Fang Zheng looked at Lone Wolf suspiciously and asked, "Don't you like to eat...that thing?"
"You are talking about a dog, I am a wolf! Wolf, wolf!" Lone Wolf looked at Fang Zheng aggrievedly, staring at Fang Zheng with his angry eyes.
Fang Zheng patted his wolf head and said, "If you don't tell me, I almost forgot that you are a wolf, not a dog... It has nothing to do with Erha."
After saying that, Fang Zheng walked towards Coco and Zhang Huixin, leaving Lone Wolf standing there looking at him with a resentful look on his face.
As Fang Zheng walked, he made a slight correction to the magical power of the Gate of Hell: "The time in the Gate of Hell and the real time are corrected to one to one day."
In the past, when Fang Zheng took people in, it was an accelerated time ratio. A thousand years inside the Gate of Hell, and a moment outside. But this time, Fang Zheng didn't have time to waste with them. He simply locked Song Bin in the Gate of Hell for a day. He
Also have a quiet day.
In order not to scare Ke Ke and Zhang Huixin, Fang Zheng fell into a dream for the two of them. They could not see the scene just now. They only saw each other's inexplicable fear, and then ran away. Seeing this, Ke Ke clapped his little hands and cheered, although
She also didn't know how Fang Zheng was able to scare away so many vicious bad guys.
Their good mood was disturbed by this group of people, and the three of them decided to go back. When they returned home, Coco pulled Fang Zheng and asked him to tell her a story.
"Uh, Coco, shouldn't your mother tell you this?" Fang Zheng asked, dumbfounded as he looked at Coco lying on his lap like a kitten.
Coco shook his head and said: "I have heard all of Mom's stories, but there is nothing new. Dad hasn't told them to me yet, so this time Dad will tell them."
Can Fang Zheng refuse? Of course not, so Fang Zheng thought about it and told Coco some interesting stories about his childhood and the stories about the animals on Yi Zhi Mountain. As expected, the little guy listened with gusto. Unknowingly, Coco lay on Fang Zheng’s side.
fell asleep on his legs.
Fang Zheng patted Coco's body gently, carried her into the room, put her on the bed, and whispered to Coco: "Go to sleep. When you wake up, all your illnesses will be cured. The suffering is over."
As he spoke, Fang Zheng gathered Qi into needles and began to help Coco sort out the congestion in his body. At the same time, he used his true energy to help Coco sort out his meridians and blood vessels to activate cells. It was already midnight after all the hidden diseases in Coco's body were cured.
"Master, are you going to treat Master Zhang?" Lone Wolf asked curiously.
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Well, you watch Ke Ke here and go treat Master Zhang as a teacher."
"Okay." Lone Wolf lay down next to Coco, although he didn't know what he could see here... Could someone else climb in through the window?
When Fang Zheng entered the back room, Zhang Huixin woke up immediately when she heard the sound and asked, "Abbot Fang Zheng?"
Fangzheng put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the donor, is a poor monk."
"Abbot Fangzheng, you're still up so late, is something wrong?"
Zhang Huixin asked curiously.
Fang Zheng said: "Donor, do you still remember what the poor monk said to you during the day?"
"What are you talking about?" Zhang Huixin was stunned.
Fang Zheng had no choice but to say it again: "The poor monk can cure the disease. The poor monk can cure the donor's disease."
"What?!" If Fang Zheng said it during the day, Zhang Huixin automatically regarded it as a liar and didn't take it seriously. Then after a day of getting along with her, she had confirmed that Fang Zheng was not a bad person. At this moment
What he said naturally had weight. Zhang Huixin asked nervously: "Really?"
Fang Zheng said: "Of course, the donor's disease is difficult for some people, but for the poor monk, it is very simple. The poor monk happens to know a medical skill that can cure the donor's legs and eyes. If the donor agrees, the poor monk will now
Then you can treat the donor."
"This...can you really cure my eyes and legs?" Zhang Huixin asked with an incredulous look on her face, subconsciously wanting to cry. Because of her eyes and legs, she felt that she owed Cocoa too much.
She wanted to get better even in her dreams. But Fang Zheng's words were so dreamy that she even thought she was dreaming. So Zhang Huixin kept pinching herself until it hurt so much that she grimaced, and then she was sure that she was not dreaming.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Donor, this is not a dream. Sit down, close your eyes, and don't move. The poor monk will help you restore your vision first, and then treat the leg disease."
Hearing that Fang Zheng was about to take action, Zhang Huixin became even more excited, but she still suppressed the nervousness in her heart, leaned on the bed and sat firmly, closed her eyes, and waited quietly. At the same time, she felt one of Fang Zheng's hands pressing down on her.
on her head, and then a cool breath penetrated into her head. It was a little cold and a little itchy, but she did not think that this feeling was caused by Fang Zheng, just regarded it as a nervous illusion.
So he whispered: "Abbot Fangzheng, will it hurt?"
As a result, Fang Zheng remained silent.
Zhang Huixin waited for a while, and after noticing that Fang Zheng's hands were changing positions, she couldn't help but continue to ask: "Abbot Fang Zheng, have you started?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Donor, won't you know if you open your eyes and take a look?"
Zhang Huixin was stunned and opened her eyes to see? She couldn't see anything? Just as she was thinking this, Zhang Huixin opened her eyes. At that moment, Zhang Huixin only felt that there was darkness in front of her eyes, and there was a vague white figure in the darkness.
Standing in front of her. Although it was still a little blurry, Zhang Huixin knew that she could see it! At that moment, Zhang Huixin's tears couldn't stop flowing out... People who have never lost their eyes will never know the value of their eyes and how valuable they can be.
Joy filled Zhang Huixin's chest, making her cry like a child.
Fang Zheng did not stop Zhang Huixin, but let her cry as much as she wanted. The family had suffered countless sins because of her death, but Fang Zheng knew that Zhang Huixin was also suffering from a life worse than death! Living is dragging down her daughter, and death is
I am worried about my daughter, and I am wandering between the choice of life and death every day. The pain is not clear to others, but Fang Zheng can feel it. It is a kind of pain that is worse than death, and death is inevitable.
Now, Zhang Huixin finally saw hope. The pain that had been suppressed for countless years suddenly burst out like a torrent. This was not just crying, but also venting. It was also a kind of pouring out, pouring out all the pain.
Come out. Only when the pain is poured out can more space be left for joy and happiness.
Zhang Huixin cried for half an hour before she gradually calmed down. The only thing Fang Zheng could do was to stand on the sidelines and watch. There was no other way. Zhang Huixin's family was so poor that they didn't even have a tissue. He wanted to hand it over
Even paper towels can't do it. Moreover, he has no experience in dealing with women's crying, so he can only stand there and watch quietly...
Fortunately, after Fang Zheng cured all the diseases in his body, Ke Ke's whole body was in a state of self-repair and he slept deeply, so he was not woken up. Otherwise, Fang Zheng would probably have to face the tears of his mother and daughter.
I cried. Thinking about that scene, Fang Zheng felt a little numb.