Listening to the words of the painting saint, Ye Lin nodded.

The two of them turned into two monks and headed for the Plague God Mountains.

The Plague God Mountain Range is the place where the five plague gods were first ascensed.

Although the plague god got the Great Dao, due to the special nature of their Great Dao, it left a large number of plagues in the Plague God Mountain Range, causing the demon beasts here to be infected with the plague by the human race, and the demon beasts here are called plague beasts, which are a very terrifying species.

At the foot of the Plague God Mountain Range, Ye Lin looked at the mountain range from afar, this was once the place where he and the Blood Old Demon escaped.

In this mountain range, there are many dense trees, which have fat green foliage that stretches in all directions.

At the foot of the mountain where the Plague God Mountain Range is located, this is the closest town to the Plague God Mountain Range.

Xuncheng!

As the closest town near the Plague God Mountains, Xuncheng has been plagued by plagues all year round.

The plague has caused disaster in the town for many years, and the people have been miserable.

The young and strong young people moved out of Xuncheng early, and all the women and children who stayed behind were old and weak, some of them had bad legs and feet, and some knew that Xuncheng was a place where the plague was rampant, but they were unwilling to leave here.

This is, after all, their former home, and the mentality of the older generation makes them reluctant to leave the town.

At this time, in front of the gate of Xuncheng, the city walls were dilapidated, and some city walls had even collapsed.

There were no soldiers standing guard on the gates, and it seemed that the soldiers had already abandoned the town.

The old monk and the little monk walked with all their might, and when they came to this vast land, they couldn't help but be shocked.

There is no clear river here, and the water in the river is all black water, and all sorts of things are thrown in the river, and these things go with the flow, making the river smelly.

There is no blue sky and white clouds here, and above their heads, there is a groggy sky, crumbling, which makes people feel so depressed.

There is no fertile land here, and the black soil has disappeared in favor of a crimson soil.

In the air, there was a pungent smell and thick dust, which was unbearable.

The old monk held a Zen staff and said to the little monk: "This is the place where the people's suffering is deepest, the Buddha is bright, but the Buddha also has places that cannot be seen, so ordinary people can't see it." ”

The little monk nodded as if he had some understanding, then is our trip to save the dead and help the wounded? He couldn't help but ask.

The old monk nodded, in addition to saving the dead and helping the wounded, we also have to experience the various states of the world, people's birth, old age, sickness and death, people's joys, sorrows, and sorrows, will be presented here.

Ahem...... A rickety old man poked his head from the city gate and glanced at the two of them with some nervousness.

The old monk and the little monk looked at the rickety old man in unison, but saw that the old man's face was full of wrinkles, his yellowed skin was bloodless, and his figure was thin and haggard.

A pair of sunken eyes, sunken in the sockets, he has grayish hair.

The vicissitudes of life, this is the first word that comes to mind in the little monk's mind, and it is most appropriate to describe the old man in front of him with the vicissitudes of life.

Amitabha, old monks and young monks saluted one after another.

When the rickety old man heard that it was a Buddhist family, his nervousness suddenly weakened a little, and he coughed violently again, and said, "It turned out to be a master." ”

He bent his back and limped in front of the two, two masters, polite!

Why did the Master come here?

Passing by your place, I came to ask for some food.

Fasting, the rickety old man was embarrassed when he heard it, but he didn't say anything, since the two masters are to make some fasting rice, then follow me to the house!

Thanks to the donor, the old monk and the little monk saluted one after another.

The three figures, in the afterglow of the setting sun, slowly walked towards the town.

Entering the town, it is even more dilapidated, there is no prosperity that a town should have, it is like a dead city, there is no life.

In the air, there is a restless atmosphere, and the ruins of the town add a kind of desolation to the city.

Soon, the two of them, led by the old man, came to a dilapidated house.

The house in front of me was made of mud, and no one had repaired it in time for many years, making it look dilapidated.

Two masters, sit in the back room for a while, and I will prepare a meal for you.

The old man greeted and walked into the back room.

The old monk and the little monk also sat in the back room.

The little monk gently stroked the table and chairs, but found that his hands were stained with a lot of dust, and it was obvious that no one had cleaned it for a long time.

His brow furrowed, but he didn't say anything.

Soon, the meal had already been delivered, and the old man enthusiastically picked up a few baked cakes and sent them to the master and apprentice.

Two masters, please eat!

The eyes of the two glanced at the baked cake, and the old monk took it and said, "Donor, is there no rice?" ”

The old monk sighed and said sadly: "The master doesn't know, this place is too barren, the crops are not harvested, where does the rice come from." ”

The two nodded, and the old monk asked, "Donor, why is this place so barren?" ”

The master didn't know, just because this place is close to the Plague God Mountain Range, the epidemic is epidemic, which is also the reason for the great decline in the population of Xuncheng.

