Xu has been following Hua for a long time, and Mo Yuan has also become a very gentle man.

"What did I say yesterday?"

Zhang Yu wondered why he would mention the past to this man he didn't know, and asked suspiciously.

"Anyway, some things about your man."

Mo Yuan pursed his lips and replied lightly, the one Zhang Yu said yesterday should be her man.

"Zhao Qifu?"

Zhang Yu was slightly surprised, how could she talk about Zhao Qifu to others.

"Is that okay?"

Mo Yuan asked softly.

"Tell me about your relationship with him again, some things will be better to talk about."

"Heh~"

Zhang Yu smiled slightly, this man would be interested in this.

"His name is Zhao Qifu, and he is a Taoist priest."

Zhang Yu looked at Mo Yuan's expectant look, and really began to tell about the past.

"This time, the book happened in the territory of Liuzhou Mansion!"

Wang Ji slapped the waking wood in his hand on the table, attracting the attention of the tea drinkers in the teahouse, and began to talk about his new book.

A family in Jinlian Township, Liuzhou Prefecture, whose owner is surnamed Zhang, is doing some business in the town to make ends meet.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang had a daughter, and they found a fortune teller to calculate one, and the fortune teller said that this woman was a rich and noble woman, but a golden branch and jade leaf. The couple surnamed Zhang love this woman like a pearl in their hands, and they wear the family heirloom treasure jade on their daughter, and they also named their daughter - Zhang Yu!

However, Zhang Yu's life does not seem to be as smooth as the fortune teller said, on Zhang Yu's second birthday, Zhang Yu suddenly had a high fever, and the couple found many doctors who did not take Zhang Yu's illness well. This made the couple anxious, and kept asking if there were any home remedies that could treat Zhang Yu's disease, but time passed little by little, and Zhang Yu's illness still did not settle.

"What kind of sin did you say our family Yu'er suffered, and she would suffer such a sin at such a young age!"

Zhang Yu's mother Li looked at Zhang Yu who was lying on the bed crying all the time, as a mother, she couldn't bear it, and couldn't help but shed tears, looking at her husband's eyes full of helplessness.

Although Zhang Li is a man, his daughter has a high fever that does not go away, and even he can't help but feel heartache.

"We've exhausted all the ways we should have thought of in the past few days, maybe this is Yu'er's fate!"

Zhang Li couldn't do anything about it, Li saw that his daughter was really in pain, and he hugged Zhang Yu with a heartache and gently wiped away the tears on Zhang Yu's face.

Li finally let Zhang Yu fall asleep, but Li was in tears of heartache, and Zhang Yu's forehead was still very hot.

"I heard that the true monk cultivation of Qingyuan Temple on Qinghua Mountain outside Liuzhou Mansion is very high, I think we will close the shop for a while tomorrow and go to Qingyuan Temple, maybe God will see it for the sake of our wishes and piety, spare Yu'er!"

Zhang Li and his wife were also cornered, so they had to turn to the temple for help, hoping that God could pity Zhang Yu and let Zhang Yu get better.

Li really had no choice but to agree with Zhang Li's method, and the two of them closed the shop early the next morning, and went to Qingyuan Temple with the seriously ill Zhang Yu in their arms!

Qingyuan Temple is still a period of time away from Jinlian Town, and the two of them traveled for three days before they arrived at Qinghua Mountain.

When the two arrived at the foot of Qinghua Mountain, they had already seen many believers walking up the mountain, which was enough to see that the cultivation of the true monk of Qingyuan Temple was profound.

The believers along the way said that the Bodhisattva of Qingyuan Temple responded to their requests, which also made Zhang Li and his wife feel a lot more relieved, and only hoped that the Bodhisattva could hear the prayers of their husband and wife, so that Zhang Yu's illness could be cured as soon as possible.

Two

When people go up the mountain and see this temple, the husband and wife know what it means to be magnificent.

I saw that the size of this temple actually occupied all of the top of this mountain, countless pilgrims came and went, in and out of the temple, the temple incense was prosperous, it was enough to see that there were many believers in this temple.

"Ben Yu, you go outside and take a look, there are not many pilgrims today, don't make any trouble."

Let's say that the true monk of this temple meditated in his meditation room, but for some reason, with the cultivation of the true monk, he was a little quiet, and only meditated for a while, and then came out of the meditation, called Ben Yu, who was waiting outside, and asked him to see the situation outside.

"Back to the abbot, the pilgrims outside today are as usual, and there is no big problem."

Ben Yu replied that there was no chaos outside today, and there was no chaos under the mountain, and there was nothing unusual in the temple as usual.

After hearing this, he couldn't help frowning, for some reason, he was always a little uneasy in his heart, as if something would happen in the temple today.

"In that case, I should be overthinking."

Although Lizhen did not eliminate the uneasiness in his heart because of this, since Ben Yu had already said so, he couldn't say anything, so he had to continue to meditate.

"Abbot, is there anything else?"

Ben Yu frowned when he saw the real abbot, worried that the abbot had something else to do.

"No, thank you for your hard work."

In this way, Ben Yu retreated and waited outside the door.

And said that at this time, Zhang Li and his wife had arrived in Qingyuan Temple, Zhang Yu was still in a high fever at this time, and when the two of them were worshipping the Buddha, Zhang Yu suddenly cried and stopped, and the originally quiet Buddha Hall became agitated because of Zhang Yu's crying.

