Chapter 2114: Kama Taj's test

In the past, others begged him for treatment, but later it turned out that he begged others for treatment, but they were not available.
Last night, Strange talked about this topic with Master Wang Cunkou during his haircut. People said that in the East it is called retribution. You have delayed countless patients in the past, and now you yourself will be delayed. It’s that simple.
Huaxi Village is indeed the first village in the world in front of the Kama Taj Mountain. Even the words of the barber are full of philosophy.
Through his words, Strange realized his past mistakes, and began to think whether the damage of his hands was really manipulated by an invisible god, just to punish his past attitude towards the poor.
So today he not only changed his appearance, but even his mental appearance was somewhat different, as if he had realized something.
But after a whole day, I still couldn't get in.
In the evening, at the time last night, the door creaked and opened again, and the greasy shirtless man showed his head with a cheerful smile, took away yesterday’s rice bowl, and handed him a plate with a big one inside. fish.
"The Supreme Mage went fishing in the daytime with Odin. If you are worried that you will starve to death, I will give you one. I am the Archmage of Kama Taj, Mordu."
"Hello, Master."
"I like people who can endure torture. You eat and we talk?"
"Okay, Master."
Strange hadn't eaten for a day, and he had already started.
Mordu squatted down, his greasy eyes moved from Strange's face to his ass, and then to his trembling hands:
"Are you looking for someone to help you treat your hand?"
"Yes, I am a surgeon, and my hands are the meaning of my existence."
The bearded man replied, turning his body a little, because he felt Mordo's eyes look weird.
"Then if you cure your hand, what can you do?" Mordu took out a small whip from his trouser belt and slapped his chest, like a cow's tail chasing a bull gangster with great effort.
"I... still want to treat illnesses and save people. In the past, I was too shallow to treat the wealthy, I know."
The doctor was holding a piece of fish, and his mustache was covered with white crumbs.
The mage shook his head, and he stood up holding the bowl: "As a sorcerer, as long as the life and death of ordinary people does not affect the operation of the universe and the earth, it has nothing to do with us. Your answer cannot convince the Supreme Mage."
Strange sighed. He could accept this, but he felt a little emotional: "Well... it sounds a bit ruthless, just like me in the past."
Mordor gave the doctor a little hope, then wanted to see him desperate, smiled wickedly, and then the whip gave himself a bit of refreshment and said:
"There is a saying in the East, "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and everything is a dog", which means that heaven and earth treat everything the same. It is not particularly good to anyone, and it is not particularly bad to anyone. Everything develops naturally. The Supreme Master is the human magic world. God, your value is not how many mortals you can heal after healing your hands, because it doesn’t make sense to the master.

The doctor was a little at a loss. He didn't understand at all. Does the Supreme Master hate that he does not understand Eastern culture?
"What should I do?" He gave up on his own fooling and asked directly about the strange but kind-looking Master Modu.
"Where did I guess the thoughts of the Supreme Master? By the way, do you smoke?" Mordo shook his head, then turned his palm into a box of'Hua Zi', leaning in front of Strange and letting him go: "Smoke this , Don't pull your throat."
Strange finished eating the fish, and politely declined: "I'm a surgeon. Nicotine is not good for nerves, so I never smoke."
Mordu suddenly changed his face and took away the plate after a cold snort:
"The Supreme Master has a sentence for you: Don't even smoke cigarettes? This shows that you don't understand the principle of'betel nut with smoke, the magic is boundless'. What kind of wizard do you want to do?! He doesn't like you! You go."
Abandoning these words, the red painted door slammed shut, almost caught Strange's pointed nose.
The doctor slowly got up from the kneeling position, and walked away thoughtfully with his head down.
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The next day, Strange bought a cigarette with the money he earned from working in the village last night, came to Kama Taj’s door and knelt down, smoking one by one, and unpacking several packages from time to time. Betel nut, chew in your mouth quack.
He doesn't know if the magic is boundless, but he just feels disgusting, dizzy and dizzy, his nerves are still in a strange excitement, and his throat is even more sore.
He smoked a cigarette from morning to night, and he was almost speechless.
At twelve o’clock in the middle of the night, the door opened again, and old people with white beards and fair-looking bones appeared. The other side looked cold, and handed him a roasted bear paw when he came up. This was obviously Strand Qi today's subsistence allowance.
"you eat."
"Master, are you..." Strange was a little excited, he knew what the immortals in the East were like, and the people in front of him almost overlapped that perception, as if they would step on the next moment. The kind of energy that the crane flies away.
"Wrong, I'm the Guardian Hamill." The other party held down the top of his head to prevent him from rushing over, then turned his hand over and turned into an altar: "Drinking?"
It was a question, he asked Strange if he would drink.
Strange was a little embarrassed. After a day of cigarettes and betel nuts, he was already dizzy. How could he still drink?
"I had a car accident because I went to a banquet, and I won't drink anymore."
"He said, don't drink, don't like it, you go."
After speaking, Hamill closed the door, leaving only the doctor holding a bear paw outside the door in a mess in the night breeze.
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On the third day, Strange prepared cigarettes and alcohol, and knelt at Kama Taj’s door to dry it with a sip of cigarettes and alcohol. He was a little stunned at noon, but the numbness of his brain made him feel Long-lost relaxed ~EbookFREE.me~ Even the knees on the stone slabs don't hurt anymore, my waist is not sore, and I can climb several floors in one breath.
With the help of alcohol, it was obvious that time passed faster. He quickly waited until midnight today. This time the door was opened with a pair of teeth suspended in the air.
In fact, it was a bald black man in a black robe, who was invisible at night.
The food that the other party gave this time was also very strange. It was something Strange had never seen before. It seemed to be a chicken with eight legs and eight wings. After being roasted, it was lying on the plate with eight feet up and down.
"The Supreme Master went to a banquet on the planet of Sparta today, and by the way, he brought some extraterrestrial palace dishes back for everyone to taste, and give you a chicken, lest you starve to death."
Strange has gradually gotten used to it, and now he hopes that this door will open every day, allowing himself a brief contact with hope.
Hope to live.
He didn't think it was making things difficult for him. Instead, he felt that the perpetrator treated him well. He took the roast chicken, and he was moved and asked, "How do you call the master?"
"Daniel Durham, Archmage Kama Taj, candidate for the resident mage in the New York Temple." The other party touched his bald head and looked at the doctor's hair: "Is your hair permed?"
"No, I'm a natural roll." Strange gnawed the drumstick, telling the truth.
The black mage sighed and shook his head as he closed the door:
"The Supreme Master said, you don't have a hot head, he doesn't like you! Let's leave after eating, alas..."
The American doctor nodded repeatedly. He already knew what he was going to do after working tonight.
Smoking, drinking, ironing...
There should be other tests later, right? No matter what, I must do it myself!
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