Chapter 11: Gossip Stories
The abbot waved his hand, and Master Shi Yan carried the good man out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall with one hand, and the good man was still begging the abbot to let him go.
Qing Qing looked at the one in front of her coldly, she didn't have any surprise or doubt, as if all this had nothing to do with her.
She probably guessed that the abbot had long wanted to punish this fat monk, but there was no excuse, and today she just found a reasonable excuse for the abbot.
Qingqing bowed to the abbot and walked out of the hall indifferently.
Seeing Shanguang, Li Po and Komatsu at the door, smiled at them slightly, and led Komatsu away.
Zenguang and Li Po followed behind, escorting Kiyoshi and Komatsu.
The host looked at Qingqing's back and muttered another sentence: Nan Wu Amitabha.
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When the sky was slightly bright, Qingqing was woken up by Li Haoyang's nonsense.
Qingqing hurriedly went to see his situation, the camel didn't know when it was no longer by the bedside, Qingqing looked at Li Haoyang, who was blushing and abnormal, and reached out to try his forehead, it was very hot.
It seems that it should be a high fever caused by inflammation of the wound.
When Qingqing turned it over, there was only anti-inflammatory powder and a Chinese medicine bag that I didn't know what medicinal properties were.
Qingqing, who didn't know any medical skills, went out in a hurry to find Shanguang, and saw the camel looking at the distance in the yard, and his melancholy expression was very inconsistent with his current appearance.
"Well, Brother Camel, do you have any good way to burn it? Li Haoyang had a high fever. "Qingqing is really sick and rushed to the doctor.
"It's a miracle that you didn't die after being so badly injured, what is a fever? Don't worry that you can't burn him. "The camel's head didn't return, and it was very perfunctory to return to Qingqing.
"I knew it would be useless to ask you." Qingqing muttered and prepared to go out.
"In this backward era, there is no efficient antipyretics, so you can physically cool down." The camel sighed.
"Physical cooling?" Qingqing thought about it for a while and finally understood what the method was.
She took a basin of water to the house, took a relatively absorbent cloth and put it on Li Haoyang's forehead after it was soaked.
"Call you stupid, it's really hopelessly stupid." The voice came, and Qingqing saw the camel standing at the door, and his eyes were full of contempt.
"The so-called physical cooling is to rub his whole body with alcohol to cool him down."
"You can come! Where does alcohol come from? This is the temple monks do not drink alcohol. Qingqing rolled her eyes.
"Oh, like this. Then you go out with me, and I'll tell you about several plants that can relieve his symptoms. The camel turned around and followed out suspiciously.
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In the early morning, the mountain is full of smoke, the sun has not yet come out, it is a little cold, and there is a thick humidity in the air.
The camel walks slowly, the mountain road is narrow and there are a lot of broken stones, for the camel that walks in the desert all the year round, every step is torment, but it can't help it, now it is the louter who controls the body.
Qingqing carried a small basket with a small shovel in one hand, and a skirt in the other hand to prevent it from getting wet from the dew on the branches and leaves next to it.
"Your shoes don't seem to follow." The walking camel suddenly said, and Qing Qing looked down to notice that his shoes that were larger were being stepped on as slippers.
Qingqing blushed and was a little embarrassed, she didn't speak.
"Don't go too far, we won't be able to find our way back in a while." Qingqing watched as she walked farther and farther, and in the face of a mountain full of trees, she couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south.
"I'm rubbing! If you didn't say it earlier, we could make a mark. The camel burst into foul language with excitement, Qingqing glared at him angrily, and knew that he was also a road idiot by looking at his reaction.
"Don't tell me you're lost." Qingqing panted as he looked at the camel's confused eyes and his hairy head that kept swinging from side to side.
"When do I go out by car or in a spaceship, when have I ever used such a primitive walk? I'm blind without navigation. The camel had a strange look on his face, and Qingqing really wanted to step forward and kick him.
"What now? Looking for medicine or finding a way back? "Clear the temper of the ninja.
"I'm hungry, I'm going to eat something first." The camel's answer is always a surprise.
Qingqing threw the basket to the ground, rolled up his sleeves angrily and walked to the camel.
"What are you going to do? I'm telling you not to slap your face. I eat with my face. The camel raised its head high and looked down at Qingqing.
"What do you eat? Leaves or wild fruits? Don't tell you to drink milk and eat bread! Qingqing crossed her waist and looked at the camel, her eyes were round, but she really couldn't do anything about him, beating him was equivalent to beating the real camel who was innocently suppressed by him.
"The plants of your earth are so polluted that you can't even put them in your mouth."
"Shut up! Now that the industry has not yet developed, where does the pollution come from? Qingqing glared at him angrily, she carried the basket into a bush next to her, and Qingqing was pleasantly surprised to find that there were wild cacti and mint growing in it.
Carefully wrapped the outside of the cactus with leaves so as not to be pierced, Qingqing broke a dozen pieces, and picked a lot of mint leaves.
"I don't eat any of this!" The camel looked at the basket with his usual tsundere eyes.
"Don't be sentimental, these are the few herbs I know of. This thorny one is called a cactus, which was introduced from the outside, but I didn't expect that there are also in this deep mountain. And this mint grass, it has a beautiful legend. Qingqing explained while taking a leaf and putting it on the side of the camel's nose for him to smell.
The camel sniffed lightly: "Well, it's a cooler feeling." ”
"The legend about mint goes like this: Hades, the king of Hades, fell in love with the beautiful elf Menthe, the king of Hades
His wife, Persephone, was jealous. In order to make Hades forget Mancy, Persephone turned her into an inconspicuous grass that grows on the side of the road for people to trample on. But after Mansie, who is strong and kind in her heart, turns into a little grass, she has a comfortable cool and charming fragrance, and the more she is broken and trampled, the stronger it becomes. Although she has become a small grass, she is loved by more and more people. People call this grass Mentha. Qingqing told the camel the story he knew. Even though camels are a high-level civilization in outer space, they are also very gossipy and like to listen to stories.
"How? It's an inspirational story, isn't it? Qingqing looked at the camel with relish.
"I'm hungry." The camel's answer was very scenic.
"There are so many leaves on the side of the road, can't you move your mouth?" Qingqing sighed.
"Can't eat diarrhea?" Camels are afraid of the leaves on the side of the road.
"Don't you recognize what you can eat and what you can't eat?"
"There are as many low-level animals and plants on your earth as I have never heard of, and I can't recognize them even if I am a god."
"If you are an immortal, you are also an unreliable immortal, don't brag about yourself!" Qingqing reluctantly went into the woods again and found some grass she knew for him to eat.