Yang Shuangting shook his head and smiled: "Sister Zhu, let me think of a way."
"Sister, what can I do?" Zhu Miaoying was startled, and then hesitantly said: "In today's world, I'm afraid no one can save my grandmother except Divine Monk Fakong."
When she said this, tears welled up in her eyes again.
She really couldn't bear the pain of losing her grandmother. Without her grandmother, she would be miserable living alone in this world.
But for my grandmother's illness, I had already invited several famous doctors, but the medicines and stones were all ineffective. These famous doctors all recommended Dr. Fakong to my father.
Medicines and medicines can't kill people, but only the Buddhist mantra of the Buddhist monk Fa Kong can save such a terminal illness, not medicines and stones anymore.
The whereabouts of Divine Monk Fa Kong are uncertain, and he may not always be in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple. Even if he is in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, he cannot be invited.
Because of this, my father was very upset, complaining that he was incompetent and could not enter the imperial palace to become an official. If he had already become an imperial official, he could go to the outer courtyard of Kongang Temple to seek help at this time, and my grandmother would definitely be saved.
She also complained vaguely, but things in officialdom were the most unpredictable. It was so difficult to be a Beijing official.
And it's too late now.
My grandmother couldn't survive a month, and my father couldn't become a Beijing official despite all his efforts. What's more, even if he became a Beijing official, my grandmother couldn't bear the pain of the journey, which would only accelerate her illness.
The illness comes like a mountain, and the feeling of being powerless is too hopeless and painful. I am living in torture.
Yang Shuangting said softly: "Although I can't find the divine monk Fakong, I can help my ancestors go to the divine capital."
Zhu Miaoying blinked her eyes in confusion, her eyes dim with tears.
Others also looked at Yang Shuangting curiously.
Yang Shuangting sighed and said: "I have a spiritual elixir in my house. After taking it, it can last for twelve hours. I will take this time to take my ancestors to Shenjing."
"Twelve hours?"
"What elixir is so powerful?"
"This may be possible, but it requires a master of Qinggong, and ordinary masters cannot reach Shenjing in one day."
"I'm afraid it will be difficult. It's difficult, difficult, difficult to rush to Shenjing with one person in one day!"
Everyone was talking about it.
Yang Shuangting looked at Zhu Miaoying.
Zhu Miaoying frowned and thought deeply, wondering if she could find such a light kung fu master to take her grandmother to Shenjing.
I am afraid that none of the master guards in the mansion can reach Shenjing in one day.
Yang Shuangting said: "Twelve hours can guarantee your safety. Although our ancestor is weak, he should be able to survive the remaining day, right?"
"One day..." Zhu Miaoying thought for a while, her grandmother was weak and getting weaker and weaker. Can she survive for a day?
Yang Shuangting said: "Instead of sitting and waiting, why not give it a try, right?"
Zhu Miaoying gritted her teeth, made a decisive decision, nodded and said: "Okay, Sister Yang..."
Yang Shuangting waved his jade hand: "No matter how precious the elixir is, it can't be compared to the life of our ancestors. Needless to say."
"...Okay." Zhu Miaoying stopped saying thanks and could only keep it in her heart. Saving her grandmother's life meant saving her own life and the life of the entire Zhu family.
"If it takes two days... it should be about the same." A handsome young man nodded slowly and said: "Find someone with good Qinggong skills and lead the ancestors to the Shenjing. It is best to calculate the time accurately, so as not to have the holy monk be away by then."
"It doesn't matter." Zhu Miaoying said: "The divine monk is not here, but there is still divine water. As long as you take the divine water, you can delay time until the divine monk comes back."
Although they couldn't rush over, they had already understood the steps to save people clearly. The more they did this, the more painful it was.
It's obvious that he can be saved, and he knows how to save him, but he just can't.
"In this case..." the handsome young man said: "Let my master do it. My master's Qinggong is one of the best."
"Brother Qi, do you still have a master?" A simple and honest young man asked curiously: "Do you also practice martial arts?"
"Don't you practice martial arts?" The handsome young man said with a smile: "Even if we have different identities, we still have to practice martial arts, so as not to be unable to escape if something happens."
Yang Shuangting smiled.
These people all have martial arts skills, but they are all inferior, and they are really not worth mentioning and vulnerable to a blow.
They still think they are good at martial arts, which is ridiculous. They are too lazy to expose it, so let them feel good about themselves.
With their status, they won't be able to enter the martial arts world, and they don't need to have very good martial arts skills. This is also a kind of luck.
"Brother Qi, can your master travel to Shenjing in one day?"
"I'm afraid one day is not enough." Qi Guangjie, a handsome young man, shook his head and said, "I once heard Master say that he can reach Shenjing in one and a half days."
"One and a half days..."
"Otherwise, please invite the leader of the guards in my mansion, Chief Zhou. His Qinggong is also very good. Although he is not as good as Brother Qi's master, he can reach Shenjing in two days."
