Back at the temple, Yan Zening was still lying under the Buddha statue. Chi Yu was exhausted after being tortured all night. She took out the dry biscuits, chewed them twice, and mixed them with stream water to swallow.
He was about to make ginseng soup again, and when he picked up the vessel, he felt that the vessel weighed a thousand kilograms and was impossible to lift.
Chi Yu was stunned, and turned to get the small bench, but found that she could not lift the small bench. It was less than an inch from the ground, her wrist could not support it, and the bench fell from her hands.
Chi Yu looked at his hands blankly.
what happened……
Is it the sequelae of a broken spiritual root? She only had a broken spiritual root, not a broken hand tendon...
Chi Yu sat on the small bench and relaxed for a while.
If she has no strength in her hands, what will she do in the future? Everything requires strength.
Chi Yu felt extremely depressed and punched the wooden table. The tattered table was knocked over and creaked.
She looked at her fist, a trace of doubt and joy welling up in her heart. She went to get the utensil again, and this time she lifted it up easily.
Chi Yu quickly cooked the ginseng soup, fed it to Yan Zening, and then wiped the ginseng soup that spilled from the corners of his mouth.
Then I thought about it.
The small piece of ginseng she bought was cooked in two days.
She had to find a way to get the money.
Chi Yu pawned two hairpins, a jade bracelet, and a pair of silver earrings, and the money in exchange was only enough to buy a piece of ginseng.
Chi Yu held the piece of ginseng and stood at the door of the medicine hall for a long time, thinking about what to do in the future.
A well-dressed middle-aged man came over to chat with Chi Yu.
"The girl has encountered some difficulties."
The middle-aged man stared at Chi Yu, looking up and down. Chi Yu felt uncomfortable and took two steps forward, not wanting to talk to him.
The middle-aged man followed Chi Yu and introduced himself to his family.
"My surname is Zhu, and I am the steward of the Zhu Mansion."
Chi Yu glanced at this man and didn't know why he said this.
The man continued: "Young lady is worried about this ginseng. The Zhu family has been doing medicinal business for so many years, but there is not much of anything, just a lot of ginseng."
Are you here to promote ginseng and do business? But how did he know that she was worried about ginseng? He wouldn't be investigating her.
Chi Yu was wary in his heart, but naturally said that he was not worried about ginseng.
Seeing that Chi Yu refused to admit it, the middle-aged man didn't bother much. He only left the words "If the girl really wants ginseng, she can come to Zhu's house at any time", and then left waving his fan.
Chi Yu didn't take this matter to heart. After the middle-aged man left, she also returned to the temple.
To Chi Yu's surprise, Yan Zening actually woke up.
Yan Zening leaned on the pedestal of the Buddha statue, his head lowered, with black hair hanging down on both sides. Chi Yu couldn't see his face clearly.
"Master?" Chi Yu put the wrapped ginseng slices on the table, "Why do you have the strength to get up? It seems that the doctor's prescription is still useful."
Yan Zening raised his head and faced Chi Yu with empty eye sockets and a face covered with scars.
He said calmly: "I thought I was dead." He lowered his head again and looked at his hands. After a long time, he asked: "Why did you save me?"
"Your spiritual roots are gone."
Chi Yu heard that something was wrong, she pursed her lips and said, "Master, were you conscious at that time?"
He had just woken up, and she didn't tell him. How did he know that her spiritual root was gone? Unless he was conscious at the time, then...
"Master... was it very painful at that time..."
After Yan Zening heard this, he clenched his clothes tightly with his hands and moved his lips, but could no longer say anything.
Aren't you in pain?
Your spiritual roots are destroyed, don’t you feel pain?
Chi Yu pinched his chin, looked up at the top of the temple, and answered what he just asked: "Instead of saying why I saved you, you might as well ask me why I didn't save you."
"What reason do you need to save people?"
It’s just spiritual roots.
"Master, I admit that spiritual roots are very important. Many people think that no matter how much they pay for this thing, it is worth it, but I don't think so. If my spiritual roots can give you a chance to live, that would be... great ”
Chi Yu grabbed Yan Zening's hand and said, "Look, Master, you are safe now, that is the most happy thing in the world."
Yan Zening took out his hand and turned his head to the side. Chi Yu couldn't see his face again.
Chi Yu stood up and said: "And Master, don't you want to go to the Far East? If your life is gone, do you still want me to carry your body? The journey is so far, I think it's you You have to walk by yourself, you are too heavy for me to carry."
"But, Master," Chi Yu squatted down, propped up his face and looked at Yan Zening who lowered his head. As their breaths mingled, Yan Zening couldn't help but hold his breath. "Why are you running?"
"The situation was too urgent and you haven't answered me yet."
"Is it because I forced you to sell your clothes for money?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Chi Yu shook his head and murmured, "That's probably not the reason."
Chi Yu lowered his eyes, "It should be because of Qing Lian."
Yan Zening remained silent and finally said:
"After coming out of Yijianmen, we are actually no longer masters and disciples."
"You don't have to do this..." He tilted his head and frowned, as if he was asking a difficult problem that he had never encountered before and was at a loss. "I just... don't understand why you did this."
"I have chosen to leave."
Why are you chasing after me, and then when you encounter something like this, you don't leave when you have the chance, and you have no future.
"Master, haven't you ever thought that it's because of feelings?"
"emotion?"
What feelings? allows you to do this.
