Seeing that the black-clothed injury had improved, Bai Yun did not make any unnecessary explanations, neatly buttoned the clothes on the chest of the woman in black, picked her up again, and hurried along the riverside.

He knew that the bruise in the black clothes was deep into the bones, and using internal force to force out the bruises was a way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, but there were no people everywhere, where to find the doctor, and it was really helpless to use internal force to force out the bruises on the chest of the black clothes.

I don't know how long I walked, the sky was covered with layers of fish belly white, there was a lingering bell in the distance, Baiyun carried a black coat on his back and traveled all night, undoubtedly grabbed a driftwood in the boundless ocean, looking for the bell, it was actually a temple built in the strange mountains and beautiful waters.

This temple is called Lei Yin Temple, surrounded by ravines, there are about 20 monks, the scale is not large, it is not as good as the big Buddha temple where the incense is flourishing, but the sparrows are small and have all the organs. At first, Bai Yun didn't have a bottom in his heart, this isolated small temple is not as big as Muru Temple, the rules of Buddhism are secular and inclusive, although the black clothes are seriously injured, but after all, they are daughters, and the monks have always had rules that are not close to women, I am afraid that something will be wrong, who knows that the monks in the temple saw that the injuries of the black clothes were so serious, and where did they care about the taboo of the monks, so they immediately welcomed the two into the temple and arranged a room for the two.

"Thank you, Master, for taking me in. Bai Yun helped the black clothes to the bed, folded his hands and thanked him.

"Amitabha, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter. The monk said, "Donor, your friend's injury can not be neglected, and it happens that the host is proficient in medical skills, why don't the little monk invite his old man to come and inspect it?"

Bai Yun's face showed a hint of indisputable joy, nodded and said, "That's very good, there is Master Lao!"

Half a cup of tea, there was a rush of footsteps outside the guest room, and then an old monk walked in, his back was a little rickety, his face was thin and wrinkled, he said that he was the head of this Leiyin Temple, but his clothes were no different from other monks, and he was wearing a faded dark gray robe.

Bai Yun was stunned at first, not because he was shocked by the host's outfit, but because he was touched by this thin old monk.

The gray-robed old monk's face was solemn, and after pushing the door, he went straight to the bedside, without greeting Bai Yun politely, nor caring about whether men and women were kissing or not, and immediately took a pulse for the black clothes.

"Master, how is her injury?" Bai Yun's eyebrows flashed with anxiety.

The old monk shook his head slowly, and his expression sank a little: "The blood is in the bones, and it hurts the internal organs, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive the afternoon." ”

"Noon?" Bai Yun's body shuddered and looked at the brighter sky outside the house.

The old monk who had experienced the wind and frost in the world had a gloomy gaze and spit out a breath of turbidity: "Life and death are difficult to escape the origin and extinction, the donor's day is mourning, and if you have anything to say, just tell her as soon as possible." ”

The gray-robed old monk got up with his palms together, muttered a word to Amitabha, and did not forget to gently close the door for Bai Yun when he left.

There were only a few candles lit in the room, and it was dark and gloomy.

Bai Yun fell silent, his gaze avoiding the black clothes, consciously or unconsciously.

"Let's go. The black clothes closed their eyes and said in an extremely weak voice.

Bai Yun silently covered the black clothes with a quilt.

The woman in black coughed several times again, her face was like ashes, and she laughed at herself in her words: "You forgot that I am a demon girl of the Heavenly Dragon Society?"

"You saved me. Bai Yun ignored the overtones of this sentence and replied truthfully.

The black man smiled pale and said seriously, "What's your name?"

Bai Yun's heart is inexplicably like a needle prick, from the suburbs of Xiangyang to the tomb of the Great Song Emperor, she has never asked his name, but when she is about to die, she suddenly asked, but he is a disciple of the dignified Bun Xia faction, she is the demon girl of the Tianlong Society, although the two have lived and died together, but there is a difference between good and evil, the two are destined to become friends who are heart-to-heart, it is better to meet in Pingshui, and there will be no waves and no ripples after that.

"My name is Mu Zhitao. The woman in black took the lead.

"My name is Bai Yun. For some reason, Bai Yun blurted out and told Heiyi his name.

"Bai Yun, if I die, can you do me a favor?" the black clothes put away their smiles, and they kept panting even when they spoke.

Bai Yun was silent.

"Can you give my dad a message?" the black-clothed voice grew weaker.

"You're not going to die. Bai Yun's eyes were resolute, he took out a delicate brocade box, and after opening it, the smell of sour sweat hit his nose, Bai Yun stretched out two fingers and carefully kneaded the sludge pills in the box in half.

"What is this?" Mu Zhitao's lips were extraordinarily pale because of his weakness.

"It can save your life. Bai Yun said calmly, and put half of the wine that the laughing monk had treasured for ten years into the lips of the black cloth.

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In a room next to the two, candles are gently blown out.

"Senior brother, that woman from the Celestial Dragon Society seems to have been seriously injured. ”

"It's a great time to do it!"

"That's right, brother!"

The man in the green shirt led by him remained unmoved, and his eyebrows were connected.

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After the black clothes swallowed the sludge pill, instead of the medicine to get rid of the disease, they launched a high fever, and their consciousness was groggy, fortunately she survived, and finally cleared a line of haze, Bai Yun knew that it was the sludge pill that pulled the black clothes back before the ghost gate, so he invited the old host of Lei Yin Temple again, and the host took the pulse for the black clothes, but this one was half an hour.

