One of the robber leaders fell to the ground, blood gushing out of the hole in his back like a fountain, and the other robber who had been hit also fell to his knees and died of exhaustion. As soon as the leader of the robbers died, the thieves were leaderless, and they were scattered.

Zhao Kuangyan saw that Yu Qing was injured to save himself, he was anxious and angry, and threw the sword in his hand at the fleeing robber, and one of the robbers was hit by the sword, screamed, and fell to the ground. Zhao Kuangyan hurriedly stepped forward to hold Yu Qing's arm to check his injury, only to see that Yu Qing's right back had been dyed red, and he was in a hurry to stop the bleeding for Yu Qing, and tears couldn't help but flow down.

The coachman hurriedly untied his belt, wrapped it around Yu Qing's artery, stopped the bleeding for him, and took out the golden medicine from his back box and applied it to Yu Qing's wound.

Zhao Kuangyan burst into tears and cried: "Brother Yu, why are you so stupid to take this shot for me?" ”

Yu Qing's lips turned white due to excessive blood loss, but he still smiled reluctantly: "Why is a big man crying?" Like a little daughter-in-law! It's okay, this little injury won't kill me. ”

Zhao Kuangyan punched Yu Qing's chest with his small fist, and said angrily: "It's all like this, people are so worried about you, do you still have the heart to joke?" After speaking, a blush passed across his face.

Seeing this, the fragrant boy on the side shouted, "Sister! Brother Yu is an injured person, and you still beat him? ”

Zhao Kuangyan's eyes were sideways and he looked at Xiang Boy, who knew that he had missed his mouth again, so he hurriedly changed his words: "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law!" My good brother-in-law! ”

But fortunately, this delicate thing was not noticed by Yu Qing and the coachman.

After the coachman bandaged Yu Qing, he said: "This place is dangerous and dangerous, it is not advisable to stay for a long time, we should leave this place as soon as possible, if the robbers come to disturb again, Yu Ye is injured again, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with." ”

Yu Qing nodded, and Zhao Kuangyan and Xiang Boy helped him into the carriage. The coachman jumped into the carriage and the group continued on their way.

After walking for about another hour, Yu Qing's lips were dry, and he was unconscious, and Zhao Kuangyan shouted a few times but did not respond. Zhao Kuangyan was so anxious that he shouted: "Uncle, uncle, come and see, what's wrong with Brother Yu?" ”

The coachman stopped the carriage and came to the carriage to check, he reached out and touched Yu Qing's head, "It's so hot!" The coachman exclaimed.

Zhao Kuangyan was so anxious that he cried: "What to do, what to do?" ”

The coachman said, "I have stopped the bleeding for him, why is this happening?" "Everyone has no master, and they don't know what to do.

At this time, I faintly heard a bell in the distance. The coachman said: "There are many temples in Wutai County, so let's go find a temple to see if there is a monk who can heal Yu Xiaoye." ”

Zhao Kuangyan was worried about Yu Qing in his heart, and shouted: "Then don't leave quickly!" ”

The coachman returned to the driver's seat, waved his whip, and the horse galloped forward.

After half an hour, I saw in the distance that there were several splendid pavilions and houses among the mountains in front of me, and I saw that there was smoke curling under the mountain, and there were many households. The coachman whipped again, and the horse galloped away in the direction of the village.

Seeing that the village is getting closer and closer, to the edge of the village, I saw a wooden archway in front, and the archway was written with three big characters of "Lijiazhuang".

The carriage drove into the village and met a man carrying water, Zhao Kuangyan jumped out of the car and asked, "Big brother, how to go to the temple on this mountain?" ”

The man said, "Just walk along this road, and walk through the west of the village, there is a stone paved mountain road, and you can go up the mountain along the mountain road." ”

A group of people followed the direction pointed by the man, passed through the village, came to the west entrance of the village, sure enough, saw a stone paved avenue, the carriage circled up along the mountain road, arrived at a mountain gate, the door of the mountain gate was written on the three big characters of "Nanchan Temple", from the mountain gate to the top are stone stairs, the carriage can not continue to walk. Zhao Kuangyan, the coachman, and Xiang Boy had to be carried down by Yu Qing and carried up the mountain.

