In the whole world, there are countless strange people, and Liu Yizhen is a folk strange person.

He has perfected the use of traditional Chinese medicine and the art of silver needles, and if it weren't for his blindness, then this person would probably be a generation of miracle doctors.

An hour after he entered the ward, the laughter that came out of the ward was Zhang Yi's joyful laughter, and the Lu family also rushed in.

Lu Xiaoyun didn't wake up, but ...... But...... Her brainnet fluctuated, and Liu Yiyi only used one needle to revitalize the blood in Lu Xiaoyun's brain.

That's right, a brain-dead person actually had brain waves.

This is the miracle of humanity.

Of course, whether Lu Xiaoyun can wake up or not, and when to wake up, also needs follow-up treatment, Liu Yizhi, just a needle activated Lu Xiaoyun's brain oxygen supply, so that the blood was active, and the EEG was formed.

"I can't do anything about it next, her injury is too serious, she needs drug intervention and neurologist consultation, Xiao Zhang, you also have to be psychologically prepared!" Liu Yizhen patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder, because both he and Zhang Yi knew that living Xiao Lu's blood could only maintain him and his vital signs, and it was still unknown whether he could wake up.

But with vital signs, there is more hope.

The whole hospital began to get busy, and the Lu family relied on the relationship and found someone to invite those experts in brain authority, and after Zhang Yi sent Liu Yizhen away, he went to Taiyuan overnight, and then took a car from Taiyuan to Wutai Mountain.

At two o'clock in the second half of the night, Zhang Yi and Zhang Shang were picked up by local friends in Taiyuan, who were very enthusiastic and wanted to take them to rest and eat, but Zhang Shang refused. Then the two only needed a car, which was driven by Zhang Yi. Continue to Wutai Mountain.

At eight o'clock in the morning on January 3, the so-called Lingyun Temple arrived.

Actually, on Wutai Mountain. There are many temples, and Lingyun Temple is just one of them, and it is not even very famous, it is a very ordinary place of Buddhism.

Zhang Shang seemed to come here often, so he took Zhang Yi into Lingyun Temple with ease, and then was received by the abbot of the temple.

"Zhang Jushi, your magic arithmetic skills have improved again!" In the reception room of the side hall next to the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the old abbot and Zhang Shang were polite.

The monks in the temple now are not as coarse and light as before, nor are they as bitter as before. The word monk even became a profession for a time, and only those with high salaries and high knowledge levels could be monks.

The old abbot was not very old, in his fifties, not tall, wearing a very ordinary blue robe, and smiling when he spoke.

"Is the master really there?" Zhang Shang said excitedly.

The abbot said with a smile: "I came back three days ago, and the master said that there are distinguished guests coming in the past two days. And then you came, the master in the Dharma Temple. ”

"Haha, I didn't expect to run into it again, this is not my magic calculation. It's the master's divine calculation, but I have something important to find the master, so take me to meet him. ”

"Good. This Zhang Shi, you wait here first. The abbot folded his hands in front of Zhang Yi and said.

Zhang Shang patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder, because he had explained to Zhang Yi when he was on the road. Master Zhikong never sees a living guest, and no living guest is gone. So he had to go and meet first, and then make a request for Zhang Yi to meet with him.

Zhang Yi expressed his understanding, and then sat alone in the reception room of the side hall drinking tea.

The abbot led Zhang Shang, all the way through the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and then through Tallinn, and finally came to the Dharma Palace, and the Dharma Hall is also the place where the practice is located.

Bodhidharma Hall is a separate courtyard, a long time ago there were warrior monks practicing Zen in this Lingyun Temple, but with the changes over the years, there are no monks in the Bodhidharma Hall to practice Zen Gong, this hall is also given to Master Zhikong to live alone, when the master travels, there are usually only a few small monks in the hall to clean, and the master comes back to live here.

