The abbot of the void spoke a few more words with Gao Qi before resigning. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Although Gao Qi felt that his body was at peace, he knew that the void was practicing the internal strength of Buddhism, but what he practiced was Taoist Xuangong, and if he wanted to recover, he had to work his own, so he immediately sat down cross-legged and silently used Xuangong.

Although Gao Qi is young, his skills are not shallow, and after doing this for an hour, his spirit is much stronger than before. He got out of bed, put on his shoes and socks, and pushed open the door to the meditation room.

At this time, the sunset has not set, the sunset is bleak, and the distant mountains are filled with cigarette smoke and mist. Gao Qi saw that there was a little monk cleaning the courtyard under a big tree in the distance, and hurriedly asked, "Little Master, where is that child of the Lin family now?" The little monk put down the broom, folded his hands, and said, "That little benefactor is very seriously injured and was placed in the south wing by the Taishi uncle. Gao Qi said: "Please take me to see him." The little monk said, "Donor, please come with me." The little monk led the way.

Gao Qi followed all the way, and saw that the temple of the South Shaolin Temple was magnificent, carved beams and paintings, and it was more solemn under the cover of the mountains, and he secretly said in his heart: "The reputation of the South Shaolin rivers and lakes is not as good as that of Songshan Shaolin, but the style of this temple is not inferior to it." ”

The little monk took Gao Qi to a secluded Zen courtyard, gently pushed the door open, Gao Qi had not yet entered the meditation room, a heat wave came to his face, he felt slightly strange, I don't know why this meditation room is so stuffy when summer is coming. He entered the meditation room, saw that the light in the room was weak, the wooden window was tightly covered with a quilt, there were a few pots of charcoal fire in front of the bed, a monk was adding new carbon to the brazier, the monk saw Gao Qi come in, folded his hands, saluted Gao Qi, Gao Qi nodded, and asked: "Master, why do you still have to make a fire to keep warm at this time?" The monk said: "The little monk is enlightened, I am ordered by the abbot to take care of this little benefactor, listen to my master, this little donor is ' The Ice Rakshasa palm was injured and was extremely seriously injured, but fortunately, the little benefactor was wearing a treasure robe and taking the elixir to heal the wounds, so he was able to save his life. Gao Qi had never heard of the "Ice Rakshasa Palm" palm technique, and he didn't know what a powerful martial art it was, so he hurriedly came to the bedside to check the child's injuries.

When Gao Qi touched the child's hand, he suddenly felt cold to the bone, and his heart was shocked. The child's whole body was trembling slightly, his eyes were closed, his face was like gold paper, although he was in a coma, he must have been in great pain when he thought about it, and said in his heart: "Master Fang Cai did not explain to me the child's injury, I think he was afraid that I would be worried. Seeing Gao Qi's anxious face, Zhengjue said: "Donor, please rest assured, although this little donor is seriously injured, the abbot of this temple and several masters and ancestors have healed his injuries and stabilized the cold poison." When Gao Qi heard this, he saw that the child was breathing evenly, and there was no worry about his life, and his heart was a little wider.

After a short time, a young novice entered the meditation room and brought a bowl of gruel. Gao Qi took it and put it into the child's mouth one by one. The child was unconscious, and half of a spoonful ran down the corner of his mouth. Reluctantly finished feeding a bowl of gruel, Gao Qi looked at the child carefully, and saw that although he was young, he was indeed clear and beautiful, and his eyebrows were very similar to his mother Chen Wanxing, only the tall nose was similar to Lin Zhiqi. Thinking of Chen Wanxing, Gao Qi's heart was very sad, she was the love of Gao Qi's life, although she had already married a woman, this love has always been unswerving, and now that Yiren has passed away, how can he not be sad?

In this way, after recuperating in the South Shaolin for half a month, Gao Qi recovered as before, and the cold poison of the children of the Lin family gradually improved, and there was no need to place a brazier indoors.

