"The Buddha's heart is not coarse!"

Long Zhan's mouth repeated these four words, and his left hand unconsciously took the half-cut bamboo tube teacup handed to him by the old monk, but when his fingers touched the teacup, a trace of cold feeling was instantly transmitted to his body through the wall of the cup, making Long Zhan feel excited!

But Long Zhan still took it, but at the moment when the old monk let go, Long Zhan unconsciously shook his left hand, and a ripple of tea instantly turned over the rim of the cup and overflowed from the teacup, and the tea that was boiling like boiling water was instantly poured on the back of Long Zhan's unconcealed hand!

"Hiss......"

Long Zhan, who was defenseless, couldn't help but gasp when he was scalded by this tea, but then, he stabilized his wrist, and then he saw that the teacup of the bamboo knot was actually full, and with only a slight shake, the tea would overflow, and the old monk walked like the wind, but not a drop was sprinkled!

But Long Zhan still couldn't recognize it and asked in surprise: "Master, this water is too full!" It's a bit hot! ”

"Huh!" The old monk didn't feel a trace of guilt, and while continuing to laugh, he exclaimed: "It's full, it's hot!" When it is full, you will be content, and when it is hot, you will know that it is stable! ”

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

It was the bell of the morning class in the mountaintop temple, and it happened to be remembered when the old monk's words fell, which shocked Long Zhan's heart, and he didn't know whether he was stimulated by this bell or by the old monk's words, but Long Zhan knew that the old monk seemed to have seen through all of himself, and said that his situation was not enough for a full cup of tea!

"Master, are you trying to tell me not to be too complacent, but to know how to be steady?"

"Steady fart!" The old monk actually burst into foul language, but immediately after that, he immediately folded his hands and bowed to the Guanyin statue not far away and prayed:

"Amitabha, old monk, I am a monk, how can I be rude?! I mean, are you stupid? Since you know it's full, you know it's hot, why don't you let go and throw it away? ”

'it! When Long Zhan heard the words of this old monk, he couldn't help but secretly curse in his heart, the current monk is too improper, this is the real version of ''!

But then, the old monk's words made Long Zhan's inner complaint, like a broken tooth, mixed with blood swallowed into his own stomach, and he had to give a thumbs up to thank others for their kindness, only to see the old monk bow deeply to the Guanyin statue and said:

"Ordinary people, with such serious internal injuries, it is already a miracle that you are not dead, not to mention that you still dragged this crippled body alone and climbed halfway up the mountain, do you say that I call you ordinary, or do you call you extraordinary?"

"Uh......" Long Zhan was speechless in surprise, although he heard that in some famous mountains and temples, there are some masters who know superb medical skills and can even bring the dead back to life, but those are all made up in the movie, otherwise the hospital would have been closed a long time ago! But Long Zhan carefully recalled the whole process when he came, and he didn't give the other party any chance to make contact, even if he took the pulse, he had to be close, right?

This couldn't help but make Long Zhan wonder, how did he see that he had serious internal injuries? The most important thing is that his right hand is in a plaster, and the first feeling of a clear-eyed person should be to mention his right hand first, but the other party turns a blind eye and directly says that he is the most fundamental pathogen!

"Don't be surprised!" The old monk seemed to know what Long Zhan was thinking, so he picked up the three pillars of incense and lit them, bowed again in front of the stone statue of Guanyin, and then turned back to Long Zhan and said:

"The traditional Chinese medicine of our country Z pays attention to looking, hearing, asking, and cutting, hope is the first, your injury, your life, are all written on your face!"

When Long Zhan heard this, he suddenly realized, but before Long Zhan could speak, the old monk immediately urged: "Ordinary people, take a sip of tea, it's almost cold, this tea is delicious while it's hot!" ”

Long Zhan could only show a wry smile, but he still obeyed the order to take a sip of the hot tea, although the hot tea Long Zhan's tongue was numb, as if it was a ball of magma poured into his mouth, but when the hot tea passed through his throat and flowed into his body, Long Zhan suddenly felt that his body seemed to be illuminated by the warm sun, and a warm feeling of comfort seemed to emanate from the depths of the internal organs from the inside out.

At that moment, he felt that his injuries were much better, and they didn't sting so much! Long Zhan couldn't help but take a sip again, this time, he endured the heat, tasted it carefully, and found that this tea not only has a fragrance of bamboo forest, but also is as sweet as a syrup, it should be the spring water of the mountain stream, Long Zhan's face unconsciously showed a trace of happiness!

In the third sip, Long Zhan raised his glass again and drank the third sip, this time, he felt that the tea was no longer so hot, on the contrary, in addition to the sweetness of this tea, he also felt the taste of a medicinal soup, like some special medicinal herb, but he couldn't taste what it was!

So, Long Zhan raised the bamboo teacup slightly, and when he was about to take a fourth sip, he found that this bamboo teacup, unconsciously, had been completely drunk by him, Long Zhan held the cup high above his head with endless aftertaste, trying to make the water stains in the cup drop a few more drops, but it backfired, the bamboo cup seemed to absorb all the last water stains, and did not leave a little thought for Long Zhan!

"Enough, enough, ordinary people! You yourself just said that contentment is good when the Buddha was under the Bodhi tree, and it was just a sip, and you drank three sips today, and I don't know if it was your creation or your bad luck! ”

"Huh?" Long Zhan listened to the mysterious appearance of this old monk, and couldn't help asking, "Master, didn't you give me tea just now?" I feel that this tea tastes a little bit of medicine, and I drank it, I feel much more comfortable, I don't know if you have anything here, I want to drink some more, to be honest, I'm still a little thirsty! ”

"Humph!" As soon as Long Zhan's words fell, the old monk suddenly turned his face and didn't recognize anyone, and shouted at Long Zhan, so frightened that the defenseless Long Zhan trembled for a while, and the old monk didn't give Long Zhan a chance to explain at all, and directly ordered the expulsion:

"The concubine is rude, begging in front of the Buddha? Get the old monk down the mountain, otherwise I'm not welcome, old monk! ”

The old monk said, picked up the broom, and swept the fallen leaves all over the ground like a tornado, so frightened that Long Zhan immediately withdrew from the courtyard, and muttered in his mouth:

"This old monk, there's something wrong, right? You invited me and drove me away? Let's go, there is no place to stay, there is a place to stay! ”

After Long Zhan finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to go down the mountain, first, he was interested, and then he suddenly felt a burst of hunger, this hunger, like after undergoing hard training, hungry, and weak, made him have to give up continuing to go up the mountain, and could only go to the foot of the mountain to find some breakfast sacrifices to the Five Organs Temple!

Just when Long Zhan left the Guanyin Cave and returned to the plank road down the mountain, and walked down, he found that his body was much more relaxed, and he was obviously not as tired as he was just now, but Long Zhan didn't think much about it, because he knew very well that his internal injuries almost made his internal organs suffer from cracking!

At this moment, the old monk who had just driven Long Zhan away, at this moment, actually held a broom with one hand and stroked his pale beard with the other, looking at the back of Long Zhan coming down the mountain and muttered:

"Ordinary people, I don't know if the next time we meet, before or after death!"

(End of chapter)