After Shangguan Yanran pulled out the silver needle, a large dark brown blood clot flowed from the corner of Qi Ying's mouth. She coughed for a while and then slowly opened her eyes.
"Xianglan, Xianglan, are you awake..." Mrs. Xu called softly while sobbing.
"Aunt Xu, where am I? Where is my father?" Qi Ying looked at Mrs. Xu and said.
"Xianglan, your father... your father..." Mrs. Xu hesitated and didn't know what to say.
Shangguan Yanran leaned over and arranged the clothes on Qi Ying's body and said: "Miss Qi, you are still very weak now, and your energy and blood have just become smooth, so you shouldn't talk too much. Take a rest and I will make some porridge for you to recover first.
Let’s talk about it after you’re safe.”
Qi Ying used the light of the lights in the room to see clearly that this beautiful girl about her own age was dressing herself. Although it was the girl, Qi Ying's face was red with embarrassment and she wanted to push her away with her hands before she noticed her hands and feet.
I can't move at all. "Who are you? And why..."
Mrs. Xu stopped crying and said: "Xianglan, it was this female master who saved your life. You have been in a coma for eleven days. As long as you don't dislike me after you stay, I know you, Uncle Gu, and we will take care of you."
You treat her like your own daughter."
Although Qi Ying didn't understand what Xu said, her tears rolled down her face. "Aunt Xu, what happened to my father?"
"Your father, he entrusted you to us. He...he...Xianglan, our Gu family can't stand you and your daughter!" After Mrs. Xu finished speaking, Pingtong knelt down in front of the bed.
Qi Ying shouted: "Dad..." and cried sadly, crying and asked: "How did my dad..."
Shangguan Yanran had been worried that Qi Ying would faint again after hearing the bad news. She didn't expect that she would be so strong. At first, Shangguan Yanran secretly blamed Xu for not telling her, but after thinking about it, she realized how long could such a thing be deceived?
Rather than making up a lie, it would be better to let Miss Qi know the truth, which would be even more painful when the lie is revealed. Mrs. Xu knelt on the ground and told everything that happened to Qi Ying after she was at the Golden Buddha Temple...
, Shangguan Yanran was lucky enough to see her biological parents only in the Tai Chi formation. She felt the pain of Qi Ying's father's loss and quietly left the room with red eyes.
Outside the door, Gu Jingzheng, Chen Mengsheng and Xiang Xiaotian were waiting impatiently. When they saw the tearful Shangguan Yanran, their hearts sank. Chen Mengsheng even asked with self-blame: "Junior sister, isn't Miss Qi awake yet?"
Shangguan Yanran shook her head and said: "Mrs. Xu used the needle like a charm, and Miss Qi has come back to life. Now she is crying in the room over the murder of Miss Qi's father. I feel so uncomfortable."
When Chen Mengsheng and the other three heard what Shangguan Yanran said, they let out a sigh of relief. Gu Jing hurriedly bowed to Chen Mengsheng and Shangguan Yanran and thanked them. Xiang Xiaotian smiled and said: "Old man, you know that there are gods in the world this time, my brother."
You and your siblings are living gods right in front of you!"
"Bang..., bang..., bang..." A loud drumbeat came from outside the house, which stunned Chen Mengsheng and others inside.
Xiang Xiaotian pushed open the window lattice that was sealed with wooden strips, and the cold morning breeze shot into the room with a ray of dawn. "I said brother, they are really weird in Huizhou City. There is a knock on the door so early in the morning.
The gongs and drums are playing, but I don’t know which dignitary is out for the parade?”
Gu Jing said in agony: "Where are the dignitaries? They came from the Golden Buddha Temple to accept incense and alms. My old lady was driven crazy by the sound of gongs and drums..."
Chen Mengsheng was shocked and said: "The Golden Buddha Temple is so big. Uncle Gu, just stay here and take care of Miss Qi. Brother and sister, let's go out and take a look."
