Xiaosi said: "Master Qingxiu, the situation is urgent, and I have nothing to do. This place is a hundred miles away from my villa. Back then, Brother Lu's blood should have been drained long ago! Please save him quickly!"
Priest Qing Xiu walked out of the hall with an extremely cold expression. He looked at Lu Qinglin and turned back to the room: "This man's injury is not serious, but his abdomen was pierced by a knife. Applying some gold wound medicine will stop it."
Live in blood. There is a Huayan Temple ten miles away from here. The monks there are very skilled in medicine. Go there and have a look!"
Xiaosi asked anxiously: "Priest Qing Xiu, why are you so unkind? Brother Lu is also a Han, and we are all Han, why don't you lend a helping hand?"
The Qing monk walked into the house without looking back, lowered the curtain and said solemnly: "It's true that we are both Han. But he is a courtier of the Song Dynasty, and I don't want to save him!"
Xiao Si wondered: "Why can't the courtiers of the Song Dynasty be saved? I'm already here, how can I go there again? After all this going back and forth, I'm afraid Brother Lu's life will be at risk!"
Priest Qingxiu was silent in the house. It seemed that he had gone far away. Yan Feixue saw her mother suddenly changed her face. She didn't go into the house by herself, nor did she stay here with Xiaosi. She was quite embarrassed for a while. She paused for a while.
, Cai Qiang smiled and said: "Xiaosi, don't be offended, my mother sometimes has a bad temper, but she is still very kind!"
At this time, the voice of Abbot Qingxiu came from the hall again: "Feixue, you come in, how is it appropriate for a girl to talk to a young man in private?"
Yan Feixue's face turned red, and she looked at Xiao Si in embarrassment. She was at a loss for the moment. Xiao Si thought that when she got here, Master Qingxiu would be able to cure Lu Qinglin immediately, but she didn't expect that she, an old nun, would have such a bad temper.
Weird, even though he is a Han, he stood by and watched because Lu Qinglin was a courtier of the Song Dynasty. It was really unreasonable. He couldn't help but said angrily: "Priest Qingxiu, you are a monk, but you are so hard-hearted and will not save me! You and I know each other.
I respect you very much, I just hope you can be compassionate and save Brother Lu once, I am very grateful!"
The Qingxiu priest said in the hall: "Xiaosi, I said, as long as you come alone, who wants you to bring others? What's wrong with my hard-hearted heart? The courtiers of the Song Dynasty make me angry just looking at them.
I have no way to save him - Feixue, come in!" At the end of his words, his voice was irritable and sharp, already extremely angry.
Yan Feixue bit her lips tightly, looked at Xiao Si, and whispered: "You should leave quickly and go to Huayan Temple ten miles away. There is Huayan Buddhist Sect. The monks inside are very friendly and will definitely save you.
friend's!"
At this time, Lu Qinglin moved on Xiaosi's back and said in a low voice: "Xiaosi, since they don't want to save me, why bother? Take me away from here, as far away as possible! Life and death are determined by fate, I don't force it, just
I don’t want to grovel to others!”
Xiaosi sighed helplessly, and was about to turn around and leave in a cone, when he saw the curtain in the lobby suddenly lifted again, and Priest Qingxiu appeared at the door, looking at Lu Qinglin indifferently, and sneered: "Young man, you are quite good.
You have some backbone! Now your meridians are seriously injured and your bleeding is not stopping. How long can you last?"
Xiaosi glared at Priest Qingxiu angrily and shouted: "I respect you as Feixue's mother, so I have always been respectful to you! But what you did today is really disgusting!"
Priest Qingxiu's face suddenly darkened, and he said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, you little boy, how dare you talk to me like this! Then just wait until your brother Lu bleeds to death."
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Lu Qinglin whispered to Xiaosi: "Quick, put me down and tap the acupuncture points on my body!"
Xiaosi was very unfamiliar with the acupuncture points of the human body. He put down Lu Qinglin as he was told and said blankly: "Where do you click? I have never learned it before!"
Lu Qinglin smiled: "It's okay, I can't help you, I'm telling you, just do it!"
Xiaosi nodded and said: "Okay, Brother Lu, you can tell me."
