A little light suddenly flashed, Tang Qian instinctively closed her eyes, she knew that Miaoyin took the blindfold, and when she opened her eyes again, she found that she was in a meditation room, the furnishings in the meditation room were very simple, there were three futons side by side on the ground, two scriptures, and nothing else, the strange thing was that she had clearly smelled the fragrance just now but now she couldn't find the incense burner.

There was a nun sitting on the futon in the center, and she couldn't see her face at all with her back to the two of them, but it was not difficult to tell from Miaoyin's respectful appearance that the person in front of her was her master, Zen Master Shilian.

Miao Yin looked at the back of the Zen master and said softly: "Master, Miao Yin didn't want to come to disturb your cultivation, but Xiao Qian's leg disease may have a way for you to cure, even if you punish her afterwards, I will bring her over." ”

Zen Master Shi Lian's shoulders moved slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Being a teacher is only a rough medical theory, let's give it a try!" ”

Miao Yin pushed the wheelchair and walked to the Zen master, Tang Qian saw the face of the Zen master Shi Lian, this is an old face full of wrinkles and scars, but she has a pair of deep and bright eyes, if you just look at these eyes, she does not look old at all.

Zen Master Shi Lian looked at Tang Qian opposite, turned his head to Miaoyin, and said lightly: "Help her sit down, and take her pulse for the teacher first." ”

Miao Yin picked up Tang Qian and sat opposite the Zen master, Zen Master Shi Lian reached out and lightly clasped Tang Qian's wrist, oh, a flash of essence flashed in the Zen master's eyes, and he suddenly raised his palm and patted it lightly on the Tianzhu acupoint behind Tang Qian's head.

Syllable! Tang Qian leaned forward, lowered her head and closed her eyes and fell asleep. Zen Master Shilian looked up at Miao Yin and said in a low voice: "It is difficult for a doctor to heal a person who is dying, and it is difficult for a Buddha to cross the sentient beings, you can't heal her legs, and you can't heal a teacher." ”

Miao Yin's face changed suddenly, and she asked urgently, "Why?" She was obviously sealed by someone, can't even you unlock it? ”

Zen Master Shi Lian shook his head and said: "You must have tried to use your internal strength to force her to rush the acupoints, almost harmed her, all the teacher can do is to untie the bell you tie, as for the acupuncture points on her legs that are sealed, you still need to wait for the opportunity, but this opportunity is not in the hands of you and me." ”

Miaoyin pursed her lips and glanced at Tang Qian, who was sleeping with her eyes closed, and her mood became inexplicably heavy......

Ye Fei woke up and found that Zhang Chuang was not in the room, turned over and stood up and called two calls that no one answered, a hint of foreboding faintly rose in his heart, and he grabbed his mobile phone and dialed Zhang Dashao.

"If the wine is dry, there is no ......" A high-pitched mobile phone ringtone came from the desk drawer, Ye Fei quickly stepped forward to open the drawer, and found Zhang Dashao's mobile phone lying in the drawer, and there was a note pressed under the mobile phone, pick it up and take a look, the expression on his face suddenly became weird, and a sentence was written crookedly on the note.

Yezi, my brother went to play chess with an old monk, don't read it.

"It's weird, when did he know any old monk?" Ye Fei muttered to himself in a low voice, put the note and mobile phone in his pocket, went to the bathroom to wash up and went out of the room.

As soon as he came out of the door, the door of the next room opened a narrow crack at the right time, and Yang Sen poked his head out of the crack in the door and said in a low voice: "Ye Shao, please go to the restaurant and buy nine breakfasts, just fill your stomach." ”

Ye Fei glanced along the crack in the door, and saw that Ke Zhennan and seven of his subordinates had opened two tables of mahjong in the living room, and the room was full of smoke and miasma, which Yang Sen could bear, he retracted his gaze and said in a low voice: "Okay, I'll do my best to bring breakfast." ”

Yang Sen smiled slightly: "Chuangshao explained when he left, let us wait here, he will come back this afternoon at the latest, I will ask someone to bring it for lunch, don't go far." ”

"Understood!" Ye Fei nodded, and walked quickly towards the front of the corridor, he happened to see the location of the restaurant when he checked in last night, and now he is familiar with it.

The breakfast served by the resort restaurant is diverse, there are more expensive Western-style buffets, there are also popular steamed buns and so on, now is the meal, there are many people who come to the restaurant to eat breakfast, Ye Fei waited for a quarter of an hour to buy breakfast, he bought two large bags of steamed buns, plus a few cups of hot soy milk, he took two small long buns and a cup of soy milk and found a seat in the restaurant to sit down, ready to eat breakfast first and then send the food to Yang Sen and others.

A xiaolongbao had just been gnawed halfway, and a loud Buddha horn suddenly came from behind him: "Amitabha!" ”

Ye Fei was stalked, half-pulled the xiaolongbao in his throat, hurriedly grabbed the soybean milk cup and took two sips before swallowing the bun, turned his head and looked, there was a fat monk in a yellow monk's robe standing behind him. The monk's face was flushed, and he smiled at him with a plate of white-faced steamed buns in his hand.

"Little donor, can the poor monk sit down?" The fat monk asked with a smile, walked over with a plate and put it on the table, sat down opposite Ye Fei by himself, and asked a complete formality.

Ye Fei smiled politely and said, "You can sit if there is a vacant seat, you are welcome." "The resort is not far from the Shaolin Temple, so it's not unusual to meet a few monks here.

"Thank you little donor, the poor monk has a reluctant request." The fat monk reached out and grabbed a big steamed bun and put it to his mouth, but he didn't take a bite for a long time, his slightly narrowed eyes quietly looked at Ye Fei opposite, with a kind smile on his face.

Ye Fei raised his hand and stuffed the remaining half of the bun into his mouth, and said with a light smile: "Great monk, what is a reluctant invitation?" At first, he didn't feel anything wrong when the fat monk came to rub the table, but the other party's conversation immediately aroused his vigilance, and he secretly added a little more caution.

The fat monk took a bite of the steamed bun and said slowly: "Poor monk Yongfan, dry steamed buns are difficult to swallow, please give the poor monk a cup of soy milk." ”

The fat monk turned out to be begging for a cup of soy milk, which is not too much to ask. Ye Fei's heart was suddenly relieved, he took out a cup of soy milk from the bag and pushed it in front of the fat monk, and said in a low voice: "I bought a few more cups of soy milk, and I will give you a cup." ”

"Thank you, little donor." Monk Yongfan thanked him, reached out and took a sip of soy milk, opened it and drank it, and said with a smile: "The little benefactor gave the poor monk a cup of soy milk, and the poor monk also gave you four things, speaking of which, you still owe the poor monk three things." ”

Ye Fei showed a hint of surprise on his face, frowned and asked, "I dare to give you a cup of soy milk for nothing, and I owe you three things, but you tell me what I owe you?" ”

Monk Yongfan had a smile on his face and said softly: "The Buddha has seven kinds of almsgiving, eye giving, face giving, body giving, heart giving, word giving, bed base giving, house giving, the above seven kinds of alms are made by the heart, all of them are blessed, the poor monk is a relatively small donor with his eyes, face, heart, and words, don't you owe the poor monk three things?" ”

The corners of Ye Fei's mouth hooked up a curved arc, and asked lightly: "Good guy, a cup of soy milk can still make up so many truths, so how can you repay the three things you owe?" ”