The three of them turned around and saw a group of official servants coming in from the door.
"Nanfeng County Yamen arrests the officials to handle the case! All outsiders will be taken away to the county government for questioning!" the leader of the officials shouted loudly.
Hearing the shouting, an old man in gray clothes who was eating in the front hall dropped his chopsticks, got up and left.
"Stop! Didn't you hear Grandpa Guan shouting? Come over and squat down, or I'll make you look good!" the leader of the official scolded him sternly.
The old man in gray clothes ignored them, picked up the baggage on the dinner table and wanted to walk out of the hall.
But as soon as he took two steps, he was blocked by several people.
"You want to die, don't you? I think you're too thin to be useful anymore, so I don't want you, so I'll take you first!" The leader of the official pointed his hand, and several people stepped forward to arrest him.
When the old man saw it, he put down the baggage again and hurriedly handed it over and said that he was just passing by and had something to do in a hurry. The few official servants were here for convenience and not to embarrass passers-by.
Several officials burst into laughter and said that the Marquis is recruiting troops now. Those who are rich will pay, those who are powerful will contribute, and those who have no money and power should just ask for their blessings.
"You must have enough money in this baggage, or something valuable to save you from death!" An official said as he went to take the baggage from his table.
The old man in gray clothes was very nervous and immediately protected him.
"This is Coffin Laozi, and you are talking nonsense to a dying man!" Another officer punched him.
The old man in gray clothes stepped back and dodged quickly.
The officer who hit the person let out a cry, a little surprised, and several other people gathered around him when they saw this.
The gray-clothed old man had a calm face and said in a deep voice to the surroundings: "I must not give this burden to you. I don't want anyone to be ruined, let alone someone to die..."
"Hahaha..." There was a burst of laughter in the front hall, and several officials howled with laughter, pointing at the old man and cursing, "You old man who has money but doesn't care about his life."
"Since you are seeking death on your own, don't blame me for being rude. It's hard to persuade the damn ghosts with good words. Now let me remind you one last time. You can't look at this baggage and you want to be my enemy?"
"Haha, what the hell, I said you were fat and you pulled me up!" Several government officials took out ropes and stepped forward together.
Unexpectedly, the old man was dodging left and right, and several government officials jumped into the air.
The government officials became anxious and drew out their sabers one after another and slashed at the old man, but they were all knocked to the ground by the old man.
After the old man knocked down several government servants, he grabbed the baggage on the table and ran out of the door.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door of the inn, the government servant who was hiding at the door and blocking the door suddenly appeared. He raised his hand and something came towards the door.
The old man couldn't avoid it, so he instinctively blocked it with his hands.
Unexpectedly, it was poisonous blinding powder mixed with quicklime. The old man yelled and quickly covered his eyes with his hands.
"What's it called? I'm going to kill you!" The officer at the door then slashed at the old man with another knife. Although the old man lost his eyes, he heard the sound and hurriedly used the baggage in his other hand to block the knife again.
There was a pop, the baggage broke, and a black wooden box fell out. The box was inlaid with colorful jewels, and the patterns formed by those jewels were giving off a pleasing brilliance.
When they saw something valuable, the government officials rushed to grab it.
"Oh my, what does it look like? Open it and take a look!" Someone else said after a yamen officer grabbed the box.
"Can't open it! Anyone who opens it will die!" Upon hearing this, the old man turned around and shouted in panic.
"You old man! You're blind and you're still yelling!" A government official kicked the old man down.
"Open it quickly and take a look, what treasure is inside!" Several government officials ignored the old man and gathered around the government servant who picked up the box to urge him.
The wooden box had a buckle mechanism, and several government officials couldn't open it for a while, so someone suggested using a dagger to pry it open.
The old man on the ground probably heard what was said. He stopped shouting and looked frightened. He got up and stumbled towards the door of the inn.
"No, something bad is going to happen. Let's go!" Hunyuanzi glanced at the wooden box and hurriedly pulled Zhao Chuan. Zhao Chuan hurriedly grabbed Da Mao and hurriedly walked towards the door of the inn.
The government officials were busy prying open the wooden boxes, but no one paid attention to them.
Some of the curious diners in the front room were waiting with their eyes wide open to see what was in the wooden box.
Just as Zhao Chuan and the others walked out of the inn door, they heard a miserable scream behind them, and at the same time, a dazzling bright light came from behind.
