A square of laymen, although only looked at the first half of the occurrence. But at this moment, I can't help but boil my blood. This is the reason why everyone joined Wolong Temple, this is Wolong Temple, the magic power of Buddhism!

"I must work hard!"

"Effort? I have more tasks to do every day! ”

"I, I'll be like this."

Listening to the various oaths of the laymen, Yan Yun looked at the sunset that had set, and breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, there was a robe in front of him to cover it, otherwise he would not be able to live, although the supernatural power is good, but he also has to have a life to use it, right?

Shaking his head gently, Yan Yun slowly stood up, this suppression and cooling can be said to be good in a few minutes. If you don't rest well for ten days and a half months, you really can't recover. Now that you can move, go back and get some rest.

As soon as the warm sun rose, Yan Yun opened his eyes in a daze, and in the hut, the scenery was as usual, and no one came and went. I'm the only one left.

Feeling the hunger in his belly, Yan Yun took out some jerky from the sleeve of Sumeru and gnawed it. Your body needs to rest now, so lie down.

"Amitabha, is it the residence of Yan Yun?" Outside the house, a man's voice rang out.

Listening to this voice, Yan Yun paused slightly, could it be that he had caused some trouble? But perceiving that the man's voice was not malicious, Yan Yun got up and walked to the door, slowly opened the door, and replied lightly: "Exactly"

There was a monk in front of him, looking at the monk's familiar face, Yan Yun thought in his heart, it turned out to be a monk in the Tangyao Pavilion.

The monk looked at Yan Yun's face like rice paper, and hurriedly helped Yan Yun to the side of the bed, and after letting Yan Yun lie down, the monk said lightly: "I was entrusted by someone to come to see a doctor for Yan Yun. ”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, the monk held Yan Yun's wrist and the pulse was to diagnose Yan Yun.

"The blood and qi collide with the meridians, the body load is too great, obviously it is a secret method to temporarily improve the strength, monk I will take a few medicines, and rest for a few days." The monk said lightly, then looked at Yan Yun and said, "There is also a layman, your life loss is very bad, do you want to treat it together?" ”

"Can it be cured?" Yan Yun was immediately stunned, what this monk said was too easy, right? Can it be cured if the loss of life expectancy is lost?

"It can be cured, it's just a loss, it's not really used, of course it can be treated, but the cost of this medicine needs more." The monk said with a slight smile. I thought it was a medical outing, but I didn't expect to catch a big fish. As for the six thousand magic stones. Didn't this layman, didn't he have the layman who entrusted him?

"How much is needed." Yan Yun said with a look of surprise. Could it be that the end of the world has reached the end of life, and a monk can be cured?

"After a quick look, you have lost more than sixty years of life, and if you make up for it all, it will take six thousand magic stones. Of course, you don't need to pay for this magic stone. As long as you promise treatment, I will treat you. The monk smiled, but he had an abacus in his heart, these six thousand can earn at least two thousand, and use several life-prolonging pills to bring back the person's lifespan. You don't need much exercise at all.

It's just that the loss of life of this layman is so bad, which really makes the monk feel a little surprised, but thinking that Yan Yun doesn't care about his body so much and lies on the bed, he is also relieved.

"Then make up sixty years, will I live to be eighty years old?" Yan Yun was overjoyed in his heart, and then said.

"Not necessarily, who can guarantee that you will live to be eighty? What if something happens? All I can say is to heal your lifespan. The monk said lightly.

"Then cure it. But I'll pay for the magic stone myself. Yan Yun exhaled lightly and said, you must know that when Zhenyue gave Yan Yun two elixirs for ten years, it cost more than 2,000 small crystals, and now he uses 6,000 to make up all of them, Yan Yun will naturally not be stingy. It seems that Zhenyue gave himself a pit at the beginning. But Yan Yun was a little curious, who asked the monk to come to see a doctor for himself? Ning Can? That's impossible! Python, he wants to kill himself so much, how can he save himself? Could it be yesterday's woman in blue clothes?

Come to think of it. Yan Yun asked softly, "I don't know who entrusted Senior Uncle Lu Dao to come and heal me?" ”

"The Buddha said, don't say it. Okay, since Yan Yun has to pay out of his own pocket, I won't say anything about the monk. Then I'll go back and prepare the herbs first. For the rest of the time, Yan Yun Jushi wants to move around, just lie down. The monk smiled slightly, and after a slight bow, he turned around and left.

Watching the monk leave, Yan Yun said softly, "Thank you, uncle"

In Wolong Temple, in a quiet wing room, lonely greed, silence, three monks are cross-legged on the futon, there is a low bed in front of the three people, and the monk lies lightly on the bed. A middle-aged monk is sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed.

There was some silence in the wing room for a while, only to hear a slight footstep sound from outside, and a monk in his thirties wearing plain clothes walked in slowly.

"Master, the medicine is ready. You can let the lonely junior brother enter the pool for treatment. The plain-clothed monk said with a slight salute.

"Loneliness, loneliness, you bother." The middle-aged monk raised his eyes slightly and said.

"No labor, no labor, master, it is difficult for the lonely junior brother to have an opponent in my silent generation, how can he be injured like this?" Silent Operator asked in a low voice with his hand in front of his belly.

"Yesterday Xiaobi, I invited the demon clan Leng Long to come to watch the ceremony, who knew that it was convenient for him to move his hands and feet, and he was injured like this." The middle-aged monk sighed lightly and said.

"Presumably, it must be the demon clan's cold dragon who is disrespectful to my Buddha, and the junior brother will do it." The plain-clothed monk defended the silence, and walked out of the chamber with the silence.

"Master, do you really want to share the ghost cave with others?" After the footsteps were far away from the inaudible sound, Silence asked in a low voice.

"As a teacher, I didn't say that I wanted to share the ghost cave with others all the time. This ghost cave is open for one year and closed for one year, isn't it my family in Wolong Temple the year after next? As soon as the middle-aged monk closed his eyes and said, he closed his mouth and said nothing.

Lonely greed, silence, the three monks bowed and left the room, and they were busy.

Lying on the bed, Yan Yun closed his eyes slightly and felt the rejuvenated flesh couldn't help but bring a smile to the corners of his mouth, it seems that the monk's medicine is really useful, in just three days, the pain in his body has dissipated most of it, and he will definitely be able to recover in a day or two. And when he thought of the ghost cave killing the stray python, the corners of Yan Yun's mouth couldn't help but hang a little cold smile.

"Is Yan Yun here?" Outside the door, a man's voice rang out. Slowly getting off the bed, Yan Yun pushed open the door.

Outside the door was a young man, and when the young man saw that Yan Yun was at home, he immediately handed a letter to Yan Yun.

After rewarding the young man who sent the letter with ten Buddha Light Pills, Yan Yun closed the door and returned to the wooden bed and lay down.

(Well, I'm still busy in my hometown.) So how many of you recommend and collect? ）