After Xun left, Chen Beibei didn't sleep anymore, after all, he had slept for a while just now, and his energy had recovered a little.

In the distance, the row of ironclad soldiers still stood quietly, looking like a cold iron wall, giving people a sense of indifference and danger.

Yingcao was completely asleep at this time, and she always had a shallow smile on her face.

Yingcao is a very simple youkai.

And young and lively, when it comes to things that make people angry, Yingcao may be very irritable.

However, Yingcao has always been a monster with the obsession of protecting the weak, and this is impossible to change. Because, once it changes, maybe Yingcao will no longer exist.

Chen Beibei looked at his mobile phone, and the time was already two o'clock in the morning.

The middle-aged soldier was almost an hour away from entering.

It hasn't come out for so long, and it seems that things are not as smooth as imagined.

But at this time, all Chen Beibei could do was wait patiently. Whether the young master can believe that Chen Beibei can heal his burns can only depend on their own thoughts.

"The people are over there, Lord Zhiguang, please come with me!"

The voice of the middle-aged soldier sounded, and Chen Beibei couldn't help but look over, on the right side of the end of Suzaku Avenue, two people were walking in his direction.

"Tomomitsu-sama......"

When the ironclad soldier saw the two men, he called out respectfully.

"There's no one around, so don't salute!"

The speaker walked through the passage cleared by the ironclad soldiers, and spoke in a very soft tone, like the ripples of a deep, magnificent lake, gently blown by the wind.

As the people got closer and closer, Chen Beibei finally saw the appearance of the people who came over clearly by the moonlight.

He is an elderly monk.

Wearing the gray Huang Se monk robe worn by ordinary monks, the body is slightly plump, and it looks like it will give people a sense of approachability.

Presumably it was Lord Zhiguang in their mouths, and at this moment the middle-aged soldier was walking side by side with Monk Zhiguang.

"Yingcao, wake up!"

Chen Beibei shook Yingcao's shoulder, at this time, the middle-aged soldiers were already very close to them, so Chen Beibei also had to wake up Yingcao.

"The host ,......"

Yingcao slowly opened her eyes, and let out a sleepy-eyed cry, her voice was very indistinct.

"The soldier has come out, let's go."

"Hmm."

Chen Beibei walked out from under the cherry blossom tree with Yingcao, on the wide Suzaku Avenue, because it was night, there were almost no other pedestrians.

"Lord Zhiguang, the person who can heal the burns is him, the wandering Taoist priest who came by boat today."

The middle-aged soldier introduced Chen Beibei to Monk Zhiguang.

When Chen Beibei asked to go ashore, he told himself that he was a wandering Taoist, so at this time, the middle-aged soldier would introduce him like this.

"It turns out that he is also a monk."

Monk Zhiguang said softly in his mouth, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he walked towards Chen Beibei: "Poor monk Zhiguang, overseas distinguished guests have come, and they have not come to visit, which is rude!" ”

"My name is Chen Beibei, this is my sister Chen Yingcao, you let you rest on the island, thank you very much, the master doesn't need to be so polite."

Chen Beibei looked at Monk Zhiguang and said to him.

Monks, both in the past and now, have always been a profession that prefers cleanliness.

In the face of such a person, Chen Beibei is naturally very respectful.

"Lord Zhiguang is the most powerful monk on our small dirt road island, he studied Esoteric Buddhism in Fuso for 30 years when he was young, and now he holds prayers, exorcisms, and divination ceremonies on small dirt road island, all of which are in charge of him. It happened that Lord Zhiguang was at the young master's house today, so the young master asked Lord Zhiguang to take a trip......"

The middle-aged soldier looked at Chen Beibei and said slowly.

On such a small closed island, if the traditional customs of Fuso are still maintained for people like monks, then the status of monks is naturally very high.

People like this who study the Dharma outside and then return to China actually need a lot of willpower and dedication to the Dharma to succeed.

Xuanzang in China and Kukai in Fusang are all in this kind of existence.

"It's just some basic job stuff, you don't need to worry about it."

