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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three The poor monk came from Tongsheng Mountain Zizai Temple

Tang Jiu Sheng, whose clothes were torn and dying, was placed on the back of a horse. Yang Quansheng used the Qi machine to feed his meridians all the way to prolong Tang Jiu Sheng's life. Even when he was crossing the river and sitting on the ferry, he didn't dare to stop the flow of Qi machine. Tang Jiu Sheng was pierced through the back of the heart with a dagger.

The heart pulse was also severely damaged, but fortunately the internal organs were not injured.

Even though Tang Jiusheng was pierced by a dagger in the back of his heart, he still fought frantically with Wu Shiyun. In the end, the two of them exchanged a palm with all their strength. Although this palm hurt Wu Shiyun, it also shocked him even more.

Tang Jiu Sheng's heart, this palm became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

As an excellent killer, Wu Shiyun naturally wanted to help the buyer take Tang Jiusheng's life after receiving the money. However, the buyer made a special request for an extra price: to capture Tang Jiusheng alive and force him to find out the secret method before killing him. But it was solid.

Wu Shiyun, who had been slapped by Yang Quansheng, was not sure of capturing Tang Jiusheng alive. He did not want to risk his own life just because he wanted to capture Tang Jiusheng alive. His life was precious.

Wu Shiyun, who finally chose to retreat, had a look of helplessness on his face. Wu Shiyun finally understood why Zhu Tianba and Monk Da Ai were injured by Tang Jiusheng. This kid was a lunatic! A man would risk his life just to injure his opponent.

A madman. Wu Shiyun sighed, it would be a pity for such a person not to be a killer!

In fact, Tang Jiusheng didn't want to be such a madman, but reality forced him to do nothing. If he didn't go crazy and kill Wu Shiyun, his wife, Yang Quansheng, and Nangong Xuehong who were present, they would all be in danger. Many times in life,

It's this kind of inadequacy that forces you to go all out.

After being out of danger, Yang Quansheng and Nangong Xuehong took the young couple back to the county guard's office and placed Tang Jiusheng in the back house, which was the same room where Jin Yunzhang was recovering from his injuries a few days ago.

Tang Jiu Sheng was unconscious. Yang Quansheng gave him healing medicine, but it had no effect. The county governor Jin Dazhong asked famous doctors in the county to treat Tang Jiu Sheng's injuries. Unfortunately, the medicine and stone were ineffective, so he had to rely on Yang Quansheng and Nangong Xuehong to inject qi every day.

Tang Jiu Sheng hung on for his life.

Tang Jiu Sheng, who was in a coma, was getting weaker day by day. Shui Ruyue and Ximen Yushuang stayed with their husband without taking off their belts. They could only feed Tang Jiu Sheng some porridge and cow and goat milk every day, hoping that the gods and Buddhas would bless him and that his husband would miraculously recover. In the blink of an eye,

Thirteen days had passed, and Tang Jiusheng's pulse had become so weak that it almost disappeared.

That morning, Yang Quansheng lost energy to Tang Jiusheng again. He stood by the bed with his brows furrowed. Nangong Xuehong also frowned. Jin Yunzhang and Fatty sighed. Shui Ruyue and Ximen Yushuang held the unconscious Tang Jiusheng and cried with tears.

After washing his face, only the little old man was happy that he didn't suffer any loss. He just said that Tang Jiu Sheng, a lucky boy, had his destiny and would not die.

County Governor Jin Dazhong also came to the ward to visit Tang.

Jiu Sheng, seeing that Tang Jiu Sheng's face was pale and almost the same as a dead person, Sheriff Jin walked around in the ward anxiously. He wanted to open his mouth several times and ask someone to customize a coffin for Tang Jiu Sheng, but he swallowed the words again. At this moment,

At that time, the butler Jin Wangcai had a happy face and hurried in from outside, reporting: "Sir, a monk came outside and said he could save Mr. Tang."

Everyone in the room widened their eyes, like a drowning person who suddenly grasped a life-saving straw. Governor Jin was overjoyed and said repeatedly: "Quick, quick, please come in, please come in quickly!" Hearing that Tang Jiu survived!

After being rescued, Shui Ruyue and Ximen Yushuang also stopped crying.

It was not long before housekeeper Jin Wangcai led a tall, middle-aged monk with dark complexion, wearing vermilion cassocks, monk shoes, and sandalwood beads around his neck. The monk entered the house.

With a smile on his face, he put his hands together and saluted everyone, and said: "The poor monk Puji has met all the donors!"

The fat man was impatient, so he grabbed the monk's hand and pulled him to the bed, mumbling, "Oh, monk, please stop being polite and hurry up and save people! Look at this, my old brother Tang will die soon."

