Just when Murong Feng didn't know what to do, there was such a sound from behind the screen.

The young man just now was very surprised, for so many years, Master has always only seen patients who have made appointments, and this routine has never been broken, but now Master is unusual, and he really didn't expect it.

"Quick, this son, please. This young man named Nian'er hurriedly led Murong Feng behind the screen.

At this time, Murong Feng really felt the excitement of the mountains and rivers and the fact that there was no way out, and the little junior sister was saved.

Behind the screen, there is a small inner room, which has a simple design, only a table and two chairs. On one of the chairs, an old man sit. This is the person who spoke just now, that is, the master in Nian'er's mouth.

I saw that this old man had a childish face and was in good spirits, although he was old, he still had a feeling of fairy wind and bones. Murong Feng secretly rejoiced that this time he really met a master in the world.

Murong Feng was about to open his mouth to thank him, and inform the little junior sister of the situation one by one, but before he could speak, the old man spoke first:

"I heard that Childe is from Lingyun Mountain?"

"Exactly, in Xia Murong Peak, it is indeed from Lingyun Mountain. ”

"I'm old, and I've always been seeing people who have already made an appointment, but just now I heard that Childe is from Lingyun Mountain, so I broke the rules and invited Childe in. ”

"I am grateful, dare to ask this old gentleman, you also have a little relationship with Lingyun Mountain?"

"I was also on Lingyun Mountain. ”

"Oh, I take the liberty of asking, where is the old gentleman on Lingyun Mountain, maybe we have dealt with each other before. I thought about it, but the old gentleman shook his head:

"The past has to be brought up again. Childe, let's get down to business. ”

Immediately afterwards, Murong Feng told the old gentleman in detail about the little junior sister's condition. He was worried that his expression was not very accurate, or that his own expression alone could not describe the situation of the little junior sister clearly, before leaving, he also brought a hair of the little junior sister, hoping to let the other party better understand the condition of the little junior sister, so as to prescribe the right medicine.

The old gentleman took the hair from Murong Feng's hand, and listening to Murong Feng's description, this was just an eighteen-year-old girl, but with such snow-white hair, the old gentleman couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and suddenly felt pity.

The old gentleman examined the hair carefully, and then gently placed his middle finger on it, like a trumpet, his eyes were closed, his brow was slightly furrowed, and his mouth seemed to have words.

Murong Feng, who was watching from the sidelines, was anxious and worried, through a series of actions just now, he knew that the old gentleman in front of him was indeed not a mortal, but a divine doctor who was deeply hidden and really had some kung fu on his body, but he was such a divine doctor, and he was still embarrassed to treat the little junior sister's hair, and he couldn't help but worry about the little junior sister's condition again.

After a long time, the old gentleman opened his eyes and said apologetically: "This son, the old man is incompetent, and he is entrusted with a burden. ”

It is also strange to say that this old gentleman was a skilled doctor and knew some spells, but when he saw this white hair, he had no idea. I have been practicing medicine for so many years and have treated countless incurable diseases, but this time I don't know what to do.

"This son, just came to see this hair, and the old man is unpredictable. After the old man's diagnosis and treatment, your little sister doesn't seem to have any poison in her body, but there is an unpredictable evil aura, which may be the reason why she has been weak and sickly, but this is just the old man's guess, not very certain. ”

"How is this good?" Murong Feng suddenly felt very desperate like a deflated ball.

"Childe forgives his sins, the old man is really powerless. Childe, please come back. ”

"This old gentleman, my little sister is only eighteen years old this year, she has to endure the pain of healing every month, she is full of gray hair at a young age, and I went down the mountain this time, it also took a lot of effort, and please be kind and save the life of the little sister. After speaking, Murong Feng knelt in front of the old gentleman.

"Childe, please get up. The old man really can't help him. ”

At this time, the old gentleman seemed to remember something, "Childe, since you are from Lingyun Mountain, have you heard of the lotus flower on that mountain?"

Murong Feng nodded.

"That lotus flower can really be said to cure all diseases. Originally, this lotus has always been in the hands of two families, and outsiders have no chance to obtain it, but in recent years, I heard that the wife of one of them has been eating fasting and chanting Buddha, and those who come to the door to ask for lotus flowers to cure diseases and save people are also generous, you might as well give it a try, this lotus may have an effect on your little sister's illness. ”

"Thank you, sir, how did you find this family?"

"Lingyun Mountain Zhong family, master Zhong Dushan. ”

After saying goodbye to the old gentleman, Murong Feng began to return to Lingyun Mountain.

Listening to this old gentleman, this Zhong family's wife Bodhisattva has a heart, and she responds to those who come to ask for lotus, so she has cured many people's diseases. Murong Feng was full of confidence, and he believed that he would not return empty-handed on this trip.

