Chapter 112: Encountering Immortals
Dongfang Ye didn't believe these words, but since he had this leprosy on his face, he believed it a little. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Otherwise, how can you get sores on your face?
Otherwise, why are all the doctors in Shinjo helpless?
Thinking of this, he hurriedly jumped out of the car, bent down deeply and saluted the old Taoist, and said earnestly: "I hope the Taoist will save me." β
The old Taoist priest looked embarrassed, and said with a bitter face: "It's not that I don't want to do good to save you, but that saving you is to compromise my cultivation, and besides, you and I don't know anything in my life, I-"
Dongfang Ye hurriedly untied his money bag and put it in the hands of the old Taoist priest, and said, "I won't let the Taoist master bother me in vain." β
The old Taoist priest hurriedly pushed the money bag back into his arms.
Dongfang Ye pushed back again: "Don't be too little, don't be too little, when the illness is cured, there will be another thanks." β
"No, don't ......"
"Take it!"
"No, don't ......"
"Please take it!
β¦β¦β
After the two went back and forth, the old Taoist priest took the money bag into his arms with a reluctant look.
"Your Excellency's mansion has lost two close relatives in recent years, right?" The old Taoist priest put away the money bag and said.
Hearing this, Dongfang Ye nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, my brother and father have passed away in recent years. β
The old Taoist priest pinched his fingers and said with a sudden face: "That's right, your brother must have died suddenly, there are people who can't rest assured in his heart, I thought that there would be a family to take care of it, but you have recently done something contrary to the ethics of the six relatives, so you were robbed by this, fortunately you happened to meet the poor road, otherwise your wife and family will be broken and death will be in front of you." β
Dongfang Ye was stunned by what the old Taoist priest said.
Moreover, he had a ghost in his own heart, so he was even more convinced that his illness was born because of it, and hurriedly asked for help: "Ask the Taoist to save me!" β
The old Taoist priest glanced at Dongfang Ye and said fiercely: "Hey, forget it, for the sake of your sincerity, I will go against the sky once, but it is difficult to say how far I can save you, but as long as you act according to what I say, there should be no problem in saving your life." β
"Thank you, Chief! Follow the instructions of the sermon. Dongfang Ye bowed deeply.
The old Taoist priest nodded, twisted his beard, and said: "First of all, you have to do what is good, and then there is, after you go home, you must restrain your wife and daughter, don't let them cause disaster to you, do this, plus the help of the poor road, first guarantee your life for the time being, and then things will be planned slowly." β
Dongfang Ye nodded and said, "It's all up to the Dao Master to save me." β
"In this way, you go back first, after half a month, if the sores on your face are still not good, you will set up an incense altar at home, look to the north and worship, and call it 'three halal people', I will be there in a moment." After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he turned around and left, and disappeared from Dongfang Ye's sight in an instant.
Everything just now was like a dream.
If you think about it carefully, you can remember it vividly.
"Did I meet a god?" Dongfang Ye was stunned and muttered.
"Master, let's hurry." The coachman said.
"Coachman, did you see the Taoist chief just now going in that direction?" Dongfang Ye asked while pedaling.
The coachman covered his mouth and nose and shook his head and said, "I don't see it clearly." β
"You didn't see it either?" After Dongfang Ye heard this, he felt more and more that the old Taoist priest he met just now was arranged by God.
As he spoke, he was already seated in the carriage, and the coachman flicked his whip and continued on his way.
Just as their carriage was about to enter Jinyang Town, they saw a person not far in front of them carrying a piano behind him, stumbling in front, just blocking their way.
"Hey, hey, people in front, don't walk in the middle of the road, lean to the side." The coachman shouted at the man with his whip.
If it was placed in normal times, Dongfang Ye would never glance out the window.
However, the old Taoist priest had told him to do more good deeds, and now that he was looking for good deeds to do, he couldn't help but glance out the window.
Seeing that the man walked to the left and then to the right, it was obvious that he was in good health, and this was a good opportunity for him to do good.
Dongfang Ye hurriedly said to the driver: "Stop, go forward and ask if that person needs any help." β
When the coachman heard this, he hurriedly grabbed the reins and stopped the carriage.
As soon as their carriage stopped, the people walking in front of them choked and fell to the ground with a "poof".
Without waiting for the coachman to step forward, Dongfang Ye jumped out of the car with a smile, and ran to the man with his hands open and duck in a hurry, "How are you, this brother?" Is there anything you need to help with? β
The man just closed his eyes tightly and said nothing.
Dongfang Ye stretched out his hand and touched his pulse, feeling a little uncertain, and hurriedly said to the coachman: "Quick, help someone to my car and take this person home for healing." β
When the coachman saw that the man was dirty, he did not say anything, and put him into the carriage.
On weekdays, people like this can't even look at it.
But today is beautiful, if you treat this person, you can be regarded as doing a good deed.
After returning to Jinyang, Dongfang Ye placed this person in the west wing on the side of the study, and personally checked the pulse and boiled the soup and medicine.
The man drank the medicine he had prescribed, and soon woke up.
"Thank you for saving your life, but I don't know how to repay it." The man saluted Dongfang Ye.
Dongfang Ye hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No need to repay, no need to repay, I just do good deeds, and I don't want to reciprocate." After saying this, he continued, "If there is anything else you are uncomfortable with, or need my help, just say it, you're welcome." β
When the man heard this, he said embarrassedly, "Thank you!" I'm hungry under it. β
"Quick, go giveβwhat's your name?" Dongfang Ye only remembered to ask the person's name at this time.
After hearing this, the man said with a shy face: "Please call me 'Mu Qianqiu'." β
Dongfang Ye was stunned, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the piano resting on the table, it turned out to be an artist.
It doesn't matter what he is, anyway, he saved his life, which is considered a great good deed.
Dongfang Ye thought so and walked out of the room.
When Wan heard that Dongfang Ye was back, he hurriedly went out of the door to greet him, but he didn't want to.
When I heard that I went to the study, I came in person, and happened to meet Dongfang Ye walking out of the west chamber next to the study.
"Master, maybe Jin'er hasn't gone back yet, why don't you let him show you what's going on with the sores on your face." Wan Shi said as he couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose with the handkerchief in his hand.
Seeing this, Dongfang Ye said angrily: "Use your blind worries, I have my own way." After speaking, Chong Wanshi snorted lightly and left.
Wan Shi looked towards the West Chamber, a little puzzled, how could Dongfang Ye come out of here.
Seeing that the door of the west chamber was ajar, he couldn't help but walk in.
When she saw a person lying on the bed, she walked in and took a closer look, and couldn't help frowning, and her heart was surprised. (To be continued.) )