"This?"

Xuan Niang took off her sunglasses, her eyes became curious and looked at Zen Master Gu Ming: "Old monk, do you know how far Lingnan is from the northeast, even if you count the straight-line distance, it will be more than eight thousand miles, do you really want to go?" ”

Xuan Niang didn't believe that an old monk could go so far in troubled times, and when she saw that Zen Master Gu Ming was so determined, she felt that he was not joking.

Zen Master Gu Ming looked at everyone, his expression was pious and relieved, and he was still determined to go:

"In the past, the king of the earth made a grand wish, hell is not empty vows not to become a Buddha, the Buddha loves all things, and has also cut meat to feed the eagle to feed the tiger, Xuanzang from thousands of miles to obtain the true scriptures, Gu Ming in the Aquarius Temple to cultivate Buddhism for decades, but turned a blind eye to the suffering of the people and did nothing, this is indeed the evil fruit of the old man, if you can spend the rest of your life for these children to find a way to solve the animal, it is also regarded as the complete cultivation of Buddha benevolence."

"Old Taoist, if you really want to go, we can't stop you, we can only wish you a smooth journey."

"But what about the clearance?"

Song Siyuan looked at the clear sky, this little monk was only a few years old, and he might not be able to endure the hardships of a long journey.

Jingkong looked at everyone, his eyes were clear, clear and innocent: "Sister Song, I also want to go with Master, so that I can take care of it on the road." ”

The master and apprentice had already decided to go away to Lingnan, and Song Siyuan had nothing to object, so she looked at them and said: "I will ask the foreign doctor to find a way, maybe Western medicine can find a way to treat them, after all, they are still alive, just approved a piece of fur, there will definitely be a way to save them." ”

"Thank you for the benefactor."

"Then, Brother Xu, what are you going to do, or do you want to travel all over the world?"

If there is no one in the temple, Xu Xiake will definitely not be able to stay here, he also knows this: "I will wait a few more days, send the Gu Ming Zen Master and Jingkong on the train, I have to go to Qinling to catch up, the eleventh day of the winter moon is the birthday of Taiyi Salvation Tianzun, Chong Xuguan to do the celebration ceremony, now in the middle of October, I have to rush back as soon as possible." ”

"That's good, this is my business card, if you need help in the future, you can go to Mukden and look for me."

Song Siyuan handed over a business card, Xu Xiake took it with both hands, and put it into his sword barrel: "Okay." ”

The place where everyone went had been decided, and it was time to separate, Yue Guanchao and they exchanged pleasantries for a while, and drove back to Mukden in a carriage.

……

Northeast, Fengtian City, South Luoguxiang.

Soon after returning to Mukden from Anyuan County, the sunny weather turned to a howling wind and snow, and they were afraid that Hua Ling's illness would be provoked by the cold again, so they quickly heated up the steam boiler, and called the doctor next to her, and gave her an antidote pill.

According to Kong Deshun's words, the bitter taste of good medicine must have a violent effect, and not long after Hua Ling's thin body took the pill, it was even more violent than his attack.

Song Siyuan had to drive Yue Guanchao and them out, and stayed in the room alone with Hua Ling, everyone sat around the hall and roasted the fire, and the horror moaned endlessly, even if the hearth was warm, they only felt cold in their hearts, and there was no heat at all!

Yue Guanchao looked at Sun Daqiao, this old thing was standing outside the house, he was so cold that his snot came out and he didn't get up from the ground, he still knelt on the masonry and prayed with his hands, he had never been so devout in his life.

Flower Bell shouted inside for half an hour, and her voice gradually changed from roaring to wheezing, and finally died down and calmed down.

With a squeak, Song Siyuan opened the door and wiped the beads of sweat on her head, Sun Daqiao saw her come out, and hurriedly opened the cotton curtain and walked in: "Song Qianjin, how is the flower bell?" No disfigurement. ”

"Of course not, as I thought, Hua Ling's age is relatively young, the miasma she takes is not deep, the aging substances in her body have not accumulated too much, and she has returned to normal after taking the pill, but her appearance is indeed different."

"See for yourselves."

Waiting for Song Siyuan to get out of the way, Sun Daqiao hurriedly ran into the back room, Hua Ling had already changed her dirty clothes, and sat quietly on the sofa, Yue Guanchao stretched out her head and took a look, I have to say that it is indeed very different from before.

In the past, the flower bell was not good, the face was like white paper, the body was weak, and when the wind blew, it was like a sick seedling.

Now she has changed her immaturity, not only the freckles on her face have faded, but her complexion has also changed from paper to mutton fat jade white, slightly ruddy in crystal clear, like a peach blossom scorching in spring, her eyebrows are not painted but daisy, her mouth is not red and red, and her head is full of green silk and has changed from frizzy and dry, and has become oily and shiny.

Even though his body was still thin, he could feel his spirit returning, and the feeling of shortness of breath that hung on his life forever completely dissipated.

The doctor on the side checked her pulse and showed a relieved face: "Don't worry, Miss Hualing's illness has been cured, but her body is really thin and weak at the beginning of her serious illness, so she needs to make up for more good things." ”

"Sun Daqiao, are you relieved now?"

Unconsciously, Sun Daqiao's old tears came out, his nose was red, he didn't know whether he was frozen or crying, he knelt down for Song Siyuan with a puff:

"This time, it's really my Sun Daqiao's black heart, and he actually secretly harmed you, if I still have a little strength after that, I will have to be a cow and a horse in the next life to repay you Song Qianjin, if you have an order to saddle before and after the horse, even if you ask me to go to the knife mountain to roll the oil pot, I will never say a word, and in the future, I will be designated to honestly tell the hexagram at the small south gate, and I will definitely not be in the same stream with the old witch~"