At this moment, a child herding cattle came in front of him, and Murong Feng asked:

"This little friend, may I ask how to go to the Zhong family in Zhong Dushan Mountain?"

"Just walk through the deep forest. ”

Zhong Dushan walked into the dense woods.

It's really a sinister environment. The trees in the woods were towering into the sky, with lush branches and leaves, almost covering the entire sky, although it was daylight at the moment, it was really dark in the woods, Murong Feng had to slow down and grope his way forward step by step.

finally came out of the woods, but the scene in front of him made Murong Feng difficult again.

In front of you is a low-lying swamp.

Murong Feng's speed of travel was even slower, and several times, he almost fell into it.

Just as Murong Feng was about to walk out of the swamp cautiously, he suddenly heard a burst of sounds of help in the distance.

Following the voice, a man of his age was struggling in the swamp in the distance.

Murong Feng didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly took three steps and two steps towards the man who was waiting for rescue.

"Don't be afraid, don't continue to struggle, this will only sink deeper and deeper, you wait, I will save you. Murong Feng comforted the man while exerting all his strength to go to this person.

However, the situation did not seem to be as simple as Murong Feng imagined, it turned out that this man's feet were entangled in the weeds below, and there was no way to come up at all.

Seeing that this man was sinking deeper and deeper, he even affected Murong Feng, and the two of them fell down together.

At the moment of great urgency, Murong Feng pushed the man out with a palm, after all, Murong Feng had amazing arm strength. Then, the frightened man hurriedly pulled Murong Feng out of the quagmire.

Both men were exhausted, and they helped each other out of the quagmire.

When they arrived at the clearing, both of them were so tired that they collapsed in the clearing.

The rescued man gasped for breath again and again, and hurriedly thanked him:

"This brother, thank you for saving your life. ”

"It's okay, you're welcome. ”

"I was going down the mountain to meet a friend today, and I passed through this swamp on my way back. Actually, every time I go down the mountain, I will pass by here, but just now, I was thinking about some other things, but I didn't concentrate on walking, and accidentally fell into the swamp, I wanted to struggle a few times and hurry out, but who would have thought that my feet would be entangled in the weeds below, and I couldn't move for a while, so I could only sink deeper and deeper. Just when I was about to die, thanks to meeting you, you are really my great benefactor. ”

"It's nothing, I'm just trying my best. Murong Feng said.

"Oh, having said all that, you haven't asked your benefactor for your name?"

"Murong Feng"

"Be cautious in the next bell. ”

As soon as he heard that the other party's surname was Zhong, and it was the only way to go to Zhong's house, Murong Feng seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurriedly asked:

"Then this virtuous brother is from the Zhong family?"

"yes. ”

"Then do you know Zhong Dushan?"

"Zhong Dushan is my father. ”

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

It turned out that he inadvertently saved Zhong Dushan's son.

Murong Feng told Zhong Shen all the intentions of his trip.

"Oh, I see. Benefactor, please rest assured, our family will definitely help your little sister. My mother has always been a bodhisattva, and my mother will respond to the needs of outsiders who have never known anything in their lives, let alone your benefactor. ”

"In this way, there is Brother Lao Xian. ”

In this way, Murong Feng followed Zhong Shen and came to the Zhong family.

"Young Master is back," the servant at the door saw Zhong Shen covered in mud, followed by a person who was also covered in mud, and couldn't help but ask anxiously, "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's okay, hurry up and tell Bin'er, hurry up and give me hot water, I want to wash up with this son." ”

"Benefactor, you will take a bath later, and then change into clean clothes, and come with me to my father and mother. ”

To be honest, Murong Feng couldn't wait to see Mrs. Zhong at the moment, and then took the lotus flower and hurried back home to save the little junior sister, and he didn't want to delay in this Zhong family for a moment. However, now that he is covered in mud and unkempt, how can he see people?

So, as fast as he could, Murong Feng finished washing, changed into clean clothes, and followed Zhong Shen to the Zhong family's living room.

Zhong Dushan also went to Zangwu Mountain to participate in the martial arts conference, not at home, in the living room, only Mrs. Zhong.

Just when Murong Feng was bathing and changing, Zhong Shen told Mrs. Zhong all the stories about how he accidentally fell into the swamp, how Murong Feng rescued him regardless of his own safety, and so on, and also told Mrs. Zhong about Murong Feng's little sister, hoping that her mother could give Snow Lotus to her benefactor.

Murong Feng saw Mrs. Zhong sitting in the center of the living room.

There is no graceful and luxurious jewelry, but Mrs. Zhong still has such an extraordinary temperament, her face is full of smiles, and she looks very amiable.

In fact, since eighteen years ago, after the accident that occurred at the 100th birthday banquet of the youngest daughter of the Zhong family, Mrs. Zhong was seriously ill, lying in bed for half a year, and became silent after the illness.

