Soon, the monks also walked up to Lizhan.

Lizhan turned around and looked at the bright egg heads, and said, "What are so many people doing around me?" ”

Those monks, you look at me, I look at you, a little at a loss, thinking: Is it that the Heavenly Maiden can't diagnose the disease, so many people look at her, which makes her ashamed?

The abbot turned around and gave them a look, and the rest of the people walked out of the courtyard silently, leaving only the old monk standing alone.

He looked at Lizhan, with kind eyebrows, and put one palm on his chest: "The Heavenly Maiden doesn't have to be discouraged, this plague is unpredictable and unprecedented, and there is no need to blame yourself if you can't find a way for a while." Before you know, you have to come to several doctors every day to diagnose patients, and when you come, you are in high spirits, and when you leave, you sigh for a long time. Perhaps, this disease is really a disaster brought about by the ancient monk......"

Speaking of this, the old monk hung his head and let out a long sigh.

"Alas......"

Scourge?

I smiled with the annoyance before I put it away. However, at this moment of sneering, the voice that often appeared in his dreams suddenly exploded.

"Broken proverbs, broken proverbs!!"

Away from the lamp violently raised his head, the hairs were rising!

The old monk's face actually changed, and he became the old monk in the dream, staring at her motionlessly.

……

A layer of cold sweat oozed from the palms of his hands, could it be a hallucination?

Lizhan closed his eyes, and then opened them, and there was a young man with clear eyebrows and high spirits standing in front of him.

The young man held a short knife in his hand, throwing it for a while, looking at her face and smiling slightly.

"If the prophecy is broken, Zhan Zhan and I will not be separated again."

His voice seemed to be full of sunshine and a little demagogic.

Brother?

Brother!

Lizhan wanted to grab it, but at the moment when his fingers were slightly curled, the young man became a monk again, the abbot of Otsuki Temple.

He just stood there, never seeming to change his position, just looking at Lizhan with a little doubt.

Away from the lamp swept around, every inch of snow on the high wall was unharmed and reflected in the crystal light, and there was no trace of being trampled on.

No one......

The more strange he felt in his heart, his fingers tightened, and he held the half inch of cold sweat to forcibly calm down.

"Abbot, I have something to ask you solemnly."

Lizhan's expression had become a little serious, and the old monk replied unhurriedly to Lizhan's scrutinizing gaze: "The Heavenly Maiden just asks." ”

"When did those people you just see get sick?"

"Some earlier, some later."

"How late is it?"

"About twenty days ago."

Lizhan paused, "Twenty days ago?" ”

"Yes. It was the time of the closure of the temple, and no patients came in or out after that. ”

"Hum ......" Lizhan let out a cold nasal voice, and his face was completely pulled down. is a woman, but because of her current identity and already gorgeous facial features, she is serious, and the surrounding wind seems to be a lot quieter.

The old monk squinted, and the golden veil on her body was even brighter than the sun.

"The monks don't say anything, abbot, can you go to the Buddha hall and say it again to the Buddha?"

The old monk's eyes were suddenly stunned, the palm on his chest shook, and he didn't speak. Lizhan waited for him for a while, but he didn't speak.

"If I am told to open it, will the abbot be willing to tell the truth?"

"Why does the Heavenly Maiden have this question, the old man really doesn't understand."

"The abbot doesn't understand, so I'll tell you to listen." Lizhan color calmly: "From Wensu to Qishui, there are not ten plague cities I have passed, but there are eight or nine, although I have not yet found a cure for it, but whether others have this disease, and to what extent, I am clear." I have already felt the pulse of that person, and he has been sick for ten days at most, and in terms of symptoms, it is just a slight bloodshot cough. Am I right or not? ”

Li Zhan looked directly into the eyes of the old monk, and this time, the old monk stammered.

"The abbot just said that the Great Moon Temple was closed before the 20th, and the patient just now was just sick, so it must be a newly infected patient outside after the temple was closed. Since he is a new patient who comes to the temple, there are two if there is one, and there are three when there are two, and someone from outside must pass it on to him, right? It seems that this outside is not very peaceful, and since the Great Moon Temple has accepted this one, I am afraid that more will be isolated in the temple. ”

The tip of Lizhan's toe turned slightly at the top of his line of sight, and a small circle was stepped in the snow, and the soft and cold sound of snow water passed from under his head.