On this day, the Lin family clan sent someone to pick up the child in the temple, and said: "Tomorrow is the Sanqi of Master Lin and Mrs. Lin, and the patriarch ordered me to take the little young master back to worship." The child's name was Gongyu, most of his injuries were healed, and his movements were unimpeded, so Gao Qi took him to leave the temple and return home with the servants of the Lin family. The Lin family clan is prosperous, and the elders of the clan have already cleaned up the Lin family's courtyard and reorganized the family business, and several old servants who are familiar with housework have also been invited back. When the old housekeeper Song Changping saw Lin Gongyu, he couldn't help but burst into tears, and hugged him excitedly. Lin Gongyu was only three years old when Song Changping left the Lin family, and he didn't have the slightest impression of him, but he couldn't help crying when he cried like this. Lin Gongyu's injuries healed, and under the excitement, the cold poison suddenly attacked, his whole body was cold, and his whole body trembled. Seeing this, Gao Qi hurriedly picked him up and put him on the bed, and made him sit cross-legged. Gao Qiyun put his palms against Lin Gongyu's thin back, and the internal force was continuously fed into his body.

Two hours later, Lin Gongyu's body gradually recovered, but Gao Qi was like having a serious illness, his whole person was weak and weak, and his strength was greatly consumed. Song Changping had already ordered someone to stew ginseng soup and fed a bowl to Gao Qi and Lin Gongyu respectively. That night, the two of them slept in the same bed.

The next day was the day of Lin Zhiqi and his wife's 37th day, and the patriarch of the Lin clan led the whole clan to the ancestral tomb of the Lin family. As soon as everyone arrived, they saw the servant guarding the tomb lying on the ground, and when he had been dead for a long time, the tomb of Lin Zhiqi and his wife was opened, and the coffin was also opened. Everyone was shocked and hurriedly went to see the bodies of Lin Zhiqi and his wife, but unexpectedly, there was only Chen Wanxing's body in the coffin, and Lin Zhiqi's body had long since disappeared. Gao Qi was shocked and angry, first his sweetheart died tragically, and now he can't live in peace after his death, he was angry for a while, and yesterday he lost his strength for Lin Gongyu, his body shook and fainted to the ground.

When Gao Qi woke up, it was already evening, and he was still sad when he thought of the scene when the graves of Lin Zhiqi and his wife were dug up during the day. He expected that Chen Wanyue was unwilling, and secretly stole Lin Zhiqi's body after leaving the South Shaolin Temple, if so, where should he look for it?

The Lin clan sent people around to look for it, but there was no trace for a day or two, so they had to bury Lin Zhiqi's clothes and Chen Wanxing in the same tomb first.

Gao Qi had already promised Chen Wanxing to take care of Lin Gongyu, and he was even more worried that Chen Wanyue would come to harm him at any time, so he discussed with the patriarch of the Lin clan to take Lin Gongyu to Longhu Mountain to recuperate from his injuries, and he was afraid that the enemy would come back to make trouble, so the patriarch of the Lin clan naturally agreed.

The next day, Gao Qi took Lin Gongyu out of the city and went to the farmhouse to pick up Li Qingshi. Li Qingshi and Gao Qi were separated for more than half a month, and they were very happy to see Gao Qi. He suddenly noticed a boy hiding behind Gao Qi shyly, secretly looking at himself with his eyes from time to time.

Gao Qi pulled Lin Gongyu and said to Li Qingshi: "His name is Lin Gongyu, he is four years younger than you, and his father and mother were also killed by bad people." After all, Li Qingshi was older, and after listening to Gao Qi's words, he immediately felt sympathy, stepped forward and grabbed Lin Gongyu's hand, and comforted: "My father and mother were also killed by bad people, I am as sad and sad as you, let's follow Uncle Gao to learn martial arts, and when we grow up, we can avenge our father and mother." Lin Gongyu shook off Li Qingshi suddenly, threw himself into Gao Qi's arms and cried, crying: "I don't want revenge, I want my father, I want my father." ”

Lin Gongyu couldn't stop crying, and for a while, the cold poison attacked, his whole body was cold, and he kept trembling. Gao Qi hurriedly carried Lin Gongyu to the kang of the farmhouse and used his luck to ward off the cold.

Li Qingshi saw that Lin Gongyu's cold poison attack was so painful, Gao Qi performed for him, his face turned pale, and because of his words, he was very uneasy in his heart, and he kept by their side.

After two hours, Lin Gongyu's body temperature gradually recovered, Gao Qi returned to the Yuan, and let out a long breath, looking very tired. Li Qingshi hurriedly brought a bowl of water, Gao Qi took it, fed Lin Gongyu a few sips first, and saw that Lin Gongyu was no longer in trouble, so he was a little relieved and drank the rest of the water.