"We don't need so many people..." Zhu Miaoying said hurriedly.
Seeing that they all wanted to help her, she was moved.
"Although we usually quarrel and quarrel, at this critical moment, we will never hide our secrets. We will help as much as we can." Qi Guangjie said: "Sister Zhu, don't be anxious. Our ancestors are blessed with great fortune and will definitely be able to survive."
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"That's right." Everyone comforted.
"I think so." Qi Guangjie said: "We will send a few Qinggong masters to run a certain distance each. This can avoid exhaustion and increase the speed."
"That's a good idea!" The honest young man nodded hurriedly: "No matter how good the Qinggong master is, he can't stand it even if he runs down in one breath, and the speed will become slower and slower. It's best to run step by step."
Others came up with ideas one after another, planning which section of the road the Qing Kung masters from their own families should run on. The last section of the road was definitely for the masters from the Zhu family.
Yang Shuangting listened to their plan and looked out the window absently.
"Sister Yang?" Zhu Miaoying noticed something strange about her and gently tugged on her sleeve.
Yang Shuangting sighed: "Let the ship dock first."
"Ashore?" Everyone looked at her in confusion.
Yang Shuangting said: "Go over and have a look."
"What are you looking at?"
"Look at where Divine Monk Fa Kong is standing." Yang Shuangting said, "Let's go."
Qi Guangjie asked: "Did Sister Yang find anything?"
Yang Shuangting waved her jade hands.
"Okay, then just listen to Sister Yang." Qi Guangjie said.
No one had any objection.
Yang Shuangting has high prestige among them, not only because her father is the prefect, but also because she acts calmly and convincingly.
The boat docked, and everyone followed Yang Shuangting along the willow embankment to the foot of the willow tree. They stood where Fakong had stood before, looking towards Zhongling Lake.
At this time, the setting sun was getting closer to the Western Mountain, and the sky was red.
Zhongling Lake has been dyed red, as if the red brocade is gently swaying, with red in it, magnificent and illusory.
They were all covered with red clouds.
Yang Shuangting looked at it for a moment, and Zhu Miaoying stood beside her and nodded: "That's where we were."
She pointed to a painted boat on the lake: "That's where it is now."
Yang Shuangting turned around and looked at the old willow branch.
The willow branches hang low and are gently brushed. There are already buds on the branches. Before you know it, spring has arrived.
She suddenly pointed: "What is that?"
Everyone looked over.
At the fork of the willow tree, there is a string of Buddhist beads, which are antique in color and similar in color to the bark of the tree, so they are not conspicuous and can easily be ignored.
"Huh?" The honest young man jumped up and took off the beads. He immediately felt warm and heavy in his hands.
At the same time, the honest young man found that the Buddhist beads were pressed with a plain paper, handed the beads to Yang Shuangting, and opened the plain paper.
He glanced at it twice and handed it to Yang Shuangting, with a curious expression on his face: "Sister Yang, do you recognize Divine Monk Fa Kong? The Divine Monk actually left this string of Buddhist beads for you."
Yang Shuangting said: "There is a fate."
"..." Everyone looked over, extremely curious.
You must know that Divine Monk Fakong is a god-like figure, almost in a different world from ordinary people.
Only the common people in the sacred capital are lucky enough to see the divine monk Fakong often and salute and say hello.
It is very difficult for people outside Shenjing to meet the divine monk Fa Kong, unless they go to Shenjing.
But it is said that it is not that easy to meet the divine monk Fa Kong in Shenjing now.
Monk Fakong became more and more reclusive. He almost always stayed in the temple to practice Buddhism and was often away from the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple.
It is said that he has the magical power of Buddhism and can travel thousands of miles away in an instant. It is unknown where he will practice.
Just think about it and you will know that if you had the magical power of the Divine Monk Fa Kong, you would certainly be able to travel all over the world, going to the Daxue Mountain in the morning, to the Shenjing City in the evening, and to the Daguangming Peak at noon.
How satisfying it is to sit on the Snowy Mountains or the Great Bright Peak to comprehend the Dharma, or to sharpen one's worldly mind amidst the ecstasy of wealth and luxury in the sacred city.
Sister Yang was able to meet Divine Monk Fa Kong. This was a great opportunity. She was immediately curious and asked about it one after another.
"The Buddhist mantras of this divine monk Fa Kong are wonderful, the Dharma is profound, and his wisdom is astonishing. Can you feel the majesty of the divine monk?"
"How old is Divine Monk Fakong? Some say he is in his teens, some say he is in his twenties, and some says he is in his forties. How old is he?"
"Fakong Divine Monk is said to have many great magical powers. Sister Yang, can you ask the Divine Monk to help you figure out your future destiny?"
Yang Shuangting ignored everyone's inquiring questions and handed the beads to Zhu Miaoying: "Sister Zhu, take it back and put it on your ancestor. Watch it to see if it works."
"This..." Zhu Miaoying hesitated: "This is what the holy monk left for you, Sister Yang."