"Strange, really weird. The old monk was amazed, and seemed to be a little unable to believe what he was seeing.

"Master, has her condition improved?" Bai Yun asked worriedly.

"Her bruises have obviously penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and even her heart veins are shattered, how can she heal in such a short time?" The gray-robed old monk's old face blossomed: "Donor, your friend has survived, but he has not yet healed, so he can take care of it, and the poor monk will let people make some gruel and send it later, you try to feed her something." ”

"Okay, thank you, Master!" Bai Yun hurriedly thanked.

It wasn't until the evening that Heiyi woke up, Bai Yun went to get a dish of warm water, soaked and wrung out the face cloth and put it on Mu Zhitao's forehead, he repeated this all day, inadvertently, Bai Yun's eyes fell on Heiyi's forearm, and the strange pattern like a tattoo came into view again, and Mu Zhitao almost lost his life because of this tattoo last time, probably because Heiyi was seriously injured, this pattern became lifeless.

"Could this be some kind of curse left on her forearm by the Celestial Dragon Society in order to manipulate her?" Bai Yun couldn't help but have doubts, but this speculation was stopped by Bai Yun before it went deeper, she saved his life, he also saved her life, and when she recovered, the two would no longer owe each other, she was always a member of the Celestial Dragon Society, and Bai Yun didn't want to have any more intersections with her.

Outside the house, several figures in green shirts sneakily approached the room where the two were located.

The man in the green shirt frowned, poked a small hole in the paper window, and the situation in the house was in full view, except for the black clothes who were lying on the bed to recuperate, and the young man with a face plate There was no one else, suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves outside the Lei Yin Temple was like thunder, and the group of green shirts quickly withdrew to the residence when they heard the sound.

Baiyun also heard the sudden sound of horses' hooves, the realm of Leiyin Temple is sparsely populated, far away from the world, there are only two kinds of people who can patronize, one is a passer-by who sleeps like him, and the other is the flow of bandits who are not good, listen to the sound of horses' hooves swinging like a tide, there are no less than dozens of people, if you want to spend the night, how can you come to the small Leiyin Temple?

Sure enough, the gate of Lei Yin Temple was knocked to pieces at the same time as the sound of horses' hooves came to an abrupt end, and dozens of biao-type men swarmed in, and the two little monks who wanted to step forward to stop were undoubtedly mantis arms as a car, and were killed on the spot, and the old host heard the sound, followed by more than ten gray-robed disciples.

"Old monk, have you paid enough money for the money that Lao Tzu asked you to pay last time, my brothers are all waiting for the rice to go to the pot!" said a big man with a beard on his face.

The old host saw the two little monks lying in a pool of blood, and their hands were as wrinkled as bamboo poles: "Amitabha." ”

"If you don't come to this set, if you hand over one less copper plate today, my brothers will tear down your broken temple, and then throw you all into the Yangtze River!" the big man raised the big knife in his hand and threatened.

"Donor, Lei Yin Temple lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, far away from the hustle and bustle, there is no sesame oil money and no offerings, where is the silver?"

The old monk's face turned blue, he gasped, he was not afraid of the blade in the hand of the big man, and said bluntly: "The Buddha said that God has a good life, and the donor kills innocents indiscriminately, and he will definitely go to eighteen layers of hell after death." ”

"Phew, you're still playing tricks, you bald donkeys are annoying all day long, and you wear gold, silver, big fish and meat on weekdays, so why come to ask you for a drink, you will push it three or four. The big man was furious: "Okay! There is no silver, right? Then go to the river and feed the fish!"

At the sound of an order, the strong men swarmed up, and some monks who were desperately blocking in front of the host were slashed and killed, and the bearded man swung his knife and slashed at the gray-robed old monk.

At this moment, a young man holding an ebony wooden sword was elegant, blocking the gray-robed host.

In a gesture, the group of rabble who were going to kill in the Leiyin Temple poured a large piece, and the strong men behind them all stopped moving, as if they were very afraid of this little score, and some of the strong men who were left down were even more frightened and retreated after getting up.

"What a bold man, he dares to do anything bad about Lao Tzu. The big man who took the lead shouted, and rushed with a big knife.

The white cloud face did not change color, and as soon as Shen Tu mentioned it, he picked up the big knife in the big man's hand, and then Shen Tu moved to attack, and the sword blade was attached to the big man's neck.

Who knew that the bearded man was actually the lord of lust, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, begging for mercy with tears and snot: "Young man spare his life!

"Spare him. The old monk choked up and made a very difficult decision.

"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!" the big man slammed his head several times, and led his men to leave.

The sound of horses' hooves came like thunder and retreated like a tide, and the blood of Leiyin Temple flowed like a river.

Bai Yun was puzzled: "Master, these bandits have killed so many of your disciples, just let them go?"

The old monk closed his eyes, his face was as white as frost: "Don't do to others what you don't want, the Buddha is merciful so he becomes a Buddha, the Buddha is kind and the whole world, they are blood-stained Leiyin Temple, if the poor monk treats his body in the way of others, then what is the difference with them." ”

"But if you let them go, they will come back!" Bai Yun said worriedly.

The old monk was silent, his hands folded, like those dead disciples in Chaodu, standing quietly, like a Buddha statue in meditation.

Bai Yun swept over the flesh-and-blood gray-robed corpse, his fists clenched.

This is what the monks call great love without borders, and goodness is like water?