"this?"
Xuanniang took off her sunglasses and looked at Zen Master Gu Ming curiously: "Old monk, do you know how far Lingnan is from the northeast? Even including the straight-line distance, it is more than eight thousand miles. Do you really want to go?"
Xuanniang didn't believe that an old monk could go so far in troubled times. Seeing that Zen Master Gu Ming was so determined, she felt that he was not joking.
Zen Master Gu Ming looked at the crowd, his expression pious and relieved, but he was still determined to go:
"In the past, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva made a great wish and vowed not to become a Buddha until hell was empty. The Buddha loved all living things and cut his flesh to feed eagles and feed tigers. Xuanzang traveled thousands of miles to obtain the true scriptures. In the ancient Ming Dynasty, he practiced Buddhism at the entrance of Baoping Temple. For decades, he turned a blind eye to the suffering of the people and did nothing. This is indeed the consequences of Lao Monk. If I can spend the rest of my life to find a way to rescue these children, it will be regarded as the benevolence of cultivating Buddhism."
"Old Taoist priest, if you really want to go, we can't stop you. We can only wish you a safe journey."
“But what should I do if I am empty?”
Song Siyuan looked at Jingkong. This young monk was only a few years old and might not be able to endure the hardship of traveling a long distance.
Jingkong looked at everyone with clear, pure eyes: "Sister Song, I also want to go with Master, so that I can have someone to take care of me on the way."
The two masters and apprentices have decided to go to Lingnan. Song Siyuan has nothing to object to. She looked at them and said: "I will ask the foreign doctors to find a way. Maybe Western medicine can find a way to treat them. After all, they are still alive. It's just If you approve a fur, there will definitely be a way to save them."
"Thank you so much, donor."
"Then, little brother Xu, what are your plans, or are you going to travel around the world?"
If there is no one in the temple, Xu Xiake will definitely not be able to stay here. He also knows this: "I will wait a few more days to put Zen Master Gu Ming and Jingkong on the train, and then I have to rush to Qinling. The eleventh day of the winter lunar month is It’s Taiyi’s birthday to save Ku Tianzun, so I have to celebrate the ceremony at Chongxu Temple. Now that it’s halfway through October, I have to rush back as soon as possible.”
"Okay, here is my business card. If you need help in the future, you can come to me in Fengtian."
Song Siyuan handed over a business card, and Xu Xiake took it with both hands and put it into his sword barrel: "Okay."
After everyone had decided where to go, it was time to part ways. Yue Guanchao and the others chatted for a while and then drove their carriage back to Fengtian.
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Northeast, Fengtian City, Nanluogu Lane.
Not long after returning to Fengtian from Anyuan County, the sunny weather turned to howling wind and snow. They were afraid that the cold would arouse Hualing's illness again, so they quickly heated up the steam boiler and called the doctor to give her antidote pills.
According to Kong Deshun's words, good medicine that tastes bitter must have strong effects. Soon after Hua Ling's thin body took the pills, the attack was more violent than his.
Song Siyuan had no choice but to drive Yue Guanchao and the others out, and stayed alone in the room with Hua Ling. Everyone sat around the hall and warmed themselves by the fire, moaning in terror. No matter how warm the furnace was, they only felt cold and cold in their hearts, without any heat at all. None of them!
Yue Guanchao looked at Sun Daqiao. The old man was standing outside the house. He was so cold that his nose had runny eyes and he didn't get up from the ground. He was still kneeling on the bricks and praying with his hands. He had never been so pious in his life.
Hua Ling screamed inside for half an hour, her voice gradually changing from a roar to a gasp, and finally died down and returned to calm.
With a creak, Song Siyuan opened the door and wiped the sweat from her head. Seeing her coming out, Sun Daqiao hurriedly opened the cotton curtain and walked in: "Song Qianjin, how is Hua Ling? It's not disfigured."
"Of course not. Just as I thought, Hua Ling is relatively young, the miasma poison she took is not deep, and there is not too much accumulation of aging substances in her body. She has returned to normal after taking the pills, but her appearance is indeed different."
"See for yourselves."
When Song Siyuan got out of the way, Sun Daqiao hurriedly ran into the back room. Hua Ling had already changed her dirty clothes and was sitting quietly on the sofa. Yue Guanchao stretched his head and took a look. He had to say that it was indeed very different from before.
In the past, Hualing was said to be unpleasant. Her face was as white as paper and her body was weak. She would fall down when the wind blew, just like a sick young man.
Now she has changed from being immature. Not only have the freckles on her face faded away, but her skin color has also changed from paper-pale to mutton-fat jade white. She is crystal clear and slightly rosy, just like the peach blossoms in spring. Her eyebrows are dark without painting, and her mouth is not painted. The red hair on his head changed from frizzy and dry to oily and shiny.
Even though his body is still thin, he can feel his energy returning, and the shortness of breath that always hangs on his life has completely dissipated.
The doctor on the side felt her pulse and showed a relieved expression: "Don't worry, Miss Hualing's illness has been cured. It's just that her body is really thin after recovering from a serious illness, so she needs to take more good supplements."
"Sun Daqiao, are you relieved now?"
Unknowingly, Sun Daqiao burst into tears, and his nose turned red. He didn't know whether he was cold or red from crying. He knelt down to Song Siyuan with a pop:
"This time, it is true that I, Sun Daqiao, have a dark heart and am obsessed with plotting against you. From now on, if I still have a little bit of strength, I will have to be a bully and a horse in my next life to repay you Song Qianjin. If you are asked to do it, I will do it without hesitation, even if you ask me to go up. I will never say no even if the sword is boiling, and I will definitely tell fortunes at Xiaonanmen from now on, and I will never join the old witch~"
