131 - Presiding over Fa Ming

After walking up the group of blood corpses for about five minutes, I saw a temple perched on the mountainside.

At this time, the temple mountain gate is wide open, and near midnight, there are many ordinary people in various costumes sitting on the futon in the open space of the temple and chanting the Buddha, the sound is so loud that it goes straight out of the temple.

Seeing this scene, Chen Qiang took out the walkie-talkie and communicated with Xue Tong on the truck: "I think I probably know why they are so noisy and haven't been found by the blood corpse?" โ€

Xue Tong was stunned for a moment: "What?" โ€

"Don't you see for yourself, there are blood corpses hanging in a circle around the distance of two or three hundred meters outside the temple, no less than three or four hundred in all directions, so many blood corpses are hanged, even if there is a group of blood corpses under the mountain, they will not come up after smelling the smell of their companions. Isn't this the method that Wang Yi used to mask the smell before? โ€

Xue Tong: "Uh..."

When he arrived at the gate of the temple, he stopped at a thought, turned to the front of the car and bowed respectfully: "Donor, it's already here, please get out of the car." โ€

The words fell, and Chen Qiang, Xue Tong and others came down one after another.

Ding Gang stood in front of the temple and couldn't help but sigh: "Wow, it's the first time I've seen a temple outside of a TV series when I've grown so big." โ€

Xue Ya, who was holding Xiao Chen Qian in her arms, came from the side and glanced at Ding Gang: "You forgot when we went to Wutai Mountain last year?" โ€

Ding Gang was instantly embarrassed when he heard this, and Chen Qiang came over next to him and smiled: "Look, you have a grudge, right?" โ€

While speaking, Chen Qiang rolled up his sleeves and Xue Tong, lifted Wang Yiyu off the car, followed Yi Nian, and turned around and entered the temple.

When everyone came in, they couldn't help but look left and right, look at this, look at that, and let out exclamations from their mouths.

The noise of the crowd attracted the eyes of the people in the temple who closed their eyes and recited the Buddha, and everyone looked back and saw that no one was reciting the Buddha with their hearts.

Seeing this, one of the monks who led the crowd sighed, put down the Buddha string in his hand, stood up, and strode to him.

When Yi Nian saw this monk, he immediately bowed down respectfully, folded his hands and said reverently: "I hate Senior Brother." โ€

The monk named Nian returned the salute, and then glanced at Chen Qiang and Xue Tong, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Senior brother, who are these donors?" โ€

Chen Qiang was just about to speak, but he let out a sigh of thought, and stepped forward to explain the cause and effect of the matter.

After finishing speaking, the resentment suddenly came to his senses, and he hurriedly bowed to Chen Qiang and them: "Ladies and gentlemen, please follow Yinian to the meditation room to rest, and the little monk will invite the host." โ€

Chen Qiang was polite: "No, no, don't bother." โ€

Yi Nian smiled, and Yi Nian explained that every time the temple increases its population, it must be known by the host, and besides, the medical skills of the host Fa Ming are much more powerful than him, and it is good to let him come over to see Wang Yi's situation.

As soon as he said this, Chen Qiang and Xue Tong had nothing to say.

It's just that when he went to help, Chen Qiang kept a heart and asked Chen Bin and Lan Lan to stay and watch the car.

Anyway, there are still a lot of materials collected before on the truck, and someone will steal them from the car after everyone in the province leaves.

Chen Bin didn't understand what Chen Qiang meant, and couldn't help muttering, but Lan Lanfu was in his heart, and nodded to indicate that there was no problem.

Follow a thought all the way to the meditation room, compared with what you see on the TV series, the meditation room in the real temple is more neat and quiet, in the room, just light an oil lamp, the room is not small, enough to accommodate twenty people.

"Please put Wang Yi benefactor here." Yi Nian led everyone to come, stretched out his hand and pointed to the bed kang and said.

Chen Qiang and Xue Tong carefully put Wang Yi up, but Tang Yao opened the window at the end of the bed kang very well to look at the scenery outside the window.

Through the window is the open space in the middle of the temple, which is the place where the 100 people chant the Buddha.

These good people, both men and women, old and young.

Although everyone's clothes are not as luxurious and clean as before the outbreak of blood corpses, at least, the calmness on everyone's faces is not something that can be disguised.

