"Xiangu has lived here for more than ten years? It's really a miserable life," she said.
The viewer walked in from the door, holding a piece of meat in his hand.
"Poverty is hardship. Without the fetters of the world of mortals, there is joy in it," she said.
The girl endured the feeling of disgust and smiled.
"This is a gift from good people. You can take it and eat it with your wife." said the temple owner.
What a gift, that kind of cutting method is obviously a habit in the kitchen at home, and it turns out that this woman stole their things.
The girl didn't hesitate to reach out and take it.
"I'd rather let you, a monk, take care of me." She said with a fake smile.
"Although I am a monk and live in poverty, my hardship is better than yours." The viewer said with some sympathy.
The girl didn't want to see her falsehood any more, so coming here was an expression of her trust in this woman.
"Oh, it's getting late. I have to go and accompany my wife for a walk, otherwise she will be angry." She said, turning around in a hurry and forgetting to even salute.
"It's really pitiful that a good person has to be driven by a fool." The viewer said later, as if he was talking to himself but deliberately letting the girl hear it, and then raised his voice again, "Miss Banqin, take care of it yourself.
Talk to me."
The girl waved her hands, gave a brief salute at the door and walked away.
"Madam, are you tired? Let's take a rest. I brought some candied orange balls. Do you want to eat them?"
On the mountain road, the girl said, extending her hand to help Cheng Jiaoniang.
Cheng Jiaoniang stopped, took a white frost rolling ball that the girl took out of the sachet and put it into her mouth. From here, she could see the bottom of the mountain. It was just after early morning and there was no one on the mountain road.
"At noon, there will be more people, and there are also people selling wild mountain fruits. This is where the oranges that I eat are bought. They are quite cheap." The girl said.
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.
"Madam, if the master of the temple invites me to come over and talk, should I still go?" the girl asked, "I see that she is really uncomfortable when she smiles."
"Go." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "But you are not allowed to stay too much, and you are not allowed to eat the food she gave you."
The girl responded yes.
A woman's laughter came from the front. The master and the servant looked over and saw three fairy girls coming down from the mountain road opposite, carrying baskets on their backs, chatting and laughing. When they saw someone here, they stopped laughing and gave a slight salute.
"This is the Great Mysterious Temple at the foot of the mountain." The girl whispered to Cheng Jiaoniang.
Cheng Jiaoniang didn't know about the Great and Small Xuanmiao Temple because she was a little curious.
The girl told her the whole story in a low voice, and Cheng Jiaoniang was thoughtful.
"Is the Great Mysterious Temple at the foot of the mountain?" she asked, looking down.
The girl helped her take a few steps forward and pointed out to her.
A corner of the temple can be seen faintly amid the green shade.
"No, it's very big," she said.
"It's bigger than ours," the girl said. "At first, we wanted to serve our Taoist temple as well, but this woman beat us to it."
Cheng Jiaoniang said oh.
"It's such a shame," she said.
"Yes, if you clean up the fairy land well, you won't be like this by that woman." The girl said with anger and pity.
As I was talking, I heard someone shouting.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
"Someone, come quickly! Help!"
Help? The girl was startled. This is not a harmful bandit in the clear sky, right?
"Go and have a look." Cheng Jiaoniang said. She took the first step, unlike before where she could only rely on the girl's feet, eyes, and mouth.
This feels so good.
The girl followed hurriedly, and when she turned a corner along the mountain road, the sound became even louder.
The three immortal girls from Daxuanmiao Temple had already gathered around. An old man was lying down beside the rock with a pale face. There was only an old servant next to him who was crying anxiously.
"What's going on?"
"Are you sick?"
"Have you been bitten by a snake?"
The fairies asked nervously.
The old servant tried hard to lift the old man up on his back.
"Where is the nearest doctor?" he asked.
"Oh, it's far away. You have to go to the city to get there." The fairy girls said in a panic and helped him.
"Wait!"
A female voice came from above, and everyone stopped and looked over.
He saw a woman wearing blue cloth walking quickly with a sachet in her hand.
"Sending him to seek medical treatment would only delay him," she said.
Everyone came to their senses and didn't know what to say.
"Is this lady good at medicine?" the old servant asked in a trembling voice.
"Feed him and eat this slowly." The girl did not answer, but said directly, "Let him lie on his side, help him soothe his chest and back, pinch his ears hard until bleeding comes out, and he will be fine in a while."
The old servant and the three fairy aunts were all watching and listening in a daze.
that's all?
"That's it, I'll wake up in a while. Don't rush to leave when you wake up. It's best to sit for a while and eat something before leaving." The girl said.
After she finished speaking, she handed the sachet in her hand to the old servant, turned around and left. Before everyone could recover, she turned around and disappeared on the mountain road.
"Hey? This lady." The old servant shouted.
"We just met her. The two of us are probably ladies from some family who came here to play." A fairy girl said.
Everyone looked at the sachets in their hands.
Want to eat?
The old servant looked at the old man's increasingly pale face and was about to fall into coma. He gritted his teeth and poured out the sachet.
Small walnut-sized balls covered in sugar rolled out.
"My master is worthy of heaven and earth, and no one will harm him." The old servant said, stretched out his hand, opened the old man's mouth and fed him.
At this time, the girl and Cheng Jiaoniang had walked outside the door of her Taoist temple.
"Madam, can eating those candied oranges really save your life?" She endured it again and again but couldn't help but ask.
"It's not life-threatening, so why save lives?" Cheng Jiaoniang said, "It's just a slight illness."
"Then, are sugar oranges also medicine?" the girl asked, still confused.
"Are steamed buns medicine?" Cheng Jiaoniang looked at her and asked.
"Of course not steamed buns." The girl shook her head and said.
"When you are starving to death, it is a life-saving medicine." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Madam, you're kidding me when you say that." The girl smiled and helped Cheng Jiaoniang through the door, "Just tell me directly that my husband is not sick, but hungry, right?"
"No." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "Being hungry is also a disease."
The girl chuckled, dropped the topic, and saw the firewood piled behind the door.
"We've run out of firewood, so I'm going to move some over here," she said, bending to pick up firewood.
"Young lady, do you want to move firewood? Why don't you work hard lady? I'll do it."
A male voice with a dry smile came from the courtyard.
The girl was startled and looked over. Cheng Jiaoniang also turned to look.
Her hanging soap gauze can now be lifted up, revealing her face.
What a look!
With a clang, the pole in the man's hand fell to the ground and he stared blankly at Cheng Jiaoniang.
The girl recognized the man she met in the temple master's courtyard that day. Although she was young, she had grown up in everyone's courtyard and had been familiar with personnel. She knew that this man was related to the temple master. Such a person must have bad moral character. He was unscrupulous when he saw her that day.
, I actually let him see my wife today.
The girl turned around and hurried over to pull off Cheng Jiaoniang's soap gauze. Chai Ye helped Cheng Jiaoniang enter her yard from the other side and locked the door. (To be continued)
