Backward mountain village, dilapidated small clinic.

In front of the squeaky and shaking wooden table, Wang Feng wrote a line on the medicine list with a pen, then tore it off and handed it to the grandmother sitting opposite, "There is often a feeling of pressure in the chest, and the left shoulder, the inside of the left arm and the leg feel colic, this is a symptom of coronary heart disease, according to the prescription I prescribed, go to Shi Xiaolan to get the medicine, remember, you must take the medicine on time, pay attention to recuperation, and don't do farm work during this time." ”

The old grandmother was just about to take the prescription, and when she heard Wang Feng finish speaking, she suddenly became nervous and hurriedly said: "This is not good, it is the autumn harvest season, and the crops in the field are waiting to be harvested, and it will be too late a few days later." ”

"You don't need to worry about this, the monks of Shaolin Temple have already discussed, all the monks will stop practicing during this time and go down the mountain to help the villagers harvest in the autumn, and they will not be delayed."

Wang Feng finally understood why this Shaolin Temple was in financial difficulty, first of all, more than half of their funds were handed over to Shi Xiaolan to provide free treatment at the foot of the mountain, not only did they have no income but also posted upside down, and the monks of the temple often went down the mountain collectively to help the villagers, and there was no charge for it, but the temple was not at its peak, except for the monks who cut firewood to sell and the state subsidized a little, there was no income at all, raising a bunch of idlers, and the economy was not tense.

At this time, there was a child's crying outside the door of the small clinic, Wang Feng curiously helped the old grandmother out, and saw a little boy squatting at the door and bowing his head to wipe his tears.

The little boy's name is Xiao Niu, and he is the grandson of this old grandmother, and when she saw her grandson crying, the old grandmother hurriedly walked over and squatted down, and asked nervously: "Little Niu, what are you crying about, did you fall?" ”

The calf raised his head, with tears in his eyes, and spread his palms towards the old woman, "The butterfly is dead......

Only then did Wang Feng notice that there was a delicate cage beside the calf, made of fine bamboo strips, and children in the mountains liked to catch some small creatures and raise them in it.

"Hey, if you're dead, you're dead, it's a big deal that grandma will accompany you to catch another one."

The old grandmother couldn't help but laugh, and the calf cried even more fiercely, "No, I'm just this butterfly, I like it the most." ”

After that, the calf ran to Wang Feng's side, pulled the corner of Wang Feng's clothes and cried: "Brother, can you save it?" You're the best. ”

Wang Feng couldn't cry or laugh, he was not a veterinarian, not to mention that the veterinarian couldn't treat insects, he smiled and touched his head and said: "It can't be cured, the butterfly has a limited lifespan, even if it doesn't die today, it will live in a few days in winter, its last time is not much, why not release it, limited time, it should live in the sky, and it makes no sense to live in the cage for a long time." ”

The calf snapped and pushed Wang Feng away, and tears poured out like a tide, "You lie!" You are obviously so powerful, others say that Honghong's grandfather will not live for a few days, after taking your medicine, Honghong's grandfather has not died, you don't want to treat butterflies, saying that butterflies have a limited lifespan, if other people's lifespan is also limited, are you not cured! ”

The calf's words smashed into Wang Feng's heart like a heavy blow, and the four words often said by the Shaolin abbot inexplicably sounded in his ears, and the oil lamp will be extinguished......

Wang Feng was completely stunned, he didn't know how to describe his current mood, the old grandmother scolded the calf on the side, apologized to Wang Feng from time to time, and finally pulled the calf away.

At this time, Shi Xiaolan walked out of the pharmacy, flipped through the herbs that were being dried, and casually threw a piece of paper full of handwriting to Wang Feng, "My latest prescription can delay aging, specially prepared for Honghong's grandfather." ”

Wang Feng was stunned and pinched the paper, although he was looking at the prescription, he actually didn't read a word, Shi Xiaolan also sat next to him casually, staring at Wang Feng with heavy eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Wang Feng, I always have a question I want to ask you." ”

Wang Feng raised his head suddenly, and said resolutely: "Find Lan Xiang!" ”

"Die!" Shi Xiaolan was taken aback and rolled her eyes: "I didn't ask you about the excavator, I meant the matter of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion." ”

While studying the prescription, Wang Feng said casually: "Are you talking about the fact that you almost destroyed the Scripture Pavilion last time?" Then solve for your mental shadow area? ”

Shi Xiaolan knew that Wang Feng was deliberately changing the topic, so she pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "There was once a fire in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and it is said that all the things above the first floor inside were burned down, and you ...... You said you've been above the first floor, and you've seen the body of the first abbot......"

