Chapter 72

Holy Monk 38 (He saw hell)

The oasis in the desert was like a green pearl; looking down from the sky, it was extremely pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Si Yin cheered, stripping off all his clothes and diving headfirst into the lake.

Jiang He had previously scouted the area, confirming there was no danger in the lake, then went to gather firewood without even looking up, ordering: "Xiao Yin, check if there are any fish in the lake and catch one to bring up."

Jiang Si Yin was like a huge fish invading the lake, rolling and tossing in the water, splashing everywhere. Hearing the words, he dove into the lake and looked toward the bottom.

The lake water was clear, one could see straight to the bottom; upon looking, he indeed saw fish, and they were not small.

He kicked his legs furiously, swimming toward the biggest fish. Perhaps because few people passed through this oasis, the fish in the lake were also simple-minded; having practiced martial arts for several years, Jiang Si Yin quickly caught one and began to grill it happily by the lakeside.

Of course, his poor monk father still ate only vegetarian food.

Jiang Si Yin's eyes rolled as he passed over the half-eaten grilled fish, saying, "Father, please eat; I am being filial to you!"

The Great Master smiled and refused; upon hearing the refusal, Jiang Si Yin quickly withdrew his hand and continued to gnaw, oil dripping from his mouth.

The parrot rolled its dead fish eyes again; indeed, it was just going through the motions—this damn kid was guarding his food.

"Why didn't you call me to eat!" the parrot scolded, hands on hips, "Master is also an elder; you can't be filial only to your father!"

Jiang Si Yin was utterly speechless, picking up the fish meat placed on the leaf and saying, "Here, I've saved the fish belly for you all along."

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As it grew dark, Jiang He got up to go wash up in the lake.

The parrot and Jiang Si Yin had eaten and drunk their fill; one person and one bird lay on the grass, gazing at the dim sky.

"All together, do you think my father can return to secular life?" Jiang Si Yin asked suddenly.

"Impossible!" the parrot lay on its back, the little bird's two legs crossed, trying to kick up a leg, "In this lifetime, your father will only be a monk."

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Jiang Si Yin felt somewhat stifled; he just couldn't understand why his father had to be a monk.

He knew his father had wisdom roots; the merchants from the Central Plains told him his father's treatment there was comparable to that of a Buddha's son, yet as a son, he still wished his father could always stay by his side.

"Am I not always by your side?" Jiang He approached, dripping with water, and smiled warmly at his son.

Jiang Si Yin moved his mouth, but in the end said nothing.

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His father is certainly by his side now; he is far better than many fathers in the Central Plains or the grasslands—at least other fathers do not constantly stay with their children, teaching them to read and write, washing their clothes and cooking for them, caring for them meticulously.

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After all, he will grow day by day; once he becomes an adult and independent, his father will let go and then continue being his monk.

The thirteen-year-old boy couldn't help but sigh deeply, wishing he could grow slower, even slower!

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After leaving the desert, Jiang Si Yin didn't know how long they had walked, but they finally arrived at a vast forest.

The pair of sea east green birds, having seen them off from the desert, then departed together.

Jiang Si Yin waved reluctantly at them, and even grabbed the Master to have it translate.

"When you have children, be sure to let us know; we'll hold a full-month celebration for you."

"If the food you catch isn't enough, come find us; once we reach the city, I'll buy you chickens and ducks to eat."

"Also, stay away from crowds; don't be foolishly deceived—not everyone is as kind as I and my father."

After learning that there was such a thing as 'training eagles' in this world, Jiang Si Yin repeatedly urged the two sea east green birds to stay away from humans.

The white sea east green bird rarely patted his shoulder with its wings, then flew off with its new bride, heading back toward the grasslands.

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Jiang He let out a faint sigh, stroked his hair, and comforted: "Under heaven there is no feast that never ends; child, you must grow accustomed to parting."

The parrot's reaction was more direct; it flapped a wing over, instantly sweeping away Jiang Si Yin's sorrow of parting: "Come on! It's not like we'll never see each other again—there will be a time to meet again… then you'll have to treat the old comrade to mountain delicacies and sea flavors; it once treated you to many snakes."

The sea east green bird would have liked to give the human youngster a different flavor, but the desert's ingredients are limited—if not snakes, then rats; surely we can't eat ants and scorpions?

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No matter how tasty snake meat is, he's grown sick of it; now he just wants to eat something normal like chicken, duck, or goose, and what he craves most also includes vegetables and fruit.

