On the top of Shishan Mountain, more than ten feet away from Yunxiaju where Divine Doctor He lived, two young men were digging the ground with hoes, pickaxes and shovels.
These two people were Fang Jian and Yan Daoqing. What they were digging was the grave, the grave of the ranger.
"I didn't even dig a hole to bury my servant." Yan Daoqing complained with an unhappy face.
Fang Jian dug down with his hoe, and heard a "bang" sound when he dug into a large rock. The hoe was shocked and sparks flew out.
"Such a big stone!" Yan Daoqing's face turned bitter, "We have to dig again."
"Why dig again?" Fang Jian glanced at Yan Daoqing, "Isn't this good?"
Yan Daoqing pointed to the stone and said, "But there are stones."
"The stone is just right for a pillow." Fang Jian looked at the ranger's head, then at the body, shook his head and said, "Tsk, tsk, this Divine Doctor He is really ruthless."
Yan Daoqing said: "As a miracle doctor, it's not surprising that he has some abilities, right?"
"It's not surprising, of course it's not surprising." Fang Jian looked at the depth of the pit, then jumped out of the pit, sat on a rock and asked, "How is your wife? Doctor He didn't agree to treat her? "
Yan Daoqing nodded and said, "Dr. He has promised to treat Zhuo Jing."
"Oh..." Fang Jian nodded slightly, then stood up and said, "Come on, bury him, bury him and then go back."
Yan Daoqing also stood up. One of them held the ranger's head, and the other dragged the ranger's body and put him into the pit.
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that Yan Daoqing's face seemed a little complicated, Fang Jian asked.
Yan Daoqing said: "I always feel like an accomplice."
"You think too much, this man deserves to die, and it's not you and me who killed him. We dug a hole to bury him. This is still a good deed." Fang Jian said with a smile.
After hearing Fang Jian's words, Yan Daoqing's face became much better, and then he nodded and said, "You are right, do good deeds and accumulate virtue."
After burying the ranger, the two returned to Yunxia Residence.
At this time, Divine Doctor He had already arranged a ward for Zhou Ruohua. After seeing Yan Daoqing return, Divine Doctor He immediately said to him: "I have a general understanding of Mrs. Zhou's illness. If she is not treated as soon as possible, she will not survive the summer solstice."
Yan Daoqing became anxious upon hearing this, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Dr. He, asking Dr. He to cure his wife.
Divine Doctor He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Doctors are kind-hearted. I will cure Mrs. Zhou's illness. But after curing Mrs. Zhou's illness, how will you repay me?"
Yan Daoqing was overjoyed when he heard this. He was not afraid that the miracle doctor would negotiate terms, but he was afraid that the miracle doctor would not negotiate terms.
Therefore, Yan Daoqing did not directly tell how much gold and silver he would give to Divine Doctor He, but said cautiously: "I wonder how Divine Doctor He needs this younger generation to repay him?"
Divine Doctor He smiled faintly, and said with an unworldly and noble expression: "First, I don't want your gold and silver, second, I don't want your land, and third, I don't want you to be a cow or a horse. I only want you to do one thing. If you can do it, I will do it for you." Your wife treats illnesses.”
Yan Daoqing frowned slightly. Those things that Divine Doctor He didn't want were exactly what he didn't lack. Since he didn't want those things that he didn't lack, what did Divine Doctor He want?
After pondering for a while, Yan Daoqing immediately said: "Please give me some advice from the miracle doctor."
Divine Doctor He looked solemn and said slowly: "Gold, silver, wealth, and fertile land are of no use to me. What I ask for is just for a wish."
"What is your wish?" Yan Daoqing asked.
Doctor He said: "Everyone in the world says that I am a miracle doctor. In fact, this is not the case. My master, 'Xiangu Xiyue', is the real miracle doctor. My medical skills were all taught by my master."
When Yan Daoqing heard this, he seemed to understand a little bit, "What is Dr. He thinking..."
"Build a temple." Divine Doctor He said: "I want to build a temple for Master in the world, so that she can be worshiped and respected by the world. Although she has already completed her merits and passed away as an immortal, she will definitely be able to bless the world as long as her temple is there. Antai.”
Yan Daoqing finally understood. Not to mention whether Doctor He's master had become an immortal, but he could understand his desire to build a temple for his master.
In the human world, especially in the Tang Dynasty, temples are not erected casually.
Generally, temples are erected by gods with names and surnames among the three families of Heaven, Taoism, and Buddhism. If it is nameless and unknown to the world, then even if you erect it, you will be designated as a "prostitute" by the government, and direct force will be used. eradicate.
Therefore, on this issue, the attitude of the court and the government is very important. If a temple is built in the name of the government, not only will there be no possibility of being labeled as a "prostitute" or "evil god", but it will also be more susceptible to the belief and incense of mortals.