At the gate of Huizhou City, people kept walking towards the place where the drums were being played, carrying various kinds of incense, candles and fruits on their shoulders. Two monks dressed as monks were shouting and driving a carriage. The handlebars were facing the two monks.
While pleading hard, the defenders at the city gate seemed to be very afraid of the monks who were hiding nearby and pretended not to see them.
Shangguan Yanran looked intently and said, "Senior brother, isn't that the shopkeeper who sent us here?"
Chen Mengsheng was also puzzled, and looked at Mou San, whose nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his clothes were torn. "Why is he still in Huizhou City, and why is he entangled with those two monks?"
Xiang Xiaotian stepped forward quickly and shouted: "Bold bald donkey, how can the bright and clear world allow you to do whatever you want?"
Mou San turned his head and saw Chen Mengsheng and the others jumping out of the car excitedly, running over and saying, "You two gentlemen, the heroine, please save me."
Chen Mengsheng grabbed Mou San's shoulders and said, "The shopkeeper has something to say. What happened?"
Mou San pointed to the monks on the carriage and said: "Yesterday I sent three people to Huizhou City, but they were blocked outside the city gate and could not go back. This morning, after the city gate opened, those pilgrims entered the city. I was able to get some free time.
The two monks who were about to return to Qianshan Town said they wanted my carriage to carry alms from pilgrims to their temple. I had been on the road all day and had not slept all night, so how could I still have the energy to go to their temple?
Moving goods? They beat me, tore my clothes, and took away the gold leaves the heroine gave me..." Mou San's carriage lost its handlebars, and the horses parked there obediently.
On the same spot, the two monks got out of the carriage and dragged and pulled the horse, but they could not move forward a step. The monks came over to catch Mou San with anger on their faces, and Xiang Xiaotian took a few steps to block Mou San.
The monk on the left put his hands on his hips and said with a sinister smile: "Hey, hey, where did these idiots come from? If you dare to interfere with the affairs of the Golden Buddha Temple, just get out of here and don't make me feel uncomfortable.
Junior brother Jue, please bring the Zaibao style back to me!"
Monk Dajue responded and stepped forward to grab Mou San. Xiang Xiaotian's body moved and he grabbed Monk Dajue's wrist like a pair of iron pincers.
"Ah yo yo... let go... let go quickly... it's broken... the hand is about to be broken, Senior Brother Dazhi... tell him to let go... let go." Monk Dajue squatted down in pain.
Monk Dazhi yelled: "Man, you want to stand out. If you offend the people of the Golden Buddha Temple in Huizhou City, you will not end well."
Xiang Xiaotian laughed and said to Chen Mengsheng: "Brother, you hear these two bald donkeys are scaring me. I am afraid of everything but have never been afraid of fighting. If I don't beat these two bald donkeys all over their heads, I will
Take the surnames of these two grandsons."
Chen Mengsheng spread his hands and said: "Brother, you are really getting more and more capable. It's just a lesson to them. We still have business to do."
"Okay, I'll send them away right now." Xiang Xiaotian used his hand to lift Monk Dajue, who was squatting on the ground in pain, over his head, and slammed it towards Monk Dazhi. He weighed a hundred kilograms.
In Xiang Xiaotian's hands, he was like a face-thrower. Monk Dazhi was firmly pressed to the ground by Monk Dajue before he could get out of the way.
Xiang Xiaotian shook his head and said: "Look at your bearish behavior, you are just bullying ordinary people." He stepped on the back of Monk Dajue with one foot, which could kill the two monks lying on the ground.
Monk Dazhi was so suppressed that he couldn't breathe. The wailing of passers-by stopped and watched. "Good man, please spare my life! We don't dare to do it anymore. This is the handlebar-style gold leaf..." Monk Dazhi said from
He took out a gold leaf from his sleeve and held it in his hand. Xiang Xiaotian made a strong effort, and he realized that the two monks screamed worse than a slaughtered pig.
Xiang Xiaotian said sternly: "Don't you give people money for soup and medicine when you beat them?"
"Here, here, here... hero, lift your feet down, my back is about to break." Bujue said hurriedly.
