When Liu Qianwen, Aunt Shan, and Zhao Ling'er saw each other, they were all shocked. They couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "But it hurts again?"
Nangong Haotian frowned, gritted his teeth and nodded.
Liu Qianwen couldn't help but stretched out her hand to support Nangong Haotian, looked at Aunt Shan, and said anxiously: "Brother Nangong is in pain more and more often, we have to find a way quickly!"
Nangong Haotian had already thought that there was a luck cure for poison in the second half of the Secret Book of the Dragon Ascension Ring, but he hoped to study it for self-treatment after arriving at Aunt Zhao Ling'er's Buddhist monastery.
Now he found that the pain was not only getting worse, but also the intervals between contractions were getting shorter and shorter. He reluctantly whispered in a low voice while thinking: "Let's see if there is a place nearby that is hidden from the wind and snow..."
Zhao Ling'er said first: "My aunt's Buddhist nunnery is not far away, here, that's it!"
Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan took a look and saw that there was indeed a section of red wall exposed in the cedar forest under the sloping ridge in front of them. They said to Nangong Haotian: "The Buddhist nunnery is ahead, let's go quickly!"
Nangong Haotian gritted his teeth and frowned, nodded, and walked forward with strong support, while the frost continued to condense and dissipate. Liu Qianwen's eyes were full of worry, and she allowed the frost on Nangong Haotian's body to kill her.
His delicate hands turned pale with cold and did not let go.
When we were about to reach the forest, we could already see the Buddhist nunnery with its red-painted door and the big characters on the wall - Amitabha. But Nangong Haotian shuddered, spit out a mouthful of blood, and immediately fell headfirst into the snow in front of him.
Even Liu Qianwen couldn't hold her up.
Zhao Ling'er, who was walking in front and always paying attention to Nangong Haotian, looked startled, and instinctively stretched out his arms to hug Nangong Haotian, and then managed to stabilize him.
With her pretty face flushed and her heart beating wildly, this was the first time in her life that Zhao Ling'er had touched a man's body, especially Nangong Haotian's cheeks and shoulders, which pressed tightly against her breasts, forcing her to breathe.
It almost feels like suffocation!
When she saw her, Aunt Shan rushed over and hurriedly helped Nangong Haotian upright. Only then did Nangong Haotian's face leave the gentle area. Unfortunately, Nangong Haotian didn't know all this.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Ling'er hurriedly patted her chest, opened her small mouth and took two breaths of air, but still did not forget to say: "Quickly, carry Nangong Shaoxia in!"
Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan each supported Nangong Haotian, who was about to faint. Liu Qianwen motioned to Zhao Linger to guide him quickly, and then she and Aunt Shan supported Nangong Haotian and walked directly to the front door of the nunnery.
Before I reached the door, the door of the nunnery opened with a bang.
I saw a little Shani in gray robe who was fourteen or fifteen years old. He said with an excited smile: "Miss Zhao, Xiaoqing has already come back..."
But before he finished speaking, he suddenly froze, thinking he noticed Zhao Ling'er looking anxious, and Nangong Haotian being supported by Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan.
When Zhao Ling'er saw Xiao Shani, she asked anxiously: "Xiaoyue, where is my aunt?"
Xiaoshani Xiaoyue quickly calmed down and said, "Teacher, you just meditated!"
"What a coincidence!" Zhao Ling'er said in annoyance. After thinking about it, she waved her hand and urged: "Go and clean out the left room..."
The nervous little Shani responded, turned around and ran in.
Entering the nunnery gate, Aunt Shan and Liu Qianwen supported the swaying Nangong Haotian, unintentionally looking at the buildings and situation in the nunnery, and followed Zhao Linger hurriedly towards the left wing-like alcove.
But Aunt Shan subconsciously saw a hall in the middle. There was an oil lamp burning in the hall. She didn't know what god it was dedicated to. There were bursts of sandalwood incense wafting out in the cold wind.
There are two connecting rooms on the left and right, which must be the dining room for receiving pilgrims. Judging from the size of the entire Buddhist nunnery, it is not much larger than the ancestral hall of a wealthy family.
Except for a little Shani, no one else was seen walking around. There might only be three people in this Buddhist nunnery, Zhao Ling'er, little Shani, and the teacher Tai who was meditating.
As soon as he entered the fasting room, Zhao Ling'er pointed to the inner room with the curtain hanging and said urgently: "Hurry and help the young hero into the inner room, I will go and invite my aunt right away!"
After saying this, Zhao Ling'er couldn't wait to walk out.
After Zhao Ling'er's collision with Nangong Haotian, her thoughts have changed subtly. She seems to be more anxious about Nangong Haotian's safety than Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan.
Aunt Shan and Liu Qianwen helped Nangong Haotian into the inner room and asked him to sit on the bed. At this time, the pain in his heart had disappeared. Nangong Haotian slowly woke up. The previous things were vaguely related.
After looking around blankly, I finally remembered what I wanted to do.
Nangong Haotian whispered: "Aunt Shan is guarding outside the door. Qianwen will pester Zhao Ling'er later. Don't let her in. I want to use Qigong to heal my injuries..."