To be honest, although his father is a monk, he simply loves meat more!

This journey, in which he couldn't see the green desert, made him completely fall in love with vegetables and fruit; he feels that even if only wild greens were available, he wouldn't be picky.

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When Sang Ya's father saw his daughter at the logistics medical station, he was devastated; this place is really too close to the battlefield.

"Sang Ya, hurry back!" he clung tightly to his daughter, intending to send her home.

Sang Ya shook her head, her expression firm: "Father, I won't go back! You know, the Great Master and Ba Tu are being hunted by men sent by the Second Prince."

Sang Ya's father certainly knew this; the two Hu and Han men who had been caring for the Great Master returned wounded, reporting to the old Chanyu with embellishments.

The old Chanyu then flew into a great rage, scolding the Second Prince until he was covered in dog's blood.

If it weren't for the great power of the Consort's natal family, he would have nearly stripped the Second Prince of his military authority.

Before departing, the Great Master revealed the origin of the black-clad people; at the time, the living black-clad individuals were watched by wolf packs, unable to destroy the corpses, and upon investigation it was discovered that the bodies of the deceased black-clad individuals were confirmed to be Hu people.

After this matter spread, the grasslands erupted in an uproar.

Even though no overt evidence links the black-clad individuals to the Second Prince, everyone now tacitly believes it was his doing; for a time, the Second Prince's prestige on the grasslands plummeted.

Even to this day, the Hu people of the grasslands still relish talking about that night; it is said the wolf pack came for the Great Master, helping him repel the black-clad assassins, and everyone believes the Great Master must have been sent by the Eternal Heaven, a bodhisattva walking among mortals.

After this incident, people almost deified the Great Master.

Thus they deeply hate and despise those black-clad individuals, for they sought to kill the Great Master, forcing him to leave the grasslands and causing the grasslands to lose a benefactor as weighty as a mountain.

At that moment, Sang Ya's father had many thoughts racing through his mind, but he did not understand what connection Sang Ya's going to the battlefield had with the Great Master being hunted.

"Father." Sang Ya lowered her voice, "My medical skills come from the Great Master; Ba Tu was once taken in by our family; our family has been too close to the Great Master; the Second Prince is narrow‑minded, I worry…"

Sang Ya's father's heart sank; he certainly couldn't get any benefit from becoming a master, and now that there's a downside he's complaining.

The Second Prince's reputation is now poor; if he fails to become the Chanyu, he will surely take out his anger, and his family will be the first to suffer.

"Dad, I need fame!" Sang Ya said seriously, "As long as I have fame, the Second Prince won't dare to act against us lightly."

Sang Ya's father's mouth turned bitter, "Sang Ya, go back; I will strive to accumulate military merit."

Sang Ya shook her head, tears welling in her eyes, "Dad, you don't want me to take risks, but I also don't want you to gamble with your life."

"I'm already seventeen; let me share your burden, Dad!"

"No matter what, I'm always safer than Dad, after all I'm in the rear medical logistics......"

Just as he was speaking, a Hu warrior came over and hurriedly said, "Sang Ya, the shaman-healer, come quickly; there's a soldier whose intestines have fallen out—can you still save him?"

"I'm coming right away!"

Sang Ya hurriedly bade farewell to her father, clutching her medical kit as she jogged over.

Sang Ya's father's companion walked over, patted his shoulder, "Your daughter is formidable; in just half a month she's already become a renowned shaman-healer on the grasslands." The companion's tone was admiring, "Before, she saved a man whose belly was ripped open and intestines spilled out; while other shamans had given up, she didn't, saying she'd treat a dead horse as if alive—unexpectedly, that man actually survived thanks to her."

The companion advised him, "Rest easy; because of your daughter's skill, if anything happens on the front lines, the rear soldiers will move her to safety as quickly as possible."

After all, she's a shaman-healer who can save their lives on the battlefield.

Sunlight was blocked by the huge trees, only a few specks of light leaking through.

Under the giant tree, layers of dry twigs and rotting leaves piled up, providing a good environment for fungi to grow; plump mushrooms shyly poked their heads out from the decaying leaves, cluster after cluster, a pleasing sight.

"Dad, look at this one, it's definitely tasty!" Jiang Si Yin exclaimed, his woven small basket already full of mushrooms, "Dad, dried mushrooms are more fragrant; let's pick more."

The parrot perched on the treetop, happily nibbling on hazelnuts, which the local squirrels had provided for it—quite well-behaved.

