Tang Junlong stood in front of Long Chuxia's bed, feeling extremely guilty. When he entered the palace to meet the saint this morning, he thought he would definitely die. However, he never expected that Long Chuxia had already had clues about the case, and he accidentally injured her.
, seeing her lying on the bed with a pale face, he really wanted to slap himself twice.
"Long'er, who is she?" Mr. Tang couldn't help but ask when he saw his son's anxious expression.
Tang Junlong didn't know how to explain Long Chuxia's identity. In fact, he didn't know much about Long Chuxia's identity. At this moment, he didn't know how to tell his father. He only said: "She is a very important friend of the child."
"Then how did she get injured?" Mr. Tang and Mrs. Tang looked at each other. Seeing that their son looked troubled, they changed the subject.
"The child accidentally hurt her!" Tang Junlong picked up a handkerchief to wipe Long Chuxia's sweat, "Her fever hasn't gone away yet, Uncle Chao, hurry up and see if the medicine is ready?" He shouted at the door.
The housekeeper had never seen the young master in such a hurry, and in desperation he quickly hurried away.
After a while, I saw the housekeeper leading the girl over with a bowl of black concoction, and white smoke was coming out. The house was suddenly filled with a bitter smell of medicine. As the housekeeper walked, he said: "Fortunately it didn't rain.
, otherwise it would be difficult to carry the medicine all the way here!" The housekeeper placed the lantern at the door, shook his clothes and said
Only then did Tang Junlong notice that the lights were on in the house, and he asked in surprise: "Why is it dark?"
"Now the Youshi period is about to end, and it gets dark early after autumn begins," the housekeeper said.
Tang Junlong remembered that Long Chuxia had said before she fell into coma that she would wake her up at noon. He didn't know what important things she had to do, but considering that she was so seriously injured, she had to put everything aside.
He helped Long Chuxia up, then ordered the girl to come closer with the medicine, picked up the porcelain spoon, and put it into Long Chuxia's mouth. Master Tang and Mrs. Tang wanted to stop him, but he quickly delivered the medicine to Long Chuxia's mouth.
After hearing this, both of them shook their heads. This son was always being served by others. How had he ever served others? How could he know how to serve others?
Long Chuxia only felt that there was fire burning all over her body, and then there was a pain in the corners of her mouth. She opened her eyes and tasted the bitter taste on her lips. She couldn't help but cursed fiercely in her heart: The Japanese ancestors were eighteen generations old and didn't know how to blow the medicine.
Is it cold? But because of this pain, she woke up with a start. When she saw the scene outside the window, she felt that her eyes were darkened. It was not that Mr. Bao was coming, but that she was so angry that she grabbed Tang Jun with one hand.
The dragon's clothes asked hoarsely: "What time is it now?"
Tang Junlong was startled by her and stammered: "It's almost time... Xu Shi!"
Long Chuxia was so shocked that she jumped up, ignoring the sharp pain in her arm. The girl's medicine tip was unstable and all the medicine was poured on her stomach. She screamed in pain and shook her clothes with her uninjured hand.
, the girl was so frightened that she didn’t dare to move, and stared at her with her mouth open.
"What are you doing? Lie down quickly, you are still injured?" Tang Junlong, an idiot, was so anxious that he forgot that her arm was injured, and pulled his iron palm towards her wound. Long Chuxia gasped, his face twisted, where is it?
What kind of gentleness and elegance? "My day, I will chop you two hundred and fifty to death, castrate your lunatic, you short-lived ghost who will be stabbed a thousand times..."
Master Tang and Mrs. Tang's faces turned pale on the spot. Mrs. Tang muttered: "Girl, our family only has such incense, please be merciful, girl!" The man was stabbed by his own son, and now he is still opening his wounds. Who wouldn't?
Are you angry? You might even report it to the police. Although your son is a master hunter, he still has to abide by the law.
Only then did Long Chuxia notice that there was someone in the house, and she was reminded that even the revenge for killing her father had to be put aside. She hurriedly said: "Madam, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, so I won't say anything anymore.
I'm in a hurry!" After saying that, he struggled and ran into the house.
