Lingqing followed the old gentleman forward, entered Qiantang Gate and came to an alley.

There is a gate on the north side of the road, which is written to Zhao Mansion.

There were dozens of family members guarding the door, and there was a ragged monk at the door talking to a family member of the Zhao family.

"The butler is here." After seeing the old gentleman, the man ran up to him and said politely.

"Has the master come back?" the old gentleman asked.

"You haven't come back yet?"

"What's going on?" the old gentleman asked, pointing at the sloppy monk.

"Monk heard that the old lady in your house is seriously ill. I came here specially to see your master and treat the old lady." The monk said.

Lingqing looked over and saw that he was a plain-looking man, five feet tall, with more than two inches of hair on his head, and his face was covered in mud.

He was wearing a tattered monk's robe, short sleeves and no collar, a silk ribbon tied around his waist, and pimples. His feet were bare and he wore a pair of torn straw sandals.

A wine gourd hung on his waist, and a broken cattail leaf fan shook in his hand.

Isn't this the exact image of the Daoji monk known as Jigong Living Buddha?

‘Why do I feel something in my heart?’ Ling Qing thought to himself.

When Lingqing saw Daoji, Daoji also saw Lingqing.

His face is as warm as jade, his age is like that of a young man, but his body has the aura of a hundred-year-old man.

His Taoism has reached the fourth realm of human immortality, but he can see that his strength is obviously far beyond it.

If I don't use my Arhat's true form, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do.

"When did such a Taoist come to Qiantang County?" Daoji couldn't help but wonder.

Before the two of them had time to speak, they saw three people coming not far away.

Daoji stood in front of the horse and said, "You three, go slowly. I, the monk, have been waiting for you for a long time."

The one in the middle is Zhao Wenhui, a member of the Zhao family.

I heard that Daoji came to see the doctor on his own initiative, while Lingqing was invited by his wife.

He had no choice but to apologize to the famous doctors he personally invited - Uncle Sai and Li Huaichun, and invited the three of them to go in together.

Once inside, the mistress of the house also came out and followed everyone to sit in the upper room where the old lady lived.

First, Mr. Li checked the old lady's pulse and said, "It's caused by the ascending phlegm and blood stasis, and it won't be cured unless the phlegm is cured."

It's just that the old lady is old, has lost both her energy and blood, and can't take medicine. She is too old to do anything, so please ask someone else who is wise besides Zhao."

Seeing this, the mistress pointed at Lingqing and said: "Since medicine and stones are useless, why not ask this gentleman to apply some talisman water?"

"Okay, sir, please come and take a look." Zhao Wenhui is a filial son and is unwilling to give up any opportunity.

Ling Qing stepped forward and saw that a thick layer of phlegm was indeed stuck in his throat, unable to go up or come down.

If you are stuck in there for a long time, you will probably be suffocated to death slowly.

"You go and get a new pen, a coin of cinnabar, an inkstone, a yellow edge, a pot of rootless water, and a piece of Bletilla." Ling Qing said to Zhao Yuan after reading it.

"Okay, go get it quickly." Zhao Yuanwai agreed and quickly ordered.

After a while, everything was ready.

Lingqing used Bletilla striata to mix cinnabar and rootless water and grind it evenly in an inkstone. Then he took a brush and used it to write on the yellow paper.

In an instant, he drew a "healing charm".

This talisman was created by him integrating all the healing spells in Druid spells, combined with talismans such as disease-repelling talismans.

Good at treating all injuries and illnesses.

Lingqing picked up this talisman, cursed secretly in his mouth, and waved it in the air.

The talisman turned into a milky white light and fell into the remaining half of the rootless water.

Immediately, you can see that the water turned milky white, with a slight golden light.

"Madam, please feed this talisman water to the old lady." Ling Qing looked at the mistress who invited her and said.

"Okay." The mistress agreed, picked up the talisman water and came to the old lady's side.

He gently lifted her up and slowly fed her the Fu Shui.