When he arrived at the gate of the temple, Zhao Kuangyan shouted loudly: "Save people!" Save people! Save people! ”

Zhao Kuangyan's shouts alarmed the monks of the temple, and several young monks ran out and helped carry Yu Qing into the temple and put him on the bamboo couch in the meditation room.

An old monk walked over and asked with a serious expression, "Huineng, what's the matter?" ”

The monk named Huineng folded his hands and replied, "Master, this benefactor is injured and unconscious. ”

The old monk said: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, let the old man take a look." ”

The coachman hurriedly got out of the way and asked the old monk to come to the couch to diagnose Yu Qing.

The old monk carefully looked at Yu Qing's pulse, his face was solemn, and he ordered: "Disciple, go and get the Inner Elimination Pill!" ”

A young monk ran out. Zhao Kuangyan asked eagerly, "What's wrong?" ”

The old monk said: "This benefactor was deeply injured, originally his internal strength was strong, and he had no worries about his life, but because he used his internal strength after being injured, he tore the wound, although the golden wound medicine stopped the blood from the external wound, but the blood from the internal wound did not stop, forming an internal bleeding. ”

Zhao Kuangyan burst into tears, crying and asked, "Then what should I do?" Please, Master, will you save Big Brother Yu? ”

The old monk said: "This little benefactor doesn't have to worry too much, wait for the old man to breathe for him, and then take the secret medicine of the temple, Neixiao Dan, and after a few days of rest and recuperation, it should be fine." After that, let the little monk Yu Qing help him up and sit on the couch, only to see his palms crossed and rotated, holding the ball and pushing out, both palms placed on Yu Qing's back, the naked eye can see that rippling ripples are formed between his palms, and the true qi in the palm of the palm is continuously input into the Qing's Du Mai Que Yin and Fengmen two acupoints.

At this time, the old monk's face showed a look of horror, because when his internal force was fed into Yu Qing's Du vein, he was immediately wrapped in a thick and soft true qi in Yu Qing's body, circulating between his four bodies and hundreds of remains, and finally stored in Qi Haiyu and slowly dissolved into invisible. The reason why the old monk was frightened was because he was equivalent to losing his internal strength to this injured young man. But what he didn't expect was that his strong internal force automatically activated the nameless Pu Shengong in Yu Qing's body, and this true element had already activated the self-healing function of self-repair between the limbs and hundreds of bones of Yu Qing.

With Yu Qing's own internal strength, he is far from having the ability to activate the self-healing function of the nameless Pu Shengong by himself. When these true qi turned on the self-healing function, a white mist evaporated above Yu Qing's head, and his complexion gradually turned from white to flushed.

After the old monk saw Yu Qing's face turn red, he hurriedly collected his palms, for fear that his skills would be sucked away by Yu Qing. But he was obviously overly worried, because what Yu Qing needed was the activation of an external force, just like the fuse of explosives ignition, which would indeed consume some of his internal force, but it would never suck his internal force away.

This is, the young monk has already taken the Neixiao Dan, and the old monk has taken Yu Qing's clothes.

Yu Liquidation sat on the couch, his eyes closed, the white mist on his head filled the air in the meditation room, and Zhao Kuangyan and others on the side were very anxious, not knowing what to do.

About half an hour later, Yu Qing suddenly shouted, wow! A mouthful of black blood stands out. Bomb Kuangyan was shocked, stepped forward and hugged Yu Qing, and scolded: "Dead bald donkey, what did you give me Brother Yu, if Brother Yu has something three long and two short, I will definitely kill all you robber monks, and then burn your robbers' nest." ”

The old monk frowned and said, "Why did the donor say this?" ”

Zhao Kuangyan was anxious for a moment, and scolded: "It's all a good thing done by you bald donkeys, do you think that I don't know that you thieves and monks did it with your face covered?" If Brother Yu has any accidents, I will definitely avenge Brother Yu. The more he spoke, the more angry he became, and he flew up and slashed at the old monk.

The old monk did not squint, nor dodge, when Zhao Kuangyan's palm touched his chest, he shook his shoulders, Zhao Kuangyan only felt that his palm was like hitting a spring, a strong rebound force surged, endless, but this elastic force was just but not fierce, warm but not strong, although Zhao Kuangyan was shocked a few meters away, but he clearly felt as if there was a strong and generous hand holding himself, moving from here to there, there was no danger.

