Chapter 90 Beggar
This time the enlightenment lasted for a long time, and no one knew what was going on in Pan Jun’s little head at the moment, so the vitality of heaven and earth lingered for a long time.

Tao Ji sat on the steps in a daze, and for the first time he intuitively felt the disparity between people.

Pan Yun sat there until late at night.

The street was crowded with people, then gradually became sparse. As the sky grew darker, Pan Yun showed no sign of opening his eyes. Tao Ji could only take out a handful of copper coins and ask the clerk at the People's Post Office to deliver a message to Da Zhouzhuang, saying that they would go back tomorrow to prevent the Zhou family from thinking that they had run away.

The streets gradually became deserted, shops were closed, and the whole street became quiet.

Tao Ji lay on his side on the steps, gradually feeling sleepy, but he still remembered his duty as a guardian, and from time to time he opened his eyes to take a look, sleeping uneasily.

Pan Yun, however, slept soundly.

She thought a lot, and the thick fog in front of her eyes was slowly dispelled, and the road ahead finally became clear.

She thought she had only been thinking about it for a while, but she didn't expect that she had been thinking about it for a whole day. When she was about to open her eyes, a person walked slowly towards the end of the road ahead, and Pan Jun did not open her eyes.

Mr. Pan walked towards her step by step with a sword in his hand and stopped when he was ten steps away from her.

The master and the disciple looked at each other in silence.

Pan Yun has already decided what she will do in the future and no longer cares so much about the way of heaven, but she cannot help but care about her master.

Because she has figured it out.

Everything she is going through now is caused by Mr. Pan.

There is no so-called heavenly watchfulness, this is the rule!

Mr. Pan looked at her for a long time and asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Will Master let me go?"

Pan Gongdao said: "You are the most talented person I have ever met. It is undeniable that I really want to keep you here, but I will not force you to stay."

He said: "Since you can think it through, you should know the benefits of staying here. I will let you choose."

Pan Yun lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then looked up at Him and said, "I won't leave."

Mr. Pan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and slowly disappeared from her sight.

In the darkness, Pan Jun opened his eyes. It was pitch black and quiet all around. Except for the movement of the black cat sitting on his knees, the only sound was Tao Ji's breathing beside him.

Pan Jun swept the black cat aside, stood up, twisted his neck and waist, and turned back to meet Tao Jiwa's bright eyes.

Pan Yun said: "Thank you, Third Senior Brother, for helping to protect the Dharma."

Tao Ji twisted his stiff body and asked, "What is your current level of cultivation?"

Pan Yun said: "I just figured out some things, my cultivation has not changed."

Tao Ji snorted. It was just that he hadn't advanced, but there had definitely been some improvement.

He sat on the steps and looked at the dark sky. He said, "It's almost dawn. It's the darkest time now. Do you want to go to the inn or stay here?"

"Just stay here. This is the time when people are most sleepy. Why bother disturbing them?"

Tao Ji thought so too.

The two of them didn't mind the dirt and just lay down on the steps and continued to sleep.

Pan Yun was awakened by the sound of chewing. As soon as she woke up, before she opened her eyes, the sunlight rushed in through the slits of her eyes. She opened her eyes with half-closed eyes and saw a ragged child sitting on the step where she slept, chewing on a biscuit with his head down.

Seeing her looking at her, the little beggar thought for a moment, then broke off half of the cake and handed it to her.

When Pan Yun saw the pancake being handed to him, he was silent for a moment and then reached out to take it.

I squatted on the steps with her and ate some bread.

The biscuit was hard, dry, a little dirty and sour. I had no idea where it came from or how long it had been there.

Pan Yun took a big bite and rubbed it back and forth in her mouth. As she was eating attentively, two copper coins were placed next to her.

Pan Yun looked up blankly, following the direction of the bony hand, and saw a young man in a green robe standing in front of her. He put down the copper coin and stood up.

Seeing her staring at him blankly, the young man nodded at her, turned around and gave the little beggar five copper coins, then turned around and bought four buns from the stall opposite, giving two to each of them.

Pan Jun held a big bun in each hand. It was too hot to hold, so she could only stuff it into her mouth, hoping to finish it quickly so that she could free up her hands.

The little beggar was very patient. He didn't eat the buns, but stuffed them into his arms. He also held the money in his palm and thanked them very happily, "Thank you, big brother. Big brother is so kind. I will definitely be the top scorer in the imperial examination, become a high-ranking official, and make a fortune!"

The boy smiled at her and turned away.

The little beggar was about to leave after getting the bun, but Pan Yun stopped her, gave her a bun and two cents that was placed next to it.

The little beggar was stunned for a moment and then refused, "Miss, you are even more pitiful than me, you should just take it yourself."

Pan Jun insisted on giving it to her, "Take it, I'm not pitiful at all."

The little beggar said seriously, "Miss, you just left your family and need money and food more than I do."

Pan Yun: "My family just went shopping and will be back soon."

The herbs at the morning market are cheap and have a wide variety, and if you’re lucky you might even come across something good.

When Pan Yun woke up and didn't see Tao Ji, she knew that he had gone to the herbal medicine store.

Her cultivation is now higher than Tao Ji's and she does not need his protection.

She didn't feel sorry for herself, but it didn't seem that way to outsiders. Her face was gray, her face and neck were covered with dust, her clothes were dirty and wrinkled, she looked sleepy, and there were marks on the steps.

It looked like he had slept on the steps all night.

