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There are bursts of Sanskrit sounds in my ears, and there is always a hint of rosin in my nose.
There was a tightness in the chest and severe pain in the throat. Before he could even open his eyelids, Lin Yutong subconsciously knew that this body was a tuberculosis body. The original body died of the disease! The internal organs were extremely weak, and the most serious one was the lungs... they were suffocated.
My chest hurts. If I don’t wake up, I’m going to die from suffocation!
I used all my strength to open my eyes and finally breathed out!
She could hear the huffing and puffing sound like a broken bellows. Before she could recover, she heard the sound of something falling to the ground. Then she heard this man say, "Amitabha, you are really alive again."
Already?"
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Lin Yutong turned her face and looked over. She could not see clearly due to the dim light and her eyesight could not adapt to the light. The man came closer and put his cold hand on her forehead. "Sure enough, there is some warmth again."
." Lin Yutong saw it. The person in front of him was a nun.
He is a man in his forties or fifties, with a smooth head and kind eyes. He is wearing a gray jacket and has Buddhist beads hanging around his neck and hands. I heard the Sanskrit sound just now. I am afraid it was her who was chanting sutras.
sound.
Lying on her back, breathing hard, she raised her hand slightly. The other person was stunned for a moment, and stretched out his hand to help her up. There was a hard thing propped up behind her, which was really uncomfortable. But compared with being unable to breathe, the discomfort on her body was nothing at all.
A piece of cake.
She just leaned on it, and the other party brought a dark and heavy bowl, scooped out water with a wooden-handled spoon and handed it over, "Use some, maybe it will feel better."
She took a few sips of water, which was warm and somewhat sweet. It was good water. She stretched out her hand, took the spoon herself, and quickly drank a few more sips to dispel the strange taste in her mouth. This taste,
And the pain in my throat, I'm afraid someone force-fed the original body with medicine.
After drinking half a bowl of water, she noticed this hand. It was extremely thin, with long fingers and long nails. She looked along the fingers to a sleeve covering the back of the hand, and then she was completely stunned.
, how is this different from the clothes worn by the nun in front of me? The same clothes material, the same color, could it be...
Lin Yutong raised his hand to rub his temples as if unintentionally, but several other fingers clearly touched his bare head. So he was - a nun?
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Lin Yutong felt like there were ten thousand horses galloping in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. The middle-aged nun said, "Is it a headache?" After saying that, she searched for her hat and put the gray nun's hat on her head. She instantly lost her ability to speak.
interest of.
When he raised his eyes again, he realized that the nun was kneeling next to him.
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Her heart skipped a beat, this was going to end! She could almost still live in the Ming Dynasty, because at least she had enough to eat, and most of the common food was already available. But if history goes on
Going forward, to be honest, life is really not that easy!
My mind was very confused. I was thinking about not having enough food and clothing. I didn’t know where the Fourth Master was living. I was wondering if it would be the Tang Dynasty if I didn’t have a bed? Those who were nuns in the Tang Dynasty couldn’t be that famous woman.
Bar?
But when the older nun went to meditate, she closed her eyes, looked through the memory of the original owner, and then said "Buddha" in her heart - it's not her! Fortunately!
Although I don’t know which year this year is or who the current emperor is, in the memory of the original owner, I am a twelve-year-old girl who has been growing up in Deye Temple since she was a child. So naturally she is not the famous one.
woman!
This girl was born frail and rarely left this room. This courtyard was the corner courtyard of Deye Temple. The person who took care of her all year round was the meditating nun named Jinghui.
Jinghui is in her forties, her exact age is unknown. She was very quiet when she came back, and rarely talked to the girl about outside affairs. The girl only knew who she was, an abandoned baby left at the door of the temple, wrapped in
A tattered quilt. There were not just one or two abandoned babies like this in the temple, but she was in extremely poor health and had no chance to interact with others.
Lin Yutong opened his eyes, and the information he received was very limited. But with this little information, Lin Yutong felt that something was wrong! This girl was a sick girl. With this body, if she hadn't been nourished by good medicine all year round, she would have died long ago. An abandoned baby, sick and sick
Wai Wai has been taking medicine for many years, eating carefully, and taking decoctions in time... How difficult is this? Because Jing Hui has raised this child to develop feelings, so he needs to be treated at all costs?
It is possible! However, Jinghui is a middle-aged nun. Because she has to take care of her original body, she has almost no chance to leave the temple. Where will she get the money to treat this child?
Of course, you can ignore these things for the time being. After all, the most important thing right now is your own body. It is difficult to get out of bed with this body, let alone get out of here and find the fourth master. Therefore, the top priority is your own body.
But the body... Firstly, it needs decoction, and secondly, it needs acupuncture.
Most doctors can't handle decoctions. We can prescribe them ourselves, but there's no reason. This kid has read some scriptures and can read, but he's never learned anything else. There's also acupuncture, how can he do it without needles?
Woolen cloth?
Lin Yutong thought of the thing that could be called 'space' that he carried with him. After thinking about it for a while, he gave up. Let's take a look! Let's take a look first.
Jinghui said nothing again, but the back door was pushed gently. Lin Yutong hurriedly ran into the courtyard. Looking out from inside, he could see a hand belonging to Jinghui thrust in through the crack of the door. She was holding
Put the key into the big lock hanging inside, unscrew the lock, and then gently remove the iron lock bit by bit...
Zhongnan Mountain... Doctor Sun, a person flashed in Lin Yutong's mind - Sun Simiao.
