Internal injury, as the name suggests, is the loss of a person's internal body, which is different from external injury, which can still be treated and treated by some medical surgery, but internal injury is different, he is injured in the foundation of the person, and the five internal organs and the eight veins of the strange meridians!

If you compare people to a car, then the external factors of the car, such as parts, paint, and other damage, can be repaired or even replaced, but internal injuries, just like the engine of a car, once there is a problem, either the car is completely scrapped, or the entire engine is replaced!

But how can the complexity of the human body be compared to the car? As the saying goes, it takes 100 days to break the muscles and bones, and once a person suffers an internal injury, then the healing cycle of the injury may be ten years, twenty years, or a lifetime!

And the reason why Long Zhan chose to climb the mountain was to see where his limit was, and now, he knew that his limit was not even as good as a little girl, and it was not even as good as the old lady who exercised regularly!

"Ahem......"

Suddenly, Long Zhan felt a tingling pain in his throat, coughed a few times, and saw a pool of coughed blood in the palm of his hand covering his mouth!

Although no one has told him the severity of his internal injuries, now, he understands that the severity of his internal injuries is far greater than he imagined!

He felt the breeze blowing through the bamboo forest of Lingyan Mountain, and at this moment the winter bamboo shoots were the time of the harvest, and several monks in yellow monk robes were digging bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest.

Therefore, the fragrance of a few traces of bamboo wafted in the air from time to time, mixed with the aroma of the mountain soil, which made Long Zhan can't help but take a few more breaths, and instantly feel refreshed!

Long Zhan felt the fragrance wafting from the bamboo forest, like a clear stream, cleaning up all the debris in his body, making him feel relaxed, and he was tired from climbing just now, and the pain of the recurrence of internal injuries in his body was also slightly relieved!

"Young man, you're tired after only half of the climb?"

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came, the sound was like a bell, the sound was like a drum, and it shook Long Zhan's ears like tinnitus!

At this moment, it was four o'clock in the morning, there was not a single tourist around, and the sky was just bright, like a thin black veil, Long Zhan naturally couldn't identify who the speaker was, but he followed the voice and looked at it, but saw an old man with a white beard and a yellow monk's robe in the bamboo forest, walking slowly towards him!

"Hello, Master!" Long Zhan immediately got up, folded his hands, bowed slightly towards this monk, and greeted him politely!

"Young man, come to worship the Buddha so early! Not bad, not bad, young people nowadays, there are very few pulls like you! The old monk approached step by step, walking like a swift wind, but he landed silently, as if he was a ghost, and instantly floated to Long Zhan's eyes, which made Long Zhan couldn't help but be taken aback!

But Long Zhan still replied politely: "No, it's just that I'm depressed, go up the mountain and take a breath of fresh air!" ”

The old monk didn't say anything more, just squinted his eyes slightly, and carefully looked at Long Zhan's whole body, as if he was observing words and expressions! It's uncomfortable to see Long Zhan!

Finally, when he looked Long Zhan's whole body up and down, he shook his head slightly, but his face was still as compassionate as a Buddha's, and he only heard him say to Long Zhan:

"Old monk, I live in the Guanyin Cave halfway up the mountain, I wonder if Xiaoyou is interested in going to the old monk's hole to drink a cup of coarse tea?"

'Little friend? When Long Zhan heard this title, he couldn't help but be surprised, he knew very well that in the eyes of these Buddhist and Taoist practitioners, the meaning of the word Xiaoyou, if it was an intact Long Zhan, he would definitely recognize this title unceremoniously, but now, he is a waste person, a waste person who may die of internal injuries due to fatigue at any time, where can he dare to respond to the title of Xiaoyou!

"Little friends don't dare to be!" Long Zhan immediately bowed to the old monk and said humbly: "I'm just an ordinary ordinary person who can't be ordinary anymore, how dare I let the master be called so?" ”

"Haha!" When the old monk heard Long Zhan's humility from the bottom of his heart, he burst out of bright laughter, and he even stroked the beard on his chin with his hand and said:

"Okay, what an ordinary person, how about inviting this ordinary person to drink a cup of fragrant tea in the old monk's meditation room?"

When Long Zhan heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a while, from the hole just now to the current meditation room, from coarse tea to fragrant tea, on the one hand, it reflects the old monk's Buddhist cultivation, and on the other hand, it also proves the old monk's respect for himself.

Although Long Zhan can't say the Buddha's words and Zen words, he understands that Buddhism's cultivation, everything is enlightened, and he can't say it, but he can feel a lot of emotion!

The old monk in front of him is definitely a born master, and in a place like Sioux City, where there is a lot of traffic and bright lights, there is such a master living in seclusion, it is not easy!

"Then Master Lao will lead the way!" Long Zhan still said with a humble look! And the old monk was not ambiguous, he turned around and left, still walking like the wind, not caring if Long Zhan could keep up!

When Long Zhan followed the old monk to the Guanyin Cave he said, he saw a round arch like a lotus flower slotted on a cliff, and the arch did not set up any obstacles, as if it was a meaning to welcome believers from all over the world!

Through the arch, Long Zhan clearly saw a statue of Guanyin, lifelike, like a living Buddha sitting upright on the platform, vivid, although the lines and outline are slightly rough, but the carving of each knife is so appropriate, as if to indicate that no one is perfect, no thing is perfect!

"Ordinary people! See what? ”

The old monk saw Long Zhan looking at the stone statue in a daze, and at some point, he was already standing in front of him with a simple teacup made of half a bamboo tube, and in the teacup, the steaming heat was like a fairy cloud and sea mist! There's even a slight fragrance in the air between the tea!

Long Zhan looked at this old monk, and couldn't help but be stunned, he had just arrived at the door, and the other party had already brewed all the tea, and brought it to him, although he was seriously injured, but looking at the age of the old monk, at least it was also the year of the sixtieth year, even if he was not good, it would not be such a big gap, right?

Long Zhan was slightly stunned before he came back to his senses and said, "Oh, master, I just looked at this Guanyin statue and felt a little ......."

"It's not as good as it could be, right? Not so perfect! The old monk simply replied directly: "Actually, I think so, the knife and axe are indeed rougher, but the Buddha's heart is not coarse, come, drink hot tea to warm up your body!" ”

(End of chapter)