Xiang Zhihan and the others did not attend the banquet held for him by Lin'an County in the end. He never liked to deal with such occasions.
They set off lightly at dawn.
They came with a whole oxcart full of things to pack, and left with only a few pieces of luggage.
They thought no one would notice their departure, but when the three of them arrived at the city gate, they were still surrounded by enthusiastic Lin'an people.
"Doctor Xiang, this is a vegetable grown by my family. You can take some to eat on the road."
"Mrs. Xiang, use these silks to make some clothes."
"Doctor Xiang, this belongs to my family..."
The people enthusiastically presented Xiang Zhihan with their own specialties, such as eggs and duck eggs, bacon and smoked chicken, and hairpin rings. They were all hung on Xiang Zhihan and Jiang Buwan. Even Xiao Qingruo was not spared. Yu Difficulty.
"That's enough, that's enough." Jiang Buwan shouted in the crowd, "There's enough stuff. Thank you for everyone's kindness."
Her arms were almost full, but someone took the opportunity to hang things on her body. She felt like she was now like the sacred marriage tree in the fairy world, full of things.
Xiang Zhihan's condition was not much better than hers. There was almost no free space on his body, and he even wore several hats on his head.
"Okay, okay." One of the elder brothers found that there was really no room for them, and he quickly raised his arms and shouted, telling everyone not to send them away.
"Give way, give way."
A free and easy female voice came from behind, "This is the carriage I prepared for Dr. Xiang."
As soon as everyone heard that there was a carriage, they all put their things on the carriage driven by the woman. The empty carriage was filled to the brim in an instant.
Everyone made a way for the woman, who got off her horse and said, "Doctor Xiang, this is my little wish. Thank you for saving our family's lives. Please accept it."
"Yes, Doctor Xiang, please accept it."
"You are our great benefactor in Lin'an."
The people shouted one after another, looking at Xiang Zhihan with eager and grateful eyes.
Xiang Zhihan looked around and met their clear and bright eyes, his heart moved slightly.
For him, this was just a simple matter, but it could save the life of a city.
The seniors in the sect always say that you should not interfere with the fate of mortals without authorization.
But if it was only for his own benefit, why would he have to practice hard since childhood, and why should he pursue any great path?
He could feel some inexplicable changes in his body. He couldn't tell what it was, but it seemed that something was different from before.
Xiao Qingruo looked up at Xiang Zhihan with admiration, "Doctor Xiang is so amazing. I will be as powerful as Dr. Xiang in the future."
Jiang Buwan smiled and caressed Xiao Qingruo's head, "I believe you, you can do it."
"I have received your thoughts." Xiang Zhihan paused and said, "Everyone, please come back. Don't send me away."
Most of the time, he is actually not good at words, so after thinking for a long time, he only said these two dry sentences.
He had practiced cultivation in an empty cold room for hundreds of years without saying a word.
On weekdays, he is a taciturn person in the sect, but he is the type who can do nothing but talk a lot.
The few words he said in his life were all told to Jiang Buwan, although most of them were lies.
Xiang Zhihan was no match for the enthusiastic people, and finally he and Jiang Buwan got into the carriage sent by the woman.
He drove a long way in his carriage, and he was still followed by many people seeing him off.
Xiang Zhihan gritted his teeth and increased his speed until the people behind him disappeared.
Jiang Buwan looked away and said, "The people of Lin'an can no longer be seen."
She smiled and said, "We really did a good thing during our trip to Lin'an."
A smile appeared on the corner of Xiang Zhihan's mouth and said, "Yes."
"Husband." Jiang Buwan suddenly asked, "Do you think they will build a temple for you and build a golden body?"
Xiang Zhihan was stunned for a moment and said, "That's probably not the case. Those who built temples and built golden bodies are all people who have achieved immortal merits. My small achievements are not worth building a temple for me."
"I think it's very possible." Jiang Buwan leaned on the carriage, swaying his little feet, and asked casually, "There are huge benefits to erecting a statue in the temple. Aren't you attracted by it, husband?"
If a mortal can ascend, besides practicing hard, there is another way - mortal's faith.
"What a huge benefit?" Xiang Zhihan was puzzled, "It's just a false name, so what kind of benefit can it be?"
Jiang Buwan was shocked, didn't he know?
It has been a long time since she came to the next world, but the last time she came, there were still examples of people who had become saints in the mortal world. They were all people who had made extraordinary achievements and had great merits.
This was also a means of cultivation for ordinary people at that time. They did not cultivate external objects, but only cultivated their original mind.
Don’t you know that today’s lower world can use the faith of mortals to practice?
Jiang Buwan narrowed his eyes and realized that the upper realm had blocked the passage to the lower realm for ascension.
They don't want to see newcomers ascend to snatch their resources and occupy their immortal positions, so how can they leave behind such a bug-level technique?
When Xiang Zhihan saw that Jiang Buwan was still silent, he turned his head and saw her with her head hanging down, looking like she was thinking hard. He smiled and asked, "Wanwan, what are you thinking about? Are you so absorbed?"
Jiang Buwan came to his senses and replied with a smile, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about how to open the school after I return."
Xiang Zhihan's actions in Lin'an County have long been reported back to Qingshui Town, and his reputation as a miracle doctor has been fully established in Qingshui Town and even Lin'an County.
Therefore, as soon as Xiang Zhihan and the others returned, they began to treat the patients who came here to see them without taking a rest.
Xiao Qingruo had just arrived at the hospital and had not yet identified all the medicinal materials, so Jiang Buwan had to stay in the hospital temporarily to help.
On this day, Xiang Zhihan sent away the last patient, looked back at the two people who were already paralyzed from exhaustion, and said with a wry smile, "It seems that being famous is not a good thing."
Jiang Buwan lay on the table and said feebly, "Husband, I'm tired and hungry, and I don't want to move anymore."
She was busy getting medicines and treating patients all day today, and she barely had a moment to spare. She ate a bowl of Yangchun noodles in the morning, and took a few bites of pancakes to cushion her stomach at noon, until now.
Xiang Zhihan is a monk, so he can still hold up this small scene.
He stepped forward and massaged Jiang Buwan's shoulders and arms skillfully and seasonedly. He had not specifically learned massage techniques, but he knew the acupuncture points of the human body very well. In addition, during the massage process, he secretly delivered some spiritual energy to soothe him. Fatigue, so his massage is not inferior to any masseur.
Jiang Buwan squinted his eyes and enjoyed the service from Xiang Zhihan.
Not to mention, her sore arms gradually soothed under Xiang Zhihan's hands, and they were even more comfortable than in the morning.
"Are you feeling better?" Xiang Zhihan took back his hand and asked.
"Much better." Jiang Buwan hugged Xiang Zhihan's arm, then jumped up and kissed him on the face, "My husband is so amazing."
Xiang Zhihan froze in place. This was the first time someone kissed him.
Although Jiang Buwan moved very quickly, just a little bit, her warmth and smell seemed to remain on his face.
