The heavy snow that had been falling for most of the day was getting lighter and lighter, and it seemed that it would stop in half an hour, but the cold wind was still fierce.
When Zheng Gui saw Yilin's little face turned red from the cold and her robes covered with snowflakes, he couldn't help but feel pity for her. He moved his sleeves vigorously, and a soft wind blew away the snowflakes on Yilin's body.
"Xiao Yilin, what are you doing with this little squirrel?"
Yilin hurriedly held the stiff little squirrel in her hand to Zheng Gui and said: "Uncle Master, this little squirrel I picked up under the tree when I came here is about to freeze to death. Please save it quickly!"
Hearing this, Zheng Gui reached out to pick up the squirrel and carefully observed that there were no external injuries on its body. However, its body was slightly stiff and its hair was sticky. It seemed that it had been dead for a long time.
Zheng Gui was about to say that the squirrel was already dead and could just be buried, but when he opened his mouth and saw Yilin's face filled with hope, he sighed softly and said, "I'll give it a try."
As he spoke, Zheng Gui breathed a little bit of Qi into the squirrel through the palm of his hand, and then gently pressed the squirrel's chest with his thumb for a dozen times.
Zheng Gui knew that some small animals would appear to be in a state of suspended animation when faced with a sudden drop in temperature. He also wanted to test whether this squirrel was suspended animation, or whether it had just died.
Hengshan Sect’s Zhenqi has a yang attribute, and its Zhenqi is very weak and delicate, so it has always been the best among the Five Mountains Sword School in healing wounds.
Zheng Gui also wanted to test his own internal strength and see if he could save this little squirrel. Even if he could only save it for a moment, it would mean that his internal strength cultivation had reached the highest level in his sect and he had reached the top level in the martial arts world.
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With the input of Zheng Gui's Qi and constant pressure, the squirrel's body became softer and softer, and there seemed to be signs of coming back to life.
Zheng Gui felt happy and moved his hands faster. After a moment, the little squirrel's limbs suddenly moved, and then its two dull eyes turned.
Zheng Gui stopped moving and continued to slowly pump out Qi from his palm. The little squirrel's chest began to rise and fall slowly. After a while, he turned over and climbed up from Zheng Gui's palm, flicked his tail, and stared with two big eyes.
By Zheng Gui and Yi Lin.
Although the little squirrel was rescued at this time, it was very weak and unable to escape from being stuck by Zheng Gui's energy. It also seemed to realize that Zheng Gui and Yi Lin had no ill intentions, and instead licked them happily.
It raised its little paws.
Yilin has never had a pet, but what girl doesn't like furry toys or small animals? She cheered happily and clapped softly: "Uncle, you are so awesome!"
"Go ahead and play with it. Don't scratch it hard to avoid being bitten."
Zheng Gui laughed, flipped his wrist and put the little squirrel into Yilin's hand.
Yi Lin hurriedly held it with both hands and said nervously: "Since it woke up, it was you who saved it, uncle. This is the accumulation of merit. Although I am happy in my heart, I cannot keep it. If I play with it, I will
Is it a minor crime or a crime of frustration? Should I let it return to the forest?"
Zheng Gui saw that Yilin liked the little squirrel very much, but did not dare to raise it. He smiled and nodded and said: "It is a wild animal in our Hengshan Mountain. Where can a life be trapped in human hands?
Now he is in your hand. Firstly, he is destined to you, and secondly, he is still very weak. If you let him go back to the mountains now, you will cause him to die of cold and starvation in the mountains. Just let him go and go to the kitchen to get some dried fruits to feed him.
If you have the strength, you will leave..."
Yilin carefully put the squirrel into her sleeve, clasped her hands together and bowed, then turned around and went to Xiangji Kitchen.
Just after walking more than ten steps away, Yi Lin suddenly exclaimed, then turned around and ran back, bowing with a slightly blushing face: "Uncle Ding, my master ordered me to invite you to Baiyun Temple, and the head master is also here.
The two of them ask you, old man, to speak."
