Gu Zhirong had a cold face, did not speak, and walked straight into the meditation room, Mu Jin looked at Master Mingkong with some apologies, knowing that his young lady and Master Mingkong had something important to say, so he retreated to the door and waited. And the novice retreated in amusement.

Mingkong personally poured Gu Zhirong a cup of tea, and looked at Gu Zhirong with a smile: "Xiao Rong, what's wrong, why is the anger so big, do you want to demolish my Hangji Temple?"

Gu Zhirong ignored him, took out the book of "Medical Words", threw it on the table in front of him, and said coldly: "One book, one life, we are clear." ”

Mingkong's gaze darkened: "Xiaorong, I'm sorry, I didn't know things would turn out like this, I just wanted you to go to the palace for me and borrow a book." ”

Gu Zhirong looked at him steadily: "You old monk, until now, are you still hiding it from me, is it interesting?"

Mingkong frowned tightly, looked at Gu Zhirong for a while, seemed to be sure of something, and sighed: "You know everything?"

Not to be outdone, Gu Zhirong nodded and said, "Yes, I know everything, including the secrets of this book." ”

She took the book, flipped to a page casually, pointed to the words on it and said to Mingkong: "This is the method of making penicillin, and ......" She turned it again, and pointed to another place, "What is this, syringes, anesthetics, sutures, scalpels, etc., all in order." What do you want to do with this, promote it? No, people can't accept the word surgery yet. What's more, your Mingkong Master is famous all over the world, even if you don't promote these. You're just as famous, and if you say you're just trying to be famous, I'm going to doubt that such an explanation doesn't hold water. ”

Mingkong closed his eyes slightly. sighed: "I didn't intend to hide it from you, but the time didn't come and I didn't tell you." ”

"What is the timing?" Gu Zhirong stared at Ming Kongdao tightly, "Master, you saved me and kept the secret for me, moreover." He also taught me the art of medicine, and in this plane, I have always regarded you as a relative. But. Why do you do this, do you know the consequences of doing this? What a sin it is to rebel! Why can't you live the rest of your life in peace? Why can't you enjoy the joy of old age in peace?"

Ming Kong looked at Gu Zhirong, who was angry and excited, but felt a burst of relief in his heart. He wasn't mistaken. It was not in vain that he worked hard. Teach her all the medical skills of her life.

"But in this life, people know each other and save their lives, and they have to repay others after all. Mingkong said slowly, "Xiaorong, there are some things that Master can't say, but Master knows very well what he's doing. Don't embarrass Master. ”

"Do you mean King Yue?" Gu Zhirong's gaze became clearer and clearer, and many things were connected once they were connected. Everything is clear, "Many years ago, you suffered an accident in Yuedi and were on the verge of death, and it was King Yue who saved you, right? But Master ......"

Gu Zhirong looked at him sincerely: "Master, there are many ways to repay your kindness, you don't necessarily know that it is wrong, but you have to choose this one, in fact, persuading King Yue to restrain from the precipice is also a way to repay your kindness." ”

"Restrain the horse from the precipice?" Mingkong's gaze became deeper, "Xiao Rong, do you know what orthodoxy is? During the Three Kingdoms period, everyone supported Uncle Liu Huang, and the world returned to the heart, and Zhuge Liang also agreed to come out of the mountain for him, just because he was the right way of the royal family, and his name was right. But what is the current queen mother, she was just a concubine back then! The mother of King Yue is the queen of the eight hundred!"

Gu Zhirong shook his head slightly, expressing his disapproval: "Master, wasn't the concubine of the year also named the queen later? This former queen, the deceased is gone, is it possible that you want to let the former queen who has turned into ashes lead the harem? This is also too weird, right?"

Ming Kong said: "But the first queen once gave birth to King Yue, this King Yue is the prince of the East Palace, and he should inherit the throne!

Gu Zhirong looked at the stubborn Master Mingkong with some anger: "Master, do you really want to be so obsessed? Isn't Buddhism abstaining from obsession? Master, your obsession is too deep." ”

Mingkong said: "Xiaorong, why aren't you like this?"

Gu Zhirong said resolutely: "I don't care about other aspects, but this matter is very important. Master, you must know that this matter is a disaster, and if King Yue returns to normal, he will definitely swear revenge. When the time comes, the people will be displaced, and their lives will be ruined.

Mingkong said lightly: "The change of dynasties and the destruction of lives are a necessary process. ”

Gu Zhirong looked at Ming Kong in disbelief: "Master, do you know what you're talking about? Once you succeed, once you have a success, once the war starts, the people will be forced to leave their hometowns, the country will not become a country, and the family will not become a family, do you really decide to do so?"

Mingkong nodded: "Yes." ”

Gu Zhirong looked at him for a long time, and suddenly grabbed the book of "Medical Words" on the table: "I won't let you succeed." As soon as she finished speaking, she hurried to a corner of the room and threw the book into the brazier.

At this time, the weather is getting cooler, and the climate on the mountain is even worse, and there is a vague feeling of early winter. The intimate novices lit the brazier early in the bright sky meditation room to drive away the cold of the deep mountains. The book had been preserved for a long time, and the pages were yellowed and damaged, and when they were smoked by the fire, they immediately caught fire, and in an instant they burned more and more, and finally became a pile of ashes.

Mingkong's eyes widened: "You burned that book?" He stood too far away, and it was too late to rescue the book.

"If you burn well, you will never be troubled. Gu Zhirong said lightly, "Cai Qing died because of this book, I will give this book to her in advance, she will be very happy." ”

Mingkong stared blankly at the pile of ashes inside the brazier, and the mountain wind blew through the half-open window, lifting the pile of ashes, swaying and floating in the air, like the wings of a black butterfly.

"It's a pity that it's a good book. Mingkong didn't have the fury that Gu Zhirong expected, he just sighed softly, and his eyes fell on the "black butterflies" that were flying in the wind in the meditation room in front of him.

Gu Zhirong thought to himself, I burned the book, unless you are an immortal, otherwise, it is impossible to turn this pile of ashes back into a book, right?

She clapped her hands, stood up happily, and smiled at Mingkong: "Old monk, my business is done, I should go back too, you don't have to send it." ”

After that, he ignored Mingkong's reaction and walked out.

"Xiao Rong. Mingkong stopped her from behind.

Gu Zhirong turned his head, and Mingkong's eyes were very bright: "You burned this book, do you think that the prince can afford to take on the heavy responsibility of this society?"

Gu Zhirong shook his head: "I don't know either." ”

Mingkong's eyes suddenly sharpened: "Do you like the prince?"

Gu Zhirong smiled: "Where do you start with this? That guy, I don't think much of it yet." ”

Mingkong groaned: "But after you escaped from the palace, you got along all night. ”

Gu Zhirong grinned at Ming Kong: "Yes, I spent the night with the prince, but not two people, but three people. ”

With that, she walked straight out and never looked back.

Mu Jin, who was standing outside the door, saw his young lady come out, and hurriedly followed, and the master and servant got into the carriage together and went home.

Through the window lattice, watching Gu Zhirong's carriage go farther and farther away, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the dignified face of Mingkong standing by the window: "Good apprentice, what if you burn the book, you should have read this book, right?

He sat down slowly, looked out the window and said softly: "Xiaorong, it's not a bad thing for King Yue to get better, you have to believe in Master, and the monks don't speak." You burned this book, and Master didn't blame you, but felt very happy. Master is old, and there are many things that are more than enough to do, and I hope that you can complete those things for Master, and it will not be in vain for you to go to this time and space. (To be continued......)