In the event of successive disasters, the land will be barren, how can it not be barren?

He sighed leisurely, handed the two baked cakes to the little monk and the old monk, and said, "After the master has eaten, it is better to leave here early! ”

Amitabha, good, good, the old monk took the baked cake and ate it immediately.

The little monk also took the baked cake in the old man's hand with two hands, thanking the donor.

At this moment, a woman and child rushed over in a hurry, the village chief, she was about to die......

When the rickety old man heard this, his face changed slightly, and he lost his voice: "Is there no other way?" ”

The doctor said that he had done his best......

When the rickety old man heard this, he hurriedly said to the two of them: "Two masters, let's eat here!"

With that, he limped after the woman and child, and hurried towards a certain part of the town.

What are they doing, the little monk is holding a baked cake in his hand, and looks at the old monk with some puzzlement.

I'm afraid it's not good, so take the medicine box and let's go over and take a look.

The little monk carried the baked cake in his arms, picked up the medicine box, and kept up with the old monk's pace.

Soon they came to a corner of the town, where a group of people were around, but the old monk and the little monk did not know what was going on in this corner, so they immediately came up.

Doctor, there is really no help, the old man asked solemnly with the last glimmer of hope.

The middle-aged doctor sighed, stroked his beard, and said, "My medical skills are shallow, and I can't save her, so you can prepare for the future! The eyes of the little monk and the old monk looked at the people in the corner in unison, and saw a middle-aged woman with a pale face, already weak.

Alas, the old man let out a long sigh and couldn't bear to say, "Let's prepare for the future!"

A string of tears fell from his face, but he was helpless.

Just when a few people were about to lift the woman up, they heard a voice coming from behind them, and slowly, let the old monk try it!

Only then did everyone notice that an old monk and a little monk with a medicine box had appeared around them at some point.

Master, the old man looked at the old monk and the little monk with some astonishment.

The old monk nodded, and immediately came to the dying woman's side, and called his pulse.

His face sometimes changed color, sometimes rigorous, sometimes showed face, and everyone was puzzled.

Master, is there any salvation?" the old man asked tentatively.

The old monk showed a trace of sadness on his face, and said: "If it is slow for half an hour, I am afraid that there will be no help." ”

Saying this, it is saved, and some people breathed a sigh of relief and said with some excitement.

The old monk shook his head, the old man could only expel the water plague from her body, she was infected with the water plague, I was afraid that she had accidentally drunk the black water in the river.

It still can't be saved, and everyone is a little disappointed.

It's not that she can't be saved, but even if she is saved, if she is not thorough, she is just a living dead, after all, the water epidemic has invaded her body.

Even if it is a living dead, it is better than death, master, please help my wife, a middle-aged man, immediately prostrate on the ground, constantly kowtowing to the old monk.

Donor, please get up quickly, you have tormented the old man, and the old man will do his best.

Thank you, Master, the middle-aged man said excitedly.

The old monk glanced at the little monk, and the little monk immediately took out the silver needle from the medicine box.

The old monk took the silver needle and pricked the acupuncture points on the woman's head.

And he took out some silver needles and pierced them in all parts of the woman's body.

These silver needles had the effect of blocking the blood vessels, which was also to slow down the disease in the woman's body.

After doing this, he took out a few sticks of medicine from the medicine box, which the little monk grinded into powder and fed to the woman himself.

At first, the woman's body grew fat and swollen, and then gradually recovered.

Everyone looked at the old monk a little nervously.

As time passed, the old monk gave the woman another pulse, and the state of high tension made his forehead sweat.

Now that it is stable, it depends on whether it can continue, the old monk wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and slowly said to everyone.

There was a hint of exhaustion on his face, and this kind of mental concentration was not a small drain on him.

Soon, the woman spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and she woke up a little groggy and pale.

The middle-aged man immediately hugged the woman tightly and said excitedly: "Daughter-in-law, you are awake......

The woman was a little weak and said, "Boss, strangle too tightly, if you strangle like this, I will die." ”

Only then did the middle-aged man react, and when he was about to hug the woman's hands, he was a little relieved, he smiled stupidly, and said, "It's good to be alive." ”

Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, he turned to the monk and said, "Thank you, Master. ”

Master, save people's lives, win the seventh-level floating slaughter, implore the master, save the children in my family, and another man in white fell to his knees and shook again and again.

Several more fell to their knees, shouting to the master.

Soon, dozens of people fell to their knees and shouted for the master.

The old monk and the little monk looked around, but they looked at it with blank eyes, and they couldn't speak for a long time.

At this time, the old man pouted, knelt on the ground, and said again and again: "I beg the master to stay and save us." ”

When the old monk saw everyone kneeling on the ground, he couldn't help but be slightly moved, and immediately said in a deep voice: "Since your donors are like this, then the old monk is better to obey his orders than to be respectful." ”