The first thousand one hundred and ninety-seven chapters
"Walk!"
At four o'clock in the morning, Ye Fan asked Dugu Shang to stay and protect Tang Ruoxue, and he took Miao Fenglang and rushed to the car at the door.
He was also carrying a medical box in his hand, which contained various tools for drawing blood.
Zhao Mingyue caught up and shouted: "Ye Fan, where are you going?"
"I'm going to Cihang Zhai to find the old Zhai Master!"
Ye Fan didn't look back: "I have sealed Ruoxue's heart. She can survive for two more hours. I need to find the old master for help as soon as possible!"
Now Tang Ruoxue's problem is not the injury, but the need for blood transfusion. No matter how good the diagnosis and treatment is, a fish cannot survive without water.
"Ye Fan, I know you are eager to save people, but the old master's path is almost useless."
Zhao Mingyue ran over and grabbed Ye Fan to advise: "Let's not talk about your grievances and grudges with Cihang Zhai. Even if the old Zhai Master and the others have no quarrel with you, they can't draw your blood for no reason."
"Besides, the old vegetarian has a constitution of over eighty years old, how much blood can she draw for you?"
"Let's wait a moment. I have asked Ye Zhendong to help me use the power of the Sixteenth Department to find two people with A3 blood type in the country."
She added: "There will be news about them soon. As soon as I find someone, I will arrange a special flight for them to fly to Baocheng in time to save Ruoxue."
"I believe that Department 16 can find them, but it may not be possible in a short time."
Ye Fan knew that Zhao Mingyue cared about him, and there was a touch of warmth on his face. Then he shook her hand and said: "Southern Tibet and Western Xinjiang are vast and sparsely populated places. Some people have to travel nearly a hundred kilometers to get a courier to an Internet cafe.
It will be difficult to lock them down for a while."
"And the information was left behind five years ago. Now I can't live where I am, and I don't know whether I'm dead or alive, so I can't place my hopes on them."
"I'll go find the old owner of the restaurant. Sincerity is the key to success, maybe I can impress her."
"Even if it fails, I will give it a try, otherwise I will be sorry for Ruoxue and her son."
Ye Fan's tone was very firm, and then he got into the car without hesitation and rushed towards Cihangzhai like a sharp arrow.
Zhao Mingyue's eyelids twitched. She wanted to say that her son did not know whether to live or die, but she cherished him for having no hesitation.
Cihangzhai is very big. It not only occupies several peaks, but also has 180 temples built. Finding a person is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
However, Ye Fan had clues provided by Ye Zhendong, so he quickly located the Tongtian Ancient Temple where the old Zhai Master was.
Ye Fan asked Miao Fenglang to park in the car and wait for him, and then he opened the car door and walked towards Tongtian Ancient Temple.
Although it is not yet dark, the temple staff are already up and the lights are on. There is a mysterious beauty in this early morning.
In the cold wind, there was a faint sound of bells and Sanskrit singing, which made Ye Fan's restless heart calm a lot.
There are one hundred and eight steps leading to Tongtian Ancient Temple.
There are still fallen leaves that withered at night on the stairs. The huge mountain gate at the end is open and unguarded, and you can see the quiet courtyard, Buddhist hall and pagoda.
Walk up, pass through the entrance courtyard, pass through the Buddhist hall, and pass the pagoda, which is the Qingxiu Zen room of the old master.
Tongtian Ancient Temple looks quiet and peaceful. The mountain gate is open and you can come and go at will, but Ye Fan knows that not everyone dares to take a step beyond the realm of possibility.
Ye Fan also felt a pressure, but after taking a deep breath, he stepped up the stairs and leaned towards the mountain gate.
For the sake of Tang Ruoxue and her son, Ye Fan had to fight even if it was a dragon's pond or a tiger's cave.
"Whoosh whoosh-" Ye Fan had just stood at the entrance of the mountain gate when he saw a black tremor in the darkness, and then several figures flew past.
Three long swords were placed in front of Ye Fan.
"Donor——" a clear voice sounded: "Cihangzhai is an important place, please don't enter unless you are not allowed to enter."
Three young women blocked Ye Fan's path. They were in their thirties, calm, peaceful, but powerful.
"Three senior sisters, I'm Jin Zhilin and Ye Fan!"
Ye Fan greeted him humbly and politely: "I'm here to see the old owner of the restaurant. I want to see someone about something that is life-threatening. I hope she can help save people."
"Donor, I'm sorry, the master of the old house is Qingxiu. No one can disturb her unless she is summoned by herself."
An older woman in green clothes said: "If you have something important, you can go to the Zhike Monk or the Saint."
Tongtian Temple is considered the supreme existence in Cihangzhai, so the grievances between Ye Fan and Cihangzhai have not completely affected these women in green.