Tang Junlong hurriedly chased her out and grabbed her, angrily saying, "You're not allowed to go, do you want to die? You're still running a high fever, and you'll be dead as soon as the wound bursts open!"
Long Chuxia's vision went dark. She had lost too much blood, but she still wanted to vomit blood at this moment. If Hun Dan didn't let her go, she would definitely vomit blood. She didn't have the energy to yell with him, so she used Chrysostomy, "
Send me to Zhenguo Temple immediately!" Due to the loss of blood, her whole body was weak. If she used the transfer technique, she might not be able to cope with the wolf demon Pangu for a while. The spirit of Pangu exists in the form of blood in the body of the Long family woman, so the loss of blood is very harmful to the dragon.
As far as the family is concerned, it is the most harmful
Let’s talk about Princess Qingping and Sun Xiaofeng Linxing also arriving at Zhenguo Temple
When they went to Zhenguo Temple, it happened to be Xu time. She expected that all the monks in the temple would have dinner at this time, so they would have time to prepare a table of vegetarian meals for her, so she took advantage of the opportunity to drive the carriage over.
However, when she arrived at Zhenguo Temple, she found that the temple door was closed, and there was no young monk cleaning the incense outside the door. She was surprised, "This Zhenguo Temple used to not close until Hai hour, why is it so strange tonight?"
Linxing pointed to the dark figure in the woods outside the high wall and said, "Look, there is someone!"
Princess Qingping looked over and saw several figures moving around. She turned around and said to the guard: "Go and see who it is!"
"Yes!" the guard responded and left.
Princess Qingping and others watched the guards walking over. After a while, the guards came back and said: "Princess, they asked us to leave immediately!"
Princess Qingping sneered, "Who is so loud? Even I dare to drive you away!" Her voice was deliberately raised, just to let the black shadow in the woods hear her name.
Several black figures seemed to have glanced in her direction, but no one came out to see him, and she felt even more angry. She said coldly to the guard: "Knock on the door, I want to see the abbot master!
"
The guard hesitated for a moment and said: "They said that Zhenguo Temple will not receive anyone tonight!"
"Them? Who are they? They disappeared immediately after saying they couldn't see you?" Qingping said sternly, "Immediately came to knock on the door and said that Princess Qingping is here and wants to see the abbot master!"
The guard had no choice but to run up the stone steps and walk to the dark gate of Zhenguo Temple. He pressed the copper ring hard for a while. The door made a heavy clicking sound, which was the sound of the wooden bolt loosening. Then, the door opened.
Through a crack, a young monk stretched out his head to take a look and said: "Donor, the monks in this temple have important matters tonight and will not receive any pilgrims or believers. Please come back another day!"
The guard looked in through the crack in the door. With the faint light, he did not find anything unusual inside, and said: "Little master, we are just here to add incense and oil. We will leave after adding it!"
"I'm sorry, donor, please come back!" After the little monk finished speaking, he wanted to close the door.
"Wait a minute!" A cold and arrogant voice sounded. Princess Qingping had already jumped up using Qinggong. She stared with almond eyes and said: "I want to see the abbot master, so hurry up and pass the news!"
The young monk recognized Princess Qingping, his face turned pale, he clasped his hands together and said, "See you, Princess!"
"You know my identity, why don't you get out of here and let us in?" Qingping snorted and pushed the door open.
The young monk did not dare to offend her, so he had to say: "Everyone, please come in. It's just that the abbot has something important to do tonight, so he won't be able to come to see the princess without time. If the princess needs anything, just ask the monk!"
Qingping turned her hand behind her back and said calmly: "Go and prepare a fast meal right away. I and my friends are going to eat in the temple!"
The young monk was stunned and hesitated. Qingping immediately said: "What's wrong? Are you afraid that I won't give you money? Don't you also cook vegetarian meals for devotees on weekdays? This is not the first time that I come here to eat!" Zhenguo Temple
Luo Han Zhai will be cooked on the first and fifteenth day of each month and sold to the devotees. All the money raised will be donated to Fu Shou Tang. Fu Shou Tang is a private charity organization that specializes in helping poor people.
The young monk could only say: "I don't dare, I don't dare, I will do it immediately!"
Princess Qingping led a group of people into Zhenguo Temple