Ling Zhaoyan didn't bother to talk nonsense with the old monk, and took out a prescription prepared in advance from his arms: "Take the medicine according to the prescription."
The old monk took a look and said, "Ms. Ling, there are few small medicines in the temple, and there are a lot of medicines in the prescriptions. We don't have them here. And forgive me, even if I find all these medicines in the prescriptions, it will be difficult to cure them. The injury of Mr. Six."
Ling Zhaoyan's face became extremely ugly.
The old monk sighed: "Miss Ling, Lao Na has something that I don't know if it is inappropriate to say it."
Ling Zhaoyan said indifferently: "Master, please speak."
"There are two ways to heal Mr. Six. One is for the master to take action, and the other is to ask the temple for help." The old monk said, "Although Lao Na believes in the Buddha, he must also admit that Mr. Six’s injury is governed by the Buddha. No, only Goddess can heal."
Ling Zhaoyan said: "Whether it's going back to Datang or Jialan, the journey is too far."
The old monk said: "It is true that a temple team just passed by here yesterday. If Miss Ling catches up now, she may still have a chance to catch up."
Ling Zhaoyan said: "What flag is hanging?"
The old monk recalled: "The Hall of Birth and Death."
"she was?"
Ling Zhaoyan nodded: "Okay, but I still have to trouble the master, try to find these medicinal materials first."
The old monk should.
After resting for two hours in the temple, Ling Zhaoyan took Zhou Fei on the road again.
She is going to chase the temple team.
After the carriage left, the old monk led a group of young monks to watch him at the door.
"Master, just let them go like this?" a little monk asked curiously.
The old monk touched his head: "Oh? Do you have a different opinion?"
The little monk said timidly: "I felt a hint of darkness from that Mr. Six."
Other monks nodded one after another.
The old monk said, "Is it dark? Hey, these things are not something we can take care of. Just do our daily homework, eat our daily fast, and sleep well every day. Just let the big people take care of themselves. Deal with it, let's just stay alive."
These words sounded very demoralized, but these little monks have long been used to it, because since they entered this temple, the old monks have been instilling such ideas, so they don’t feel that there is anything wrong, but instead feel that It makes sense.
Live well and eat well
Fan, this is the essence of life.
Ling Zhaoyan drove a horse-drawn carriage fast on the official road.
It is impossible for the temple team to take a small road, the official road is their only choice.
The old monk did not lie to her. After running wild for a day, she finally saw the temple team.
A flag was fluttering in the wind, with a big word Chu written on it.
Seeing this banner, Ling Zhaoyan's mood was a little complicated.
But she drove the carriage forward.
"stop!"
The cavalry at the back of the team immediately jumped out to stop him, "Who is so bold, daring to rush into the temple! Go one step further, and kill him."
Ling Zhaoyan said: "Ling Zhaoyan next, I beg Miss Chu to show up."
"Sword crazy!"
The two cavalry were shocked. They served in the temple all year round and had very little time away from the mountain. Therefore, the name of Jianchi who had only heard of Jianchi had never seen Jianchi himself. Now that Ling Zhaoyan reported his family, he was naturally extremely shocked.
And the words that Ling Zhaoyan said just now were released in response to internal forces. She can guarantee that if Chu Weihui is in the team, she will definitely hear her voice.
Sure enough, Chu Weihui heard it.
Steps came to a halt.
Chu Weiyu's voice came: "Miss Ling, why are you looking for me?"
Ling Zhaoyan said: "Zhou Fei is dying."
silence.
After a while, Chu Weiyu came to the carriage: "Why did it happen like this?"
Ling Zhaoyan said: "Yong Yan."
Chu Weili raised his left hand and fisted falsely: "Set up camp on the spot."
So the cavalry and servants of the temple began to get busy, and soon set up camp on the grass next to the official road, and at the same time carried Zhou Fei into her private tent.
When Chu Weihui was treating Zhou Fei, Ling Zhaoyan explained the process of the previous battle in the most concise and clear way.
"That Yong Yan seems to have fallen into the devil's way." Chu Wei muttered, "The light and darkness are reversed so fast."
Ling Zhaoyan didn't care what Yong Yan was doing, she just wanted to know if Zhou Fei was saved.
"Don't worry, Miss Ling, Zhou Fei won't die." Chu Weili said, "Have you never heard the saying about the scourge of the millennium?"
Ling Zhaoyan finally smiled.
"He really is a scourge."
…
Zhou Fei opened his eyes.
Saw a slightly haggard face.
The owner of the face is
In a deep sleep, with one hand resting on his cheek, his brows are still lightly locked, his expression is even a bit painful.
Zhou Fei didn't want to disturb her, but when her body moved subconsciously, the other party woke up.
"Are you awake?" Ling Zhaoyan said happily, "Miss Chu is really amazing, she said you will wake up today."
Zhou Fei said, "How many days have I fainted?"
"Today is the fourth day." Ling Zhaoyan said, "You can do well this time, thank you girl Chu, if you don't have her, I won't be able to save you."
Zhou Fei said: "I am humble. Although I am in a coma, occasionally I will be awake for a while. You take me to the temple to ask for medicine. I have an impression in my mind."
"It's all in vain, it's not worth keeping in mind." Ling Zhaoyan said: "You can rest, I'll go to Miss Chu, and let her look at you to make sure nothing goes wrong."
Zhou Fei nodded: "Thank you very much."
Soon Chu Weiyu came over.
Ling Zhaoyan said: "You two talk, I'll go out and go around."
Chu Weihui looked at Ling Zhaoyan's back and suddenly said, "What a smart woman, Zhou Fei, you are lucky. It really surprised me that a waste material like you could be attracted by a sword idiot."
Zhou Fei said: "It's just personality charm, you know a basket."
"Heh." Chu Weihui chuckled softly, "I dare to challenge this seat when I have a little strength? Your life is still in my hands."
"This seat?" Zhou Fei said, "Wow, this name is very domineering. Especially when it comes out of your mouth, it is not only domineering, but also leaking."
Chu Weili's eyebrows were erect, and he said angrily: "Zhou Fei, you really don't know good or bad..."
"Thank you." Zhou Fei said with a soft tone, smiling: "Thank you for saving my life."
Chu Weilu felt a sulky suffocation in her throat, almost suffocating herself to death.
"Why are you still so shameless." Chu Weihui said angrily: "Really think I dare not kill you? Don't forget, I once swore that when I see you again, it's time to kill you."
Zhou Fei said, "We are both so familiar, so we don’t have to worry about our grievances in the past. Besides, you have been with me for so long, and I didn’t care if you asked for a penny rent. Just for this friendship, you I'm not willing to kill me either."
Chu Weihui said seriously: "Zhou Fei, you are really a shameless person."
Zhou Fei smiled: "Yong Yan said the same."
(End of this chapter)