In the dead of night, under the guidance of the little monk, several people came to the location of the guest room.

Through conversations along the way, several people also learned the name of the little monk, called Wuming.

Because this is a small temple, there are naturally not many guest rooms in the temple, under Wuming's arrangement, in the end, Shen Ming and Zhou Yu are crowded into one room, and Ah Duoer and Grandma Liu each have one.

After arranging this, Wuming explained some more things, and left the guest room in a hurry, as if he had something to do.

Although Zhou Yu was still a little curious in his heart why Wuming would say that Grandma Liu was a hard-working person, he was tired and tired from a day of traveling, and he couldn't care about so many questions in his heart at this time, and it was the right thing to seize the time to rest.

Dead.

Zhou Yu had fallen asleep deeply, while Shen Ming pushed open the window, faced the bright full moon in the sky, and began to meditate cross-legged, slowly breathing and breathing.

For a cultivator like Shen Ming, he doesn't need sleep, and the benefits of breathing and breathing are much more than sleeping.

Nothing was said all night, and the next morning was in the morning.

After getting up and washing, Ah Duoer and the others came to Grandma Liu's room, and saw that Grandma Liu had not woken up, so they retreated again.

"Master, what should I do?"

For Grandma Liu, she really doesn't know what to do, they are from the rivers and lakes, how can they take it with them for a long time.

Shen Ming thought for a while and replied, "Let's go, go to the abbot of the temple first to ask about the situation." ”

The two nodded, and just as the three of them were about to go to the abbot to ask the reason, there was a noise in the direction of the temple gate, breaking the quiet and quiet atmosphere of the temple.

The three of them glanced at each other, and then under the leadership of Shen Ming, they walked in the direction where the voice came from.

......

Temple, in front of the gates.

At this time, there were three people standing in front of the temple gate, two monks wearing cyan monk's robes, and a young doctor carrying a medicine box on his back.

Wu Ming's face was ugly and said, "Doctor Wang, what did you mean by what you said just now?"

Doctor Wang smiled and replied: "You can mean whatever you say, don't blame me for not reminding the two of you, your master's illness can't last a few days, whether things are important or people are important, you two have to think about it." ”

Doctor Wang's words obviously angered the two of them, and their faces turned red at this time.

Wu Ming said angrily: "You ......"

Doctor Wang smiled disapprehantly, "What am I, oh! I remembered, I almost forgot to tell the two of you a very important thing, Master Zhao asked me to bring a message to the two of you, saying that your master's disease may still be contagious, you two should be careful, maybe the two of you were also infected that day." ”

This kind of reminder with an obvious threat made Wuming unable to control his anger anymore.

Wu Ming said angrily: "Get out!

Doctor Wang didn't care, and arched his hand and said: "The monks must abstain from anger and anger, and the little master of Wuming is not afraid of the Buddha's blame when he talks like this!"

Wu Ming clenched his fists, if it wasn't for another little monk to stop him, he would have already waved it in the face of the doctor Wang.

After saying what should have been said, Dr. Wang didn't say any more, and smiled sarcastically at the corner of his mouth.

"Things are important or people are important, it seems that the abbot and the two little masters haven't thought about it yet, so Wang will leave first and come to visit another day!"

Looking at the figure of Dr. Wang striding away, Wuming slammed his fist on the courtyard wall.

"Deceive people too much, deceive people too much, this person is really a wolf's heart and lungs, and he will take revenge, if it wasn't for the master who took pity on him back then, he wouldn't have known where he died, then he has the opportunity to fight today's strength and show off his might!"

Wuwen hesitated and said, "Senior brother, according to what he just said, Master and his old man may have been poisoned by them, why don't we give them something......

Wu Ming smiled bitterly and was about to speak, but a series of footsteps sounded at this moment, and then the figures of Shen Ming and several people appeared in front of the two of them.

Wuming sang a Buddha name and said hello: "Amitabha, I have met several donors. ”

After a few people returned the salute, Zhou Yu opened his mouth and asked the reason.

Wuming smiled reluctantly and replied, "It's nothing, but a few donors, is there something wrong?"

Seeing that Wuming didn't want to say more, Zhou Yu was not reluctant, and said what he meant.

"I don't know if the abbot of your temple is here, whether Master Wuming can say it, we have something we want to ask. ”

Wuming looked a little hesitant and said, "This ......"

Zhou Yu asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Wuming sighed and replied, "It's not a secret, Master, his old man is seriously ill in bed, and it is not suitable to see guests." ”

Sick!?

Zhou Yu was slightly stunned, and looked back at Shen Ming helplessly.

Shen Ming opened his mouth and said, "Can you let me take a look?"

Wuwen's eyes lit up and asked, "The donor understands medical skills?"

Shen Ming nodded and replied, "I know a little bit about it, but I don't know what kind of disease the abbot of your temple has?"

Wuwen looked back at Wuming, and after Wuming was silent for a moment, he sighed and replied.

"Come with me, some donors. ”

Under the leadership of Wu Ming, several people walked to a meditation room at the back of the temple, and before they could get close to the meditation room, they could smell a very disgusting smell.

Shen Ming frowned, Ah Duoer and Zhou Yu covered their noses even more, but Wu Ming and the two seemed to have become accustomed to it, and their faces did not change in the slightest.

Wu Ming gently opened the door and explained to Shen Ming and the others a little apologetically: "I'm sorry, a few donors, Master, his old man has been emitting this strange smell since he got this strange disease. ”

Shen Ming nodded, expressing understanding, he glanced at Ah Duoer and the two, and commanded softly.

"Wait outside, I'll go in and have a look!"

Ador replied, "Master......"

Shen Ming smiled and said, "It's not a big deal, you don't have to force yourself if you don't get used to it." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Ador to reply, he turned around and entered the meditation room and the like.

Shen Ming entered the meditation room under the guidance of Wu Ming, and he looked at the patient on the bed.

There was an old monk with a white beard lying on the bed, and the old monk's face turned into a strange blackness at this time, and he frowned even in his sleep.

With Shen Ming's knowledge, he could naturally see the situation of the old monk at this time, where is this disease, and it is obvious that he has been poisoned.

Seeing Shen Ming's indifference, Wu Wen asked a little urgently, "Donor, is there a way?"

To be honest, looking for Shen Ming, he also had the mentality of rushing to the doctor when he was sick, because they really couldn't find anyone to help.

Shen Ming asked, "Did you offend anyone?"

As soon as Shen Ming's words came out, the faces of the two of them couldn't help but change, and they could naturally hear from Shen Ming's words that Shen Ming saw through his master's situation that it was a disease rather than a poison.

Wuming pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

Wu Wen was a little more anxious, and asked straight to the point: "Since the donor has seen it, is there a way to heal it?"