"Since you gave it to me, let me handle it and give it to my ancestor. Maybe I can save my ancestor's life and not send my ancestor to Shenjing again," Yang Shuangting said.
"...Okay." Zhu Miaoying took it, and she suddenly felt hopeful.
It would be great if my grandmother could be cured without going through any trouble and risking her life midway.
Although this string of beads looks ordinary, it won't attract anyone's attention when worn on your wrist.
It depends on who gave it to you.
How could it be that the gift given by Divine Monk Fakong was really ordinary?
She clutched the string of beads tightly, like a drowning person clutching a piece of driftwood.
"Sister Yang, how about I take a look?" Qi Guangjie said curiously: "You must see the Buddhist beads given by Monk Fakong."
Yang Shuangting looked at Zhu Miaoying.
Zhu Miaoying handed it to Qi Guangjie.
Qi Guangjie took it carefully, looked at it carefully, then moved the beads around, finally shook his head in disappointment, and handed it to Zhu Miaoying.
Zhu Miaoying waved her hand and motioned for them all to play with it.
Everyone couldn't restrain their curiosity. After playing with it one after another, they all looked disappointed. This was indeed an ordinary Buddhist bead with no mystery.
Such Buddhist beads, even if they are displayed for sale on the street, may not be sold at a high price. They can be seen everywhere.
Could it be that Divine Monk Fa Kong saw it on the street and bought a bunch at random.
Qi Guangjie took a cautious look at Yang Shuangting.
Yang Shuangting hummed: "If you have anything to say, just say it, don't hesitate!"
"This Buddhist beads looks familiar to me. It looks very much like Yi Xin Zhai's."
"...It's really similar."
"Look at the secret mark underneath it,...it does belong to Yi Xin Zhai!"
Everyone immediately recognized the origin of the beads. They were sandalwood beads from Yixinzhai in the city. They cost twelve taels of silver each.
They looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
The divine monk Fakong bought a string of Buddhist beads from Yixinzhai as a gift to Sister Yang, rather than as a personal belonging to him.
Yixinzhai is a time-honored brand in Changling City. I have never heard that there is a semicolon in Shenjing.
The owner of the house is a great layman in the city. He is good at carpentry and worships Buddha sincerely. He has frequent contacts with eminent monks from several famous temples.
He is profound in Buddhism and has excellent carpentry. The Buddhist utensils he makes are more exquisite, but they are not expensive, so they are considered a kind of charity.
Therefore, Yixinzhai’s Buddhist utensils are very popular.
Each one has Yixinzhai's secret mark on it. If something goes wrong, you can go directly to Yixinzhai to get a new one.
However, Buddhist utensils are difficult to damage, and the more they are used, the higher their value becomes. The older they are, the more precious they are. Those who believe in Buddhism will not buy more.
There are also many believers whose Buddhist tools have been passed down from their ancestors and are more precious than new ones, so there is no need to buy them again.
Buying a string of Buddhist beads as a gift to Yang Shuangting, what does Fakong Divine Monk mean?
... Could it be that you are teasing Yang Shuangting?
They had this question in their hearts, but they didn't say it out loud because they didn't want Yang Shuangting to come down from the stage.
Yang Shuangting glanced at them and had a clear understanding of their thoughts: "Sister Zhu, let our ancestors wear them first. No matter where these beads come from, they were all given by Divine Monk Fakong."
"Okay." Zhu Miaoying nodded vigorously.
The worst thing is to use the method everyone has come up with and use several top Qinggong masters to try to get the grandmother to Shenjing within a day or two.
Yang Shuangting looked tired, yawned, and said lazily: "Let's go away today. Let's meet here tomorrow."
"It's still the same old time." Qi Guangjie said hurriedly.
In the evening of the next day, the setting sun was still shining.
Zhongling Lake is still lively, with boat cruises passing by.
Yang Shuangting and others appeared one after another on the willow embankment by Zhongling Lake, right under the previous willow tree.
They all remembered the willow tree where Divine Monk Fa Kong stood, and paid special attention to it.
In the end, only Zhu Miaoying did not arrive.
Qi Guangjie turned his head to look from time to time, but did not see Zhu Miaoying. The anxiety on his face became more and more intense, and finally he couldn't help but said to Yang Shuangting: "Sister Yang, let me go and find Sister Zhu."
Yang Shuangting glanced at him: "It's not time yet, what's the rush?"
"Mei Zhu is usually the first to arrive, but today..."
"There may be something delayed. There's no rush."
"What will happen? Is it my ancestor..."
Everyone suddenly felt heavy, worried that something might happen to Zhu Miaoying's grandmother.
The reason why people call her ancestor is because she has a higher seniority, and every year people from the Jingbei Palace come to greet her, send gifts, and call her ancestor.
The people from the Jingbei Palace called her this way, and others also followed her. After all, she was the oldest person in the Changling Palace, so calling her an ancestor was not an exaggeration.