The wise girl replied: "If you let Madame see it, we will be scolded for a small matter, and make her worry about a big matter, so it is better to cure the disease first and then go back." ”

"It's just ......" Yan Ling hurriedly agreed, if Wenji went back with illness at this time, he would have to be scolded.

"The sage said, "When your parents are here, you must not travel far, but you must have a way to travel." We've been out here for days......"

"Anyway, it's been out for a few days, and I don't care about the extra one or two days, besides, your illness is good and bad, in case you fall down halfway, isn't it more troublesome? Without waiting for Wen Ji to finish speaking, Yan Ling grabbed a cannon.

"Yan Ling is right, I think it's decided like this. "Huinu and Yan Ling sang and harmonized.

"This ......"

"What is this? We raise our hands and decide whether to go back or not!" Yan Ling said, quickly raising her right hand, and at the same time grabbing the right hand of the wise girl and raising it, "Okay! Two to one, we win, listen to us!"

Unexpectedly, the little trick that Yan Ling played in Li Mountain played a role here today. She said happily: "Sister Hui, let's make medicinal soup together." ”

"When did you learn to be so tricky, girl?"

"Hehe, where am I tricky?" Yan Ling grinned.

Before the words fell, she half-hugged and half-pushed the wise girl, and walked to the fire together, preparing to start a fire and decoction to make soup.

Wenji glared and sighed, helpless, so he had to let the two of them call the shots.

The fire in the center of the mountain temple has been hiding the dark fire, and when the fire is opened, the dark fire appears, and then some dried pine needles and dead branches are added...... After not screaming for a moment, the fire ignited and crackled.

The hanging pot was still there, and some water was added, and the wise girl took out the ginseng, soaked it in the hanging pot, and boiled it together with the remaining deer antler residue. But the black box was made of pine wood, and he threw it into the fire.

The two sat by the fire, watching the medicine boiled and chatting happily.

Wenji sat in the corner, closed his eyes and recuperated, rarely paying attention to the chatter of the two girls.

Huinu first recounted the various adventures of going to Buxian Mountain, and Yan Ling then also recounted the strange things in the temple, but she didn't mention the matter of mouth-to-mouth medicine with Wen Ji.

Chatting and chatting...... The earth is dark, and the night is dark.

Yan Ling suddenly looked outside the temple gate and said to himself, "It's time to come back now, why haven't you come back yet?"

"What are you talking about?" the wise girl also glanced outside the black rumbling temple gate.

"I'm talking about the two hunter grandfathers, who should also be back at this time. ”

"Oh......"

"I have been taken care of by the two hunters for the past two days, but it doesn't matter now, even if they don't come back to make deer soup, this ginseng can work. ”

"I think it's a little strange when you say that. The wise girl suddenly fell into deep thought.

"What's weird?"

"All the way I came and went, all I saw were barren mountains and mountains, and there was not a single family around, but where did the hunters come from?"

"I don't know. Yan Ling scratched his ears.

"Maybe ......"

"Maybe what?"

"Maybe the two of them are also the mountain gods and the land here, helping us in secret. "What happened to the wise girl in Buxian Mountain made her realize.

"Huh, it seems to be true!" Yan Ling suddenly said, "I once heard the bearded grandfather say 'patrol', how can there be hunters 'patrol'?"

"Makes sense! It must be the mountain gods and the land here who are helping us. ”

"But...... But why should they help us? Isn't that weird?"

"There are a lot of strange things, when I came back, I heard what the land and mountain god of Buxian Mountain said about the "Lingtai List", and the man in white also said to me what 'Great Protector of the Dharma, there will be a period later', which really made me incomprehensible. The wise girl pondered.

"Strange things, strange things...... I can't figure it out. Yan Ling thumped her head.

"If they don't come back tonight, the matter can be determined. The wise girl judged.

Yan Ling nodded, believing it, and looked outside the temple gate again, but saw that the night was as deep as the sea and as dark as paint.

In fact, Hui Nu and Yan Ling guessed correctly: rosacea and beard are the land and mountain gods who worship the mountains here, and they came to secretly protect the Dharma by the order of Yuan Shi Tianzun, and used deer antler soup as the basis for Wen Ji to stabilize the condition, so as to wait for Hui Nu to retrieve the human rank grass;

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In the mountain temple, it is quite quiet, and occasionally you can hear the gurgling sound of boiling ginseng in the hanging pot.

This ginseng is a herbaceous plant, although it has grown for a hundred years and has a firm texture, it can't help but simmer for a long time, and after a few hours, it has been stewed soft and thin.

Outside the temple gate, the dawn is shining, the sky is already bright, the pines and cypresses are dripping green, and the clouds and mist are shrouded, just like a strange fairyland.

Yan Ling couldn't stay up all night, he had already clasped his hands on his knees, pillowed his head on his arms, and fell asleep. But the wise girl looked at the hanging pot for a while, gathered the fire for a while, and took a nap for a while, so she tossed all night.