Tang Yao looked intently at the place where the female letter was, and turned around and asked, "I said Master Yinian, is everyone like this every day?" If we live here in the future, will we also have to chant sutras and recite Buddha every day? โ€

Yi Nian smiled humbly: "This donor, chanting the Buddha is just looking at everyone, and we don't force it." Moreover, even if you chant sutras and chant Buddhas, it is not every day. Only in the morning and evening will the temple be organized, and the rest of the time, it is consciously arranged by the donors. โ€

Tang Yao suddenly realized, oh.

Huang Ting pointed to his nose: "Can I go?" โ€

Yi Nian nodded: "Of course." The original intention of chanting the Buddha is to persuade people to be good, and if the old donor is willing, the little monk will naturally not stop it. โ€

Huang Ting was happy to go, but was ridiculed and ridiculed by Ding Gang: "Is it too late to think about changing now?" โ€

Ding Gang's words Huang Ting's face turned red and white for a while, snorted and turned his head, ignored Ding Gang, and wanted to call Jiang Yun out together.

As a result, he didn't think that Jiang Yun would ignore him, but looked at Yi Yi and stared at it, turning the little monk red-faced.

Fortunately, this torment did not last long, and soon, Nian led the temple presiding monk to come.

Following the old monk, there were three monks aged twenty-seven or eighteen.

When Yi Nian saw these monks, he consciously bowed his head: "Lustful senior brother, obsessed senior brother, greedy senior brother." โ€

The three monks raised one hand at the same time and returned the salute: "One thought, junior brother." โ€

The conversation of the monks fell into everyone's ears, which made Tang Yao stunned, and said in his heart that the names of these three people are so strange, counting the anger just now, the names of the four people are anger, lust, stupidity, and greed, how does this sound like the monk's name.

The monks saluted each other, Xue Tong was not as reckless as Chen Qiang, he got up and was polite to Fa Ming.

In this regard, the kind-eyed old monk waved his hand to signal that it was okay, and then walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked at Wang Yi who was lying on the bed covered with a quilt, his eyes constricted and unconscious, and asked everyone: "Is this Wang Yi's benefactor?" โ€

Chen Qiang and Xue Tong both nodded, and the former didn't want to think about it: "Lao He... Old host, look, can our friend be saved? โ€

The old monk is well-educated, and after glancing at Chen Qiang, he smiled: "This benefactor doesn't need to be restrained, the title is just a code name, as long as the heart is good, the old monk and the old bald donkey will do." โ€

Chen Qiang: "ยทยทยท"

The rest of the people all glanced at Chen Qiang.

Xue Tong rubbed his hands and looked at the old monk.

In front of everyone, the old monk with a white beard and a kind face with a foot of drooping jaw stretched out his hand, put it on Wang Yi's wrist, and then closed his eyes and groaned.

Ding Gang blinked when he saw this: "This is the pulse?" โ€

Everyone looked back at him, including Xue Ya.

Seeing this, Ding Gang hurriedly covered his mouth and said nothing.

After about three or five minutes, the old monk suddenly frowned.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly asked how it was.

The old monk waved his hand to signal everyone to keep quiet, and then continued to check the pulse.

After another moment, the old monk let go of his hand and raised his head, with a solemn expression on his face.

"Master, my friend he..." Xue Tong hurriedly asked.

The old monk changed the quilt: "There is nothing wrong with this benefactor, it's just a loss of blood, as long as you meditate and recuperate for a while, you can return to normal." It's just that the vein of this donor is a little different from ordinary people. โ€

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and they all blinked at the old monk.

The old monk stroked the beard on his chin: "There seems to be a dead breath in the veins of this benefactor. โ€

This sentence shocked everyone and looked at Yin Xinyi one after another.

Being looked at by so many people, Yin Xinyi also felt a sigh in her heart.

Everyone knows Wang Yi's physique, half human and half bloody corpse.

With the physique of a bloody corpse, it maintains the emotions and thoughts of a living person, and it looks like there is no difference at all from the outside.

Unexpectedly, the old monk only checked the pulse for a while and found out that something was wrong.

"Uh, master, what's wrong with such a vein?"

For a long time, Xue Tong still asked these words: "Does it have an impact on patients?" โ€

The old monk shook his hand: "No, no, such a physique is rare, and the recovery power is much faster than that of ordinary people." The reason why he is still in a coma is that he lacks external arousal. A thought. โ€

The little monk stepped forward and clasped his hands together: "Master." โ€

"You go and bring the medicine on the table to your senior brother in the meditation room, and let him fry it."

"Yes, Master."