Tripitaka -JTTW-
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You where sat with Tripitaka in the grass of a plain, wild wheat swayed in the calm breeze.
“ Okay, Let’s go over these. “
He held up a paper.
“ Violence is-? No. No not ‘ Fun ‘. “
He sighed and held up another.
“ Robbery is-? . . NO- Not a- HOW HAVE YOU LIVED THIS LONG AND HAVEN’T GRASPED BASIC MORTALITY-?! “
He shouted, flabbergasted and your sheer audacity.
“ I.. Okay- let’s try a situation. A old man is struggling to carry wood back to his home, what do you do..? “