They were polite to Ye Fan: "Donor, please come down the mountain."
"No, this matter can only be solved by the old master."
Ye Fan said anxiously: "Except for the old master, there is nothing the saint can do."
"If the saint can't solve it, Cihangzhai can't solve it either."
The woman in green said with a hint of indifference: "Donor, I'm sorry, please come back."
Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, the number of people who came to see the old master for help ranged from one thousand to eight hundred.
Anyone can go in and see the old master, so Tongtian Temple will probably be overcrowded.
"No, I have to see the old master no matter what!"
Ye Fan gritted his teeth, performed the Windward Willow Step, and instantly passed between the three women.
The faces of the three women changed drastically. They seemed to have never expected that Ye Fan would be so bold and dare to barge in, let alone that his movement skills would be so weird and erratic.
"stop!"
The women in green almost all drew their swords at once, chasing and biting Ye Fan like meteors.
Urgent and ruthless.
Ye Fan did not fight with them, he straightened his body, raised his body, and then stepped on the long swords they thrust at him.
With both feet exerting force, the long sword broke with a sound, and Ye Fan also used this force to bounce up and fly into the courtyard inside Tongtian Temple.
"Stop!"
As soon as Ye Fan's feet landed in the front yard, six figures flashed out from under the cornices in several corners of the yard.
These six women are all dressed in gray and are in their forties. Each of their six solemn and majestic faces has a pair of deep and vast eyes.
At this moment, these six pairs of shining eyes were all staring at Ye Fan sharply, and immediately surrounded Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was slightly surprised: "The master of Cihangzhai should not be underestimated."
"Papa papa -" Although he was a little surprised in his heart, his face remained calm and he stamped his right foot violently.
The turf and soil were beaten over, covering the ground.
Ye Fan didn't waste any more time. He knew that these people would not let him see the old owner, so it was more practical to take action directly.
The six girls didn't expect that Ye Fan would suddenly take action and use dirty tricks like throwing soil, so they subconsciously moved to get out.
"Swish, swish, swish -" Ye Fan didn't stop, and tapped out a few more gravels with his right foot, hitting the six women with ugly expressions respectively.
As soon as the six girls dusted off the dirt and grass clippings, they saw gravel shooting towards them, and they hurriedly yelled and stretched out their hands to slap them away.
"Bang bang bang!"
The stone was knocked down by six people one after another, but the palms of the six women were also in pain, and they all secretly exclaimed that Ye Fan was powerful.
"Whoosh!"
In this gap, Ye Fan slipped across the grass, escaped from the gap between them, and then ran forward quickly.
"asshole!"
The six women shook their painful right hands repeatedly, regained some strength and pursued Ye Fan.
Ye Fan got rid of the six people with quick movements and continued to charge forward like a cheetah, quickly closing the distance between himself and the target building.
"stop!"
At this moment, a slender figure in white jumped down from the pagoda and fell to the ground like a fairy descending to earth.
As she shouted, her long sleeves suddenly waved out, floating like flowing clouds, as fast as lightning, and wrapped around Ye Fan's neck.
The opponent's Flying Sleeve Skill can be both hard and soft. The soft one can grab the weapon in the opponent's palm, and the hard one can strangle the opponent's neck.
"Depend on!"
Feeling the crisis, Ye Fan opened his mouth slightly, and at the same time he rose into the sky, quickly dodging the opponent's attack and strangulation.
The woman in white hit the air with one move: "You are indeed very skilled, no wonder you come to Cihangzhai to act wild."
"flutter!"
Ye Fan, who rolled out, did not respond. He just grabbed an incense burner next to him and smashed it over.
Sandalwood flies and ashes scatter.
The face of the woman in white changed, and she could only squint and retreat to avoid the overwhelming dust.
Even though she was fast enough, her body was still stained with some incense ash, and her clothes also had a few holes in them.
The woman in white had a pretty face and was angry. She brushed off the sparks on her body and tried to fight back, but found that Ye Fan had already escaped... Ye Fan quickly escaped from the entanglement of the Cihangzhai masters, crossed the courtyard and the main hall at extremely fast speed, and then rushed into the backyard.
Soon, he saw an antique Zen room with no markings or luxury, and the dark door was open.
Ye Fan recognized that it was the place where the master of the old village was doing his spiritual cultivation, and he was about to rush over with joy on his face.
"Anita Buddha——" At this moment, a Buddha's name came out from the Zen room, accompanied by a powerful aura.
This breath is thick and thick, but it also seems peaceful and settled.
It is like a vast ocean, which makes people feel depressed when they are in it, and it feels like they are in a desperate situation with no way to heaven or earth! All Ye Fan's movements stopped instantly.
The old owner didn't take action, he just restrained Ye Fan with a Buddha's name, just like a beast in the mountains, no need to attack...
