tavern owner's crotch.

Whenever I feel like I can't hold on any longer, I silently repeat to myself: This is all a test from Buddha...

"Look, this fake monk is really behaving like a dog..."

"It really drilled through..."

"Oh dear, it looks awful..."

"Haha, it's drilled through..."

"Boss, how about adding some more entertainment? It's not enough!"

Tavern owner. "Alright, I'll add some more ingredients for him right away."

The tavern owner, without any shame, unbuckled his belt in front of everyone, grabbed the faucet, and sprayed water all over Lu Xuan's face.

At the same time, the bloodstain on Lu Xuan's head became even more striking, turning a deep crimson.

At this moment, Lu Xuan was truly enraged!

Taking a step back opens up a whole new world; the more you think about it, the angrier you get!

I'm quitting!

I'd rather die than live such a humiliating life!

Lu Xuan gripped the wooden board tightly with his fingers, his teeth clenched.

A finger scratched a bloody mark on the ground, but the wooden board remained unmarked.

The pain brought Lu Xuan back to his senses as he looked at his bloodied fingers and the wooden board that hadn't left a single mark or scratch.

A bucket of cold water was poured hard on Lu Xuan's heart.

I'm just a weakling here. Even if I resist, I'll only get more humiliation.

It was all just a test from Buddha!

Using this excuse to numb himself once again, Lu Xuan crawled forward with difficulty, step by step crawling between the other man's legs while enduring the other man's urine.

"Crawl through, crawl through..."

"Climb, climb, climb..."

The jeers and commotion around him never stopped, but Lu Xuan had long since become numb to it, with only one thought in his mind: it was all just a test from Buddha!

Fortunately, the tavern owner was a straightforward man. Seeing that Lu Xuan had actually crawled between his legs, he gave Lu Xuan a bowl of wine.

Lu Xuan took the wine and walked out with a numb expression.

He limped slowly toward the dilapidated temple.

However, the emotional trauma Lu Xuan Lu Xuan had just suffered had not yet subsided, and he kept silently repeating in his heart: It was all just a test from Buddha!

Lu Xuan, oh Lu Xuan, you've become obsessed!

These are all tests from Buddha to see if you are truly sincere in your devotion to Buddha...

As Lu Xuan received the bowl of wine from the tavern owner, the second bloodstain on his head healed and formed a scar.

It was already evening, and soon it was completely dark.

Meanwhile, dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and heavy rain was expected soon.

Lu Xuan looked up at the sky.

Hehe, it's all just a test from Buddha.

He was brutally beaten for the sake of goose meat; normally, a person would not survive such injuries.

This must be the suffering that Buddha endured to test his own physical body!

For a bowl of plain wine, he was humiliated, abandoned his dignity, and gave up everything.

This must be the mental torment that Buddha tested on himself! You monk, are you going to try it or not?

This must be the mental anguish that Buddha endured to test himself! This must be the physical anguish that Buddha endured to test himself!

For a bowl of plain wine, he was humiliated, abandoned his dignity, and gave up everything.

This must be the mental anguish that Buddha tested on himself!