While eating, it called out, "Be careful, don't pick poisonous mushrooms."

Jiang Si Yin snorted, "I wouldn't do that!"

He ignored the parrot that always liked to criticize him, and cheerfully said, "Dad, is the Peacock Kingdom right beyond this forest? Why is it called the Peacock Kingdom? Is it because the country is full of peacocks? Why haven't I seen any?"

He had never seen a peacock, but he'd heard that the Central Plains emperor's menagerie kept two peacocks.

His father once said, if he wanted, whenever he had free time he'd take him to the palace to see peacocks, but because he hadn't planned to return to Daqing then, he had felt quite regretful.

Now there's no need for regret; in this country where peacocks are everywhere, he can touch peacock feathers every day.

Jiang He answered his son's question gently, his hands not stopping as he tossed bunches of mushrooms into the basket.

The mushroom soup was delicious, and both father and son liked it very much.

Peacocks don't live in the forest; Jiang Si Yin only saw a peacock the next day.

The parrot threw a pill—actually the universal beast feed from the system shop—over to the peacock, which immediately fanned its tail, its splendid feathers like a slowly unfolding fan, as vivid and eye-catching as colored silk; Jiang Si Yin stared, dumbfounded.

At that moment, the dissatisfied parrot flew over and spread its wings beside it, its multicolored feathers shining so beautifully in the sunlight they seemed to glow.

The parrot asked, "Little Yin, who is more beautiful, me or the peacock?"

Jiang Si Yin was quite honest and bluntly replied, "The peacock!"

After all, the parrot is so tiny; after looking at it for so long he'd grown tired of it, "the bigger, the more beautiful" still makes sense.

The parrot, furious, swooped down like an angry little bird and trampled the unfilial disciple's hair into a bird's nest.

Jiang Si Yin looked aggrieved, "Are we not even allowed to speak the truth now?"

Obviously, they've been teaching him to be honest all along!

The parrot flapped its wings, striking his face in exasperation: "Do you even know the Spring and Autumn annals' writing method? To conceal the faults of the worthy and the virtuous!"

Jiang He couldn't help laughing: "System, you're neither revered nor virtuous; you should say 'to conceal the faults of one's kin' instead."

The parrot immediately started arguing with its host, insisting that the dog host admit that its system was both noble and sage!

Jiang Si Yin stepped aside, shaking his head, too lazy to bother with the quarrel between the person and the parrot, watching the splendid peacock fly away.

The parrot patted its chest with its wings, "Rest assured, leave it to me!"

Kneeling is out of the question, especially kneeling before an animal.

Could it be the emperor of this country? But this village is so rundown, the country must be poor as well.

Jiang He said, "This country is very hot, easy to get tanned; the ointment Dad applied on you also prevents sunburn."

The second thought was, this country is actually so wealthy that even mice can eat rice.

Jiang He's form flickered, and he hid himself inside a very magnificent building.

Jiang He felt reassured; if anything really happened, they could also communicate mind-to-mind, transmitting sound over a thousand miles is no problem.

"Have you heard? Even a Kshatriya's daughter has fallen for a commoner."

"I don't care; anyway, it's you who have to sleep in the trees." The parrot said, making a sarcastic remark, while preening its gorgeous feathers.

Jiang Si Yin was stunned; even the Central Plains emperor and the grassland Chanyu didn't have such treatment, yet they could arbitrarily whip commoners?

This is a small city where people and cattle coexist.

"We look so different from those Buddha-country folks; at a glance we're weaklings—maybe we'll be caught and sold as soon as we step outside." Jiang Si Yin complained, he couldn't believe that a place that regards commoners as lowly and whips them at will would have simple, honest folkways.

Before, he had still thought about exchanging with the local monks; now that idea has gone up in smoke.

The food at this shop is quite good for this city; the proof is that the shop is packed with customers, the female owner with a nose ring wearing a midriff-baring dress constantly bustles about, serving customers specially prepared drinks.

Jiang He's mouth twitched, "Do you even know how to write 'low-key'?" This is a foreign land; there's no Central Plains emperor who would dare to use a giant snake just because it's useful.

The people he met, aside from those high-caste folks with full bellies and fat intestines, most of the commoners were malnourished.

The female proprietor's eye has always been good; she felt this monk would surely have a bright future, and rather than cheapening a holy maiden, she'd rather cheapen herself first.

Seeing this, his interest in this foreign country instantly halved.