Monk Zhiguang interrupted the middle-aged soldier's words, lest he keep talking about these things of status and fame.

"Let's talk about healing burns."

Monk Zhiguang looked at Chen Beibei and said to him.

"Well, Master Zhiguang, what do you think about the burns of soldiers?"

Chen Beibei asked.

"It was very serious, his whole body was severely burned, and ordinary medicines and treatments could not save him at all. The poor monk also thought of many ways, but the poor monk was only shallow in his studies and had not yet found a cure. ”

When Monk Zhiguang spoke, the rosary in his hand was slowly twisting. It was as if praying for the wounded soldier to suffer less.

"I have a way to heal burns and stuff like that, I hope you can let me try it."

Chen Beibei looked at Monk Zhiguang and said to him.

"Can the Taoist Commander tell me?"

Monk Zhiguang asked.

Because Chen Beibei said that his identity was a wandering Taoist, the monk Zhiguang did not call Chen Beibei's donor, but the Taoist chief. This is a kind of honorific title given by monks to Taoist priests.

"Master Zhiguang, you can't tell others about this method, after all, you still need to have a skill to travel the world. Please also ask the master to understand......"

Chen Beibei said.

"Of course, if that's the case, then let's ask the Taoist to show off his ability to heal burns first. After all, that soldier was the only one who survived, and it was important to us not to let others approach at will. ”

After Monk Zhiguang finished speaking, a flame suddenly burned in his palm.

The flame pressed against the palm of Monk Zhiguang.

"Lord Zhiguang, please don't do such a dangerous thing, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to the young master......"

When the middle-aged soldier saw it, he hurriedly pounced: "If you want to use burns to test, please let me be the tester, Lord Light!" ”

Monk Zhiguang stretched out his other hand and stopped the middle-aged monk, his face was still a tranquil face: "It's okay." ”

The smell of burning flesh and skin was already in the air, and the atmosphere was gradually becoming heavy.

The sound of the flames burning was a little oozing, but fortunately it didn't last long.

"Please let me see if you can actually heal the burns!"

After Monk Zhiguang finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Chen Beibei said before that when you travel the world, you need to have a skill, which means that you can't reveal this healing technique to them. It was with this in mind that Monk Zhiguang closed his eyes.

The reason why Chen Beibei didn't reveal the healing technique was just that he didn't want to reveal that Yingcao was a monster, after all, what kind of attitude the people on this island had towards monsters, Chen Beibei was still completely unclear.

Seeing this, the middle-aged soldier also knew Monk Zhiguang's thoughts, so he turned around and closed his eyes.

"Yingcao, let's get started."

Chen Beibei looked at Yingcao and said softly.

Now they have all closed their eyes, and Monk Zhiguang's hands have indeed been seriously burned at this time. Chen Beibei could only let Yingcao cure him.

"Yes, master."

Yingcao looked at Chen Beibei, nodded, and then walked towards Monk Zhiguang.

When Yingcao's hand touched the hand of Monk Zhiguang who was burned in the eye, the faint green light spread out in the air like a tiny pollen fluttering in the wind.

A faint green light shrouded Monk Zhiguang's hand, and Yingcao could feel that Monk Zhiguang's hand had also turned into something like a plant.

The burned skin gradually faded, and the burnt flesh slowly fell off.

After these burnt black flesh falls.

What was revealed was bloody flesh, and even cold white bones could be seen in it.

Soon, though, the flesh slowly grew back.

It wasn't until the hand of the monk Zhiguang became exactly the same as before it was burned.

"Master, please open your eyes, your hands have been healed."

Chen Beibei looked at Master Zhiguang and said to him.

When Yingcao was treating Monk Zhiguang, Chen Beibei always observed Monk Zhiguang and the middle-aged soldier, and they really didn't open their eyes.

This made Chen Beibei feel better about them.

"Thank you, Chief."

Before Monk Zhiguang opened his eyes, he began to thank him. Probably he already felt that his hand had become better, after all, after being healed by Yingcao, although there would still be pain, the pain would be much less than before.

