The two hundred and eighty-first round

For example, the seven-eyed hand quickly helped the mage to the side, and the master of the Daxingshan Temple signaled with his eyes that the Vena of the temple would replace the person who set off the flames. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, there was an uproar in the audience. Although the onlookers didn't know what it meant for Ruqi to suddenly step forward, they all vaguely felt as if something big had happened.

The formation on the stage could no longer maintain order, and the temple master had to suspend the ritual when he saw this. The monks helped Ruqi to send the unconscious mage all the way to the dormitory in the backyard of Daxingshan Temple, and then watched Ruqi go to explore the mage's pulse with a worried face.

The master of Daxingshan Temple entered the wing room after a while, sat next to Ruqi and asked, "...... How is it? ”

Ruqi used to learn some medical skills under the seat of the Taoist master, and he was a little-known Zen doctor. His deeds were first unknown. However, after he took office as the head of Puguang Temple, Tanzang suggested that he go to the Yifang of Xihuaguan to help.

When Qin Ying went to Zhongnan Mountain, there was no outsider in the Yifang who was in charge of the compatibility of medicinal herbs, and the appearance of Ruqi could be described as a long drought and rain. After working in Yibo for a long time, his name spread, so that people living in Kyoto, both inside and outside, gradually knew that there was a young monk in Yifang who was kind and had exquisite medical skills.

He withdrew his hand to diagnose the pulse, raised his wrist and wrote a prescription to relieve palpitations, and instructed people to go to the Yifang of Xihuaguan to get medicine, and then boil a pot of soup and medicine, and then said in a heavy tone: "The day of the little monk studying medicine is still shallow, and he can't speculate on the situation of the master out of thin air. ”

Qin Ying...... That's the man of the Daomen. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to invite her into the temple. A respected monk touched his beard disapprovingly.

Ruqi glanced at the man and said lightly: "Is the view of the portal more important than people's lives?" "He has a very kind temperament, but he has a rare tough and sharp attitude when it comes to saving people.

The master of Daxingshan Temple pulled an iron face, and finally made a decision to say: "Send someone to inquire where Qin Ying is." ”

Ruqi pondered for a while and said, "She was invited to observe the practice in the Xuandu next door today. If you feel that there is a gap between the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, and it is very inconvenient to move around, the little monk will look for her. ”

The temple master's face became even more ugly, and Ruqi's words were undoubtedly refuting himself in it. Although the other party was angry, he was reasonable, his eyes swept around the people in the room, thinking that these people were not familiar with Qin Ying, if they really went to Xihuaguan, they probably wouldn't be able to persuade Qin Ying to come forward and treat a mage who was unconscious due to the flames. Now he has to turn to Ruqi.

He swallowed his saliva and said to Ruqi: "The two schools of Buddhism and Taoism are from the same origin, where is there any difference." It's just that we are not familiar with Qin Ying, so we rushed to Xuandu Temple for fear of eating a closed door. ”

Ruqi thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he asked the two monks to take care of the master, wipe his hands and feet with hot hand towels every other moment, and he casually folded the vermilion Futian robe and put it down, and then walked out of the chamber.

He also remembered that Qin Ying had said to himself that it was too conspicuous to go to the Taoist temple in a robe.

Halfway through the ceremony of the Xuandu Temple, Ru Qiming entered the gate with a bright head, and the boy who answered the door heard that he reported that he wanted to see Qin Ying, although he didn't know whether it was true or not, he didn't dare to stop him, in case he accidentally touched Qin Ying's moldy head.

Although Qin Ying's words and deeds are cordial, they are also intimidating when they are serious. It has long deterred them, the small fish and shrimp who live in the deep pool of this gate.

Qin Ying finished reciting the prayer and stood on the stage with his spare eyes looking for Hou Junji, Mei Sanniang and others. She was still thinking about their grievances.

However, the angle was limited, and Qin Ying only caught a glimpse of Ruqi from the vast sea of people. There is no other reason, but the sunlight reflected above Ruqi's head is so bright that no one can ignore it.

When Qin Ying turned her gaze, Ruqi also saw her with a clear heart, and bowed her head to Qin Ying through the crowd and saluted Qin Ying with her hands.

She blinked, saw the anxious look on Ruqi's face clearly, and knew that he was in trouble, and that coming from Daxingshan Temple in person was a place where she needed her help. Greeting the Xuandu Guan Master, who was still unaware, she went down the steps from the corner of the high platform.

Ruqi and Qin Ying met smoothly, briefly described the process of releasing flames in Daxingshan Temple, and then said, there was a mage who passed out during the period, and the pulse was chaotic and shallow, as if there were palpitations, but in order to diagnose her, she was invited to go over and have a look.

Qin Ying nodded and agreed, after all, Ruqi showed her the way in the morning, and if she didn't help, she would be a little ungrateful. However, when I thought about the secret conflict between the two factions of Buddhism and Taoism, I felt that it was inappropriate to enter the Daxingshan Temple with my own identity. She walked behind Ruqi and hesitated, gradually pulling down some distance from him.

And Ruqi is completely insensitive. It wasn't until there were five or six people between the two of them that he turned his head, looked at Qin Ying through the swaying people, and asked seriously, "Are you afraid that you can't diagnose such a strange condition if you have read more than 100 people?" ”

After Qin Ying sighed, she stepped up her pace to keep up with him, and replied helplessly in a low voice, "Half and half." "The shackles of Buddhism and Taoism, she is not willing to say much to him.

The monk entered the gate of the Taoist temple during the Taoist ritual and went out unabashedly with a Taoist priest. This couldn't help but cause a stir in the crowd.

Some people recognized who this Buddha was, and word of mouth said that the relationship between the two people was a little wrong.

Qin Ying thought to himself, Ruqi probably cultivated Buddha and cultivated elm pimples, and he really didn't have any common sense in his heart. I don't even know how to write the word "avoidance". After a hard slap in the stomach, the stuffiness in the stomach subsided.

Walking in Jingshanfang, Qin Ying said to Ruqi in advance that he was going to go to the side gate of Daxingshan Temple.

Ruqi was just when Qin Ying heard that the tricky patient was a little weak and short of breath, and quickly responded. He didn't think that her being so low-key was the normal way for Buddhism to communicate with each other.

Qin Ying This is the second time he has come to Daxingshan Temple. The first time was two years ago, when she followed the geisha of Zhongluge in Pingkang Fang to offer incense. At that time, she respectfully kowtowed three times, praying that the Taoists could overpower the Buddhists and sit on the position of the head of the state religion.

Now that the feather crown is indeed ranked ahead of the monks and nuns, Qin Ying's wish has come true. It's just that I don't know if it's thanks to the blessing of the Buddha's manifestation.

Qin Ying walked behind Ruqi, watched him push open the door of the chamber and salute, and followed suit. After that, he naturally sat down in front of the mage's couch.

The monks who remembered Qin Ying's appearance two years ago secretly took a breath when they saw this.

Two years ago, she sat alone on the lay podium of Daxingshan Temple, facing the faces of many monks, and she was so calm. (To be continued.) )