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- Chapter 32 Please again
As soon as Ma Chunhua finished speaking, Gu Prajna bowed deeply and thanked her, turned around and left. Yin Zhongxiang nodded to Ma Chunhua and followed.
Although Zenyuan Temple is at the foot of the mountain, it is not far away for those who are good at lightness skills. After a while, footsteps sounded, and several people came closer with light feet.
" Two thick bamboo poles were made into sliding poles. There was a person sitting on them. He was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. He was very handsome, but his face was gray, his eyes were dull, and he was lifeless.
The two people carrying the sliding poles are actually two monks in yellow clothes. They have three ordination scars on their heads. They are monks who have completed the ordination. They have ordinary faces, sharp eyes, and full expressions. You can tell at a glance that they are martial arts practitioners.
Gu Prajna and Yin Zhongxiang followed closely and came to Ma Chunhua.
Ma Chunhua stood at the mountain pass, a gust of wind blew, her moon-white Taoist robe fluttered, as if she wanted to ride the wind back home, her grace was like an immortal.
Putting down the sliding rod, Ma Chunhua took a step forward and took a look at the young man. She reached out to grasp his veins and closed her bright eyes, remaining still.
The young man slowly raised his head, his dull eyes slowly turned around, and his eyes focused on Ma Chunhua's face, which suddenly lit up and gradually gained a bit of energy.
Ma Chunhua¡¯s facial features are exquisite, and her face exudes a soft gleaming light, like a piece of mutton-fat white jade, so delicate and gleaming white that once you take one look at it, you can¡¯t help but look at it again, and you can¡¯t pull your eyes out.
With eyebrows like distant daisies and eyes like autumn water, the young man was shocked. After his mind went blank, he sighed in his heart that the accuracy of the ancients' words was truly amazing.
Ma Chunhua didn't care about being stared at by him. She concentrated on her feelings and used the technique of inner vision to see what was going on inside his body.
After a stick of incense was passed, several more people arrived, four martial arts masters, two middle-aged people, one man and one woman who were not good at martial arts.
The man has a Chinese-character face, and he is not angry but he is powerful. The woman is graceful and beautiful. When I see her, I feel pity for her and I cling to the man.
The ancient Prajna fingers in front of the lips, signaled Mo to speak, they nodded to understand, standing quietly, looking at Ma Chunhua and youth concerns concerned.
Ma Chunhua opened her bright eyes, put down the young man's hand, shook her head, her eyebrows were furrowed, and her expression was heavy.
The young man laughed at himself: "It's still hopeless, right? It doesn't matter, I've given up!"
The middle-aged man clasped his fists and asked in a deep voice: "Girl, can my son be saved?"
Ma Chunhua glanced at him, then at the beautiful middle-aged woman, shook her head and said, "I can't save him, I can only ask the master."
"Where is your respected master?!" the middle-aged man asked hurriedly.
Ma Chunhua shook her head and sighed: "Just follow me!"
"Mr. Sun, let's go!" Seeing his hesitation, Gu Prajna urged him.
A group of people came to Guanlan Temple. They looked up and looked at it. From the outside, this Taoist temple looked ordinary, no different from ordinary Taoist temples.
After looking around, they followed Ma Chunhua in and found that there was a different world, with the fragrance of flowers everywhere and the pleasant air, refreshing.
Ma Chunhua took them to a quiet room: "Everyone, please rest in the room for a while. I will go and invite the master."
After saying that, he turned around and left. Er, the sound of a jade rock sounded, clearer and melodious, curling endlessly, like a spiritual swallow flying gracefully.
Gu Prajna and Yin Zhongxiang looked at each other. It seemed that Miss Ma was not lying. Taoist Guanlan was indeed in retreat.
After a while, Ma Chunhua knocked on the door and came in.
?? Gu Prajna hurriedly greeted him: "Miss Ma, how are you? Has the Taoist priest left the seclusion?"
The other people were even more eager and stared at her with fiery eyes.
Ma Chunhua shook her head and said: "Master is at a critical moment and cannot leave the confinement, so he ordered this little brother to be sent in."
Gu Prajna looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Mr. Sun, you make the decision!"
Mr. Sun pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "Okay, let Zhao'er go in!"
"Sir, you are wise!" Gu Prajna said hurriedly, fearing that Mr. Sun would not agree and ruin the hope of survival.
"He will be confused if he cares, but if there is a glimmer of hope, Mr. Sun's family will not give up."
"Little brother, come with me!" Ma Chunhua nodded and waved to the handsome young man, smiling lightly and being gentle and approachable.
She felt pity in her heart that such a young man, in his prime of life, was tortured by death. His pain was indescribable.
Watching the two of them disappear, everyone whispered.
Mr. Sun asked in a deep voice: "Master Gu, Master Yin, Taoist Master Guanlan, how good are his medical skills?"
?? Gu Prajna shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I don't know, I just heard that his medical skills are good, but I don't know how high they are."
Mr. Sun asked doubtfully: "Can it be compared to the elders of Zenyuan Temple?!""I only know that this Taoist master is very good at martial arts and medical skills," Gu Prajna said apologetically, "I have not personally learned from him."