The parrot went along with the flow, "There are also pythons; want to consider them? Very cool~~"

The temple is large, its beams also wide; sleeping there is still okay.

"I know, it's the daughter of a Rajput, right? Tsk, the city lord's daughter loves the guard who protects her, a Shudra."

Mainly, he had observed beforehand that the people here eat food by directly grabbing it with their hands; if he didn't eat, he'd just go hungry.

line: Looks like in this country, only by leaving home can one stand out. Jiang He muttered quietly; he hadn't seen many fat people on the street, but in this temple he actually saw the highest proportion of fat people. No Chinese.

Interpretation: "Looks like in this country, only by leaving home (becoming a monk) can one stand out." Jiang He muttered quietly, he didn't see many fat people on the street, but in this temple he actually saw the highest proportion of fat people.

We need to keep quotes and punctuation. Use English quotes? Keep Chinese quotes? Probably we should keep the Chinese quotation marks? The instruction: translate faithfully, not to add or omit. The source includes 「」. Should we keep them? Usually we translate to English quotes. But the rule says render exactly what source says, same meaning, same information, nothing added. Changing 「」 to "" is still same meaning? It's a punctuation change but still conveys quotes. I think we can replace with English quotes. Many translations do that. We'll use English double quotes.

Thus: "Looks like in this country, only by leaving home can one stand out." Jiang He muttered quietly; he hadn't seen many fat people on the street, but in this temple he actually saw the highest proportion of fat people.

-> "But we need to keep the name as Jiang He."

-> "Now ensure we keep all information: the phrase 'Looks like in this country, only by leaving home can one stand out' means that only by leaving home can one stand out, and we will translate it as 'stand out'."

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is a story line, already translated.

Translation: In the dim candlelight, a group of monks in robes finished their evening service and then returned to their rooms one by one to rest.

monk(s), robes, evening service, returned to their rooms to rest

is story line.

Translation: "He deserves to be cut into a thousand pieces!" the people around exclaimed angrily.

He deserves to be cut into a thousand pieces!

story line.

Translation: Some kind of speculation made his scalp go numb, and his neck felt like rusted scrap iron, twisting slowly with effort.

scalp numb, neck like rusted scrap iron, twisting slowly with effort

Thus: Some speculation made his scalp tingle, and his neck felt like rusted scrap iron, turning slowly with effort.

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Translation: Jiang He took a deep breath, kept a perfect smile, tore apart the approaching female shopkeeper, palms together: "Amitabha, I am an ascetic monk!"

tore apart the female shopkeeper who came to bully

Thus: Jiang He took a deep breath, kept a perfect smile, tore apart the female shopkeeper who came to bully, palms together: "Amitabha, I am an ascetic monk!"

story line.

Translation: The curry paste here is indeed delicious, however…

We need to keep ellipsis.

story line.

Translation: Jiang Si Yin found it quite strange, thinking these people weren't as dark as those Kunlun slaves with only white teeth; their eye sockets were especially deep, noses flat, lips thick, and they weren't tall.

Kunlun slaves, eye sockets especially deep, noses flat, lips thick, not tall

story line.

Translation: Its shell comes from the system store, designed by hosts undertaking fashion tasks in countless parallel worlds; it is absolutely gorgeous, and little brats don't understand its beauty!

system store, host, fashion tasks, gorgeous, little brats

story line.

Translation: Jiang Si Yin's face fell.

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Translation: Those who didn't kneel, he whipped them; the lowly folk could only kneel and weep while begging for mercy.

lowly folk, he whipped them, could only kneel and weep while begging for mercy

story line.

Translation: "Ah, I'm just curious whether that Shudra is dead."

Shudra

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Translation: If it weren't for personal experience, he would hardly recognize himself; so this "going with the flow" is just disguising himself to blend in with the locals, right?

going with the flow

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Translation: In an instant he opened his eyes, tapped his toes, lightly landed on the ground, his form flickered, and he silently merged into the night.

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Translation: People coming and going were barefoot, few wore shoes; most houses in the village were low, suggesting life wasn't easy.

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Translation: The female shopkeeper with a nose ring twisted her waist and muttered: "I want to marry a Kshatriya—so difficult—does the city lord's daughter have a screw loose?"

Kshatriya, does the city lord's daughter have a screw loose?

story line.

Translation: Jiang He first went to look for food.

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Translation: The result of running at full speed was that he got hungry quickly; a horse can eat grass when hungry, but although monks can eat vegetarian, they absolutely don't eat grass!

monks, they absolutely don't eat grass!

