"I can't pretend anymore...I can't pretend anymore..."
Wu Minzhi huddled in the chariot and kept muttering as he was carried to the main hall.
He had been in a state of confusion these past few days, and when he closed his eyes, that night when there was a thunderstorm, Mrs. Wu said in an old voice the scene of her grandma coming back.
Gradually, there were more and more wrinkles on Mrs. Wu's face, and they overlapped with the face that he never wanted to remember again. They were indistinguishable from each other.
Whenever this happened, Wu Minzhi would either beat the people around him crazily, including a few unlucky doctors, or huddle up and tremble.
He knew that this would not work, so he quickly admitted to the imperial doctor that he was not crazy and was just pretending before.
The first reaction of the imperial physician when he heard this was that he was filled with worry.
The Duke's condition is becoming more and more serious!
Wu Minzhi was dumbfounded.
In later generations, how a mentally ill person can prove that his illness is completely cured is a classic problem.
What's more, Wu Minzhi's mental state has really gotten worse and worse since that night. It can be seen from his pulse. How could the imperial doctor believe him?
If they reported to the Second Sage that Duke Zhou was cured, but then fell ill again in the blink of an eye, their heads would be moved!
So, increase the dose!
One dose of medicine, then another, and drink it down!
Wu Minzhi initially asked his maid to dump it secretly, but one of the maids was accidentally discovered by the imperial doctor.
Every time he was given soup and medicine, eunuchs from the palace were watching and forcing him to drink all the medicine.
It was precisely because of these experiences that when Kumarajiva came to visit, Wu Minzhi quickly agreed.
He wanted to find a breaking point to prove that he was not sick.
Not to mention Tubo monks, he recognized all the Turkic barbarian doctors.
Carrying the chariot all the way into the main hall, Wu Minzhi first saw Li Yuanfang, whom he hated most.
There has never been a moment when he hated someone so much.
It was all him, and his aggressive investigation made him feel unprecedented suffering!
It was he who dared to put all his slaves in prison and catch them all in one go!
Although he originally wanted to clean up those people, he didn't do it in such a way that caused great loss of face.
After this incident, the political group he worked so hard to manage almost fell apart, and he had to start all over again!
"When I recover...when I recover...I will make your life worse than death!"
Wu Minzhi's eyes bulged angrily, he gritted his teeth and glared at Li Yan fiercely.
Li Yan felt the gaze, and when he turned around to look, he was almost startled.
Damn it, is this the young and beautiful Wu Minzhi?
I still remember how handsome Wu Minzhi was at that time when he sneaked into Duke Zhou's mansion and observed everyone from the rafters.
Officials of the Tang Dynasty were always very handsome, but among the people Li Yan had seen so far, no one was as handsome as this guy.
In addition to the prince Li Hong, he is also the first in family history.
If Wu Minzhi had a status bar, it would be almost like this template.
Physical constitution is 7 points, appearance is 15 points, wisdom is 7 points, family background is 19 points, and luck is 3 points.
The highest family background is because he is favored by Mrs. Rongguo.
The lowest fate was because he was favored by Mrs. Rongguo.
In any case, there is nothing to say about Wu Minzhi's good looks.
But now, he has deep-set eyes, a skeletal figure, messy bun, and even a strange smell coming from his body.
"ha……"
Li Yan was so happy that he almost didn't laugh out loud. Fortunately, he had gained experience in officialdom and was able to cover up his feeling of gloating over misfortune.
However, Wu Minzhi's condition became more and more serious, and he became more and more sensitive in this regard. He felt that Li Yan was watching his joke, and he became furious and roared at Kumarajiva: "See a doctor for my father! Hurry! My father needs to get well soon. !!”
"The illness is really serious."
Kumarajiva had been observing the patient when Wu Minzhi appeared.
Buddhists in Tibet often have some unique skills in treating doctors.
If you don't practice the Five Mings diligently, you will not be able to achieve all kinds of wisdom. Therefore, the methods of the Five Mings are divided into Gong Qiao Ming, Medical Prescription Ming, Statement, Cause Ming and Inner Ming in Tubo.
Corresponding to later generations, it can be seen as technology, medicine, linguistics, Buddhism and astronomy.
This is the natural integration of Shang Shung culture’s knowledge of humanities into it, which is really good for this era.
The medical prescription Mingli also incorporates Tianzhu medical techniques, including the theory of earth, water, fire, wind and the four hundred and four diseases, and mainly uses acupuncture as a treatment method.
Therefore, Kumarajiva was not unprepared. He took out the needle bag from his monk's robe, slowly unfolded it, and displayed the needles in front of everyone.
Li Yan was shocked: "This monk knows traditional medical skills?"
Wu Minzhi was frightened: "You, a Tibetan monk, dare to use acupuncture? Even the imperial doctors dare not use needles on me!"
Kumarajiva explained: "This is not acupuncture, it is acupuncture."
Wu Minzhi gave up even more after hearing this: "Don't even think about it! Take it away! Take it away!!"
Seeing him struggling desperately, Kumara could not use force, so he had to roll up the needle bag and put it back into the monk's robe.
"Huh, luckily..."
Li Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The plan based on current wisdom is actually too risky.
Kumarajiva was actually accomplished in medical skills. If the Tibetan monk really cured Wu Minzhi, both he and the prince would be dumbfounded.
Fortunately, he was lucky. After Kumarajiva hit a wall one after another, he came to treat illnesses in order to become famous. His identity as a Tibetan monk also made Wu Minzhi fearful.