¡°Alas¡ª¡ª!¡ I hope Zhao¡¯er¡¯s life is not cut off¡!¡± Mr. Sun shook his head and sighed deeply.
"Mr. Sun, don't worry, lucky people have their own destiny, and Master Sun will get well!" Gu Prajna comforted him.
Mr. Sun nodded gratefully, seeing that although he has a dry temper, he has a good heart, which is really rare.
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Suddenly footsteps sounded, Ma Chunhua came in, followed by a person, Mr. Sun's son, his face was pale, but his eyes were bright, but he looked confused.
"Zhao'er?" The beautiful middle-aged woman rushed towards him, took his hand, looked up and down, and asked urgently: "Zhao'er, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Ma Chunhua glanced at her, looking unhappy.
The handsome young man looked confused, and slowly gathered his thoughts: "Mom, the Taoist priest said that I am already well, and I have found my little fortune teller."
"Okay?!" the middle-aged beautiful woman blurted out, her bright eyes widened, and she turned to Ma Chunhua with a look of inquiry.
"Yes, my little brother's illness has gone away." Ma Chunhua nodded, and said with a bit of reluctance: "But a body that has been ill for a long time needs to be recuperated slowly, and you can't rush for success."
The beautiful middle-aged woman obviously did not trust her master, which made Ma Chunhua extremely angry, but she just suppressed it and did not have an attack.
Seeing everyone's surprise and suspicion, she hummed and said, "You guys go down the mountain and look for the old monk in the temple."
After saying that, he served tea to see the guests off without any courtesy.
"Everyone walked out of Guanlan Temple in a daze. It was still hard to believe that the difficult disease that had been helpless after countless famous doctors were cured could be easily cured.
They came to Zenyuan Temple, met the elders of the temple, and asked to see it again.
The elders in the temple were curious after hearing the ancient Prajna's report, so they investigated again. The result was very surprising. The young man's body was full of vitality, and all the gray and dead energy disappeared.
This situation is completely different from what I have seen before, as if they are two people.
Hearing this result, the three members of the Sun family were ecstatic. The muscles on their faces were distorted and they almost screamed to vent their joy.
The three of them climbed the mountain again and thanked them for their kindness.
But when they came to Guanlan Temple, they saw that the Taoist temple door was closed and there was no movement at all. They were obviously refused entry.
The three Sun family members did not force their way in. Instead, they sat under the big tree and looked at the gate of the Taoist temple, hoping to wait for Ma Chunhua to come out.
Ma Chunhua stayed behind closed doors and did not step out of the Taoist temple for three days in a row. Ma Xingkong and the others did the same, as if they were competing with the Sun family.
There are four experts in the Sun family who go down the mountain to buy food. They set up a tent at night and live in front of Guanlan Taoist Temple.
Three days later, Ma Chunhua walked out of Guanlan Taoist Temple and stood at the door, wearing a moon-white Taoist robe and looking like an immortal.
The middle-aged man stepped forward, cupped his fists and saluted: "This child's life was saved by Taoist Master Guanlan, and Sun really has nothing to repay!"
Ma Chunhua waved her hand, glanced at the pale young man, and said: "Master saves people, not for any reward you should leave quickly, don't disturb Master's cultivation!"
She pointed at the young man and said: "This little brother needs to be carefully nursed back to health. He cannot be left sleeping in the open air on the mountain."
"My great kindness is as deep as the sea. If I don't come to express my gratitude, how can I go back?" Mr. Sun said with emotion.
Ma Chunhua nodded: "Okay, it's done now, let's go down the mountain early!"
Mr. Sun responded, clasped his fists and said solemnly: "If you have any mission, please go to the capital to find me. I am Sun Fengxian, who is in charge of the Changxing Gang."
Ma Chunhua nodded and said perfunctorily: "Okay, I won't trouble you less!"
As soon as Gu Prajna and Yin Zhongxiang entered the commander's mansion, someone came to summon them, saying that the commander-in-chief had issued an urgent summons and they should come in quickly.
The two of them changed their clothes, washed off their weathered faces, and came to the hall.
Fukang'an was dressed in regular clothes and was sitting on the tiger-skin Taishi chair. His back was straight, his demeanor was calm and majestic, and he looked at the two of them calmly.
The two came forward to greet them. Fukangan waved his hand, motioning for the two to come forward, and asked in a low voice: "How's it going?"
The two of them shook their heads and looked ashamed: "We failed to meet the commander's entrustment. We were unable to see Taoist Master Guanlan. He is practicing in seclusion."
¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?¡± Fukangan snorted.
Yin Zhongxiang told what happened without revealing anything. Gu Prajna supplemented on the side, and Fukang'an occasionally asked, but it was all on point.
After they finished talking, FukanganAfter a while, he said: "So, Taoist Guanlan's medical skills are extremely profound?"
Both of them nodded, deeply agreeing.
Fukangan moved his fingers lightly on the table. After a moment, he raised his head and said, "You go again. This time, you must wait until he comes out of seclusion!"
Gu Prajna was outspoken and said: "If the commander-in-chief takes six years or ten years, will he still have to wait?"
"Yes, wait until when you are released from seclusion! Whether it is six years or ten years!" Fukangan nodded heavily. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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