After Monk Zhiguang opened his eyes, he looked at his hands slightly.

Then a smile appeared on his face: "Please come into the mansion to heal the wounded." ”

Chen Beibei has cured the burns of Monk Zhiguang, which means that Chen Beibei has passed his test. No matter what the purpose was, they would definitely let Chen Beibei and them heal the burned soldier first.

After all, that soldier is still very important to them.

"Hmm."

Chen Beibei nodded and replied. whereas

Now Chen Beibei can't help but have some confidence, Yingcao's healing technique is indeed useful for burns.

Then the rest of the person, don't worry.

That's for sure.

Although the burns are more severe and the area of the burns is larger, it is also possible to cure with the same theory and effect.

……

Monk Zhiguang didn't inquire too much about the life experiences of Chen Beibei and Yingcao on the road.

For this.

Chen Beibei is still very grateful to Monk Zhiguang.

After all, if he said too much, Chen Beibei was afraid of revealing flaws. What Chen Beibei wants to do now is just to cure that soldier and gain the trust of the young master and the islanders.

"It's really amazing, Lord Zhiguang's hand just now has obviously burned out of shape. How can it be restored in such a short period of time......"

When the middle-aged soldier said these words, his face was full of reverence.

"Anyway, how do you do that? It's incredible. ”

Along the way, the middle-aged soldiers were almost talking like this, but Chen Beibei didn't explain too much.

At this time, even if Chen Beibei was indifferent, the middle-aged soldier was only curious and admired Chen Beibei, and he would not have the idea of "what's the big deal" because of such indifference.

When I walked in front of the ironclads.

The ironclad soldiers glanced at Chen Beibei and Yingcao, and then at Monk Zhiguang: "Lord Zhiguang, ...... this?" ”

"This is the Taoist who entered the mansion to heal the wounded, you get out of the way, I will take care of anything."

Monk Zhiguang looked at those ironclad soldiers and said slowly.

When those ironclad soldiers saw Monk Zhiguang say this, they just obediently let go.

Entering from here is where the young lord of this island and the nobles on the island live, and the monk Zhiguang is in Chen Beibei, and they don't have a pass, just by guaranteeing it in their own names, they can let the ironclad soldiers let Chen Beibei and them in.

It can also be seen that the status of Monk Zhiguang on this island should be very high.

Or rather, it is deeply popular.

Walking through the section guarded by the ironclad soldiers, and then walking towards the stone steps on the right, soon an imposing palace appeared in front of Chen Beibei and them.

This palace looks very large, the main color is vermilion, the gates, columns, walls, and cornices are almost all vermilion, and among these vermilions there is some cyan.

From a distance, it looks like a picture scroll recording the ancient court.

The steps are very gentle, and on either side of the steps are a few low ornamental shrubs, and there are occasional birds flying in the bushes.

Continuing on, a lake appeared, it was not clear whether it was a natural lake or a man-made lake, but the water was very clear, and there were some blue fish swimming in it.

At the edge of the lake, a piece of lotus root was planted. At this time, it is the height of summer, the lotus leaves float on the water, and the dragonflies fly leisurely in the blooming lotus bushes, stopping on the lotus leaves for a while, and the lotus flowers for a while.

"The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red."

Monk Zhiguang looked at such a scene and couldn't help but recite this verse.

"Master Zhiguang, since you still know the poems of Huaxia?"

Chen Beibei looked at Monk Zhiguang and couldn't help but have a little more admiration, after all, their Hemao clan originally belonged to Fusang, and now they have moved to such a small island, since they can still recite such verses, it is indeed very surprising.

"The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. When Master Kukai was practicing Buddhism in China, he was also shocked by the poets of the Tang Dynasty many times. Now that I think about it, it's true, even if it's just a small county, you can write such a grand and brilliant poem.

When I was studying the Dongmi created by Master Kukai in Fusang, I also imagined countless times the grand scene of Master Kukai in the Tang Dynasty, and the scene of Li Bai, Bai Juyi, Liu Zongyuan, and them talking about poetry together. ”

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