This heartbroken mother always hopes that her good deeds will accumulate virtue, so that the disappeared daughter can live a better life.

"In Xia Murong Feng, I have seen Mrs. Zhong. ”

"You're welcome, please take a seat. ”

After a pause, Mrs. Zhong continued: "Fang Cai Shen'er has already told us the whole thing, thank you for saving your life. ”

"Whereever, Madame, don't be so polite. ”

"I heard Shen'er say, you originally planned to come to our Zhong family to ask for a lotus flower. ”

"Yes, I originally planned to come to the Zhong family, wanting to ask for some lotus flowers to go back and heal my little junior sister. I happened to meet Ling Gongzi on the road. ”

In this way, we are all destined people. I don't know what kind of poison the hero's little sister is in?"

"I don't know this below, but I remember that since the master picked up the little junior sister, the little junior sister has been poisoned. ”

"What?, did your little junior sister pick it up?" asked Mrs. Zhong anxiously.

Murong Feng was suddenly surprised by this sudden change, and hurriedly replied.

"Yes, it was my ancestor who picked up the little junior sister back. ”

"How old is your little sister this year?"

"Eighteen years old. ”

"Eighteen, eighteen......." Mrs. Zhong kept silently saying in her mouth.

Eighteen years ago, things immediately came to mind.

Could it be that the little junior sister mentioned by this hero is his own daughter back then, and she is the water that she has been thinking about for the past 18 years?

Seeing his mother asking such a question, Zhong Shen couldn't help but ask anxiously:

"Benefactor, dare to ask if your little sister has a cinnabar mole on her chest?"

"Nope. ”

"If you think about it, is there really not?" asked Madame Chung hopefully.

"I grew up with my little sister since I was a child, and I didn't notice that she had a cinnabar mole on her chest. ”

Listening to Murong Feng's words, Mrs. Zhong, who had stood up excitedly just now, suddenly slumped on the chair and suddenly lost her energy. The maid on the side hurriedly helped her down to rest.

"Don't be surprised by the benefactor," Zhong Shen said.

"I also have a younger sister, eighteen years ago, when she was 100 years old, she was taken away by her wet nurse for some unknown reason, and her whereabouts have not been known since. Over the years, this incident has become a pain that my mother will never be able to heal, and whenever she hears that there are girls of the same age around, my mother can't wait to ask, because my sister has a cinnabar mole on her chest, but after all these years, there is still no news. My mother is also thinking about her daughter, and she will do this just now, and please don't be too careful. ”

"You don't have to worry about it. ”

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Shen asked the kitchen to make a table of good meals and dishes, and warmly entertained Murong Feng. I wanted to keep Murong Feng in his parents for a few more days, but Murong Feng repeatedly shirked it, saying that time was pressing, and Zhong Shen would not be able to be strong.

Before leaving, Zhong Shen led Murong Feng to the secret room of his house and opened a box.

I saw a few lotus petals in the box.

Although Murong Feng had always heard of the extremely precious lotus flower on this Lingyun Mountain, this was the first time he had seen a lotus flower. This lotus flower is so snow-white, white without any impurities, white makes people seem to forget all the disputes and troubles in this world.

Zhong Shen took out three pieces from them and handed them to Murong Feng.

Murong Feng knew that this lotus flower was extremely precious, but he didn't expect Zhong Shen to give him three whole pieces so much, so he hurriedly shirked it.

"Benefactor, you can take it. My mother has already explained this, and I must thank you a lot for saving my life. ”

It is better to be respectful than to name it, and Murong Feng accepted these lotus petals.

"Alas, I thought that the benefactor would stay in the cold house for a few more days, and wait until my father came back to thank him heavily, but unfortunately the benefactor had something to do. It's important to save people, and I can't keep my benefactor for a long time, I just hope that my benefactor's little sister can get better soon. If this lotus flower is really effective, then the benefactor can still come to my house again after using up these lotus flowers, and we will still give it generously, don't be polite. ”

"Okay, thank you, brother. If I, Murong Feng, hadn't rushed back, I would definitely stay and thank Master Zhong and Mrs. Zhong in person. The coming day is long, and we will have a date later. The virtuous brother stayed, and Murong said goodbye. ”

Leaving the Zhong family, Murong Feng hurried home in three steps and two steps. First, I was worried that the master would come back and find that he would no longer be suspicious, and secondly, I also hoped that I could quickly give the hard-won precious lotus flower in my hand to the little junior sister, so that she could get better sooner.

At this time, Mrs. Zhong, who was lying on the bed, burst into tears.

Obviously, there was a glimmer of hope just now, but why did God torture himself like this, why didn't that girl have a cinnabar mole on her chest, why couldn't it be her own water?

For so many years, I have never given up hope, but I have always ended in disappointment again and again.

Where are you, my water?