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Translation: It earnestly said: "Host, why not just make do? Actually, tigers run pretty fast too."

host, make do

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Translation: Jiang He and his son hid at the edge of the forest, gazing into the distance.

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Translation: "It's been a while since I last had curry rice."

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Translation: Jiang Si Yin immediately didn't mind his dark face; he didn't want to get as dark as the locals, since the saying goes "one white covers three uglinesses," he wanted to be a handsome youth.

the saying goes 'one white covers three uglinesses'

story line.

Translation: Someone in the shop saw this, couldn't help pointing and gossiping, mocking the female shopkeeper and taking the chance to invite her out, while showing more respect to the monk sitting there.

mocking the female shopkeeper and taking the chance to ask her out, whereas they showed more respect to the monk sitting there

story line.

Translation: After entering the city, Jiang He smelled the curry fragrance in the air, which made him a bit nostalgic.

story line.

Translation: The third thought was, this country is sick!

story line.

Translation: Suddenly he noticed someone different, "Dad, who is that? Why does everyone have to kneel where he walks?"

story line.

Translation: The parrot said: "That's because someone is using religion as a tool of rule." The learned parrot immediately gave the students a lesson on Buddhist history and its changes after spreading to the Central Plains: "The Central Plains has seen multiple Buddhist purges and even restricted monks' ordination certificates, all to prevent religion from interfering in politics."

parrot, the learned parrot, ordination certificates, Central Plains

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Translation: The female shopkeeper suddenly felt bored, twisted her water-snake waist, and left in a flirtatious manner.

story line.

Translation: Unlike the gorgeous peacocks, the people here are not handsome at all; their skin is dark and their features coarse.

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Translation: Jiang He's mouth twitched slightly; truly befitting a Buddhist country, the monks' status is high.

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Translation: This is a temple; the surroundings are very quiet, he raised his eyebrows and wondered, "Strange, is there no one in this temple?"

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Translation: In the dim light, only a large group of rats could be seen openly surrounding a big bowl of rice, eating with relish; upon seeing someone appear, countless black eyes lifted, then they lost interest and lowered their heads to continue eating.

story line.

Translation: Jiang Si Yin obediently agreed.

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Translation: There are many ascetic monks; abstaining from sex is one of them.

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Translation: "Then you can only use your two legs."

story line.

Translation: Jiang He's disguise skills are excellent; aside from having a more outstanding demeanor, when he walks down the street he is indistinguishable from locals, achieving a perfect fake-real blend. Passersby seeing him actually make way, looking at him with both envy and admiration.

achieving a perfect fake-real blend

story line.

Translation: The parrot flew ahead to scout, saying there was a remote village up ahead.

story line.

Translation: These rats aren't afraid of people! That was Jiang He's first thought.

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Translation: Jiang He refused; snakes lie flat, so riding one would also mean lying flat, which completely doesn't match his image as a high-ranking monk.

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Translation: Then, in this temple he saw hell.

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Translation: As soon as the words fell, a chorus of squeaks rang out.

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Translation: Jiang Si Yin observed and said, "Dad, look at these people—they seem quite poor."

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Translation: Jiang He pondered, "Son, your words actually reminded me."

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Translation: These days, either he borrows a smelly cave from beasts to sleep in, or he sleeps in a tree; he really misses a bed.

story line.

Translation: The parrot flew back and perched on a nearby treetop, "That fat man holding a whip is the village chief; he's of high caste, and the lowly folk must kneel before him."

high caste, lowly folk

story line.

Translation: "Not yet; I heard they've already eloped! Hey, you don't know— that lowly folk is incredibly skilled; a lowly person can get a job in the city lord's manor, and not being grateful to the city lord would be bad enough, but he actually ran off with his daughter."

city lord's manor, ran off with his daughter

story line.

Translation: "Honored guest, have you finished eating?" the female shopkeeper said coyly, smiling at the monk, her body leaning in, she lowered her voice: "Master, which temple are you from? I'll come tonight to keep you company for a night of spring..."

a night of spring

story line.

Translation: He immediately got up and went to the forest to look for herbs.

story line.

Translation: He had no monastic certificate to prove his identity in this country, so he simply took after the great white snake, found a pleasant-looking room, and slept on the beams for a night.

great white snake, beams

"We're not familiar with the place; we can't just show up." Jiang Yin suggested, "Let's first hide in the forest, scout the situation, then talk."