Zheng Gui looked at Yilin's nervous look and smiled. He knew that after she picked up the little squirrel, she concentrated on it and almost forgot about the important thing, so she was worried about punishment.
"It doesn't matter, you go and feed the little squirrel first, and then we can go back to Baiyun Temple together."
Seeing that her uncle's voice was gentle and did not reprimand her, Yilin secretly breathed a sigh of relief and walked cheerfully to Xiangji Kitchen this time.
Half an hour later, Zheng Gui and Yi Lin quickly crossed the mountain road and walked to Baiyun Nunnery one after another.
Because Zheng Gui took care of her all the way, the road back to the nunnery was much easier than before. She carefully hid the little squirrel in her sleeve and whispered: "Uncle, the head master and my master are both in the monastery.
Speak and I will take you there."
Zheng Gui smiled slightly and asked, "Has your father been here in the past two years?"
Yilin nodded and said: "He comes to see me twice a year. It's just that the two nunneries are inconvenient, so he always leaves after just one visit. He has long said that he wants to kiss you... to get to know each other well."
I think my father will have a place to stay when he comes to Hengshan in the future. Master, do you think my father can stay at Baozhu Temple when he comes again?"
Zheng Gui said with a smile: "You are my Hengshan disciple, and your father can be regarded as one of our Hengshan sect's own. When he comes again in the future, you ask him to go to Baozhu Temple to find me. You tell him that he can live in Baozhu Temple as long as he wants."
How long, the door of Baozhu Temple will always be open to him!"
Yilin looked delighted, clasped her hands and bowed. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a loud voice coming from behind: "Haha, thank you, Abbot Dingding!"
"Daddy!"
Yilin turned around in surprise and saw a fat monk staring at her with eyes as big as copper bells and looking at her kindly. It was her father who was not a monk.
Monk Bujie walked up to Yi Lin with a smile, looked at Zheng Gui with piercing eyes, and then cupped his hands and said, "We haven't seen each other for many years. Thank you, Master Ding, for taking care of my Lin'er. Monk, I owe you and the Hengshan Sect a favor."
Zheng Gui knew that Monk Bujie was a reckless hero and always spoke straightforwardly. Hearing this, he laughed and said: "Yilin is the heartthrob of my three senior sisters. The poor monk also watched her grow from a one-foot-tall baby to what she is now."
Such a beautiful Zhong Lingyuxiu, I have already regarded him as my disciple in my heart. If you don’t speak to me, senior brother, you don’t have to be so polite."
Monk Bujie laughed, stretched out his big hand to hold Zheng Gui's hand, and said in a deep voice: "In the past, I didn't recognize the true Buddha in person, I underestimated Senior Brother Ding, and I didn't get more intimate with you. Please atone for your sins.
Later, when Lin'er got older, I couldn't find her mother, so I thought about coming to Hengshan more often, and your Baozhu Temple would often come to bother me. From now on, if you have anything to do with us, just tell me, and if I don't stop, the monk will just frown.
Son of a bitch, from now on just think of me as a disciple of Hengshan!"
Monk Bujie was very grateful to the Hengshan Sect. Seeing that Zheng Gui was so cheerful and an accomplished monk, he was filled with joy. He patted his chest and expressed his intention to join the Hengshan Sect.
Zheng Gui laughed loudly and said: "It's easy to say, from now on you and I will treat each other as brothers, and my senior brother Bujie will be the supervisor of Baozhu Temple."
The thing that monk Bujie couldn't let go of the most was his precious daughter Yilin. Aiwu and Wu were already very close to the Hengshan sect. Seeing that Zheng Gui didn't treat him as an outsider, he felt warm in his heart. He just felt that they were like-minded, and he happily agreed immediately.
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"Brother Abbot, don't worry. The young monk will be able to take good care of all the disciples of our Baozhu Temple. With me here, if you ask them to go east, they will never dare to go west!"
"My dear daughter, you should practice well with the masters. I'm going to Baozhu Temple first, and I'll come see you in a few days..."
Monk Bujie bowed to Zheng Gui, then ducked away more than ten feet, and then disappeared into the mountain snow in four or five leaps.