When I opened my eyes, the sun was shining outside the window.

This is not the bustling city of the 21st century, it is still a leafy, quiet and quiet family temple. The blockage in the throat and the stuffiness in the chest seem to have eased a lot.

At the head of the bed stood a man, a monk to be precise.

He wears a brocade robe, wears the crown of a monk, his tall body is really like Chu Feng's bamboo, his facial features are like a knife carved with an axe, his eyebrows are very beautiful, his cheeks are cold, and a small part of his neck is faintly exposed is so soft and fair, and with a light brown youthful and healthy color.

Feng Feng has seen many idol superstars in the 21st century, and the emperors, three princes and other characters he has seen in ancient times can also be regarded as standard, but compared with this Jiaye national teacher, all men have become vulgar weeds, which is the difference between cloud and mud, and the contrast between pearls and earth, rocks and rubble.

A place in the deepest part of my heart is quietly falling, faintly amazing, grateful, and appreciative...... All kinds of emotions are mixed in the bottom of my heart.

Feng Feng stared at the Master Jiaye, who had twice pulled himself back from the ghost gate at the moment of life and death, and suddenly spoke: "Master, hello. ”

Master Gaya didn't show any surprise at all, and his expression was calm and composed: "Hello, you're awake." ”

Feng Feng laughed, this time, he didn't call himself "Niangniang"!

She sat up and said happily: "My name is Feng Feng, well, this... It's also called Miao Lian, Master Jiaye, you can call me by my name, Feng Feng or Miao Lian. ”

Gaya nodded: "Your condition is still very serious, so let's lie down." ”

"Yes, thank you, Gaya."

She no longer calls him "Master", but directly "Gaya". She thought Gaya was a good name.

Gaya glanced at her, her eyes were as peaceful as her expression, and there seemed to be a compassionate smile between the corners of her mouth, like a clear breeze and a bright moon, and like a spring sun, it looked really warm.

As if she had seen someone close to her, she asked stupidly like a child, "Gaya, will I die?" ”

"Won't die! However, you are sick because you have taken someone to participate in the drama......"

Hey, can taking ginseng aggravate the condition? She muttered, "Gaya, I read martial arts novels, and in some myths and legends, don't they all talk about people who have taken thousands of years to participate in the conference and come back to life......

"Ginseng is a good thing. However, it must not be given to the seriously ill, infirm, and cold, for it would be fatal...... In particular, I checked the ginseng you took, which is still four or five hundred years old, and it is even more harmful to your disease. Moreover, there is no medicine that can bring the dead back to life......"

The third prince almost killed me!

She exclaimed, thinking to herself, men really can't be trusted, especially those emperors and princes, there is simply no good thing.

Could it be that the third prince himself doesn't know? Just like myself and Liu'er, perhaps most people, think that ginseng is a panacea!

Thinking of this, she didn't continue to curse the third prince in her heart, but only looked at Jia Ye with a smile: "Jia Ye, with you, I'm relieved!" ”

Seeing her trusting eyes, he also smiled, as if to say silently, don't worry.