"Yu'er, don't cry, my mother is begging the Bodhisattva for help for you! Yu'er's illness will be cured soon! Don't cry, don't cry. ”

As soon as Zhang Yu cried, Li panicked, she wanted to pray for the blessing of the Buddha and comfort Zhang Yu.

And for some reason, the more comforting the vow, the more restless Zhang Yu became, crying all the time, and even later it had affected the people in the Buddha hall to worship the Buddha, and Zhang Li and the others had to leave the Buddha hall with Zhang Yu in their arms.

But after leaving the Buddhist hall, Li refused to leave.

"You say, Fang Cai Yu'er is crying like this, can the Bodhisattva hear our wishes?"

Li was worried that Fang Cai Yu'er was crying, causing the Bodhisattva to think that he was not religious, and thus worried about Yu'er's illness.

"It's okay, Yu'er Ji people have their own natural appearance, didn't the fortune teller say that Yu'er is rich and noble?"

Although Zhang Li didn't know why Fang Cai Yu'er was crying, since the fortune teller had said that Zhang Yu was rich and noble, then Yu'er would definitely be fine.

However, this Zhang Yu's crying for unknown reasons not only made the Buddhist hall unsafe, but even Zhang Yu's crying could be heard in the meditation room in the backyard.

And the true monk, who meditated again, was also awakened by the crying of the baby girl.

"Ben Yu, how can I hear the crying of babies outside?"

Monk Lizhen called Monk Benyu in again and asked about the baby's crying outside.

Ben Yu asked about the situation outside and then replied.

"Back to the abbot, it was a couple who brought a baby girl to visit the Buddha, and the baby girl suddenly cried and stopped, maybe the baby girl's crying sound, which disturbed the abbot's Qing Xiu."

"Baby girl?"

After the real monk heard Ben Yu's words, his brows became more and more wrinkled, he had a hunch that something would happen today, could it be related to this baby girl?

"Abbot, why don't I go and drive the couple away?"

Ben Yu saw the abbot's brows furrowed, thinking that the abbot was annoyed by the baby girl,

He asked tentatively.

However, the true monk waved his hand and said, "No need, this may be God prompting me." ”

The real monk sighed softly, maybe he had a relationship with this baby girl.

"Ben Yu, you take me over, I'll go see this baby girl."

The real monk asked Ben Yu to take him over to see why this baby girl was crying so much.

Because this jade character has been crying since entering the Buddha hall, Ben Yu and Zhen can easily find Zhang Li and his wife.

"Why do you think Yu'er is crying like this?"

Li Shi watched Zhang Yu crying, and her heart was very painful, but she couldn't do anything about it, so she could only comfort Zhang Yu while crying.

The anxious Li didn't even notice the two true monks coming behind him, until the real monk called her.

"This female benefactor, may I ask why you two are here?"

Monk Lizhen asked, and Zhang Li and Li saw an elderly monk coming over, and hurriedly saluted Zhen.

"The people's daughter Li has seen a high monk!"

Li was very excited after seeing the real monk, they came here for their daughter's illness, this senior monk in front of him seemed to be not shallow, and he would definitely be able to help them.

"The female benefactor doesn't have to be polite, the poor monk is true, I just heard that the baby girl in your arms has been crying, is it a little bitter?"

When the true monk said the Dharma name, Zhang Li and Li were even more excited, and even knelt down directly towards the real monk, which surprised the real monk to hurriedly help.

"Female benefactor, why are you doing this?"

"It turns out that you are a true monk, I heard that your magic is profound, please save my daughter!"

Li's beloved daughter was so heartfelt, after seeing the real monk, he couldn't even control his tears, and asked the real monk for help with a crying voice.

"The female benefactor doesn't have to be polite, what do you say?"

After the monk helped Li and Zhang Li up, he asked about the baby girl's situation.

"Master, my Yu'er suddenly contracted a cold a few days ago, and the high fever did not stop, and I saw a lot of doctors who did not get better, we were really desperate to get to your temple, for Yu'er's condition."

Li was too excited to explain things clearly, and Zhang Li, who was relatively calm, explained his intention to the real monk.

"In this case, let the old man see the baby girl!"

After hearing this, he quickly took the baby girl in Li's arms and looked at the baby girl's face.

However, when the real face was reflected in Zhang Yu's field of vision, Zhang Yu stopped crying for some reason, and even showed a smile.

"Eh! Master, you are too godly, Yu'er was crying just now, and when she saw you, she actually smiled! ”

Li Shi laughed out loud when he saw Zhang Yu stop crying.

However, after the real monk saw Zhang Yu's appearance, he had a sad face. After touching Zhang Yu's forehead, it was confirmed that Zhang Yu's high fever still did not subside.

"Female donor, this girl's high fever has not subsided, the two of you will go to the backyard with the old monk first, the old monk has also learned some medical skills, the old monk can try it."

Liao Zhen offered to see a doctor for Zhang Yu, and took Zhang Yu to the meditation room in the backyard, prescribed medicine for Zhang Yu, and first asked Ben Yu to fry a pair and feed Zhang Yu to drink.

Zhang Yu gradually fell asleep after drinking the medicinal soup, but after the real monk put down the medicinal soup, he saw the round of warm jade in Zhang Yu's arms.

This jade is a thick and warm ring, warm as water, revealing a little red precipitation inside, and it feels faintly warm to the touch.

"Female donor, I see that this baby girl is related to the old monk, can you tell the old monk her name and birthday?"

(End of chapter)

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