Liu Qianwen said in embarrassment: "But what if she brings her aunt here?"
Nangong Haotian said: "Then ask her first if she can cure the Xuansha palm poison. If she can't cure it, just say that I am trying to heal myself, so I don't want to disturb you!"
"What if she says she can cure it?" Aunt Shan asked with concern.
"Old monster Xuan Ling will never easily tell others about this kind of vicious kung fu. I don't think they should know about it!" Nangong Haotian frowned, waved his hand and urged: "You go ahead, they will come in if you are late.
Already."
"Then be careful!" Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan walked out. Just as they walked out of the inner room, Zhao Ling'er hurried in from the outside with a worried look on her face.
When Zhao Ling'er saw Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan coming out of the inner room, she asked with concern: "What's wrong with Young Hero Nangong?"
"He is now practicing his martial arts to heal himself!" Liu Qianwen said melancholy.
Zhao Ling'er perked up after hearing this and asked, "Can he heal himself?"
Liu Qianwen frowned and said, "Before I get the antidote, I have no choice but to give it a try!"
Zhao Ling'er said anxiously: "Oh, unfortunately, I happened to catch up with my aunt doing exercises and meditating, and my little sister didn't dare to disturb her old man's studies. I was really anxious..."
Aunt Shan was deeply afraid that Zhao Ling'er would ask to go into the inner room to take a look. After thinking about it, she hurriedly said: "I protect the young master, you two sit down and talk first!"
Liu Qianwen understood what Aunt Shan meant, and hurriedly pointed to the seat and said: "Come on, Miss Zhao, let's sit down and talk first. Maybe in half an hour, the second butterfly dancing girl will send her to her.
The medicine is here!"
Zhao Ling'er had no choice but to walk towards the chair and glanced anxiously at the snowy sky and said: "I'm afraid she won't come so soon. They live in Zizhiyu on the top of the mountain, which is far away from here.
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Liu Qianwen's heart moved when she heard this, and she immediately remembered what Aunt Shan said on the way before noon, and asked curiously: "I heard that Zizhiyu has spring all year round, and the flowers bloom forever..."
"Alas, no matter how beautiful the scenic spots are, no one dares to appreciate them." Zhao Ling'er sighed and said.
Liu Qianwen frowned and asked, "You mean, that place has become a forbidden area?"
Zhao Ling'er snorted and said: "Anyone who enters without permission will be beaten to the head and bleeding, and in serious cases will lose his life. Who dares to go in!"
Aunt Shan, who was listening and paying attention to the movement in the inner room, suddenly asked: "Maybe this old man from Hengshan has occupied Zizhiyu in recent years?"
"I'm not too sure about this. When I came here three years ago, they were already here..." Zhao Ling'er replied.
Liu Qianwen asked: "So you haven't seen the beautiful scenery of Zizhiyu yet?"
"I've been there several times, but every time it was Er Wudie who took him there..."
Aunt Shan said coldly: "This also aroused Second Junfeng's admiration for you!"
Zhao Ling'er's pretty face turned red, but then she turned sullen and said angrily: "Second Junfeng is domineering and a complete despicable person. Not only does he go down the mountain to bully women, he even boldly kills some of them.
Beautiful women were kidnapped and brought to the mountains..."
Liu Qianwen asked angrily: "Don't his master just discipline him?"
Zhao Ling'er shrugged helplessly and said, "I think his master is also a figure in this group!"
Liu Qianwen asked: "In this case, why doesn't your aunt unite with other Buddhist masters in the mountainous area to expel them?"
Zhao Ling'er couldn't help but said with a look of embarrassment on her face: "Old monster Xuan Ling's martial arts skills are extremely high. Almost no one can go through ten moves under him. In order to protect their own safety and the temple, everyone just let Shan and his master and disciples secretly do this!"
Aunt Shan said calmly: "This is called peace. We understand each other tacitly and do not invade each other. As long as I keep my ears quiet, I don't care whether others are dead or alive!"
Seeing the disdain on Aunt Shan's face, Zhao Ling'er said unhappily: "Aunt Shan, anyone can say this to you. But once it happens to you and no one cooperates with you, you will protect yourself and there is nothing you can do."
Aunt Shan felt that what Zhao Ling'er said was not unreasonable, so she didn't answer it.
Zhao Ling'er continued: "When I saw that Er Junfeng had ill intentions towards me, I had no choice but to tell him that I was already engaged and the other person was my cousin..."
Aunt Shan said: "So you said that your cousin is the young master of my family?"
Zhao Ling'er's pretty face turned red and she said: "At that time, there were widespread rumors in the world that Nangong Young Hero killed the powerful killing god, crippled the Southern Scholar, and defeated the Tianxuan God Lord and the silver-shirted swordsman. I want to use Nangong Young Hero's reputation to
Scare him, who knows..."
"Unexpectedly, the second handsome peak is not only not afraid, but is jealous and hateful. He has to fight with my young master for life and death, and fight to the death!" Aunt Shan snorted.
Zhao Ling'er nodded and was about to say something when she suddenly saw little Shani in front of the courtyard waving to her. She looked happy and said excitedly: "My aunt has finished meditating!" After saying that, she stood up and left.