Fang Jian looked over, but he didn't make a sound, but quietly listened to the conversation between the two.
Yan Daoqing didn't hesitate at all. He immediately agreed and said, "Don't worry, Divine Doctor He. My father is Yan Xiumin, a military commander in Yanzhou Prefecture. As long as you can cure my wife, I will definitely treat the miracle doctor in Yanzhou Prefecture." Master built a temple in the city of Yanzhou."
"Oh?" Doctor He's eyes lit up, but he still remained reserved. Then he nodded slowly and said, "In that case, Mr. Yan still needs to sign a letter."
"This is a simple matter. Please lend me some pen and ink." Yan Daoqing said.
Doctor He said: "Master Yan, please come with me."
Then, Divine Doctor He turned around and led Yan Daoqing into his room. Although Fang Jian did not follow him, his divine thought fell on Yan Daoqing and he followed him.
After Yan Daoqing followed Doctor He into the room, the furnishings in the room were very simple, including a wooden bed, a wooden table, and a wooden chair. In addition, there were only a few pots of peonies on the windowsill and the wooden wall on the north side. That half-human-tall portrait.
Yan Daoqing saw the portrait at a glance after entering the house. Above the portrait, he saw a man wearing a lotus plain cloud robe, a green leaf crown on his head, holding a medicine basket, walking in a medicinal garden full of medicinal herbs. Beautiful woman.
The woman's emerald sleeves fluttered, her face was beautiful, her appearance was unknown, and she was graceful and graceful.
Yan Daoqing was stunned for a moment and had to admit that although his wife Zhou Ruohua was also the most beautiful woman in the entire Yanzhou Prefecture, she seemed to pale in comparison with the woman in this painting.
"This is my mentor, 'Xiangu Xiyue'." Divine Doctor He bowed to the portrait, and then said to Yan Daoqing.
Yan Daoqing was greatly surprised when he heard this. He did not expect that the master of He Shenyi would be such a beautiful person, who was like Chang'e in the moon.
At this moment, Yan Daoqing somewhat believed whether Doctor He's master had really become an immortal.
Who would believe such a beautiful woman if she was not a fairy?
Fang Jian, who noticed the situation inside the house through his spiritual thoughts, was sitting in the yard outside and burst out laughing.
The woman painted on the painting on the wall is not the master of Divine Doctor He at all, but a portrait of Divine Doctor He himself.
At this moment, Fang Jian also understood the purpose of Dr. He. She wanted to save people through practicing medicine in the human world, so as to carve out a world for herself, because this is the most important step to enter the ranks of great virtues.
Whether you are a disciple of Taoism or Buddhism, if you want to become a great virtue, it is essential to create incense in the world, preach and save people, teach the Dharma to save the world, and accumulate merit and deeds.
And this is also the only way to obtain the fruition status. If there is no incense and believers in the human world, it is still difficult to obtain the fruition status.
As for Mrs. Yan Daoqing's illness, Fang Jian had already seen clearly that Zhou Ruohua was born with deficiencies and had a declining destiny. To put it simply, she was destined to only be twenty-three years old in this life.
So Fang Jian was very curious about what method this miracle doctor He wanted to use to treat Zhou Ruohua.
Thinking of this, Fang Jian stood up and went to lie down under the persimmon tree outside Yunxiaju. But after a short breath, Fang Jian stood up again. When he looked back, another 'Fang Jian' was lying down. The subordinate is fast asleep.
The Fangjian on the ground was transformed from tree branches. The real Fangjian had already disappeared and walked back into Yunxia Residence.
Then Fang Jian took the lead in arriving at the ward arranged by Dr. He for Zhou Ruohua. Zhou Ruohua was lying on the bed to rest. Her body was extremely weak. If normal rules were followed, she would die in seven days at most.
All the decorations in the house are centered around Zhou Ruohua's hospital bed. The most important ones are the seven stones with spiritual light in the house, twelve pots of three-hundred-year-old elixirs of various varieties, and several more obscure spiritual talismans. Together with the seven spiritual stones and elixirs, they formed a formation surrounding Zhou Ruohua.
"Life-hiding formation!" Fang Jian carefully studied the formation in the house in front of him, and finally came to the conclusion that the formation in front of him was a small life-shielding formation.
The so-called life-covering formation is a formation formed with special spells and special treasures. First, it can hang the lives of the people in the formation, and second, it can conceal the fate of the people in the formation.
But the life-shielding formation is one of the Taoist hidden formations. The so-called hidden formation is a formation that cannot be made public and must be learned by all Taoist disciples. Only Taoist disciples who are above the Golden Immortal Taoism and have attainment status can receive the teaching. This Divine Doctor He obviously only has the True Immortal Taoism and has no Taoism attainment status. Where did she learn this life-shielding formation?
After using the magic of spiritual light to record the situation in the house, Fang Jian left the ward.