"Abbot, you dare to swear to the Buddha in your heart, aren't the words you said just now used to deal with me?"

“……”

"Answer me!"

The old monk looked at Lizhan with ups and downs in his eyes. He thought to himself, shouldn't the existence of the Heavenly Maiden be used to worship the heavens? Having that, what was the use of her concern for the development of the plague? This disease is the retribution of prophecy, and it cannot be cured by medical skills.

The old monk folded his hands, closed his eyes and recited the sentence of Amitabha Buddha before opening his eyes again, and did not say anything, only affirmed the words of Lizhan with his eyes.

He took two steps back from the lamp, rubbing his hand against the chapped bark.

"It's embarrassing for the abbot, and it's not the abbot's fault that this matter is."

A narrow light flashed in her eyes, which made the old monk a little nervous for a while.

Scold...... The presiding officer of this Dayue Temple is a high-ranking monk, even if he should not be afraid of death, so what are you afraid of? It's not that I'm afraid of the master of the Western Regions, who can take everyone's lives if he doesn't say anything right.

"Your Highness's arrangement today is really painstaking." Lizhan glanced at the few guards standing under the eaves, which made the old monk's skin and flesh shrink a little.

"Don't be nervous, don't worry, I just did those scenes on purpose, they didn't know what we were talking about, they just thought that the abbot was comforting me, and it was not good to come and see me make a fool of myself, otherwise, they would have surrounded us a long time ago, didn't they?"

The old monk opened his eyes and looked at her again.

"The abbot doesn't have to guard me like this. Since I am willing to go down to Qishui with His Highness, I take it as my duty to eradicate the plague, and I have no other thoughts. Your Highness asked you to hide it from me, but it was only so that I would have less contact with the sick, for fear that I would be infected with the plague, and there was no other meaning. Now that we know each other's hearts, it is better to speak openly. When I entered the temple, I saw that there were still uncollected corpses lying on the snow elsewhere, thinking that the plague in this temple had reached the point where it was difficult to clean up, so the abbot might as well tell me truthfully, what is the current situation of the plague in Qishui? ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......" The monk lowered his eyes and hesitated as he looked at the few dead grasses squeezed out of the thick snowdrift.

"Don't worry, Your Highness doesn't know what he does."

“……”

The monk thought about it again. In his life, he has seen a lot of pilgrims coming and going in the temple, what kind of people are of any nature, what kind of light should be shining in his pupils, and what kind of thoughts he will have in his heart, he can see the reason at a glance.

The woman in front of him, even though she had some means and some cunning, but when she spoke, he would never be wrong about the sincerity in her eyes.

If he was just a simple and enthusiastic person, he wouldn't dare to confide in her about it, after all, all this was an order from King Qi, in case this woman showed any horses, it would be bad for King Qi to know.

But if you are a person with a heart and a brain, maybe you can still believe it.

The old monk glanced at the shadows of the soldiers elongated behind him with his spare eyes, and his eyebrows faded, "Amitabha, sure enough, all this is difficult to escape the eyes of the Heavenly Maiden, the plague of this Great Moon Temple ......"

He paused, looking up at the gloomy sky, where several vultures were hovering in the mist.

"No...... It should be said that the plague in Qishui is estimated to be unstoppable. ”

I left the lamp in my heart. Rao is she had already guessed one or two, but the moment she personally got the application from the old monk, her heart still couldn't be calm, because she knew too well what the outbreak of the plague meant, especially in Qishui.

Gu Fuwei's smile appeared in Lizhan's eyes, over and over again, and then from the old monk's withered yellow eyes, he saw his brother's shadow.

However, these scenes were instantly dispersed by a picture of crying and grabbing the ground, she saw Qi Shui's corpses all over the field, blood flowing like a river, and saw Gu Fuwei standing at the gate of the city far, far away, with long hair scattered and looking at her from a distance.

Her brain was a little swollen for a while, she narrowed her eyelashes and walked out from under the tree, just wanting the cold wind to blow her calmer.