Chi Yu smiled and said, "Master, we have been together for almost two months. Even if we are not a master-disciple relationship, don't we have family ties? No matter how bad things are, we still have friends. My friend left without saying goodbye, should I You can’t go after him and ask why.”
"Then when you see someone you know is in trouble, you go and help. Is there anything wrong with that?" Chi Yu spread his hands.
No, no, that's not the case at all, feelings? ! Emotions are nothing compared to these! Who would bear that kind of price for feelings?
Liar! She is a liar, she must have other reasons, other reasons for greater gain.
He had to think about it, what did she want from him?
If it’s not fame, wealth and status, he can’t give it to you.
If it wasn't for a future as an immortal, he couldn't give it to him.
He can't give it unless it's overwhelming power.
What does she want?
Yan Zening clearly felt Chi Yu's every move in the temple, every breath and every breath, she was drinking water, she was opening the cloth, she was making a fire, she was pouring water, she was cooking.
She took two steps in his direction.
His heart beat violently in the silence, almost forcing Yan Zening to be unable to breathe. He wanted to leave, but his body could not move according to his will.
Why couldn't he leave? He was about to be forced to death by Chi Yu.
"Master, drink the ginseng soup." Chi Yu put the soup to Yan Zening's lips, he opened his mouth and drank slowly.
Yan Ze listened quietly to Chi Yu's words.
While feeding her, she said: "Master, I don't have much money left, so I can't buy any ginseng. I'll go to the hills near the city tomorrow to see if there are any ginseng. If you're lucky, you won't have to worry about your medicine these days. .”
"I'll probably be back later tomorrow."
"I will put your rations for tomorrow on your right hand side and the water on your left hand side. The conditions are not good now, so you can make do with it."
Yan Zening nodded.
A night of silence.
The next day, Chi Yu said hello to Yan Zening and left.
Chi Yu came out of the temple and walked to the foot of the mountain. Suddenly he felt dizzy and fainted on the spot. When he woke up, it was already dark, and the mountains at night were very dangerous. Chi Yu didn't want to stay here any longer, so he went back soon.
The moonlight shines in from the mullioned windows of the temple and shines on Yan Zening's thin eyelids.
Yan Zening sat on the haystack with his eyes closed. He was not sleeping yet. He was waiting for Chi Yu.
At the beginning.
Chi Yu hasn't come back yet, so she's still looking.
It’s so hard to find.
Nothing will happen.
…
There is no sun.
Isn’t Chi Yu coming back?
Wait a moment.
He must have left.
The moon is out.
Must have left.
You can't find anything at night.
Very good.
How hypocritical.
…
Chi Yu carefully pushed open the temple door.
It's so late, Master should be asleep.
The door was slightly open, and she suddenly saw Yan Zening standing under the Buddha statue. The moon shone on his ferocious face. He opened his eyes and spoke in a cold tone.
"You're back."
Chi Yu closed the door and whispered: "Master, I didn't find ginseng today. I'll look for it tomorrow."
Yan Zening closed his eyes and said, "Go to sleep."
Early in the morning, Chi Yu greeted Yan Zening and went to the top of the mountain again. She didn't faint this time. She spent the whole morning searching on the top of the mountain. Not to mention ginseng, she didn't even see the shadow of a radish.
Chi Yu walked down the mountain dejectedly and walked to the door of the medicine hall unconsciously. She glanced at the plaque attentively, took a breath, walked into the medicine hall, and asked the shopkeeper with a shy face.
"Shopkeeper, can you give me some century-old ginseng on credit?"
The shopkeeper was making calculations without raising his head, "Is there anything available?"
Chi Yu replied no.
"Then what are you talking about here?"
As soon as the shopkeeper finished speaking, Chi Yu was driven out with a broom by the waiter.
After coming out of the medicine hall, she walked on the way back to the temple. She had a little luck in her heart. The master had woken up now and seemed to be in good health. Maybe he was gifted and could be cured by drinking ginseng soup two or three times. , no need for ginseng.
However, reality broke Chi Yu's fantasy. When she walked into the temple, she was greeted by Yan Zening who had fainted.
She hurried over to call Yan Zening, but Yan Zening was unconscious. She waited from day to night, and Yan Zening was still awake. She lay on Yan Zening's body to listen to his heartbeat, but was horrified to find that the heartbeat frequency was the same as before drinking the ginseng soup.
Is this medicine irreversible?
She was so panicked that she recalled what the middle-aged man had said to her some time ago.
Zhu's Mansion?
Chi Yu grabbed Yan Zening's hand, thought for a long time, and finally knocked on the door of Zhu's mansion at night.
An hour later.
Chi Yu left Zhu's Mansion and walked on the street. She was stunned. She remembered what the fifty-year-old man said to her.
"I still need a beautiful and considerate person. I'm tired of the first few rooms. I think Miss Chi is good. I really feel sorry for her. She is suitable to be my seventh concubine."
"There really isn't much in Zhu's Mansion, only ginseng. Miss Chi knocked on the door of my Zhu's Mansion in the evening. I'm afraid she's desperate. Is your brother okay?"
"Come here, give me a piece of ginseng to Miss Chi. Think of it as a greeting gift from me to Miss Chi. You don't have to be formal, just take it. I just hope that Miss Chi will give me a reply as soon as possible."
Chi Yu collected this ginseng.
She knew that this ginseng was not easy to get, but she had no choice.
There was nothing left on her.
Be it money or force.