"Go quickly! Go quickly! Don't look back!" Hunyuanzi warned Zhao Chuan and the two loudly, pulling them to run and leave the inn quickly.
Several people ran quickly down the street.
Hunyuanzi pulled Zhao Chuan, and Zhao Chuan pulled Da Mao, but Da Mao kept shouting from behind, "Don't pull me! Don't pull me!"
Zhao Chuan wanted to look back, but he didn't dare, and he couldn't let go for fear that Da Mao would be in danger.
Zhao Chuan said in front of him, "Da Mao, what's your name? If I didn't pull you to run away, you might have died."
Da Mao said, Young Master, I’m not talking about you, I’m talking about someone behind me grabbing my waist rope, and I can’t get rid of him.
It wasn't until he ran a few streets that Zhao Chuan asked Hunyuanzi if he could look back so that Hunyuanzi could stop.
Only then did Zhao Chuan dare to look back, and it turned out that the person holding Da Mao was the old man who had been blinded by the poisonous powder plotted by the government officials.
The old man's eyes were closed tightly and a lot of blood was flowing out. He looked really pitiful.
"Benefactor, save me!" The old man still held on to Da Mao and wouldn't let go.
Zhao Chuan asked Damao when did this person follow you?
Da Mao dragged me after telling him about the inn, and I didn’t know what was going on.
Hunyuanzi glanced at the old man and said, "This old man can be saved. Can he be saved now?"
Zhao Chuan looked at the old man's eyelids and said that if he could save one eye in time, he should go find a medicine shop.
After Zhao Chuan finished speaking, Da Mao pointed and said that there was a drug store opposite. What a coincidence.
There are several big characters on the door of the drug store: Huichun Hall.
Seeing Zhao Chuan standing on the street still hesitating, Hunyuanzi said to leave his job quickly, why are he still hesitating?
Da Mao pulled the old man over, and Zhao Chuan had no choice but to follow.
Entering the medicine shop, Zhong Sunsi, the shopkeeper of Huichun Hall, was stunned when he saw the few people coming.
"This old man is as gray as his eyes!" Zhao Chuan pointed at the old man and said.
After Zhongsun Si was stunned, he immediately realized what was happening. He showed no embarrassment, but said with a smile on his face: "Young Master Zhao, just come to my place. I have the antidote in my medicine shop. I guarantee that the two eyes can be cured!"
"Antidote?" Zhao Chuan was surprised after hearing this, "Do you still have an antidote for the disease? Isn't this harmful medicine sold in your store?"
Zhongsun Si smiled bitterly, "It seems that Mr. Zhao misunderstood me too much because of past events. This harmful medicinal powder has nothing to do with me. It was invented by a group of yamen servants in the county yamen. Although I was hired as a yamen clerk, But I can’t control them, I am just a doctor. They have harmed people a lot, and the injured have come to me for treatment more often, so I have prepared corresponding antidotes..."
Hunyuanzi told Zhao Chuan to forget it, it was more important to save people first.
Zhongsun Si used the potion he prepared to wash the old man's eyes for half an hour, and then he was basically fine.
Zhongsun Si then wrapped his eyes with cloth and said that he could not see the light for the time being and that he would be fine after a few days of rest.
Hunyuanzi said thank you to the old gentleman and asked how much gold he had.
Zhongsun Si hurriedly waved his hands and said it was nothing important.
Hunyuanzi asked the old man how his eyes felt, and the old man said they were fine, not as painful as before.
Hunyuanzi said that he has good medical skills and is a rejuvenating hall.
Zhongsun Si said, "Where is this? This young master in front of me is the Holy Hand God. I dare not call him that."
Hunyuanzi said that the old gentleman was being humble.
Zhongsun Si said that he did not dare to be too modest. To be honest, since I met Dr. Wang Decai in Xintang Town last time, my brand should have been smashed long ago. The reason why I haven't smashed it is because I want to wait until Wang Decai and this young man can find me by the name of the shop. , so as to ask for medical advice face to face.
Zhao Chuan snorted and said, Mr. Zhongsun really knows how to say kind words. I was angry with you at first, but now I have lost most of it.
Zhongsun Si laughed and said, saying that I have always liked the art of Qihuang all my life. I have never had the opportunity to gain fame, get rich, or become an official...
Zhao Chuan curled his lips and walked around pretending to check the medicinal materials in the pharmacy, not wanting to pay attention to him.
Zhongsun Si knew that Zhao Chuan still had objections to him, so he did not show off his face and struck up a conversation with Da Mao.