Translation: "We're unfamiliar with the land; we can't just appear rashly." Jiang Si Yin suggested, "Let's first hide in the forest and scout the situation before deciding."

He looked around, and the natural curly hair rare on the plains and Central Plains was everywhere here.

Translation: He looked around; the natural curly hair rare on the grasslands and in the Central Plains was everywhere here.

Central Plains

The female shopkeeper's gaze swept over the customers in the shop, then she suddenly walked toward the monk in the corner.

Translation: The female shopkeeper's gaze swept over the customers in the shop, then she suddenly walked over to the monk in the corner.

After a moment, he came out holding several plants, called his son over, and said, "Come over, let's go with the flow."

Translation: After a while, he came out holding a few plants, called his son over, "Come over, let's go with the flow."

The parrot couldn't help; the dog host, so concerned with face, wondered where to find a divine steed to let him show off.

Translation: The parrot couldn't help; the dog host, so fond of face, where could it find a divine steed to let him show off?

dog host, show off, divine steed

"Dad, you didn't say this country is a Buddhist land? The Buddha said all beings are equal, yet the Buddhist nation divides people into ranks." Jiang Yin was confused; he had thought the Buddha's country was an ideal state, but now his fantasy was whipped away by that fat man.

Translation: "Dad, you said this is a Buddhist country, but the Buddha said all beings are equal, yet this Buddhist nation divides people into ranks." Jiang Si Yin was bewildered; he had thought the Buddha's country would be an ideal state, but now his fantasy was whipped away by that fat man.

into ranks

Whenever a person and an ox meet on a narrow path, the person must yield to the ox; when a white ox passes, everyone on the street kneels and cries, "Spirit, spirit!"

Translation: Whenever a person and an ox meet on a narrow path, the person must yield to the ox; when a white ox passes, everyone on the street kneels and shouts, "Spirits, spirits!"

With the parrot's help, father and son found a cave to temporarily reside in.

Translation: With the parrot's help, father and son found a cave to temporarily reside in.

After a rough look at the village's situation, the two and the parrot retreated back into the forest.

Translation: After a rough look at the village's situation, the two and the parrot retreated back into the forest.

A man in monk's robes, face grim, slowly chewed it, deciding to shut off his mind, not thinking about the shopkeeper putting unwashed hands into the pot and stirring.

Translation: A man in monk's robes, face grim, slowly chewed it, deciding to shut off his thoughts, not wanting to think about the shopkeeper putting unwashed hands into the pot and stirring.

slowly chewed it

The cave is a bit dirty, everywhere is animal fur, and the cave entrance has dried dung.

Translation: The cave was a bit dirty, with animal hair everywhere, and at the entrance there were dried feces.

Although his skin isn't fair enough, his advantage lies in his straight waist and back, his outstanding bearing, and he doesn't look like an ordinary person.

The parrot searched for most of the day, didn't find the horse, only found a spotted big tiger lying by the stream, squinting its eyes and resting.

A state where government and religion are united is really troublesome; better to leave early.

Jiang He nodded slightly; his son is becoming more and more refined—indeed, reading ten thousand volumes and traveling ten thousand miles is the right way.

Afterward, they walked in the forest for several more days.

Even nice houses would rather be given to mice to live in, and rice would rather be given to mice to eat—has the ruler's brain taken on water?

The guests chatted while eating, discussing the topic that has attracted the most attention recently.

Unclean, but eating it causes no illness.

The city's most magnificent building is the temple in the downtown; Jiang He doesn't even need to specifically look for it—just see which building is the most splendid, and you can tell eight out of ten times it's the temple.

Night fell, and Jiang He decided to find a good place to spend the night.

"Hmm, it looks like the only occupant of this cave is a tiger." Jiang He pinched a strand of yellow fur, "Xiao Yin, come over and clean; once it's clean you can stay! Dad will go out for a few days to buy things, you study well with Tong Tong."

Besides, lying on a snake's body, twisting and turning, one always feels the need to type a verification code. A child lying on a snake is cute; an adult lying on a snake is social death.

In a half-asleep, half-awake state, Jiang He faintly heard a woman's sobbing.

If riding a fast horse, reaching the nearest city only takes half a day; Jiang He's lightness skill is excellent, even more impressive than Tarzan in the forest, but in crowded places it's hard to display.

Jiang He had no choice; for the sake of his image, he could only endure some hardship.

He ordered, "Tong, go see if there are any horses in the forest."

After an hour, Jiang Si Yin stared at his own reflection on the water surface.

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