When he came out of Zhou Ruohua's ward, Yan Daoqing had already written the receipt. At this time, Doctor He said to Yan Daoqing with a smile on his face: "Master Yan, I have a good understanding of Mrs. Zhou's condition, and I will prepare medicine for Mrs. Zhou tonight. "
"Okay, then let's trouble Doctor He." Yan Daoqing bowed and bowed.
Divine Doctor He waved his hand and said to Yan Daoqing: "Go and see your wife first. She needs to rest and not be tired. After I prepare the medicine, I can give it to my wife."
"Yes, I understand, junior." Yan Daoqing bowed, then turned and headed to the ward where Zhou Ruohua was.
Doctor He watched Yan Daoqing enter the house. She stood there for a moment, then turned and walked out of the courtyard and came to the persimmon tree where Fang Jian was lying.
Fang Jian, who was standing invisible in the yard, saw this and immediately flew back to lie down under the persimmon tree and removed his magic power.
"Hey!" Doctor He came to Fang Jian's side, and then pushed Fang Jian with the crutch in his hand, "Wake up."
Fang Jian muttered, rubbed his groggy eyes and sat down. When he looked up, he smiled and said, "Doctor He, it's you."
Doctor He asked Fang Jian, "Have you remembered your illness?"
"No." Fang Jian shook his head.
Doctor He said: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember it. I already know what your disease is."
"Oh?" Fang Jian's eyes lit up and he asked quickly: "Doctor He, what is my disease?"
"It's either dementia or amnesia." Doctor He said.
Fang Jian immediately asked: "Is there any hope?"
"..." Divine Doctor He was speechless for a while, and then said: "This disease is not fatal, and it is easy to cure. But how are you going to repay me?"
Fang Jian asked: "Doctors practice medicine to help the world, cure diseases and save people, why do they first ask the patients how to repay them?"
Hearing what Fang Jian said, Doctor He smiled faintly and said: "Doctors are also human beings and have to live. As long as they don't do anything that goes against medical ethics, there is no fault. Before I treat a disease, I ask the patient how to repay him because I Shouldn’t we be able to cure their diseases?”
"A miracle doctor is a miracle doctor. What he said makes sense." Fang Jian nodded, then raised his hand to rub his head and said, "My miracle doctor, I had a dream just now."
"Oh?" Divine Doctor He responded lightly, not showing much interest in it.
Fang Jian said with a confused look on his face: "I dreamed that someone told me, 'Everyone has a destiny, and the number of days has already been determined. It cannot be tampered with or changed without authorization, and it violates the law of heaven.'" Doctor He, am I terminally ill? Are you having this inexplicable dream?"
Doctor He trembled slightly when she heard this, but she quickly regained her composure and said to Fang Jian: "It's not dark yet. Isn't it normal for you to daydream like this? I'll give you another seven days. , if you can’t think of anything to repay me with, just go down the mountain.”
After saying that, Divine Doctor He ignored Fang Jian and turned around and entered the fence courtyard.
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The next day, the elixir prepared by Doctor He for Zhou Ruohua came out and was immediately given to Yan Daoqing to feed Zhou Ruohua.
Fang Jian was lying under the persimmon tree, and with just a glance of his mind, he knew what the elixir that Doctor He had given to Zhou Ruohua was.
That is a very common elixir, the 'Solid God-Protecting Pill', which is specially used to strengthen the physical body and protect the soul.
Zhou Ruohua's disease cannot be 'cured' by normal methods, and even the elixir cannot directly change a person's fate and extend his life.
Doctor He took out these elixirs, obviously to stabilize Zhou Ruohua's body and soul first, and then use other methods to prolong his life.
He folded his hands together and put them under his head, looking at the clouds in the sky, but his thoughts drifted to the third prince. I wonder where the third prince has gone wild now?
But soon he discovered another interesting thing. He discovered that after Yan Daoqing got the elixir from Doctor He, he did not give it to Zhou Ruohua immediately. Instead, he put the elixir into the house first and took only one. , then asked Divine Doctor He for a bottle of medicinal wine, put the elixir into the medicinal wine, and ran all the way out of the yard and went straight to Fang Jian.
"Brother Fang, this is the medicinal wine given by Divine Doctor He. I think it would be too wasteful to drink it alone, so I came here to share it with Brother Fang." After Yan Daoqing finished speaking, he placed the two cups in his hand on the stone and shook them Shake the wine bottle, open the stopper and pour a cup of wine soaked in the elixir into each of the two glasses.
Fang Jian sat up solemnly and looked at Yan Daoqing with awe-inspiring eyes. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. This guy is worthy of being a young master from a big family. The mere fact that he did such an immoral thing without any psychological pressure is so shocking. People were in awe.
Asking a stranger whom you just met for a few days to test the medicine, no one with a little bit of conscience would do such a thing, right?