Lu Qinglin took a breath and said: "Tap the Chongmen point two inches below my navel. Xiaosi, your fingers are strong, don't use too much force, just use half force."
"Okay, I understand." Xiaosi reached out and touched Lu Qinglin's lower abdomen, found the position under the navel, and said worriedly, "Is this here?"
"Yes, don't use too much force, otherwise it will hurt me to death."
Xiao Si calmed down, stretched out two fingers, and tapped Lu Qinglin's Chongmen acupuncture point. After a moment, Lu Qinglin leaned forward, fell to the ground, let out a low cry, and immediately bit his lips. After a while,
Panting, he said: "I know you are strong, but I didn't expect your strength to be so great. I'm afraid you didn't have any strength just now, right?"
Xiao Si's heart was pounding, fearing that he would be killed if he tapped the wrong acupuncture point. Seeing that he was fine, he took a deep breath and said, "Brother Lu, I don't dare to use force for fear of hurting you. How are you?
?Is everything okay? Can the bleeding stop?"
Lu Qinglin lay on the ground and smiled sadly: "How can it be so easy? You can tap my Zhangmen and Yuanxillary points again."
"Where is this acupuncture point?"
Lu Qinglin told Xiaosi the location of the acupuncture points in detail. Xiaosi clicked on the points he pointed at, then turned Lu Qinglin's body over, and clicked on the two acupoints on the Lingtai and Zhiyang behind him, and then
Looking at the wound on his lower abdomen, it turned out that the blood flow was much slower. Lu Qinglin smiled silently and said to Xiaosi: "Yes, I will tell you this blood method in detail when I have time." Even so, he
But his face became paler and paler, he coughed a few times, and could no longer say a word.
Xiaosi hurriedly hugged him, but did not dare to shake him. He just stared at him blankly, his eyes dull and confused. Priest Qingxiu at the door sneered: "Brother Lu of yours is about to die. Although you can't
I touched a few of his acupuncture points to slow down the blood flow, but it couldn't be stopped after all. After a while, all the blood would drain out of his body and he would be dead!"
Xiaosi's eyes were burning, he stared at Priest Qing Xiu, and said sternly: "Thank you for the reminder. But don't worry, I won't watch Brother Lu die! If I can't save him, I won't live either!"
Priest Qingxiu just sneered: "Then I want to see how you save him!"
Xiaosi stopped replying, and glanced at Xiaowu next to him. His heart moved, and he opened his mouth and bit down his wrist hard. The skin and flesh split open with one bite, and blood suddenly poured out. Xiaosi did not hesitate, and bit off his wrist.
He brought it to Lu Qinglin's mouth and called softly: "Brother Lu, it's okay. You drink some water first."
At this time, Lu Qinglin was still conscious. In a daze, he felt a hot liquid pouring into his mouth. He was so hungry and thirsty that he immediately swallowed it down his throat. After a few sips, he suddenly realized that the taste was salty and slightly fishy. He opened his eyes and opened his eyes.
Looking, he found that Xiaosi was feeding blood into his mouth. His eyes immediately froze, and he was about to struggle. But Xiaosi was very strong, and he could no longer move with just a gentle push of his other hand. Xiaosi smiled slightly and signaled him
Don't move. Although Lu Qinglin couldn't move, his eyes were wide open and he was looking straight at Xiaosi, wondering what he was thinking.
After a while, the blood on the wound on the wrist gradually stagnated and flowed slowly. Xiao Si took another bite and then brought it to Lu Qinglin's mouth again. Priest Qing Xiu and Yan Feixue watched blankly as Xiao Si fed the blood to save the patient.
The man was speechless for a moment. Priest Qing's eyes wandered, he sighed, winked at Yan Feixue, turned around and entered the hall. Yan Feixue understood immediately and followed closely into the house. But
After a while, he walked out with a small medicine box, came to Xiaosi, put the box down, took out the things inside, threaded the needle and thread, winked at Xiaosi, and shouted softly: "Mother, you
Come out!"
Seeing her like this, Xiaosi immediately understood and shouted: "Master Qingxiu, my words were very offensive just now, please forgive me! I know your bodhisattva heart, so come out and treat my elder brother! Wait until he recovers.
I'm chopping wood and boiling water in your temple!"
