The one hundred and eighty-seventh round

Qin Ying was not only strange about how Ruqihui went to the Hanlin Academy to check the pulse of Lord Ouyang, but also how he got through the guards of the Hanlin Academy. r?anen.? r?a?n?? e?n?`o?r?g?

You must know that the guards in front of the Hanlin Temple are very strict. Except for people in high positions like Li Chunfeng, who can enter and exit with the fish talisman, everyone else has to come in and take a look at the Hanlin Courtyard, but there is no door.

Ruqi had already learned from Lord Ouyang's mouth just now that only Qin Ying would come here from time to time, so he didn't turn his head just now to know whose footsteps were from. When he turned around and saw Qin Ying, Ruqi was taken aback from the bottom of his heart.

The black and white robe she is wearing today is finely workmanship to a certain level, the robe has no belt, and the breeze blows the hem of her clothes, outlining a slender figure, and the whole person looks extremely dignified.

Qin Ying didn't know how graceful his newly made Dao robe was. She slowly walked to Ruqi's side with the hem of her robe, sat down next to Lord Ouyang's right seat, and said, "Ordinary decoction, with acupuncture once every three days." As she spoke, her eyes turned to Lord Ouyang's wrist.

Ruqi's three fingers were lined up on his somewhat thin wrists, a little out of tune.

She gave Ruqi a look, and then said, "You have diagnosed the pulse and still haven't stopped, what are you going to do?" ”

In fact, Qin Ying is a little "jealous" like seven. Lord Ouyang has always refused, and he was obediently treated under Qin Ying's hands, and he didn't know if he remembered that Qin Ying had used such violence against him with a knife; And now that he was awake, he let Ruqi touch his pulse without saying a word. Faced with such a big difference, Qin Ying felt very uncomfortable.

"Oh." If you listen to the sound of seven. Putting his fingers in his sleeve, he would not tell Qin Ying, he accidentally saw her fascinated, so he was stunned for a moment and let Qin Ying catch the handle.

Qin Ying squinted her eyes, feeling that her personality as if she had reached a higher level. But she won't say it. As the saying goes, hitting people doesn't slap their faces, and exposing people doesn't expose their shortcomings. She has been in the world all these years, and she is still quite good at learning.

"How did you get into the Hanlin Academy today?" Qin Ying took advantage of the fact that Ruqi did not take it back, and the cloth towel that was being placed on Lord Ouyang's lap, reached out to renew the diagnosis for Lord Ouyang. Three fingers added a touch of strength. Prevent Lord Ouyang from moving uncooperatively.

Lord Ouyang's face was extremely unnatural when he saw that Qin Ying was going to check his pulse through the cloth towel, but he struggled for a moment and remembered that Qin Ying seemed to be taking special care of himself in the morning. He gave up on unnecessary initiatives. Qin Ying shouldn't hurt herself. Even if she comes to visit herself every time. The souvenirs are all extremely sour and bitter medicine bags.

"The little monk met the master outside the Hanlin Academy, and he happened to talk about the morning......"

Without waiting for Ruqi to finish speaking, Qin Ying picked up the conversation and said, "You will enter the Hanlin Academy with him." And rubbed a fast. ”

Ruqi wanted to shake his head and say no, but Qin Ying's eyes were full of clarity when he looked at him, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

Qin Ying used a not-so-clever level to diagnose the pulse, and said to Ruqi with a smile and crooked eyes: "Men and women who eat and drink, people have great desires. Before the monks became Buddhas, they could not avoid these four words. Just come over for dinner and admit it frankly. When you travel, you make a fortune everywhere. Isn't it the same as being in Hanlin Academy? ”

Ruqi was defeated by her gushing words, and simply became speechless and made a mouthless gourd. Qin Ying, who was watching, gracefully withdrew his left hand, pulled out a silk book from one sleeve, and wrote the name of the medicinal herb on it with a charcoal pen in his right hand.

His thoughts drifted away from Qin Ying's crooked handwritings.

remembered that when he saw her for the third time, he already realized that Qin Ying's eloquence was quite powerful.

At that time, Qin Ying was about the same height as now, but he was invited to the secular podium of Daxingshan Temple. It was a thin and weak child, but when he climbed the wooden platform of the fifth or sixth steps, he did not shake and walked steadily like an adult.

-- Be confident. When Ruqi saw this scene, four words unconsciously appeared in his mind.

And Qin Ying is indeed as he expected, if he doesn't make a sound, he has already made a splash. She just opened her mouth to say a few words, and she won the blue eyes of the old man on the stage. The old and young on the stage talked about it to a hearty place, and the Taoist Xuanshi went up to stir up the situation.

They are one Buddha, one old and one young, regardless of the law and flowers. It's not such a profound topic, but it extracts the essence from the ordinary.

Ruqi can still remember the three questions of the Taoist Xuanshi and the three answers of Qin Ying.

Daoxuan Master is one of the best debaters in Buddhism today, and Qin Ying is only eleven or twelve years old, so she can be equal to him, how can her debate talent be measured at will?

Ruqi's thinking and tongue have never been flexible, even if he expounds the simplest things, he is also like a small bridge and flowing water. If he happens to encounter something that is difficult to explain, he doesn't bother to spend too much time talking about it.

He silently watched Qin Ying write down a silk book, and the three or four lines of dog crawling words contained nearly ten kinds of medicine names.

Qin Ying knew that he was curious about the prescription he had prescribed, so after writing the silk book, he blew the ink that had not dried and handed it to him. He wiped his hands with a handkerchief nonchalantly, and patiently communicated with Lord Ouyang: "Are you afraid of needles?" Worried that the other party would not understand, Qin Ying made the action of applying a needle to his arm.

If it was left in normal times, Qin Ying would knock him unconscious, and then treat him with acupuncture. However, she had just made a good impression in front of him this morning, and it was not good to pretend to be a wicked person so quickly. Besides, Ruqi was watching here, if Qin Ying did something against his beliefs, she felt that their friendship would end there.

Friendship is fragile, and it can be fatal in the details. Qin Ying wasn't afraid that it would break, but she didn't want to take the risk for nothing.

Most of the older people need to be coaxed like children. When Lord Ouyang heard Qin Ying's unadorned words, he leaned back vigilantly and whispered a word of fear.

Qin Ying did everything he could to make Lord Ouyang let go of his fear and rest on Ruqi's lap.

Lord Ouyang has been in contact with her for a long time, but he is still suspicious of Qin Ying's trust. And in front of Ruqi, he is outright obedient.

…… Maybe it's the Buddha light that Ruqi has on his body that purifies all sentient beings? Qin Ying thought thoughtlessly as she picked up the row of rolled needles in the medical box.

Lord Ouyang was dazed by the sandalwood incense in the seven clothes, and fell asleep peacefully in less than a moment.

Qin Ying just took this loophole. The five-inch-long silver needle shone slightly, and the tip sank into the flesh.

Ruqi saw her so skillful stitching, her heart trembled, and after a long while, she asked:

"How did you learn the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?"

Qin Ying snorted, wanting to casually pull out the pretense to fool the past, but was stared at by his crystal clear eyes, and he had no confidence in nonsense: "In my last life, I heard Sun Simiao memorize this first needle, and it will gradually be practiced over time." ”

(To be continued.) )