The king was overjoyed and said, "How can an immortal lie?" He ordered: "In this case, please invite Tang Sanzang and Mr. Qin to the Pixiang Hall to see him. As for Tang Sanzang's disciple, let him be sent away first."
, I cannot bear to see the face of a stranger, "
Pixiang Hall,
Tang Sanzang was standing in the main hall in disheveled clothes at this time, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, and his heart was full of mmp. Damn, he was so good at flying in Chenxiang Garden. Who knew that there was a group of sturdy Biao?
The tall man suddenly rushed in and said that he wanted him to diagnose and treat the king's illness. Then, without waiting for his reaction, he forcibly tied him into the palace.
Is there any royal dharma in this? Are the reception officials blind or deaf? Didn't they all say that the poor monks don't know how to heal?
The most important thing is that he was not even given time to change into decent clothes. Wouldn't this be an insult to his image as a monk? If those guards were not so polite to him, they would definitely show the king some shame.
"Are you the holy monk from the Tang Dynasty?"
King Zhuzi originally came with high expectations, but now he was completely confused by Tang Sanzang's strange appearance. With his disheveled appearance, the smell of rouge and gouache, and the lipstick marks all over his face, it was no wonder that he asked the reception official.
When he came, the guy was hesitant. It turned out that the Tang Dynasty monk went to a brothel last night.
"Amitabha, the poor monk is Tang Sanzang,"
"Can you really cure this king's disease?"
King Zhuzi said with a doubtful look on his face. He had already been frightened and fainted once just now, so his voice was extremely weak now, as if he was about to pass away.
Tang Sanzang replied truthfully: "Your Majesty, this poor monk does not know how to heal."
Seeing the king's unlucky appearance, the resentment in his heart also dissipated a little. I have to say that this man is really weak. He has half his foot in the coffin. No wonder he is so easily deceived by the Taibai Jinxing.
Seeing what Tang Sanzang said, King Zhuzi was not too surprised. He just didn't like Tang Sanzang's appearance as a good-looking man. He felt that this guy was just a farm guy and didn't have much ability at all.
It's just that the white-clothed prince next to him is really extraordinary. Since King Zhuzi fell ill in the market, he has recruited wise men from all over the world to treat his illness. He has seen many strange people and strange things, but like this.
This is the first time I have seen a person like Qin Ran, who is so magnanimous and ordinary.
Tang Sanzang changed his voice and praised Qin Ran, "But the young master Qin next to the poor monk is proficient in medical skills and can do anything. He can definitely cure some serious illnesses."
Apart from anything else, if Kieran can really cure the king, then he will definitely be treated as a VIP. Shouldn't he be able to do whatever he wants?
The king nodded with satisfaction, ignoring Tang Sanzang's smell of rouge and gouache, and said: "Young Master is really a divine figure in the Tang Dynasty. If you can cure this serious illness for me, I will definitely thank you very much, but I don't know how to cure it? Do you want to use it first?"
Check your pulse?"
Qin Ran shook his head, "No need, I already knew what kind of illness His Majesty was suffering from when he just jumped into the palace gate, and I also knew where the illness came from."
"How can this be?"
King Zhuzi looked in disbelief, and couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of what Qin Ran said. Among the various strange people he had invited before, he had also encountered deceptions, but he had never seen such an outrageous one.
At least these swindlers will pretend to look around and ask questions. How can they dare to say that they can cure him just by taking a look at the young man in white?
The maids and eunuchs standing by were also surprised. Only Tang Sanzang didn't take it seriously. He had seen a lot of Qin Ran's magical powers. This was just a small scene.
Qin Ran said calmly, "Your Majesty's symptoms are heartache due to weakness, internal knots and amenorrhea, and persistent fatigue and coldness. All of these are caused by inner panic and worry."
He was very clear about the king's experience of being plotted by Buddhism. His eyes were enough to see through all illusions and investigate the affairs of the world. He only needed a brief glance to understand the symptoms of the king's illness.
King Zhuzi was astonished by Qin Ran. He originally thought that Qin Ran was just talking nonsense. Unexpectedly, he just took a look and described his condition clearly. Even if a god is alive, he can only do this.
ah!
"Young Master is truly a god! Please save your life, Young Master!" King Zhuzi implored with excitement, his sickly face full of expectation.
Three whole years! Ever since the monster suddenly came three years ago and abducted his wife from the Golden Holy Palace, he has been frightened and worried, maintaining this half-dead appearance. This is a palace full of concubines and rich food and clothing.
I didn't even bother to enjoy it, and every time I thought I was about to burp, I just couldn't die. I just hung there like this.
He invited countless strange people, but the situation never improved. He almost gave up. Not long ago, an immortal came into his dream and told him that there was a holy monk from the Tang Dynasty who could cure his serious illness, so he immediately
He ordered his subordinates to pay attention to people coming from north to south. It was God’s blessing that the god did not lie to him.
"Your Majesty's illness has been going on for a long time. Treatment is easier said than done." Qin Ran gave up and said,
"Master, what do you mean?"
King Zhuzi became nervous. If it was really difficult to heal, wouldn't he have to endure this kind of painful torture? He had had enough of this half-dead life.
Qin Ran said with a smile, "Part of your Majesty's illness is due to inner fear, and the other part is due to physical weakness, so you need to prescribe the right medicine to cure it. It is not difficult to cure the disease of physical weakness, but it requires
The medicinal materials are very special, which requires Your Majesty to be determined to take them, which is beyond what a human can do, "
King Zhuzi said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, Young Master, I have taken many unpleasant medicines in order to cure diseases. This is not a problem."
Qin Ran had a strange look on his face, "Since the king can do what ordinary people can't, this disease of physical weakness can definitely be cured by medicine. As for the disease of worry in the heart, I have to ask Your Majesty himself.
Why did you get sick in the first place?"
Hearing Qin Ran's question, King Zhuzi sighed and fell into memories. He slowly told the story of what happened three years ago, exactly as it was.
Three years ago, during the Dragon Boat Festival, King Zhuzi and the Empress of Jinsheng Palace were undressing rice dumplings and inserting mugwort under the Hailiu Pavilion in the Royal Garden, drinking realgar calamus and watching dragon boat fights. However, the sky suddenly changed, and accompanied by a strong wind, a whirlwind appeared in mid-air.
Suddenly a monster appeared, claiming to be Sai Taisui, and living in Xiexiang Cave in Qilin Mountain.