On the upper floor of a tavern, Chen Yuan and Moluo sat opposite each other, both quietly watching the scene below, when suddenly, the figure of a wandering monk came into view.
He knelt every three steps, bowing his head every five steps. His forehead was covered with a huge callus from repeated kowtowing, making his head look quite peculiar.
"What is this about?"
Chen Yuan turned to Moluo beside him and asked.
"In the Western Regions, there is an unwritten rule."
"What rule?"
"If there are elders lying on a sickbed at home, one must travel barefoot to Spirit Mountain to bow and pray for peace. Otherwise... it is considered unfilial to the parents and disrespectful to the Buddhist, and one will not receive the Buddha's blessings in the next life."
"With parents lying ill in bed, what's the use of not inviting a doctor and instead going to Spirit Mountain to kowtow?"
Parents are living Buddhas, why go a thousand miles to worship at Spirit Mountain?
Chen Yuan frowned deeply.