The cotton curtain was lifted, and Master Qingxiu appeared at the door again. His face was still cold, but this time he was wearing a pair of white gloves as thin as Chanjuan. He walked over and said indifferently: "You are too stubborn, I don't want to see him die."
Here! Go away and boil a large basin of water now!"
When Xiaosi saw that she was finally willing to take action, knowing that Lu Qinglin's life was safe, he immediately jumped up and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "No problem, I'll boil the water right away, and I'll cook dinner too!"
Priest Qingxiu snorted coldly, squatted down and looked at the wound on Lu Qinglin's abdomen. He couldn't help but frown. He took a knife and scratched his wound a few times, cutting off the broken flesh and flesh, and ordered Yan Fei to
Xue took a jar of salt water and cleaned the wound. Then, holding a silver needle, she pressed the wound under his abdomen and carefully sewed it up with mulberry thread.
Lu Qinglin closed his eyes tightly and said nothing. The needle and thread penetrated the skin and the pain was abnormal. However, he was extremely stubborn. He just saw that Master Qingxiu was not speaking carefully and felt angry, so he did not say a word. Seeing how strong he was, Lu Qinglin said.
I was also deeply surprised in my heart, but there was also some vague praise mixed in with it.
Seeing this scene, Xiaosi's heart finally fell to the ground. He immediately found a bucket, asked Yan Feixue, and then trotted to the creek behind the temple to fetch water.
After sewing up Lu Qinglin's wound, Priest Qing took Yan Feixue into the back hall. Xiaosi found a clean room in the wing for Lu Qinglin to stay in, and then prepared meals and sent them to Priest Qing and the other two.
, Yan Feixue saw that he was so diligent, she hid her mouth and snickered, and said quietly: "I can't believe that you can also cook?"
Xiaosi smiled and said: "Of course, but there is nothing in your temple, only millet and cabbage, which is too monotonous. The lamb leg I roast is the most delicious! I will roast it for you when I have time!"
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Yan Feixue hurriedly hissed and said: "My mother and I are vegetarians, how can we eat lamb legs? Don't let my mother hear this, otherwise she will scold you again!"
Xiaosi stuck out her tongue and said: "Your mother is really like that! She is a vegetarian and she wants you to eat with her. You are not a Taoist nun!"
Yan Feixue said: "It's nothing, the millet and cabbage are also delicious!"
But Xiaosi said: "It's not delicious! The lamb leg is delicious. I'll bake one for you to try when I have time. It will be delicious!"
Just as Yan Feixue was about to speak, Priest Qing Xiu from inside the room said, "Feixue, what are you doing? Come in quickly!"
Yan Feixue said oh, took the millet and cabbage from Xiaosi's hand, and turned around and entered the house. Just as Xiaosi was about to turn around and leave, she heard the Priest Qing Xiu inside the room say: "Xiaosi, your friend is fine now.
, my Xianling Temple has never welcomed outsiders, and today is an exception. After your friend recovers a little in two days, you can take him back."
Xiaosi stopped and thought to himself: This Taoist Master Qingxiu is still so stubborn and unreasonable, but he can't say much. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll note it down."
Returning to the side room, he saw Lu Qinglin lying on the bed, breathing evenly, and his face gradually turned a little red. He filled some millet porridge and fed it to Lu Qinglin.
That night, the two of them slept here. Xiao Si lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep for a long time, thinking in his mind who was the person who kidnapped and killed Lu Qinglin. If Yelu Xiyin was dead and his old troops were huddled in Zuzhou, could it be these people?
What? But why did they want to kill Brother Lu? How did they know that he was returning to Song Dynasty today and knew the route clearly?
He turned around and looked at Lu Qinglin, and saw that his chest was rising and falling, and he was already fast asleep. The moon came in from the window, as white as frost. Suddenly he thought of New Year's Eve, when he was captured and thrown into the room of his young master Han Derang.
Who is that person? Who is the man in black who plotted against himself and his ally Xiao Chuo in the cave in the Temple of the First Ancestor? I felt dizzy thinking about it for a moment, but I couldn't figure it out, it was just hazy.
I felt like there was an invisible net surrounding me, enveloping me and pulling me to unknown distances.