Jing Si agreed to set off after three days.

All of a sudden, there was a clear and quiet appearance in the Taoist temple, and there were no pilgrims today.

Sometimes Li Yu feels that this is what a Taoist temple should look like, quiet, peaceful...

"There are quite few pilgrims today..."Fang Hua sat on the steps, obviously a little bored.

"It's not every day that people come to pray for incense. Li Yu said: "It's good to get used to it, even if it's Changbai Mountain, Longhu Mountain, Maoshan Luofu Mountain, and other famous mountain resorts, there will be empty doors and no one in the holy land of Daomen, not to mention our mountain... If you have time, find something you like to do, your life... Oh no, corpses don't just look at the door. ”

"Hmm... Life, oh no, is the meaning of corpses. ”

Fang Hua was really seriously thinking about this problem, leaning against the wall and looking up to think.

Li Yu also smiled silently, this kind of problem can only be understood by her, the person concerned.

The meaning of life, the meaning of life, is not given by others, but sought by oneself.

A light drizzle and the wind blows.

Taoist, the female crown stands among them, silent and picturesque.

At this moment, the sound of crying came.

It broke the tranquility of the Taoist temple at once.

Fang Hua and Li Yu both raised their heads, and the one who entered the Taoist temple was a little boy, about 7 years old.

The little boy was still holding a bird in his hand, and the bird looked like it was dying, probably not going to survive.

"Big brother, can you save it... They say you're a master, you're very powerful..."The little boy had tears on his face and handed the bird to Li Yu.

"You came here alone?" Li Yu looked at the little boy with some surprise, how old is this.

"I... My babe is sick... I heard you're a master... Can you save it..."

This little bird already has more air in and less air out.

Name: Beibei

Gender: Female

Race: Birds (Parrots)

Note: Birds that are dying due to wound infection cannot be saved even if they are sent to the hospital now.

"Poor Dao is not a doctor, and he won't save birds..."Li Yu looked at the little boy who was full of expectations, and still said slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry, Poor Dao can't be saved..."

The little boy hung his head in disappointment and sadness, and then burst into tears, and the dying little parrot seemed to feel something, and rubbed the boy's hand with its little head, as if to comfort him.

When Li Yu just wanted to comfort the child, Fang Hua came over.

Reached out and stroked the bird.

A gentle and peaceful power wrapped around the parrot.

Li Yu looked at the little bird with a stunned expression, and the torn wound on the original body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In about half a minute, the bird was completely healed.

"This..."

"Boom-"

The parrot flew up again, hovered over the little boy's head for a moment, and then began to rub before returning to his shoulder.

"Thank you, big sister!"

The little boy kissed Fang Hua on the cheek and left happily with the little parrot.

"You're smiling. ”

Li Yu looked at Fang Hua who was smiling, and suddenly his heartbeat also missed a beat.

The thief is pretty—

It's not that Fang Hua's appearance is beautiful... Her appearance had already been seen countless times, but this heartfelt smile made Fang Hua look more human.

Like a person, not a zombie who has become a sperm.

"Babble.. Is it. Fang Hua also realized that he was smiling like a flower just now, and muttered, "I don't seem to hate this feeling." ”

"Not only are you not annoying, but you like it very much... What kind of healing method do you use?"

Li Yu was curious.

She used the Dao method of healing, and the original owner of this body, Fang Huamin, used the same one... And even better!

It's not that I haven't seen Fang Huamin use this technique in the water mirror before, as a little virgin, she has also used it on small animals, this effect is not a grade at all, and the treatment speed is not just a little slower.

After death, you turn into a zombie and use healing techniques to make it even more effective?

It's not scientific at all.

"Ahh It's the Dao method that Fang Huamin used before her death, and I just happened to see her learning this Dao method recently... It's pretty simple to be honest. Fang Hua continued to exercise the Dao Law as a matter of course in front of Li Yu, and said with a smile: "If you want to learn, I'll teach you." ”

The green breath of life condensed at her fingertips.

"It's incredible, they are obviously zombies, their existence itself conflicts with the concept of life, and even if a powerful zombie can forcibly use the healing method, it will be extremely difficult, and the result will be half the effort. ”

The system also let out an exclamation and looked incredulous.

"Now where is this half the effort, this power is probably super doubled..."

What is certain is that Fang Hua is definitely not a simple creature like a zombie...

But what does it make if it's a zombie or something else, Li Yu thinks that at least Fang Hua in front of him is the cute girl with a lively and beautiful dog nose...

Throwing away other thoughts, Li Yu asked curiously: "What are the limitations of your treatment technique, it can only treat wounds? ”

Li Yu pondered that the treatment effect was super doubled, so did the treatment range be super doubled along with it?

"For now, I guess we can only treat wounds. Fang Hua shook his head and said, "I read her memories before, there are ways to treat wounds, diseases, toxins, and even mental problems, but they are all separated... I don't know if this Fang Huamin learned those before his death, or if he only learned the Tao of healing wounds, let's see when the time comes, anyway, I will look at her memory every night when I have nothing to do. ”

"Is there a sect that specializes in this way? Li Yu said with a little regret: "If this sect is still handed down to the present, hanging the pot to help the world, curing the sick and saving people, it can be described as immeasurable merit..."

"Hanging pots to help the world, healing diseases and saving people..."

Fang Hua seemed to have a reaction to these eight words, raised his head, looked at the sky blankly and said.

"It always feels like someone has told me..."

......

In the following time, there were not many pilgrims, and the trend tended to be flat, and it was just the right time to understand Fang Hua's healing techniques.

At present, it is true that it can only have an effect on the wound, but the effect is extraordinarily domineering, no matter how big or small, as long as there is still a breath, it can directly make the wound heal.

And the treatment of the wound is not perfect, this can only allow the wound to heal, but not really return blood, if you lose too much blood, it is still not good, or you will die because of it.

After a few days, Jing Si also came to the door of Yuqing Temple as promised.

"Master, please. ”