"It was a young man named Qin who came to visit the mountains. He saw me picking herbs in the mountains. He asked me a few more questions. I told me about my condition, and he wrote a prescription. They are all available in the medicine mountain, so there is no harm in trying two doses."
The only flaw is the shoes on the feet. Take them off first and hide them, then just lie down.
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When she first heard about it, she thought of a little golden crown! If the original person has this thing, it means that the original person has some origins. I am afraid it is almost the same if he does not come from a wealthy family. This also explains why they use medicine to hang up such a sick girl.
.
Who is Princess Andingsi? No one knows about the title! But when it comes to Wu Zetian, later generations know that she strangled her own daughter to bring down the queen at the time. And the daughter who was 'strangled' and died early was later posthumously titled.
Princess Andingsi.
This is Deye Temple. It does not appear in historical records very often, but it does have some connections with the Li royal family. Princess Andingsi was first placed in Deye Temple after her death.
Tongtong was afraid that every man who appeared was the fourth master. But no matter how detailed he asked, there was nothing special. If the fourth master heard about the critically ill patient who suddenly woke up, he would have left a message or something else.
Since it doesn't, it shouldn't be the case.
As a result, Jinghui's voice appeared outside the back door, and she could only barely hear it intermittently: "...There is no other way to die of illness. Naturally, you have to do your best to live...that little golden coffin back then..."
Although I swayed a bit when I got up, I finally got used to it and could barely hold on to the wall and turn around in the house. The autumn wind started blowing outside, and the rain pattered at night. The clothes I wore were barely enough to wear inside the house, but it was so uncomfortable to go out like this.
Looking for death.
Lin Yutong looked at the weeds at the threshold, and there were no traces of anyone crawling over them. She was not in a hurry to return to the yard, and just listened and watched at the door to see how this person used the back door.
I knew it was Sun Simiao, but I still couldn't tell the year, because records show that Sun Simiao lived 162 years old. How can I tell? However, the other party also said that he recommended his apprentice to the imperial court and was admitted to the Taiyuan Hospital, so this should be Emperor Gaozong Li of the Tang Dynasty.
It's a matter of the rule of law.
She didn't bother to guess anymore, and just kept it like this. Three bowls of medicine a day, and one bowl of batter for three meals. When she had time, she would massage it. The acupuncture points on her body were already red with bruises, and then she felt nothing was wrong.
I was out of breath and could barely stand up.
The fatigue of her body made her fall asleep half-reclined. When she woke up again, it was still bright. The room was still dim, and there was a vague smell of medicine coming from the tip of her nose. She looked carefully and was a little surprised.
, today’s medicine seems to be somewhat symptomatic.
When Jinghui brought the medicine, she asked, "Master... who prescribed the medicine?"
After Jinghui left the yard, Lin Yutong massaged himself. It didn't matter if his hands were weak, wasn't there a wooden fish? He used a small mallet to hit the wooden fish and pressed it against the acupuncture points that needed to be massaged. The pain made the person break out in cold sweat, but in the end
After three rounds, my breathing gradually subsided.
All she was thinking about at the moment was that she had to find a way to defect to Sun Simiao! If the fourth master knew the age, he would naturally know about Sun Simiao. With his professional habits, no one would defect to him, he would only go to Sun Simiao. This is to find the fourth master.
My shortcut.
After thinking about it this way, I finally felt a little bit more at ease.
She drank the medicine and lay down. Although the medicine was symptomatic, it took effect very slowly.
The two mentioned Zhongnan Mountain!
After taking the medicine for another ten days, the weather suddenly cleared up and there was no wind blowing the window screens. It was a windless day. Lin Yutong finally had the courage to step out of the house. The very small courtyard seemed to have been rebuilt later.
After walking down the steps and walking out of the moss-covered yard, she discovered that this was actually near the back door of the temple. The back door was locked with a big iron lock, and it really couldn't be opened without tools. But
I don't know who removed the threshold under the door. There is a foot-high gap. Although I am thin, I can actually get out.
"Silence!" This was a man's voice, "Don't mention this matter again. No one dares to say that he is not sincere, but you have to tolerate me for a while. This autumn rain has never stopped, and the sky will clear up.
If you want to find a doctor, you have to wait for the road to open before you can go. There is an old doctor named Sun who lives in Zhongnan Mountain. He has resigned from the imperial court and only recommended his apprentices to serve the imperial court. He is still working in the Taiyuan Hospital.
...If I had gone to Dr. Sun to ask for help, I might have been able to prescribe some clever medicine!"
When she turned around and planned to sit on the steps to take a rest, she suddenly froze. She remembered the conversation between Jinghui and the man just now, and she mentioned something - the little golden guan from back then.
On the first day, she didn't go out. Seeing that there were few people here, she wanted to walk around and see what she could find. Just as she was about to leave, she heard footsteps outside the back door.
That’s all!
If so, that means that Tang Gaozong is probably in power now. If so, where is Wu Zetian now? The temple where Wu Zetian became a monk is Ganye Temple, and the temple where she is now is Deye Temple. Amitabha, it doesn't matter
That’s fine! Even if she is great and awesome, we should just avoid her because we can’t afford to offend her.
Jinghui found nothing when she came back. Seeing that Lin Yutong was in good spirits, she took the food box and went out again to get food.
Lin Yutong didn't look again and returned to the house along the same route. The footprints on the moss in the yard were messy, and it was hard to tell who belonged to whom.
Lin Yutong got up and simply walked around the yard. It wouldn't surprise him if there was moss on his shoes. As he moved step by step, he was thinking in his heart, who is Dr. Sun in these two people's minds?
But the little golden crown must be a little golden crown? Couldn’t it be a little golden coffin?
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