Xiang Xiaotian raised his feet, and the two monks crawled in with shame. They took out more than a dozen taels of silver from their sleeves and handed them all to Xiang Xiaotian's hands.
Xiang Xiaotian stamped his feet towards the two monks and said: "Get out!" Knowing and realizing, he squeezed out the crowd and fled as if he had been granted amnesty.
Xiang Xiaotian walked up to Mou San with his hands in his hand and said: "Take it, those two monks went out without reading the almanac. If we hadn't had something to do, I would have made those two monks suffer more. Get out of here quickly.
To avoid getting into trouble again.”
Mou San did not dare to take the gold leaves and scattered silver from Xiang Xiaotian's hand. He said with a bitter look on his face: "Master, I don't dare to take this silver because it's all white, otherwise I will have to pay for it with my life."
"You gentlemen, you are all capable people. If you come back to Huangshan again in the future, Mou San will definitely sweep up the couch to welcome you. Sir, see you soon." Mou San drove the carriage and hurried out of the city.
Chen Mengsheng patted Xiang Xiaotian on the shoulder and said, "Brother, don't look at us and let's get down to business."
Xiang Xiaotian said depressedly: "Hey, this kid was afraid that the money would bite him, so he ran away so fast!"
Shangguan Yanran said with a smile: "Although the shopkeeper loves money, he is a smart man. If so many people see him collecting yellow and white things, they will inevitably have evil intentions. He just doesn't want them anymore, so that no one will worry about it anymore.
Let's go, let's follow that group of people to see the Living Buddha..."
Huizhou Long Street was surrounded by people everywhere. Only donkeys and carriages filled with alms from all directions were shouted at by monks to get in. It was not easy for ordinary people to squeeze in. Chen Mengsheng looked at the front but could not see the beginning or the end.
The crowd was at their wits end. There were many traders among the crowd, carrying goods and selling needles and threads. The variety of snacks was so dazzling that it was dizzying to see. The three of them were eating while walking, and mixed in the crowd were Chen Mengsheng and Shangguan Yanran, who were wearing Taoist robes.
The style is really eye-catching.
The three of them followed the flow of people for more than half an hour. Several four-horse carriages were slowly approaching. On the first carriage were three or four monks beating drums and gongs. On the carriage following them,
A high platform was set up, and a monk was sitting there reciting sutras. He was mumbling and could not hear what he was reciting. Xiang Xiaotian laughed and said, "This is such a grand scene. Cloths are sold on a three-foot high platform, and the business is not very impressive."
Not small." As soon as Xiang Xiaotian said this, everyone around him looked at him with blank eyes, and they all avoided Xiang Xiaotian and the three of them, as if it was a great sin to stand with them. Xiang Xiaotian was also happy that they should go away, and he
He pulled Chen Mengsheng and Shangguan Yanran and sat down on the stone steps carelessly.
Just after noon, two Zhike monks ran out of the Golden Buddha Temple and spread the floor with red silk. They scolded the onlookers on both sides to kneel down to greet the living Buddha. The Zhike monks ran to Chen Mengsheng and were about to curse. When they looked up and saw Xiang Xiaotian, they quickly shut their mouths.
He walked away in despair. Shangguan Yanran pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Brother Xiang, isn't this the Dajue monk who was stepped on the ground by you just now?"
"Isn't that right? I want to let him taste the feeling of being beaten again. This kid can run faster than that weird rabbit of yours." Xiang Xiaotian said teasingly.
Chen Mengsheng said seriously: "Stop making trouble, the Living Buddha from the Golden Buddha Temple has come out."
From the Golden Buddha Temple, there were four monks wearing red Buddha robes carrying an octagonal soft sedan made of bamboo. The four corners of the sedan door were wrapped with white gauze vines. One of the soft sedans sat cross-legged and chanted loudly.
Buddha said. His eyes scanned the people kneeling on the long street, and when his eyes met Chen Mengsheng's, Chen Mengsheng couldn't help but took a breath of air and shouted in a low voice: "I didn't expect him, he is really a god...