Knowing that the old man's belongings had been robbed by the county government officials, Zhongsun Si stamped his feet and cursed those people.
Zhongsun Si's eyes widened when he learned that the treasure box that was robbed was called Baolaishe, and that it contained relic beads that could make people immortal.
Knowing that Hunyuanzi was Zhao Chuan's master, Zhongsun Si hurriedly invited her to the inner room of the medicine shop to watch tea. He also suggested that there was an inn nearby where the old man could stay, and he could go there at any time to check on his recovery.
Zhao Chuan said no need. The old man just wanted to help someone he met on the street. Now he had to do the most urgent thing, which was to go to the county government prison to rescue someone.
Zhongsun Si said, "Oh, if you want to handle this matter, it's better for you to come to me. It's just that I'm not a prisoner on death row. It's just a matter of words for me to come forward."
Hunyuanzi said that would be great, and asked the old gentleman to go for a trip now. I heard that I, the man in prison, was dying. If I went too late, I might not be able to save my life.
Zhongsun Si said it was so serious? Yeah, that's really a problem. I'm going to take a look. What's that person's name?
Zhao Chuan smacked his lips and said that the person had no name. She was one of my servants. She was a woman. I named her Qiyatou. She looked about 15 years old.
Zhongsun Si said okay, you guys wait in my store first, I will go for a run. After that, he asked the store clerk to come out to wait on a few people, and he hurried out of the drug store.
As soon as Zhongsun Si left, the others were bored waiting.
Seeing the old man sitting aside silently, he didn't say a word to thank everyone for saving him. Zhao Chuan asked Hunyuanzi, "Do you recognize this old man?"
Hunyuanzi shook his head.
Zhao Chuan asked Hunyuanzi with his eyes: If you don't recognize him, why do you have to pay so much attention? The business is not finished yet.
But Hunyuanzi paused and said that she seemed to have heard of the wooden box that fell to the ground.
"What is that wooden box?" Zhao Chuan asked.
Hunyuanzi said that the wooden box was called Baolaishe, and it contained the relics of Buddhist monks. It was said that there was a secret in it that could make people immortal. She had seen this before when she was a child.
What is relic? Zhao Chuan didn't know, so Hunyuanzi patiently explained to him. The treasure box that was robbed was called Baolaishe. There were
At this time, Lao De, who had been sitting aside, spoke up and said to Zhao Chuan that you may have a connection with Buddhism, but are you interested in participating in spiritual enlightenment?
Zhao Chuan shook his head repeatedly.
After shaking his head, he remembered that the old man had a bad eye and could not see for the time being, and was wrapped in a cloth. Then he said that he was not a monk. The monk was a vegetarian every day and couldn't bear it.
The old man said that monks are not forbidden to eat meat.
Is there such a thing? Zhao Chuan was very surprised.
Probably guessing Zhao Chuan's question, the old man added: "Buddhism never forbids monks and nuns from eating meat. It only prohibits five kinds of meat: scallions, garlic, leeks, green onions and coriander."
Seeing that Zhao Chuan did not respond, anticipating that Zhao Chuan still had questions, the old man added, "Tantrism is different from Zen. Tantra is the Mahayana teaching. It follows the origin of Buddhism and follows orthodox precepts. Monks and nuns are not prohibited from eating meat. Zen Buddhism is After Buddhism was introduced to China, it was derived from Confucianism and Taoism. It was not until Emperor Wu of Liang Dynasty that the imperial court issued an imperial edict strictly prohibiting monks and nuns from eating meat."
"Oh," Zhao Chuan suddenly realized, "it turns out that monks can eat meat."
"Yes," the old man nodded and said, "Not only can you eat meat, but you can also grow your hair. You don't need to shave your head, and you don't need to burn the scars."
Zhao Chuan understood, glanced at Hunyuanzi, and then turned back to ask him, "Are you a monk?"
The old man smiled and didn't answer.
After the old man said so much to Zhao Chuan, Zhao Chuan thought that the old man wanted him to become a monk. How could this be possible? The master in front of me is a Taoist priest, and my third uncle is also a Taoist priest. I have been the abbot of Qingfeng Temple for a few days.
So even though the kind of monk the old man was talking about was so free, he had never been interested in becoming a monk.
Zhao Chuan asked again in a joking tone: "Can a monk marry a wife?"
"This, this, I'm afraid I can't." The old man laughed awkwardly.