The abbot took Zhang Shang into the courtyard, and the courtyard was very quiet, covered with a thin layer of clear snow, yes, there were small snowflakes floating in the sky now, so the courtyard had not had time to sweep.

When the two entered the courtyard, and then came to the door of the main hall, the abbot and Zhang Shang stopped, and the abbot smiled: "Uncle Shi, Zhang Jushi is here." ”

"Zhang Shang?" There was a voice in the main hall, which seemed very loud.

"Senpai, it's me." Zhang Shang bowed to the main hall.

"It shouldn't be you......" The great monk of Zhikong in it was puzzled, and then asked: "Duyi, is Zhang Shang the only one who visited me today?" ”

"No, Zhang Jushi also brought a friend." Wataichi said inexplicably.

"That's it, you two go out, call the other person over, and don't let the others come in!" Zhikong inside said suddenly.

"Ah......" The abbot and Zhang Shang were blinded at once, and the abbot thought that the distinguished guest was Zhang Shang, and Zhang Shang also thought that he was a distinguished guest of Zhikong.

But hearing Zhikong's words, where is he Zhang Shang a distinguished guest? He can only be a guest, he can't afford that expensive word, and even Zhikong didn't meet him!

"Yes, the predecessors are clever, and I did bring a distinguished guest." Zhang Shang was also free and easy, and turned around and left after smiling faintly.

The abbot was also confused, the friend brought by Zhang Shang turned out to be a distinguished guest? What's going on?

Zhikong is a person, the specific age is unknown, the abbot only knows to call him the master and uncle, but Zhikong is not the monk of Lingyun Temple, where Zhikong comes from, and where he comes from, the abbot does not know, because even the abbot's master does not know.

However, Zhikong is very experienced, and his aura is very large, so it can be said that this great monk has cultivated a lot of skills.

Zhang Yi, who was sitting in the side hall drinking tea, thought it was done when he saw Zhang Shanghe and the abbot coming back in less than ten minutes, so he stood up with great joy.

"Yes, you hurry up and go to the back, what kind of distinguished guest am I, the master knows that you are coming, and he points to see you, I haven't seen him, go and see him, pay attention to what I told you before." Zhang Shang glanced at Zhang Yi.

When he was on the road, Zhang Shang told Zhang Yi a lot of taboos and the like of Buddhism, and also said some situations of Zhikong, and these situations were all known to him.

Zhang Yi was inexplicable, this Zhikong actually pointed to see him? What's going on?

He walked through the Daxiong Hall in a daze, and entered the courtyard with the abbot.

"Wataichi, you go out, close the door." As soon as the two entered the courtyard, Zhikong inside asked the abbot to go out directly.

"Yes, Uncle Shi." In fact, the abbot is also curious, although he is a monk, he is also a normal person, and he also has a heart, and if he has a heart, he will be curious.

It's just that Zhikong is the ancestor of the master, and he doesn't dare to make a mistake, so he can only exit the door and close the door.

Zhang Yi stood at the door and paused for a few seconds, then walked towards the main hall, and stood until the snow footprints where Zhang Shanghe and the abbot were standing just now before stopping, and bowed inside: "Zhang Yi has seen Master Zhikong!" ”

"Oh, your name is Zhang Yi." A faint voice came from the Zhikong inside, which didn't seem to be as loud as just now, but at this moment, a fluctuation of thought suddenly enveloped him.

Zhang Yi was taken aback, and he didn't have time to think about it, because if he was covered by other people's thoughts, it would be very dangerous, it would be like being locked by others, so his thoughts were suddenly released, and the two thoughts converged and collided in front of him.

There seemed to be a ripple in the air, and it made a "buzzing" sound, and then it dissipated at the same time.

"Huh?" There was finally a light sigh from inside, and then it seemed that Zhikong took a long breath.

"You...... Come on in. Zhikong said lightly.

"Yes." Zhang Yiyi is bold, and after the collision of ideas just now, he is also as excited as if he has found the same kind, in this world, there are really people like him. (To be continued......)