Journey to the West: Man in heaven, working nine to five

#1750 - A bet with Tang Seng

Faced with Chu Hao's question, Tang Sanzang was momentarily puzzled. He pondered for a moment and said earnestly, "Immortal Master, this humble monk has been immersed in Buddhist teachings since childhood, deeply understanding their profound meaning. I believe others are the same."

"The human heart is difficult to fathom, Elder Tang," Chu Hao said, looking at the unconscious little girl on the bed. "How about we make a bet?"

"What bet?" Tang Sanzang asked.

"I will send this little girl to the largest temple in Zhu Zi Kingdom to see the reaction of the monks there," Chu Hao revealed his idea.

"This humble monk thinks it's acceptable," Tang Sanzang nodded.

"Then follow me," Chu Hao picked up the little girl and walked out the door.

Behind him, Tang Sanzang followed closely, while Sun Wukong and the others, who were told not to follow, were filled with doubt.

In the high sky,谛听 (Dìtīng) who saw this scene, asked in puzzlement, "Ancient Buddha, what does this Chu Hao want to do?"

The Ancient Buddha Dipamkara's eyes were sharp, and he remained silent.

Soon, Chu Hao and Tang Sanzang arrived in front of the largest temple in the kingdom.

He gently placed the little girl at the entrance, and with a little magic, restored her to her daytime appearance, and then knocked on the door.

They surrounded the girl and began to discuss.

"Abbot, let's take this child back first," said the monk who first discovered her.

The abbot squatted down, looked at the girl's face, and placed his hand on her forehead. After a long silence, he said, "This child must be suffering from a serious illness. Her parents abandoned her here."

"Abbot, then let's save her quickly," the monk said.

"Alas, Disciple Juejing, our temple has no doctors," said a middle-aged monk beside him.

"Then what should we do?" Juejing asked.

"We can only find a doctor in the city. Juejing, you take her there," the abbot said.

Juejing didn't have time to think and ran out with the little girl in his arms.

"If that little monk sends her to the doctor, the little girl will probably already be dead," Chu Hao said calmly, standing in the night.

At this time, Tang Sanzang couldn't help it, he rushed up and questioned the abbot, "Why didn't you bring the little girl inside and then call a doctor?"

The abbot was startled when he saw a monk suddenly rushing out of the darkness.

He put his hands together and bowed to him, "Amitabha, this master, who are you?"

"I come from the Tang Dynasty," Tang Sanzang said.

"So it's a high monk from the Tang Dynasty, please come in," the abbot said with a smile.

However, Tang Sanzang said sternly, "You haven't answered my question yet?"

"This... after all, that little girl is suffering from a serious illness and her life is in danger. We are afraid of defiling this Buddhist hall," the abbot said truthfully.

"Hmph, saving a life is better than building a seven-storied pagoda. You let her stay here, avoiding the bumps along the way, and then call a doctor, right? Why did you have that little monk carry her away?" Tang Sanzang said.

"This master from the Tang Dynasty, can you guarantee that even if the doctor comes, the little girl will live? If it were a healthy girl, we would naturally take her in," said the middle-aged man next to the abbot.

"Nonsense!" Tang Sanzang was exasperated.

At this time, Chu Hao appeared, holding the little girl in his arms, "Let's go back first."

"But," Tang Sanzang wanted to say something.

Chu Hao shook his head, "Self-preservation is human nature."