Chapter 264: The doctor does not heal himself (Part 1)
"Don't think too much, it's just a dream, nothing will happen when you wake up."
Mrs. Mo Zhang got up late at night, brought a bouquet of sandalwood, and ordered Fei Yue to light it, dispelling the ominousness caused by the oiran's nightmare in the room. All the nonsense and horror turned out to be dreams. Shen Yuan didn't know whether to be grateful or what to do.
When she was young, no matter whether she escaped death and hid in a snow cave, or witnessed Mrs. Mo Zhang being beaten to a bloody state, she was not frightened to the point of having nightmares. But what happened now? She always felt an uneasy atmosphere lingering, invisible. It can't be touched, but it can't be moved away no matter what.
"Aniang...there are too many strange things. I really want to go to the Temple of Immortality, burn incense sticks, and ask for God's blessings."
Shen Yuan requested this, and Mrs. Mo Zhang agreed wholeheartedly. She was breathing heavily and did not allow this beauty's frail body to say more. She reluctantly drank a bowl of soothing soup that did not taste good. Shen Yuan lay back on the bed and tried his best not to recall the dream. What. The two maids were very energetic, lit candles, and stayed in front of the bed all night.
I seem to have heard that dreams are also omens. Lengxiang courtesans can worship ghosts and gods, but they don't quite believe in their real existence, or it is a disguised escape. They dare not admit that they are surrounded by thousands of illusory things, which are always there. He stares at all living beings in the world.
The struggle is always in vain. As long as he closes his eyes, Shen Yuan can always see the man who is chasing him. The outline becomes clearer and clearer, and the sense of familiarity rises hazily. When he reaches the most critical point, when he is about to see the truth, it suddenly stops.
Who could it be? Is it...someone around me?
This kind of speculation made her extremely scared.
As a warning from the sky, although she is not kind to others, she never easily forges a deadly feud with others. If you think carefully over the past twenty years, isn't it Guan Ying who hates her the most? Or is it the ridiculous Lu Ziqing?
But - but, no matter who he was, he was not like the one in her dream, and there was no way he could be as good at chasing her down.
The person killed by Gu Jinchuan was clearly not a human being...
The scent of sandalwood was not enough to hypnotize her, but fortunately, there was always something to say that could dispel evil spirits, which gave her some comfort. While tossing and turning, the oiran couldn't help but talk to the maid, but the three of them couldn't think of a good scene, and they went around in circles. It turned into looking at each other in confusion.
"Girl, sleep peacefully. The slaves are all here. Don't be afraid of anything." Feiyue was quick with her hands and feet. She heated Tang Pozi and stuffed it into the quilt. Feiyun knelt on the bedside and rubbed Shen Yuan's forehead. It was her night shift that day, and her eyes were already red.
The daylight came very slowly. The oiran re-combed her hair in a bun, replaced the expensive brocade, and wore a large double-breasted coat of smoky ink blue. Along the goldfish buttons were two circles of light crimson butterflies and peonies, and she wore a moon-white Baidu suit. Fairy dress. This time, except for a thin layer of toilet balm, even makeup and powder were removed. The only jewelry left on the whole body was a ring and earrings, and a few clusters of plain emerald begonia flowers were inserted in the hair.
The snow on the road has long since melted away, the horses' hooves clattering, and the wheels rolling. After listening to it for a long time, I became calm. The road up the mountain has long been familiar, maybe because the air is dry. Although the stone steps are steep, they are not stained by dew, and it can be done without any support. Steady. Walking in the mountains, Shen Yuan suddenly felt that he was receiving some kind of call, which became more urgent than ever.
Is this the guidance of God?
Standing in front of the mountain gate, looking at the high-hanging plaque, this cold beauty felt astonished, just like the shadow of a certain Sheng girl who came to Changsheng Temple for the first time and said many silly words.
The offering of incense and candles followed the usual rules, and the grand ceremony of three kowtows and three bows was performed. The northwest daughter looked at the statues of the three gods overlooking the believers in the temple, and she couldn't think of what she wanted. Peaceful year after year, and companionship day and night? She has always been I am alone and my body is drooping with disease. If there really is a god in this world, after more than ten years of praying, if it can be fulfilled, it should be effective long ago.
She once revealed Sheng Qiu Xiao, and the gods in the sky seemed noble and majestic, but in fact they were begging for incense and offerings from the human world in order to maintain their clay-embodied golden statues. It is not difficult to imagine that one day, no one in the world will believe in gods anymore. , one after another shouting that man can conquer heaven, destroy temples, abandon Dharma statues, what kind of funny scene will it be?
Shen Yuan knelt on the futon, bent down, and prayed devoutly with his eyebrows lowered. If the gods were angry because of his temporary ridicule and sent down nightmares as punishment, he would be willing to accept it. He would make sacrifices day and night to atone for his sins, but he asked the gods to appease him. Don't compare yourself to her.
"My little master is staying here. There is a gentleman named Gu who is a close friend of mine. He left home not long ago to practice cultivation here. Today I came to offer incense and to visit my friend. I would like to ask my little master to show me the way."
Shen Yuan asked a little Taoist boy. The master and servant had long been familiar with each other in Changsheng Temple, so it was not difficult. The only person in the dream who didn't want to kill her was Gu Jinchuan, but he was completely different from the one Shen Yuan knew. He was compassionate and compassionate. The look in his eyes almost made her fall. She thought, she should go see him.
Dr. Gu's residence is not big, but it is elegant, with green eaves and black tiles, red sills and white walls. You can see the white snow pagoda through the window. The flowering season has passed, but there are still snow flakes on the branches, which is a unique scene.
"Ayan? Why is it you?"
A large charcoal stove was placed under the corridor of the small courtyard, and the flames were burning brightly. He was licking the bottom of the big copper pot happily. Gu Jinchuan lowered his head and shook his fan in joy. Half of his forehead was already sweating in the cold winter. He had good ears, and the three masters and servants A man came in quietly and was captured.
"You've come just in time. You're here as a guest. Sit down and try my newly prepared silver flower tea." He was busy with his work, greeting the guests casually, not caring whether he got an answer. The Lengxiang oiran picked a stone bench and sat down, carefully After taking a closer look at this man, he soon regained a sense of familiarity.
That's right...this is Gu Jinchuan.
"Mr. Gu, you are fine."
"hiss!"
Perhaps the oiran's words were shocking. Gu Jinchuan was stunned and almost burned his hand on the edge of the pot. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and only dropped his fan. He picked it up and stared at her with wide eyes.
"Thank you, thank you so much. I thought, I ran out to practice, and there seems to be no conflict with Miss Mo Zhang... Why are the names so unfamiliar?" Two maids stepped forward to help, and Doctor Gu hurriedly thanked him, while saying to himself as if he was confused. Talk to yourself.
He was inevitably a little lost, but Shen Yuan felt more at ease, enough to confirm that he was not still in a dream. The yin-yang fish pendant was still hanging on Gu Jinchuan's body, and the oiran glanced at it without paying attention, and still shuddered.
In Taoism's pure land, nothing will happen... She forcefully comforted herself like this.
"You blame me. I suffered from a nightmare. I felt uneasy. I panicked when I saw everything, so I spoke indiscriminately. Jinchuan, don't mind."
The oiran smiled and laughed at himself, turning back and tapping his chin: "I just heard you tell me that this is the newly acquired silver flower tea? It is indeed Dr. Gu, the sage of Xinglin, who never forgets to practice medicine whenever and wherever possible." This chapter has been completed!