Zhi De Qi is like a gossamer: "This is the first time."
After hearing this, Chu Tianshu breathed a sigh of relief.
Ren Changfeng put his hand on his chest and said: "It's okay, okay, since it's the first time, you shouldn't die."
After hearing this, all the Shaolin monks looked at Ren Changfeng.
Although their eyes were not fierce, Ren Changfeng still felt an inexplicable pressure.
Ren Changfeng retreated behind Chu Tianshu angrily and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I don't mean any harm."
Chu Tianshu then remembered something and looked at Ren Changfeng in astonishment: "Didn't I ask you to escort Shi Yao and Miss Chen back first?"
The situation was urgent just now and I didn't even react. Why did this guy come back again?
"this……"
Ren Changfeng scratched his hair and said with a smile: "I think I may be needed here more. Miss Qiao also asked me to come back to help you. Those monsters are here, and there should be no danger to them there."
Chu Tianshu shrugged and said nothing more.
Ren Changfeng was not his subordinate, and he came to help out of friendship. What could he say?
Ren Changfeng said: "How about I go after them now?"
Chu Tianshu patted Ren Changfeng's shoulder: "Those undead people were injured and killed, so there should be no danger."
Beside, the dying Zhide began to bleed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, which looked shocking.
Those Shaolin monks have raised their moral integrity and are ready to leave.
Ren Changfeng glanced at Zhide and said worriedly: "Master monk, shall we take you to the hospital first?"
After saying that, the corner of his eye glanced at Chu Tianshu, and Ren Changfeng patted his forehead: "Look at my brain, there is a ready-made miracle doctor here, what hospital should I go to?"
Zhide said with great difficulty: "No, in my case, I can only go back to the abbot. Only our abbot can help me."
"Is your abbot very good at medical skills?"
Ren Changfeng curled his lips, "Can you be more powerful than our Young Master Chu?"
Chu Tianshu rolled his eyes: "Don't praise me. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this world, and there are so many great people who have never been born before."
Hearing this, Ren Changfeng couldn't help but think of the scene where Zhi De turned into a six-armed arhat, and he immediately shut up and remained silent.
I used to feel that I was already one of the most knowledgeable people in the world.
But recently I realized that my previous thoughts were still too shallow.
There are many people and things in this world that I have never heard of.
The six-armed Arhat just now, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, would probably think that it was a scene that only appeared in movies and TV series.
Zhide looked at Chu Tianshu and said breathlessly: "Donor Chu, he is not of my race, so his heart must be different... I still suggest that you hand over the two ghost cultivators to the poor monk to avoid future disasters."
You and your family..."
Chu Tianshu shook his head helplessly: "Master, you should worry about yourself first."
"This is what the poor monk said, so the donor can take care of himself."
Zhi De clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha."
After saying this, he motioned to his disciples to carry him away.
Chu Tianshu was secretly amused. This great monk knew the current affairs and did not take action directly like last time.
He opened his mouth and shouted: "Master, stay."
Zhide looked at Chu Tianshu, his lips moved, and it was already difficult to even speak.
A monk next to him asked: "Almsgiver Chu, do you have any other advice?"
Chu Tianshu said: "I don't think it's appropriate for you to rush on your way now. It's better for me to diagnose Master Zhide's injuries first."
The monk frowned.
Before the monk could speak, Chu Tianshu continued: "Those undead people will definitely be able to react. Master Zhide cannot always maintain the state of a six-armed arhat.
I think the chance of them fighting back is very high. If you just go on the road like this, there is a high probability that the undead will catch up again..."
Chu Tianshu glanced at Zhi De meaningfully: "We don't know how injured the undead Duke is. If he recovers from his injuries and catches up with you, given the master's current situation, you and your disciples can return to the Shaolin Temple alive.
How likely is it?"
Zhide looked solemn and spoke with difficulty: "Are you sure you can help me recover?"
Chu Tianshu said: "I have to check this before I know."
Zhide nodded: "Then... there is a need for help..."
He coughed violently, spitting out a large mouthful of bubbly blood.
The surrounding monks were all shocked.
Chu Tianshu stepped forward and grasped Zhide's pulse gate.
It took several minutes before Chu Tianshu released Zhi De's pulse gate.
All the eyes of the monks were focused on Chu Tianshu.
Chu Tianshu shook his head and sighed.
Seeing this, most of the monks had disappointed looks on their faces.
However, some monks also had a look of pity on their faces, as if to say: Look, I told you you couldn't do it a long time ago!
At this time, Chu Tianshu said: "Although I cannot make the master fully recover, I can make the master look like a normal person and ensure that the master spends tonight safely."
Zhide's eyes lit up and he said hurriedly: "Then there will be a donor."
Chu Tianshu motioned to the monks to place Zhide on the ground, then squatted down next to Zhide and began to acupuncture Zhide.
Ten minutes later, Chu Tianshu withdrew his needles and stood still.
Zhi De's complexion has returned to normal.
He stood up, clasped his hands to Chu Tianshu and said, "Amitabha, thank you so much, donor."
Chu Tianshu waved his hand: "You're welcome, I just temporarily alleviated the master's situation and did not help him solve the problem."
Zhi De said seriously: "It's very rare. Except for our abbot, I have never seen anyone who can do this."
Chu Tianshu smiled: "The abbot of your temple must be a man of amazing talent and beauty."
All the Shaolin monks nodded in agreement.
Zhide looked at Chu Tianshu and asked: "Donor Chu, what do you think we should do next to arrange our itinerary?"
"Follow me back to Hongfeng Mountain."
Chu Tianshu took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "Reply openly."
Zhi De clasped his hands together: "It all depends on the benefactor's arrangement."
At that moment, everyone got on the bus one after another.
When the car started, Ren Changfeng turned around and looked at Chu Tianshu in the back seat: "Young Master Chu, is that great monk's condition really serious?
You can’t even cure it?”
"It is indeed very serious. The vitality is extremely overdrawn. It is not an exaggeration to say that the oil is exhausted."
Chu Tianshu's lips curled up, "However, I don't mean to say that I can't help him recover at all."
Ren Changfeng's eyes flashed: "That's right. We don't need to waste so much energy on him. We can just help him relax so that he can return to Shaolin safely tomorrow."
Chu Tianshu shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to waste my energy, but I have to find an opportunity to follow them to Shaolin."
"Master Chu is going to Shaolin?"
Ren Changfeng asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"