"Doctor, how is it, is he okay with Qiushui?" Lin Lin asked worriedly as she stood beside the bed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"This young man's face is gloomy, his blood is blocked, he is in a coma caused by inhaling too much toxic gas, as long as he rests for a few days, and then boils it into a decoction according to my recipe, and gives him regular doses, I believe he will recover soon. The doctor stood up, touched his beard, and said with a smile. Hearing that Qiushui was fine, Lin Lin suddenly showed a happy expression on his face, and Lin Yuan on the side was also relieved, and then left the room with the doctor.

Now up and down Hongyan City, everywhere is talking about what happened in the Lin Mansion yesterday, especially the undefeated deeds of Qiushui who took over Master Mo's three moves, which was added to the vinegar by the people and spread to be miraculous. It's no wonder, after all, Master Mo is a strong man who has been famous for a long time, and Qiushui is just a little-known person, this kind of plot of defeating the strong with the weak is most in line with the taste of ordinary people.

I have to say that Qiushui's physique is far beyond ordinary people, and after only half a day's effort, he woke up, but his hands and feet were weak for a while, and he couldn't get out of bed. In this process, Lin Lin personally brought water and boiled medicine for him, not only did she not complain, but she looked happy, which made the people in the house who watched her grow up in surprise, secretly wondering if this is still the arrogant and willful Miss Lin?

After that turmoil, Lin Yuan also acquiesced in the relationship between the two, not only because of the strength shown by Qiushui, but also because of his sense of responsibility to stand up at a critical moment. And he had a faint feeling that this young man would inevitably be an amazing figure in the future, and it shouldn't be wrong to entrust Lin Lin to him.

On the third day, Qiushui was finally cured, and looking at his lively appearance, he did not look like a patient who had just recovered.

"Qiushui, shall I take you somewhere?"

"Where are you going?"

"You'll know when you go!" Lin Lin stuck out her tongue and said in a dagger voice. Under her tugging, the two of them left the Lin Mansion early in the morning, and then left Hongyan City, and walked all the way to the south, and after about three hours, they came to a small dilapidated temple. The temple was built on top of a hill with a long stone staircase leading to the foot of the mountain, and it took two people more than half an hour to climb this stone staircase.

"After walking all this way, are you going to take me to this place?" Qiushui couldn't help but complain. Lin Lin glanced at him: "What, this Jing'an Temple is not famous, every New Year's Festival, the people nearby will come here to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and then make their own wishes, very spiritual!"

Qiushui pursed his lips with a look of disbelief, but he had already arrived here, and there was no reason not to go in and have a look. So he and Lin Lin held hands and walked towards the gate of the temple together. At the gate, there was a monk dressed in cloth, holding a broom, sweeping the yellow fallen leaves on the ground. The two were about to walk in, but he stopped them.

"This benefactor, the sword on your body is too heavy, I'm afraid it is not suitable for the pure land of Buddhism, and I hope you will take it off and let the poor monk keep it on your behalf. The monk saluted, and then said to Qiushui. Qiushui raised his eyebrows, obviously he didn't expect the bald donkey's eyes to be so sharp, it seems that this temple is really not as simple as it seems. Lin Lin on the side shook his hand and signaled him to follow the monk's wishes.

"Okay, but I'll warn you first, this sword is valuable, don't lose it. Qiushui reluctantly took down the Tiansha and handed it to the monk.

"Donor, don't worry. The monk took the sword, and stopped stopping them.

"Yo, it's bigger than I thought. As soon as he stepped into the temple, Qiushui said with some surprise. I saw that there was a vacant lot inside, and there was a huge copper tripod in the middle, which was full of incense ash, and the white smoke slowly rose from it, and with the bell ringing in the ears from time to time, there was really a feeling of being in a fairyland.

Lin Lin took a stick of incense from the shelf on the side, lit it and took a few steps forward, respectfully inserting it in the ding. When the autumn water was seen, he also did it according to the gourd painting.

In front of this open space, there is a large room, on which hangs a plaque, writing the four words of Daxiong Treasure Hall, which is glittering with gold and quite magnificent. After lighting the incense, Qiushui and Lin Lin entered the hall, the space inside was still not small, and to Qiushui's surprise, there were still a few old people kneeling on the ground, chanting scriptures he didn't understand, and kowtowing to the Buddha statue in front of him from time to time. However, these do not look like monks, and they are probably ordinary people who came from the neighborhood to pray for blessings when their families encounter some difficulties.

There are three Buddha statues in the hall, the Buddha statue on the left has two arms on one side, wears a heavenly crown, wears hair, holds a sword in one hand, holds a lotus flower in the other, and has a sutra on it. The Buddha statue on the right is a woman, holding a young child in her arms, wearing a green shirt, wearing a white veil on her head, and her face is serene.

These are Manjushri, who is in charge of wisdom, and Guanyin, who is in charge of fertility. Lin Lin leaned into Qiushui's ear and whispered.

"Then the middle one must be Shakyamuni?" Although Qiushui knows little about Buddhism, he still understands some basic common sense.

"You're smart. Lin Lin smiled, and then pulled Qiushui to bow to the three Buddha statues respectively, and then retreated from the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Whew, it's finally over, it's really suffocating me. Qiushui had always been tired of this kind of religious ritual, red tape, and the fact that he couldn't make loud noises here made him feel very depressed.

"Don't worry, I'm going to take you somewhere. Seeing that Qiushui was about to walk towards the door, Lin Lin hurriedly pulled him back. As soon as he heard that it was not over, Qiushui suddenly put on a stinky face, but under Lin Lin's persecution, he could only give in in the end. Lin Lin took Qiushui around the Daxiong Treasure Hall and entered a sheep intestine path next to it. The trail was inconspicuous, and Qiushui had not been aware of its existence before.

"Have you been here before, so familiar?" Qiushui glanced at Lin Lin and muttered.

"Yes, I've been here once. Lin Lin nodded, but she didn't want to elaborate on her appearance, so Qiushui didn't ask again.

"Okay, this is it!" Soon, the two walked to the end of the trail, and Lin Lin also deliberately blindfolded Qiushui to add some mystery.

"Don't sell it, let me see what is worth the long journey. Seeing Qiushui's impatient look, Lin Lin opened her hand easily, and when she saw the scene in front of her, Qiushui was stunned for a moment.

"Wow...... It's beautiful. ”