Seeing that the patient was so difficult to deal with, Kumarajiva could only use his true special skills: "The poor monk must use the power of Mingwang to cure this prince!"
"Wait a minute!"
Li Yan was overjoyed, but he immediately stepped forward with Eunuch Gao, holding Wu Minzhi on the left and right: "You start!"
Kumara didn't take it seriously. Similar things happened when he was treating nobles in Tubo.
If left unattended, a martial arts practitioner with evil intentions can invade the opponent's body and damage his organs.
Over time, it will be difficult to recover from serious illness, and even if you die, it will be difficult to find out the cause.
Which noble person would not be wary of such a danger?
"My Buddha is compassionate...Om!"
Kumara clasped his hands together and suddenly opened his mouth and uttered the six-character mantra.
To outsiders, it sounds like a strange syllable.
But Wu Minzhi's heart was filled with the sound of Buddha.
His mind went blank and he closed his eyes subconsciously. Apart from this sound, there was nothing else.
Extremely weird, but extremely useful.
Li Yan put his hand on Wu Minzhi's shoulder and felt it very clearly.
As Kumara drank the mantra, a strange wave flowed down Wu Minzhi's eardrum.
His entire spine vibrated slightly in response to the sound of shouting, which was then transmitted to the corresponding energy channels.
The three secrets of Buddhism are body, speech, and mind.
The three great Ming chakras are the crown chakra, the heart chakra, and the eyebrow chakra.
At this time, the Qi pulses echoed and connected directly to the third wheel. Wu Minzhi's complicated thoughts were actually let go.
The emptiness is extremely quiet, and all thoughts are unified.
"sharp!"
Li Yan secretly admired.
What Kumara inherited was undoubtedly the secret transmission of King Ming Jin. The Buddhist mantras he taught had the effect of hypnotic suggestion for future generations.
The most rare thing is that these mantra seals can also be used against enemies and display various magical effects.
Li Yan had personally experienced this method when he was in Liangzhou. If he hadn't been strong in martial arts, he might have suffered a loss.
Kumarajiva traveled thousands of miles to the Tang Dynasty alone, hoping to meet the eminent monks of various temples. He indeed had this qualification.
Seeing that Wu Minzhi's tense brows relaxed and began to develop in a good direction under Kumarajiva's treatment, Li Yan also moved.
His Danyuanjin poured into Wu Minzhi's body, ostensibly to prevent Kumara from plotting something secretly, and Eunuch Gao also did the same.
In fact, he began to use the three different energies poured into Wu Minzhi's body to integrate them into one according to the practice method of Bai Sheng Jin.
Tubo Buddhism, King Jin of Ming Dynasty.
Zhongyuan Taoist Gate, Dan Yuan Jin.
Central Plains Buddhism is immeasurably powerful.
The strengths of the three families were forcibly merged into one.
Li Yan did it very covertly, and the interception force was very small, so the effect was not so obvious for a while.
It only interrupted Wu Minzhi's recovery.
Just as Wu Minzhi felt comfortable for a moment, his ethereal state was interrupted, and all kinds of distracting thoughts came to him again.
Especially the wrinkled old face that was hanging around that night made him tremble all over. He opened his eyes and glared at Kumara: "You are such a monk, why do you only have this little ability and that kind of voice just now? Make more of it!"
Kumara frowned slightly, but he spoke as he was told, and uttered the mantras one after another: "Om! What! What! Ba! Mi! Hum!"
The result was that Wu Minzhi's brows were sometimes relaxed and sometimes frowned.
I clearly feel that the other person's mantra has an effect, but for some reason, I feel an indescribable discomfort in my body.
That feeling of contradiction seemed to tear him in half, and it was so irritating that it was indescribable.
Not to mention Kumara, Eunuch Gao was also surprised and said to Li Yan: "Li Wuwei, what's going on?"
Li Yan sighed: "It seems that Duke Zhou's illness is more serious than we expected. Should we continue?"
Eunuch Gao thought that he was going to back down again, so he quickly said: "It is effective after all, and we must continue. This is the Queen's order!"
Kumara's face became completely solemn.
When he treated the Tibetan nobles, although the disease could not be cured, the symptoms could be greatly alleviated within a certain period of time.
Even though many ailments are difficult to cure and require medical cooperation and recuperation, Wu Minzhi has never encountered such recurring attacks.
"No wonder the eminent monks in Chang'an are helpless against this person. There is indeed a challenge!"
"Only by curing him can I show my Dalunji's abilities!"
Listening to the whispers between Li Yan and Eunuch Gao, it seemed that the most distinguished people in the Tang Dynasty were paying attention to this illness, and a high-spirited fighting spirit suddenly appeared in Kumarajiva's brows.
His eyes lit up, his feet took strange steps, and his hands made a series of seals, which were endlessly changing.
Outer Lion Seal, Inner Lion Seal, Outer Bound Seal, Inner Bound Seal, Wisdom Fist Seal, Sun Wheel Seal and Aquarius Seal!
Each mudra symbolizes special wishes and karma.
Dalun Temple believes that when the Mingwang Jin that has been cultivated to a great extent in the body is combined with the external mudra, a mysterious and mysterious power of thought will be produced.
It corresponds to the original power, body and mind of all Buddhas.
This secret method was passed down to later generations and became the Tibetan Tantric Sect, Body Secret Mudra.
The ever-changing handprints finally returned to unity. Kumarajiva flew up, his monk's robes fluttering, and he pressed his palm on Wu Minzhi's forehead.