Just when Abbot Dehui was anxiously waiting, the mountain gate creaked open, and Tang Xuedong, dressed in white, appeared at the door, and said with a smile: "The family teacher invites the abbot in." She didn't see Qiu Yu, who was full of bad luck in her imagination, so that a look of doubt flashed in her bright eyes, "Hey, what about the kid surnamed Qiu?"

At last said that Miaoyu agreed to meet, and Abbot Dehui's sad face had a hint of joy, and he pointed to the sack on the mule's back and said, "It's there." ”

Looking at the bulging sack with gloating eyes, Tang Xuedong clapped his hands with a smile and praised: "Okay, the stinky boy has turned into a little piglet and got into the sack, it's really happy." For a while, she felt that the monk opposite was like a relative, and hurriedly said: "Abbot, please come in, I'll show you the way, and the family teacher is waiting for you." ”

"Okay, there's Miss Lao. ”

After being silent for many years, his heart became excited, and Abbot Dehui followed Tang Xuedong into the Taoist temple with a four-eared Zen staff in his hand, and the black mule was quite spiritual, and he automatically followed behind without waiting for the master's command.

In the snow in front of her stood the beautiful Daogu Miaoyu, and the glow reflected on her flawless face, as if covered with holy light, like a fairy in the sky.

This woman is really beautiful, no wonder she has the name of a flying fairy outside the sky, and countless people in the rivers and lakes were obsessed with it back then, and Su Lang, the fan boy, is a hardcore fan.

"Miaoyu, you're finally willing to see me. Abbot Dehui said in a trembling voice. He felt that he had beaten Qiu Yu before and brought it over was completely correct, and he finally had a chance to see the lover of his dreams again.

Miaoyu's eyebrows frowned slightly, what she didn't like the most was that the man saw her lose her soul, what did that mean, the other party always wanted to possess her in his heart. Holding back the unhappiness in her heart, she said lightly: "I heard that you brought that kid from Qiu Yu, where is he?"

It turned out that she only cared about whether she caught Qiu Yu or not, and she didn't care about me at all, just like back then, alas! Abbot Dehui was a little disappointed in his heart, but after thinking about it, he had the opportunity to get close to the goddess in his dreams, and it was not worth the trip, so he was relieved and said: "Qiu Yu was confused by me and put it in a sack." As he spoke, he turned and unloaded the sack from the mule's back, opened the mouth of the sack and poured it to the ground.

Qiu Yu came out of the bag straight and lay on the snow, his face was covered with dried blood with his eyes closed, and he was still unconscious, the blow was too heavy, and the damage ability was too strong, so that he fell into a severe coma.

Seeing him like this, Miaoyu and Tang Xuedong were both shocked, and couldn't help but be surprised, "Ah......"

Tang Xuedong asked anxiously, "What's wrong with him?"

Miaoyu's eyes flashed with indignation, and she said angrily: "You killed him?" She was so angry that she almost went crazy, if Qiu Yu was really dead, what should she do with the poison of the Dementor Pill, who to find to get the antidote. In this way, Abbot Dehui's move didn't indirectly kill her.

Abbot Dehui was taken aback, don't you have a grudge against this kid, why are you still afraid that I will beat him to death, what do you mean, you have a desperate posture with me. He hurriedly said: "No, I just hit him on the head with a Zen stick, and it didn't take too much force to smash him and faint." ”

Miaoyu glanced at the four-eared Zen staff held in the other party's hand, and had an urge to scold people, hitting people's heads with such a big Zen staff, and said that they didn't use any force, whether there was a mistake or not, who could stand it. Thinking that if Qiu Yu had three long and two short, she would not live long, she was angry in her heart, and said hatefully: "You are still a monk, you are really ruthless, the Buddha once said that monks are compassionate, how do you do it?"

Abbot Dehui was questioned, and his face was red, and he squeaked: "This...... The old man is also angry with you, which is why he did this. ”

Unexpectedly, people didn't appreciate it, only to see Miaoyu snort coldly: "No need, who are you, do you want you to meddle in the grievances between us?" Okay, if there is nothing else, please leave quickly, don't send it." ”

Abbot Dehui felt a sadness in his heart, and he rushed over with enthusiasm, but was treated coldly by the other party. ”

Miaoyu squinted at her and asked suspiciously, "What is this?"

"I guess it's a treasure map, what they all want to snatch, I found it on Qiu Yu. Abbot Dehui said.

Miaoyu pursed her lips and said with a snort: "It is estimated that Hong Fuzhen and her are poor and crazy, and other people's things have to be kept for themselves, hmph, they are still famous characters, it is simply ridiculous." However, since this painting scroll belongs to Qiu Yu, then you can keep it, and I will give it back to him when he wakes up, Xue Dong, you can take it. ”

Tang Xuedong stepped forward to take the scroll, and Miaoyu gave an order to expel the guest again, "Abbot, please go back, and Poor Dao likes to be quiet and doesn't want anyone to disturb him, so don't come over in the future." ”

Abbot Dehui was stunned, and he put his left hand on his chest and said, "Oh...... The old man took his leave. ”

"I won't be far away. Miaoyu said expressionlessly.

A monk and a mule walked towards the door, and the Zen staff shook and made a stunned sound, which looked particularly lonely.

Looking at the lonely figure of the monk, Tang Xuedong felt that Abbot Dehui was really pitiful, alas, how to say it, ask what is the situation in the world!

Seeing the back of Abbot Dehui disappearing, Miaoyu took a step forward, bent down and grabbed Qiu Yu and carried it on her shoulder, turned around and walked towards her residence, Tang Xuedong hurriedly followed behind the master.

Miaoyu's room was simply furnished, but it was clean and spotless, she put Qiu Yu on the bed, turned her head and ordered, "Xuedong, you go get a wet towel and wipe it for him." ”

Tang Xuedong hurriedly put the scroll on the table, then walked out, and when she came back, she was carrying a wet towel in her hand, and she asked puzzledly, "Master, why should we save him, this kid is dead." ”

"We don't have a common hatred with him, but he is also a life, of course we have to save him. "Miaoyu also has another idea in her heart, if I don't save Qiu Yu, I'm afraid I'll die. She took the towel and bent down to wipe the blood on Qiu Yu's face, moving gently and carefully.

Gradually, the pale face appeared clearly, Miaoyu suddenly became irritable, and wanted to slap the kid a few times, but she still held back. The other party's injuries are severe, and whether she can wake up or not is a question, so she naturally can't fall into the well.

The blow of the iron Zen staff caused Qiu Yu's head to be traumatized, Miaoyu asked the apprentice to bring the first aid kit again, sprinkled some gold medicine on Qiu Yu's head, and wrapped it in gauze, forgetting the grudge for the time being, she just wanted to wake up the kid.

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