The coachman didn't know what to do, thinking that Zhao Kuangyan would definitely be injured, so he hurriedly helped Zhao Kuangyan up, but saw that she was unharmed, but only a little frightened. The coachman said: "Master Zhao, let's ask clearly, I think the abbot should have no malice, let's not wronged the good people!" ”

Zhao Kuangyan saw that the old monk's martial arts were so high, far above him, but he was soft-hearted and had no malice, obviously it would not be those robbers who did a lot of evil, although he was angry and impulsive, but after thinking about it, he couldn't beat it, and it was his own fault to insult other monks for no reason, so he had to nod.

The coachman stepped forward and said: "Master don't blame, we were indeed robbed by a group of masked monks, and my master was also injured by them, I see that all the masters are kind and kind, and it must not be your doing, my Zhao Ye is anxious for a while, and I am offended, please forgive the master!" ”

The old monk said: "What this donor said, the old man also understands, now the world is in chaos, the war is everywhere, the monks are compassionate, and they should have been purifying all sentient beings, but now the fish and dragons are mixed, the good and the bad are uneven, and the large and small monasteries are endless, and some people are under the banner of the monks, and they are abducted and deceived, and they do all kinds of evil, which is really my Buddha's misfortune, sin, sin!" But the thieves encountered by the donors are really not the monks of my temple, although my Nanchan Temple is small, the monks are only forty or fifty people, but all of them are people who strictly abide by the rules and precepts, and they will never do the evil thing of robbing the house, Amitabha! ”

The coachman said: "Please also ask the master to help save my little master, it's hard work!" ”

The old monk trumpeted Yu Qing's pulse again, a smile appeared on his face, and he muttered: "My Buddha is merciful, this benefactor is no longer in trouble, he used the true qi in his body to dissipate the stagnant blood, and now the qi and blood are unimpeded, and he will wake up in half a pillar of incense at most." ”

Zhao Kuangyan used his hand to test Yu Qing's snort, felt that he was breathing evenly, and touched his forehead again, it was no longer very hot, and then he put his mind at ease.

After a while, Yu Qing really woke up slowly, Zhao Kuangyan was overjoyed, and couldn't help but pounce on Yu Qing's neck, kiss him on the face, and said, "Great, Brother Yu, you finally woke up." ”

The little novices present were shocked when they saw this scene: these two big men are so kind to me and mine, what kind of system have they become in this pure land of Buddhism? However, the old monk smiled slightly, clasped his hands together and said, "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!" Good, good, good! ”

Zhao Kuangyan realized his gaffe at this time, and couldn't help but be embarrassed, hurriedly let go of Yu Qing, a blush flew on his face, and said to the abbot: "Thank you master for coming to the rescue, Kuang Yan is offended, and please ask the abbot master to be merciful and forgive Kuang Yan's sins, Kuang Yan has made amends to all masters." ”

Yu Qing saw the people around him and hurriedly asked what happened. The coachman told him everything that had happened.

Yu Qing knelt down in front of the old monk and said, "Thank you master for saving your life!" ”

The old monk said, "Little donor, please get up, please get up!" ”

After Yu Qing got up, he asked, "Dare to ask the master's Dharma name, so that I can know which eminent monk saved me." ”

The old monk said: "Amitabha, the old man's name is Xuantong, and he is the presiding officer of our temple. ”

"Oh! It turned out to be Master Xuantong, who had seen the master in the Qing Dynasty. ”

Master Xuantong said: "Master Yu, your injury has not healed yet, and it is not advisable to be too tired, it is better to rest in my temple for a while, and then make plans when the injury is healed." ”

Yu Qinghe said: "Then, there is Master Lao." ”

Master Xuantong arranged for Shami to prepare two meditation rooms for Yu Qing and the others, so that they could settle down and rest.

Yu Qing saw that the scale of this temple was not large, and there were not many meditation rooms, and the four people on his side occupied two meditation rooms, so he was very unhappy, so he said: "The four of us can just squeeze it, there is no need to trouble the master so much!" ”

Master Xuantong pointed at Zhao Kuangyan and said: "But, Buddhism is pure, this little benefactor ......"