"What are you trying to express?" Wang Feng put down the prescription, turned around and looked at Shi Xiaolan, the eyes of the same doctor, the same unfathomable.

Shi Xiaolan seemed to be a little afraid of Wang Feng's eyes, moved to the side, and then stretched out her hand and pressed on the vein gate of Wang Feng's wrist, she sighed: "It is difficult for a doctor to heal himself, your pulse seems to be stable, but it is mixed with imperceptible chaos, in fact, you have already gone mad." ”

Wang Feng didn't speak, and the look on his face was not moved, Shi Xiaolan said gloomily: "Wang Feng, I know that you are in a depressed state in your heart, and you have broken through the Heavenly Realm in a year, so you continue to force yourself to do penance, such negative emotions will lead you astray, I thought you could relax when you came down the mountain, but I didn't expect you to become even worse than before, Wang Feng wake up, there are no scriptures in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion at all, and there is no abbot, let alone your master and doctor!" ”

Wang Feng's brows furrowed in vain, he stood up with a bang, and said angrily: "You peep at me!" ”

Wang Feng had never mentioned the matter of the soul of the medical saint in the Scripture Pavilion, and Shi Xiaolan knew about it, obviously when he peeked at Wang Feng in the Scripture Pavilion.

"I ...... I ......"

Shi Xiaolan's cultivation of the Medicine King Gate Technique has a very powerful concealment effect, even if her cultivation is far behind Wang Feng, she will not be discovered if she hides in the dark and peeps.

Since Wang Feng came to Shaolin Temple to practice, Shi Xiaolan has been secretly paying attention to Wang Feng, with Wang Feng forcibly challenging the Bronze Man Alley failed, Shi Xiaolan gradually worried about Wang Feng's mentality, stubborn people will always have extreme thoughts in the face of failure, she found that Wang Feng gradually showed symptoms of madness, especially when she heard Wang Feng talk about the internal affairs of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Shi Xiaolan became more and more sure of this.

Shi Xiaolan persuaded Wang Feng, but Wang Feng always insisted on going his own way, until Wang Feng successfully challenged the Bronze Man Alley, he ran to the bottom of the mountain to practice, Shi Xiaolan thought that Wang Feng was touched by the simple folk customs and nature, but he didn't expect Wang Feng to be like this, and went up the mountain to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion once a week.

Shi Xiaolan couldn't bear it anymore, on the night of Honghong's grandfather's illness last week, Shi Xiaolan secretly followed Wang Feng, according to the rules of Shaolin Temple, Shaolin disciples are not allowed to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and Shi Xiaolan is not a disciple of Shaolin Temple, although the magic circle of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion also hinders her, but after Shi Xiaolan opened the strange eye, she couldn't destroy the magic circle, and it was still okay to sneak in.

On this night, Shi Xiaolan did indeed Wang Feng had gone mad and was delirious! She saw Wang Feng standing alone in the Scripture Pavilion destroyed by the fire, and a lonely person standing in front of the central stone lotus platform talking to himself, like a nervous patient directing and acting out a farce.

Wang Feng shook his head slightly, waved his hand and waved the prescription, "The oil lamp will go out...... Xiaolan, do you know the meaning of these four words? ”

"Wang Feng, don't be stubborn, all you see are your imaginary illusions, you are eager to gain strength as quickly as possible, so you fantasize about two non-existent masters pointing you out, that's fake! Don't be obsessed, your time is running out, and if you continue like this, not only will you not improve your strength, but you will also collapse yourself. ”

"Who can tell what is true and what is false, I think I am willing to have an epiphany of these four words."