Under what circumstances would a little girl take a nap outside on the street?
The little beggar was very familiar with it, because that was how it happened to her when she was abandoned.

So she refused to accept Pan Yun's money and buns, and only took her own share. She also reminded Pan Yun, "Don't wait for your family, they won't come. If you remember where your home is, go back by yourself. If you don't remember, stay in the city and beg. We are girls. If you paint your face a little dirtier, I can take you to beg. I know which street has kind and easy-to-talk people."

After saying that, he ran away.

When Pan Yun saw her running away, he glanced at the bun in his hand, lowered his head and continued eating, and put away the two copper coins.

Although she did not advance after her sudden realization last night, her hearing and eyesight became much sharper, and she could hear people talking not far away.

"Master, the younger one is more polite, but the older one can't even say thank you. How can he beg for food in the future if he is so unpleasant?"

"She is not a beggar."

"what?"

"I made a mistake, so you should be thankful that she didn't throw the bun back at my face."

The servant was silent. After a while, Pan Yun heard him say, "She is so dirty, how could she not be a beggar?"

The young master didn't say anything, and Pan Jun also looked down at himself, wondering how dirty he was now.

But she couldn't see it, she felt pretty good about herself.

She ate both buns, but was still hungry. She glanced at the bun stall but didn’t buy anything. Instead, she walked towards the medicinal herbs.

Before she arrived at the place, she ran into Tao Ji who was carrying several large bags of medicinal herbs.

He naturally handed her a bag of medicinal herbs, "Help me get one. We are going back to Da Zhouzhuang now. Zhou Mei Niang's wound is almost healed. The stitches should be removed in the next two days, and then we can go home."

Pan Yun hugged the herbs and asked, "Third Senior Brother, am I dirty now?"

Tao Ji glanced at her and said, "Sleeping on the street, and with such a strong wind last night, you'll get dirty to some extent, but what's the big deal?"

Pan Jun thought so and decided to go back and wash up.

Mr. Zhou did not go to the fields to harvest rice today, but threshed it at home.

The half-dried rice was spread on the ground. Master Zhou directed the farmhand to push the stone mill and put a rope on it. The farmhand then held it, tied it to his shoulders, and concentrated his head to pull the stone mill in circles from the outside.

Every time the stone mill passes through, some rice grains will be separated. Then turn it over and pull the mill again, and all the rice grains will be separated slowly.

This was crushed and photographed.

At this time, Mr. Zhou was patting a pile of rice aside. This was specially reserved for seeds, so he had to be especially careful, at least he couldn't use a stone mill like other rice.

When he looked up and saw Pan Yun, he was stunned, "Master Pan, you just came out of the beggar's den?"

Pan Yun stopped walking, and Tao Ji passed by her and casually replied: "Master Zhou, don't look down on beggars. Beggars are just poor, but they are much cleaner than her."

Mr. Zhou actually nodded.

Pan Yun asked, "Does the landlord have to thresh the grain himself?"

Mr. Zhou: "I am a landlord, which means I have a lot of land and I am capable. Landlords don't just sit around and do nothing. Money doesn't fall from the sky. You can ask around the village. When I was young, who could compare to me in farming?"

The farmhand who was pulling the mill stopped to rest, grabbed the cloth around his neck and wiped the sweat off his face, saying, "But Mr. Zhou is also very good at farming now. When he went to harvest rice yesterday, he was even faster than us young people."

Mr. Zhou raised his chin proudly.

Pan Yun gave him a thumbs up, then followed Tao Ji back to Zhou's house.

Tao Ji was a dedicated doctor. As soon as he arrived, he washed his hands and went to see Zhou Meiniang.

Pan Yun went to the well to fetch water and looked at himself carefully.

She had wiped it on her face before, and felt that although there was a little dust, it was not a lot. But when she looked at it in the water, she knew how outrageous it was.

She took a handful of water from the bucket, wiped it on her face, and her palms were completely black.

She washed her hands, grabbed a handful of hair, and took it down to see that there were black streaks on the palm of her hand.

Pan Yun silently fetched some water and went to the bathroom, where she washed her hair and took a shower with cold water.

When Tao Ji found her, she had already finished washing for the second time and was sitting cross-legged in the yard with wet hair, practicing in the sun.

Tao Ji watched quietly. It was worthy for her to have such achievements and insights. With such talent, she still practiced so hard.

Pan Yun felt his gaze and turned around to look, "Third Senior Brother, how is Zhou Mei Niang?"

"The stitches can be removed tomorrow," Tao Ji asked, "Do you want to stay in Yushan County and wait for Datong's reply?"

"No," Pan Yun said calmly, no longer anxious and worried as he was yesterday, "I'll come back to see you in four days. Let's go back and harvest the rice first."

The bandages on both of Zhou Meiniang's feet were removed. Tao Ji gently untied the stitches and pulled them out, then reapplied ointment and wrapped them up.

He handed the ointment to Sun Xianniang and said, "For the first five days, apply it twice a day, morning and night. Before applying, you must use the medicine bag I gave you to boil water, and then clean the wound after it cools down. After five days, only apply the ointment once in the morning. When all the scabs on the wound have fallen off, change this bottle of ointment every three days. Remember, you must use the medicine bag I gave you to clean it every time you change the ointment."

Sun Xianniang wrote down everything, and while they were alone in the room, she quickly opened her purse and took out two silver notes for them. "This is one hundred taels, which I had promised to give you."

(End of this chapter)