"Thank you..." The man raised his head. When Fang Zheng saw it, he was stunned! This turned out to be a man who looked about fifty years old! The man's hair is a bit gray and his face is full of toughness, but he is a bit old after all. Although Xianyu would sweep the snow on the mountains every day, the snow in the Northeast could never be swept clean.
It was swept clean one second, and when the wind blew the next second, the snow in the distance would fly over and cover the ground. Therefore, snow clearing is not to sweep away the snow, but to reduce the snow as much as possible to make walking easier.
Ordinary people will be out of breath when going up the mountain. If it snows, it will be even more difficult. You must take a break before continuing. How difficult would it be to climb Yizhi Mountain if you can't use your legs and rely solely on your hands, plus the snow along the way is an obstacle? Fang Zheng has never tried it, but he knows with his own feet that this is definitely not a simple matter! Without good physical strength and perseverance, it is absolutely impossible to complete.
Fang Zheng couldn't imagine what happened that made the man climb up so persistently. Fang Zheng subconsciously opened his eyes and took a look at the man. The man had a lot of golden light but not much karma. So Fang Zheng made a decision, but no matter what it was, if you could, help him.
Fang Zheng helped the man up, and then he realized that Fang Zheng's legs were as motionless as two pieces of wood.
The man smiled bitterly and said: "A bit stupid..."
Fang Zheng patted the man's leg. It was stiff. It was not wooden, it was obviously frozen!
Fang Zheng asked: "Are you still conscious?"
The man shook his head.
Without saying a word, Fang Zheng carried the man on his back and quickly walked to Yizhi Temple.
After entering the temple, when they heard the noise, the red boy, the monkey, the lone wolf, and the squirrel all came over. As for Xianyu, who was half leaning out of the Tianlong Pond from behind and lying on the Naihe Bridge to peek, Fang Zheng was too lazy to pay attention to him.
"Go to Pure Heart and prepare a brazier. This donor needs to be warmed up." Fang Zheng said.
Red Boy took one look at the man and ran away immediately.
A fire basin is a commonly used mobile heating device in the Northeast. It is actually a large basin made of mud. Every family in the Northeast has a fire pit. When burning the fire pit, they usually stuff it with some corn husks [the inedible part of the corn], branches, or wood. These things are very resistant to burning. Even if they are burned through, the heat can still be retained for a long time. This effect is similar to that of charcoal. Northeastern people use these to burn kangs and cook, and then take out the rest and put them in the brazier to become a heating device.
Not long after Ichijiji finished his meal, there was still some charcoal in the stove pit, so Honghaier took out a basin and placed it on the open space in the kitchen.
After a while, Fang Zheng came in, put the man on a chair, covered him with the quilt that the monkey brought, and then put his legs on the edge of the brazier. Fang Zheng sat next to the man and gently gave him a hand. The other party massages his legs, and at the same time, he quietly circulates the spiritual energy in his body and injects it into the man's legs, quickly activating his blood, warming his meridians, and restoring cell activity.
In the Northeast, frostbite was very common in the early years. The skin will be red and painful if it is slightly frozen. The skin of the focus is chapped, bleeding, and suppurating. What's worse, it may even lead to functional impairment. The man in front of him had severely frozen legs. If Fang Zheng hadn't been successful in cultivation and had Qi in his body, it would have been really difficult for someone else to do it.
The man was obviously very tired, so he sat down. The brazier warmed his body. A wave of fatigue hit his heart. He tilted his head and fell asleep directly.
The man slept for two hours. When he woke up, he saw a little squirrel squatting in front of him. The little squirrel was staring at him with wide eyes. Seeing him wake up, the little squirrel immediately jumped to the ground and ran away...
The man didn't pay attention, but the next moment, a Buddha call sounded at the door: "Amitabha, the donor is awake? Is your leg feeling better?"
The man looked back and saw a monk in white standing at the door, with his hands clasped together, his face as gentle as jade, and his smile with indescribable affinity.
Only then did the man remember the scene where Fang Zheng carried him into the temple and bent down to rub his legs for a massage. The man immediately sat there and bent over, as if bowing, and said at the same time: "Thank you, Master, for helping me earlier, thank you."
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "Rescuing people is a matter of course, and the donor does not need to be polite. But the donor, why did you come to the mountain in such a cold weather? Moreover, the donor's legs seem to have been unable to move for a long time, right? Yours Where are your relatives?"
This is what Fang Zheng was puzzled about. When he was massaging the man's legs, Fang Zheng discovered that the man's legs had long been paralyzed and he could not move. Such a person, who should be taken care of by his relatives, why did he suddenly run into the mountains? If he hadn't been perseverant enough, he would have been able to climb the mountain. Otherwise, just relying on Fang Zheng or other pilgrims to discover it would probably kill someone. This is no child's play!
When the man heard this question, there was no trace of frustration on his face. Instead, he looked a little more gentle. He looked at the red charcoal fire in the brazier and said, "My name is Chen Danian. I was named Chen Danian because I was born on New Year's Eve. I am forty-eight years old this year." , I am not a lonely old man with no one to support and take care of me. I have a wife and a daughter, who are very beautiful, cute and well-behaved."
Speaking of this, tears filled the man's eyes unconsciously.
These words were nothing at first, but Fang Zheng was very confused when he heard them. What do you mean they are very beautiful, cute and well-behaved? Chen Danian’s wife must be in her forties. How could she use the words cute and well-behaved when praising a woman of this age
They say that once you are in love, you will always be eighteen, and it seems to be true. Fang Zheng muttered in his heart.
At this time, the lone wolf, the squirrel, the monkey, and the red boy also came in and warmed themselves around the brazier. They all looked careless, but in fact they all had their ears pricked up. Apparently because life in the mountains is boring, I came here to listen to the stories and join in the fun. Fang Zheng even saw a fish head sticking out from behind the door, but this guy didn't seem to be satisfied with his position and was secretly moving into the house.
Fang Zheng glared at Xianyu, who waved an iron hook in his hand to Fang Zheng, then bit it with his mouth, jumped, and hung it on the window frame, motionless. When this guy hangs up like this, he is really no different from a salted fish... But there is a salted fish hanging in the temple kitchen. No matter how you look at it, the style of painting is wrong!
Chen Danian continued to tell his story, and Fang Zheng had no time to talk to Xianyu anymore. He just gave him a look and told him to be honest and not make trouble.
However, while Chen Danian was talking, Chen Danian stopped talking and entered a kind of trance. His eyes were full of endless tenderness and his voice was extremely soft, but his tears could not stop flowing out.
Fang Zheng knew that Chen Danian was trapped in his own emotional world, and the things that irritated him must have something to do with his daughter. So Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." The next moment, he cast a dream of yellow beams and took all the disciples directly into Chen Danian's memories.
(End of chapter)