Rong Su galloped onto the street and went straight to a small courtyard.

Hui Ning was sweeping the snow with a broom, and there was no monk shelf at all, and when she saw Rong Sulai, she just ordered someone to set the table and cook tea.

Qin Shao guessed that Rong Su was going to hug her to find Huining.

In his previous life, this demon monk was not only Rong Su's right-hand man, but also a famous medical master, so Rong Su must have wanted Hui Ning to come to Tingyun to diagnose the disease.

"Master, help quickly."

Huining held the broom with a kind face: "If there is something to call the master, there is nothing to die a bald donkey." ”

Qin Shao sneered.

This demon monk is a bit interesting.

Rong Su didn't see anything at all, just settled down and listened to the clouds and sat in the house.

Huining broomed horizontally: "Master Rong, it's not that I don't help, but I can't help with this favor." ”

"You don't know anything yet, how do you know you can't help?" Rong Su asked, Hui Ning glanced at Qin Shao, but through the mask, he bowed slightly to her as if he saw her true face.

This time it was Qin Shao's turn to chill his spine, this monk laughed white and pure, but it was always a little weird, didn't he really see anything, right?

"The girl's destiny is very special, how to choose is all in one thought, and it is no longer my generation to help." Hui Ning said a Buddha call and blocked the door with his body.

It is clear that this patient is not accepted.

Rong Su listened to his words, only to feel panicked, didn't he say that Tingyun's poison was not saved?

"I don't believe it!" Rong Su threw a punch and smashed it on the door beam, and Hui Ning's face was merciful, not moving, even though he was offended.

"Let's go." Qin Shao pulled Rong Su.

She wished that Hui Ning didn't take her pulse, the biggest loophole in this plan was originally Hui Ning, she thought of an excuse to hide from the Buddha or something, but she didn't expect Hui Ning, an old boy, to be so sensible.

"Nope." Rong Su played a scoundrel in front of Huining's door, "You have to give me an idea, otherwise, everything will not be discussed." ”

Hui Ning shook her head helplessly, "Master Rong, you will not go with the flow if you learn in this life." ”

"What's wrong with you, after being swept away by the Big Buddha Temple, you began to devote yourself to the Buddha? If you and I can go with the flow, what are we fighting for? ”

Qin Shao raised his eyebrows, finally knowing why Hui Ning appeared here.

It was not an accident that he dared to face the wall last time, but he was really squeezed out by the people of the Big Buddha Temple, so he was invited by Rong Su to come to Chang'an and rented this small courtyard to concentrate on cultivating Buddhism.

"The poor monks have never fought for anything, but they just want to promote the great cause of Buddhism."

"Okay, okay, isn't your great cause my great cause? Amitabha, "Rong Su erected the Buddha's palm and bowed seriously, which is the biggest begging, "but I don't understand what I do, and I can't achieve a great cause." ”

Hui Ning shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That's it, this solution is in the West, you can find it." ”

Rong Su looked west, it was the direction Qin Shao was standing, but there was nothing.

"Old bald donkey, you trick me!" He turned back angrily, Hui Ning actually hid in the room, and inserted the door bolt from the inside, Rong Su ran to the window, and the window was also dropped and bolted first.

Rong Su bangbang patted the dust on the beams of the house.

"Okay, I know what's in the west," Qin Shao grabbed Rong Su's arm, "The great doctor Lu family heir saved people in the western county a few days ago, and His Royal Highness has sent someone to invite him when he heard about it." ”

"Divine Doctor Lu? Isn't that a legend? Rong Su frowned.

"Mr. Yucheng said that it is true, the ancestor of the Liu family only became a holy hand in the carbuncle because of the codex left by Doctor Lu."

Rong Su's eyes lit up: "Then what are you waiting for, let's go over." ”

Qin Shao nodded and followed Rong Su on the horse.

When Rong Su turned the horse's head, he didn't forget to shout: "Retire this yard and let the bald donkey go to the street to eat soil!" ”

"Yes," Dacheng replied.

Qin Shao looked back, and the window had been pushed open a crack, revealing only a section of the gray monk's robe, but she felt that a pair of clear eyes were staring at her through the window, insightful of her every move.

Rong Su found the people left behind by Mr. Yucheng and successfully came to the small courtyard where the great doctor Lu temporarily lived.

In the middle of winter, the snow covered the roof of the house thickly, and a little boy in a bulging cotton suit knelt under the eaves and flashed the medicine stove, and the curling white smoke dispersed with the fragrance of medicine in the wind.

"Master, someone is here again." The little boy shouted.

"Ask the patient in." The great doctor Lu didn't hold any shelves, but only asked Tingyun to go in alone.

Rong Su frowned and looked at Mr. Yucheng, his eyes full of doubt: Is it really a great doctor?

Mr. Yucheng nodded seriously and whispered: "Fourth master, don't worry, the great doctor Lu Cixin, if he can cure it, he will definitely help." He turned his head to look at Qin Shao again, and tried his best to calm down his voice: "Listen to the clouds...... Girl, go in. ”

Qin Shao reluctantly glanced at Rong Su, Rong Su only thought she was afraid, clapped his hands and said, "Go in, I'm guarding outside the door, I won't leave if you don't come out." Qin Shao's eyes were red, how could she bear to tell him that this sight was goodbye.

Listen to the clouds, and they will no longer exist in the world.

"Girl, get in quickly." Mr. Yucheng urged.

Things have been arranged to this point, there is no room for turnaround, if Qin Shao doesn't let Tingyun die of illness in front of him, Rong Su will always investigate this matter.

Qin Shao turned around one step at a time, and finally stepped into the door.

Xiao Tong obediently helped her manage the door: "The master doesn't like to disturb the diagnosis, please stand back." Then he squatted down again to boil the medicine.

There was really nothing in the house.

The hunting stove crackled and burned charcoal, and Qin Shao walked to the front, where there was a man's regular robe, and the slender cloud brocade streamer was pendant with extremely fast jade.

She unbuttoned her shirt with a blank face, her belt fell, and a tear fell on the placket of her shirt.

It's over.

It's time to break off this absurd and erroneous relationship with Rongsu.

She changed into her regular clothes and pushed open the back door.

An old man dressed as a fairy wind and bones was in front of the door, and behind him was a girl with a similar figure to Qin Shao, with a red mole on her face and a cloak, which was even more similar.

"Please rest assured, this is the woman I am raising with medicine, and she can hold her breath for three days, which is enough to hide from the world."

"Okay." Qin Shaosha said in a hoarse voice.

Everything was arranged, the only thing that was wrong was her impatient heart.

Let him stay outside, it is a pleasure.

————————— occupy the place, replace it in twenty minutes, you guys when I have an anti-theft chapter, hehe,

Miss Xie frowned, and the little maid next to her even raised her feet to cover her ears: "It's so ugly!" ”

In the cold pavilion in the distance, Rong Su cleared his throat awkwardly, and glared at Dacheng, who was covering his ears: "What are you hiding, isn't it a hand injury!" ”

Dacheng smiled dryly: "Master, don't make excuses." ”

Even if that hand is perfect, it will only be more ugly......

Rong Su refused to admit defeat, put his fingers on the strings again, and let Dacheng face him to hold the "piano score" and play the syllables far-fetched.

He didn't believe that he had such a unique piano sound, and he couldn't distinguish it by listening to the clouds.

Miss Xie was really "attracted".

She is also a well-known master of the piano, and the intermittent and unforgiving sound of the piano is chaotic but not disorganized, on the contrary, the occasional series of syllables is still somewhat savorable.

"The song should be a good song," but the hand that plays the piano is too clumsy.

()