, if you come a little later, he will return to his place! Monk, if you can save him today, I will invite you to Guangyue Tower to find the best girl for a drink of wine tonight!"

Monk Puji sat on the chair beside the bed, clasped his hands and smiled and said: "How good! Don't be anxious, this donor. The poor monk is a monk and abstains from drinking and sex. The donor, please be patient. The poor monk has driven over two thousand people."

We have come all the way here to save Young Master Tang, so just don’t worry, although Young Master Tang is destined to suffer this calamity, he is blessed with great fortune, and even if the poor monk had come three days later, Young Master Tang would not have died!"

As he spoke, Monk Puji took out a small purple porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a red pill the size of a fingernail, put the pill into Tang Jiusheng's mouth, and asked Shui Ruyue to pour half a cup of tea.

After feeding it, everyone stared at Tang Jiusheng, wishing that the medicine would take effect immediately.

After a while, Tang Jiusheng heard a growl in his stomach. After a while, Tang Jiusheng let out an ouch. He opened his eyes and looked around. He saw a whole room of people standing. Everyone was looking at him with concern. Beside the bed

There was also a strange monk sitting on the chair. Everyone was overjoyed and laughed together: "Wake up, wake up!"

Governor Jin's face was full of surprise, and he said repeatedly: "Oh my God, it's really a blessing from the Buddha! Good medicine, good medicine! Seeing this, he came back to life. Master Puji is really a divine monk! But I don't know where the master is.

Practicing at the Pagoda? One day, I and everyone else must go and pay homage!"

Puji smiled and said: "The poor monk came from Tongshengshan Zizai Temple. He was entrusted by a friend of Mr. Tang to deliver the rejuvenation pill to Mr. Tang. Oh, by the way, the poor monk has a senior brother, Fa.

Puxuan

, they are also old acquaintances of all the donors!”

Everyone was relieved. It turned out that this was the junior disciple of the old Zen Master Pu Xuan. No wonder Pu Xuan never mentioned his discipleship. It seemed that he had enemies in the world and did not want to cause trouble to the disciples, so he did not report to the disciples. But even if you yourself

After signing up as a master, how many people in the world are brave enough to go to Tongsheng Mountain Zizai Temple to cause trouble?

The fat man on the side laughed and said: "It turns out that you are the junior brother of old monk Puxuan, Old Tang. Old monk Puxuan has helped you many times. This time even his junior brother has come to help you. Why don't you be happy?

Get up and thank him?"

Only then did Tang Jiusheng realize that the monk was here to save him. Tang Jiusheng struggled to sit up, leaned on the bed and said, "Thank you Master Puji for saving your life!"

Pu Ji smiled and said: "Young Master Tang, you don't have to be polite. The poor monk was entrusted by your friend to deliver the medicine. The resurrection pill was made by the poor monk's master. The poor monk is just running errands for you!"

The resurrecting pill was indeed very effective. Tang Jiu Sheng's complexion gradually improved at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. Tang Jiu Sheng put his hands together and joked: "Then I would like to thank the master for his hard work along the way. If the master had not come, the pill would never be there."

I came here with long legs, so I have to thank you! Shuang'er, quickly pour tea for Master Puji."

Ximen Yushuang agreed, poured a cup of tea, and offered it to Puji with both hands. Puji took the tea and said to Tang Jiusheng: "The poor monk just looked at Mr. Tang's face and saw that he has a great fate with my Buddhist family. In the future, Mr. Tang will meet

Become my Buddhist disciple and practice in Buddhism."

Shui Ruyue and Ximen Yushuang looked at each other with worried expressions on their faces. Ximen Yushuang couldn't help but ask: "Master Puji, does my husband have to become a monk in the future?"

Puji took a sip of tea, put the tea cup back on the table, and said calmly: "The female donor misunderstood. Mr. Tang will practice Buddhism in the future, but he is only a lay disciple and will not become a monk."

, and it will not delay him from getting a wife and having children."

The fat man laughed happily and said jokingly: "You monk, you only speak half of your words! Look, you are making my two sisters-in-law anxious!" Ximen Yushuang couldn't help but give the fat man a white look, and the fat man was secretly watching from the side.

Laugh, just pretend not to see.

Shui Ruyue asked with some confusion: "Master Puji, my husband-in-law was injured suddenly this time, and only the relatives and friends in the house knew about it. How could there be friends from far away asking the master to come and deliver medicine?"

Monk Puji smiled and said: "The female donor does not need to be confused. There are some things that it is not convenient for the poor monk to say now. In the future, there will be a day when the clouds clear and the fog clears, and the truth will come to light. At that time, the donors will naturally understand. In short,
Chapter completed!
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