At this time, when the wise girl saw that the sky was bright and the fire was extinguished, she poked the ginseng with her right index finger, but it was scattered and had already turned into soup.

So she gently pushed Yan Ling and said, "Sister Yan Ling, get up, get up...... Quickly bring a clay bowl, fill it with ginseng soup, and drink it as you like. ”

"Huh?" Yan Lingwu snooze, as if in a dream.

With the wise girl by her side, her heart was much more steady, and the nervous mood of the two days was instantly relaxed, so she fell asleep, especially comfortable and uncomfortable, and did not want to wake up.

The wise girl glanced at Yan Ling lovingly, and couldn't bear to continue to wake her up, so she went to the confession to get a pottery bowl and poured a bowl of ginseng soup.

The footsteps of the wise girl had already awakened Wenji. He propped his elbows on the ground, pulled up slightly, leaned against the wall and said, "Sister Hui, good morning." ”

"Good morning, brother. The ginseng soup is boiled and now ready to drink. The wise girl whispered softly as she handed over the pottery bowl.

"Thank you, Sister Hui, thank you Sister Hui. Wenji's words fell, took the pottery bowl, and slowly drank the ginseng soup, and even drank the ginseng residue in a moment.

The wise girl took the pottery bowl, went to pour another bowl of ginseng soup, and brought it over to Wenji to drink.

Wen Ji hesitated: "Sister Hui: I heard the doctor say that this ginseng soup is a great tonic, and people who vomit blood should not eat or drink; I see ......"

"It's okay - the old saying you can drink it, you can drink it, it must be fine. Hui Nu said.

"Old-fashioned?"

"Yes, it's the old Taoist who told me to go home with my sister after I have done 7,300 merits, and I met him the day before yesterday, and he asked me to boil ginseng soup for you to drink. That old Taoist is an old fairy, he won't lie to me, my brother can drink it with confidence. ”

"Oh...... That...... Okay......" Wenji hesitated, took the bowl in his hand, and drank another bowl slowly.

Huinu looked forward to Wenji's recovery as soon as possible, so she simply didn't do it, and brought ginseng soup back and forth five times, but Wenji couldn't refuse, so she drank five bowls in one go.

When the wise girl went to pour the soup for the sixth time, the hanging pot was already empty, and it turned out that after boiling all night, there was only some ginseng soup left.

Huinu was finally relieved, so she put the pottery bowl back on the confession case, turned around, and said to Wenji: "Brother, you have finished drinking this ginseng soup, just rest first, maybe you will get better after a while." ”

"Thank you, Sister Hui, Sister Hui has worked hard all night, so let's take a good rest. ”

"Hmm. The wise girl responded lightly, walked to the temple pillar directly opposite Wenji, sat sideways against the pillar, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Maintaining such a sleeping position, the wise girl can avoid the deer collision caused by facing Wenji face-to-face, and secondly, the corner of her eye can also scan Wenji, and she can respond to emergencies at any time, although she listened to the old Tao's instructions, but she is still not very at ease.

Sure enough, it didn't take long......

When the wise girl was drowsy, she suddenly heard Wenji's "ho-ho-ho" strange scream, and her voice was full of anxiety and excitement.

She shuddered, opened her apricot eyes, and looked into the corner.

I saw that Wenji's face was swollen and purple, as if he had been splashed with pig's blood, his eyes were full of bloodshots, the sweat on his forehead was as big as soybeans, and his hands were constantly pulling at his chest, bluffing people to the extreme, which was a symptom of drinking too much medicine.

"Yan Ling, get up quickly, I'm definitely sick!" the wise girl exclaimed, and ran to Wenji in a panic.

"What? Brother Dingzhi is sick!" Yan Ling heard those words in a trance, and bounced up like a spring, his footsteps flew like a fly, and he came to Wenji's side like a smoke, "Brother Dingzhi, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you......?"

"I ...... I...... Not... Hmmmm......" Wenji's blood was boiling, and he was in extreme excitement, although he wanted to calm down, but he couldn't control himself, "I...... It's hot! It's hot......"

Yan Ling hurriedly wanted to grab Wen Ji's hands that were torn in his chest, but he brushed them away, indifferent and powerful, as if they didn't know each other.

"Brother Dingzhi...... You...... Don't scare me......" Yan Ling felt the indifference, and as soon as she was aggrieved and anxious, tears rolled down.

Seeing this, the wise girl said, "Why are you crying?"

"Brother Dingzhi, he ...... He...... He doesn't seem to know me anymore?" Yan Ling said with tears in his eyes.

"Dingzhi's illness has flare-up, and it's normal for me to be confused for a while. ”

"But he knew me before, why doesn't he recognize me this time?"

"Sister, I don't know, maybe it has something to do with this ginseng soup. The wise girl said calmly, "Don't cry, go outside the temple to protect my sister's Dharma, and my sister will be given a cure immediately." ”

"Okay, Sister Hui, you have to hurry up. Yan Ling spoke, reluctantly walked out of the temple, and went to protect the Dharma.