Chapter 61: The Old Monk in the Suolong Temple
Walking out of the Dream Cafe, Xiao Jian took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, only to notice that there were a few missed calls, and he had put his mobile phone on silent just now.
The calls were all from Li Moxin, and Xiao Jian knew that she was not at ease, so he dialed back.
"Mo Xin, I'm out, it's okay." Xiao Jian said.
"What did that bastard tell you? Didn't embarrass you, did you? Li Moxin's heart kept pinching, afraid that something would happen to Xiao Jian again.
"It's not about you yet, I let him die of this heart, that's it." Xiao Jian didn't want Li Moxin to worry about him, so he didn't tell the truth.
"Oh, Mo Xin, I want to take a few days off, go back to my hometown, and I haven't been back since I returned to Jinghua City during the Spring Festival." Xiao Jian originally had plans to go home to have a look, but now he was in a more urgent mood.
"Xiao Jian, why don't I go back with you?" When Li Moxin said this, her pretty face turned crimson, fortunately there was no one in the office, otherwise she would not be ashamed to take the initiative to ask to meet her future in-laws.
"Forget it, there are so many things in the company, and the road is not easy to walk, it will take four or five days to go back and forth, and I will pick up my parents if possible." Xiao Jian naturally understood Li Moxin's thoughts and was very moved.
"Well, it's okay, bring your parents and let them live in your original house, the family is in Jinghua City, it's convenient to do anything." When Li Moxin heard Xiao Jian say this, she also had a plan in her heart, if his parents came to Jinghua City, she would definitely be a qualified daughter-in-law.
"Then I won't go back to the company, just go to the airport." Xiao Jian said.
"What? You didn't drive? Do you want to send someone to send you? Li Moxin was surprised, why did Xiao Jian leave in such a hurry, could it be that there was something hidden in it?
"No need, the key to the phantom is in my office, Mo Xin, I'm sorry, I just arrived at the company and asked for leave, so I should deduct my salary." Xiao Jian didn't want Li Moxin to be embarrassed, so he took the initiative to bring it up.
"Fool! Stay safe on the road and come back early. Li Moxin admonished and hung up the phone.
Xiao Jian's hometown is in the mountains of Pingyuan City, Gannan Province, and belongs to Zhangqiu County. The towering Oolong Mountain Range blocked the cold air flow in the north and gave birth to a place without cold winter and heat, that is, Qingshuiling, Xiao Jian's hometown.
Get off the plane and get on the long-distance bus, near the evening, Xiao Jian got off the bus in Qingshui Township, the township government station is more than 30 miles away from his home mountain road, although the road is easy to walk, but it is not through the bus, it is late at this time, and there are few pedestrian vehicles on the mountain road.
Qingshui Township is a poor area, and there are no taxis in the station. Xiao Jian smiled bitterly, and it seemed that he could only walk back on his legs.
The moon is sparsely starry, the night sky in the mountains is extremely beautiful, Xiao Jian walks alone on the rugged mountain road, but he is also comfortable.
Suddenly, several faint moans came from the deep ditch on the side of the road, mixed with the sound of shouts for help.
Not good! Someone fell into the ditch.
Xiao Jian followed the sound to find it, and sure enough, at the bottom of the ditch four or five meters deep, there was a person lying there, and there was a crooked bicycle next to him.
Xiao Jian went down to the bottom of the ditch, and a strong smell of wine rushed straight to his nose, making people sick.
"Hey! It doesn't matter to you, right? Xiao Jian held his breath, stepped forward and pushed the man, and asked.
"Ouch - Ouch - it hurts me to death, big brother, my leg is broken." When the man saw someone coming, he seemed to have strength, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Xiao Jian.
Xiao Jian took out his mobile phone and looked at it with the faint screen light, but no, he saw that the calf bone of the person's left leg was inserted out of the muscles, which was very scary.
"Damn! It's so badly broken, how did you fall into the ditch? Xiao Jian didn't dare to touch him temporarily, for fear that he would still have internal injuries.
"Alas! I'm not afraid of your jokes, I drank a few more drinks in the township, and I accidentally fell down, and I was lying here for more than half an hour, and no one passed by, and I was hurt to death. ”
It turned out to be drunk, deserved! This is called greed!
Things can be thought of like this, but people must be saved, and if there is no village or store, people can freeze to death overnight.
"You're okay otherwise, are you?" Xiao Jian asked.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that my leg is broken." The man waved his hand and said.
"That's okay, you bear with me, I'll carry you up and take you to the hospital." Xiao Jian said and carried the man on his back.
"Ouch, big brother, slow down, it hurts!"
Xiao Jian spent a lot of effort, tired and sweaty, and finally climbed the mountain road.
"Big brother, is my car still down there?" The man said, pointing to the bicycle at the bottom of the ditch.
"Damn, when are you still thinking about that broken car, there are no cars on this road, you are still dead." Xiao Jian scolded angrily.
|“ I said, which village are you from? Why don't you let your family come over? Xiao Jian looked around, there are more than ten miles of mountain roads away from the township health center, and it is not a joke to carry it on his back.
"Sheung Shui Village!" The man replied.
Damn, it's farther away than your own home, what can I do? You can't just leave this behind, right?
Suddenly, Xiao Jian remembered that there was a temple not far away, called Suolong Temple, which was built by a traveling monk Huayuan, saying that it was built by a traveling monk to raise donations, saying that it was to lock the little white dragon in the Qingshui River and prevent it from coming out to make waves, causing a big flood, and endangering the world.
There are monks living in the Suolong Temple, and Xiao Jian often went there to play when he was a child.
"I said fellow, are there still monks in Suolong Temple?" After all, Xiao Jian hadn't been there for many years, so he asked.
"Yes! Over the years, the young ones have gone, and there are still a few old monks left, why do you want to carry me there? ”
"I know a little bit of medical skills, so I'll help you deal with it briefly, and then call an ambulance, there is no mobile phone signal here." Xiao Jian carried the man to the Suolong Temple.
Rao is Xiao Jian's physical fitness is different from ordinary people, and he is tired enough to carry a living person of more than 100 catties up the mountain. Finally seeing the mountain gate of Suolong Temple, Xiao Jian gently put down the person and stepped forward to knock on the heavy temple door.
A crack opened in the mountain gate, and an old monk with white eyebrows walked out, and put his hands together: "Amitabha, why is the little benefactor here late at night?" ”
Xiao Jian bowed slightly and said, "Master, I met a man with a broken leg on the road, and his mobile phone has no signal, so I want to simply deal with him here, and then call an ambulance." ”
Only then did the old monk notice that there was still a person lying on the ground, moaning in a low voice.
"The little donor's merit is immeasurable, I'll go find the secondary door panel." The old monk turned around and hurried away.
After a while, two old monks walked out with a pair of door panels, Xiao Jian stepped forward, and the three of them carried the patient into the door panel and placed it on a meditation bed.
There was a fluorescent lamp in the meditation room, the light was very bright, and the old monk looked up and noticed Xiao Jian, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the old man is empty, dare to ask the little donor's surname?" ”
Xiao Jian hurriedly returned the salute, "Don't dare, Master Kongming, my name is Xiao Jian." ”
"I heard that the junior brother said that Master Xiao understands the art of female yellow, so let's cast a spell for this donor, and after the incident, the old man asked Master Xiao Shi to talk about it in the meditation room." Master Kongming's eyes were full of expectation.
Depend on! What is this old monk looking for me?