After feeding half a cup of Talisman water, the old lady's complexion suddenly became rosy, and her body bones became much lighter and stronger.

After all, the healing charm is powerful.

Not only did it clear the phlegm in her throat, it also eliminated her accumulated old ailments.

This body is free from disease and calamity, so it is naturally light.

"Master Immortal!" Seeing this, Zhao Wen hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Master Immortal is merciful. My mother is so sick because of her love for her grandson.

I have a son who is just six years old. He contracted an injustice syndrome and fell into a coma.

My mother was so anxious that she coughed up phlegm.

The immortal master cured my mother, and now I ask for my child’s cure."

Before Ling Qing could speak, Daoji beside him couldn't sit still.

In addition to rescuing the old lady, he also wanted to use this healing device to perform a good deed.

It doesn't matter that Lingqing saved the old lady now. If he saved the young master again, he would be in vain for a good thing.

Immediately, he shook his cattail leaf fan, came to Lingqing's side and said, "The Taoist priest saved one life and his merits are immeasurable.

There is also a person here waiting to save the monk, so why not let the monk treat this child?"

"Since the monk wants to perform a kind act to save three people, there is no doubt that the poor Taoist will not refuse."

After Lingqing finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Wenhui and said, "This is the living Buddha Jigong of Lingyin Temple. It is a charity to save your son and a dying man."

"It turns out that the holy monk is in front of you. It's just a villain who has eyesight and cannot recognize Mount Tai." Zhao Wenhui was shocked when he heard this, and quickly raised his hands and said, "I hope the holy monk will be merciful."

"It's easy to talk about."

After Daoji saw the young master's illness, he immediately asked Zhao Wenhui to use the tears of two people to make medicine based on the birth dates he told him.

After a while, they found the two of them, one was Dong Shihong whom he had rescued by the West Lake, and the other was Chun Niang, the maid in the Zhao Mansion.

And these two people are a father and daughter who have been separated for many years.

Upon seeing him, tears rolled down his cheeks immediately. Daoji asked someone to catch the tears, and then rubbed a leg-stretching eye pill on his body.

He drank it with tears in his eyes and gave it to Mr. Zhao. He immediately felt refreshed and all his symptoms were cured.

Zhao Wenhui gave Dong Shihong one hundred taels of silver and told him to take his daughter away so that the family could be reunited as a token of his gratitude.

Then came Xie Lingqing and Daoji.

Su Beishan on the side was a good friend of Zhao Wenhui, and Dr. Li was treating his old lady at his house.

I heard that the old lady of the Zhao family was suffering from an emergency, so I invited her from his family.

At this time, it was seen that the old lady of the Zhao family had recovered, and even Mr. Zhao who was suffering from hysteria was cured.

Then he said to Lingqing and Daoji: "Two masters, my mother is also bedridden now.

Please show mercy to my two masters and let my mother take a look."

"A poor Taoist is not good at seeing a doctor, so I'd better go to a monk." Lingqing saw Daoji looking over and said with a smile.

"Then monk, let's go and have a look." Daoji followed Su Beishan to his home and cured his mother.

Lingqing also left with the money given by Zhao Wenhui and returned to Sanqing Temple.

I happened to meet Liu Laodao who was retrieved by Mingyue.

When Liu Laodao heard that his illness was cured, he couldn't help but regret it.

I went out for a gamble and not only missed a deal, I also lost money and mortgaged my brand new robes.

But when he saw that Lingqing paid for Qingfeng to buy wine and meat for him, he simply forgot about it.

I got drunk and went back to the abbot to sleep.

Lingqing looked at him and shook his head with a smile.

Although he is not of high moral character and is greedy for drinking, gambling and money, his character is quite good.

He won't feel jealous because he sees other people's opinions, and at the same time, even if he loses cleanly, he won't forget to leave food rations for Qingfeng and others.

Although there is no great good, there is also no great evil.
Chapter completed!