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Volume Six: Guan Feng Yun Lu Chapter Thirteen: Xuan'er is seriously ill

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    Chapter Thirteen Xuan'er is seriously ill

    The ancient temple was dark and quiet. Even if there were ghosts, no third person should appear.  Hu Xiaotian looked at the uninvited guest, not wanting to reveal the secret of his clairvoyance, and shouted: "Who is there? Come out!"

    The man stared at Hu Xiaotian coldly and strode closer. He was suddenly startled and asked curiously: "Bookworm, why is it you again?" But seeing that the top of his head was smooth, his face was full of flesh, and only half of the cassock he was wearing was left.  Both arms were tightly wrapped with strips of cloth, revealing specks of blood. It was the Bu-Kill monk who had just fought a bloody battle with the Baiyun Sect in the middle of the night.

    Hu Xiaotian pretended to be shocked and said: "Hey, it turns out to be Master Bu Sha! I thought it was a bandit, and I broke out in a cold sweat."

    The monk Bu Sha asked doubtfully: "This Fuquan Temple has been abandoned for many years, and the incense has been cut off. Why are you, a scholar, running into the temple in the middle of the night?"

    Hu Xiaotian asked curiously: "How does Master know the name of this temple?"

    The monk Bu Sha said: "The Sa family practiced here thirty years ago, so they naturally know the name of the temple. What's so strange about it?"

    Hu Xiaotian's heart moved slightly, thinking of Monk Bumu's illustrious reputation, and a ridiculous thought suddenly jumped into his mind. Could it be that Monk Bumu was motivated by wealth, robbed the gold and silver magic weapons in the secret room, and set fire to Fuquan Temple.  ?  Inferring from this, Monk Fu must be aware of the existence of the secret room. Could it be that he also wants to hide in the secret room to heal his wounds?  He sighed and said: "To be honest, Master, Xiaosheng's surname is Hu, and he, his wife, brothers and others returned to his hometown to visit relatives. Unexpectedly, when passing through this place, they were robbed by strong men. Not only the carriage and property were lost, but also his brothers and family were separated. Xiaosheng and his wife  I ran away in a hurry and accidentally entered an ancient temple. I happened to find a secret room, so I hid in it. After the robbers dispersed, I sneaked out of the secret room to find some food to satisfy my hunger. I see, Master, your monk's clothes are stained with blood, and you have nothing to wear.  , could it be that we also encountered robbers?"

    The monk Bu Sha said in a deep voice: "Where is the secret room you discovered?"

    Hu Xiaotian said calmly: "It's in the wall behind the Buddha statue. There are only a few scriptures left in the secret room, and there is nothing valuable. It is an ideal place to hide and avoid enemies."

    Monk Busha lowered his eyes and landed on the pile of yam and yellow essence. He couldn't help but swallowed and asked in a rough voice: "Did you dig these things in the mountain?"

    Hu Xiaotian nodded and said: "Perhaps it is the blessing of the Bodhisattva. Xiaosheng's haphazard search was quite fruitful. But I just heard shouting and fighting at the bottom of the mountain, and I saw someone lighting a torch and heading north. Such murders and fights  , Xiaosheng avoided it for fear of not being able to get close to pry. Master, could that fight have something to do with you?"

    The old monk Busha blushed slightly and said angrily: "You talk too much! How can you pry into the affairs of the Sa family? Bookworm, go and call your mother-in-law. The Sa family wants to use the secret room to heal the wounds. Haha, when the Sa family opens the injured meridians, they will call  Yuwen, son, die!" As one of the few masters in the world, he was hunted down by a group of juniors for his life. He was extremely embarrassed and did not want to say anything in front of others.

    Hu Xiaotian smiled secretly in his heart and said: "Master's healing is important, we husband and wife should stay out of the way." After saying that, he put the yam, Huangjing and other things into his arms, and suddenly noticed the look in Monk Busha's eyes. With a thought, he brought nearly half of the food to Monk Busha.  , smiled and said: "Master, when we meet, we are destined. The mere things in the mountains and wilds can be regarded as a little bit of Xiaosheng's filial piety to the Buddha."

    Monk Busha fought hard day and night, and was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, but he was embarrassed to speak due to his status and reputation. Seeing that Hu Xiaotian was so informed and willing to offer it, he grinned, grabbed it, and started to chew it hungrily.  While eating, he said: "Nerd, you are pretty good."

    Hu Xiaotian apologized and returned to the secret room.  When he pushed open the stone door, Li Xuan'er, who was looking forward to it, said happily: "You're back! I was worried about what accident happened to you." Hu Xiaotian was stunned for a moment when he heard that her tone was sincere but not hypocritical, and said softly: "Are you really worried about me?  ?" Li Xuan'er immediately regretted it and said calmly: "I was worried that you would be killed by evil people, causing me to miss dinner. Hey, did you find anything to eat this time when you went out?" Hu Xiaotian laughed it off and took the time to kill him.  The monk's purpose was revealed.  Li Xuan'er was concerned about the reputation of not killing the monk, so he had to pinch his nose and agree to pretend to be Hu Xiaotian's wife and get through it first.

    To nip it in the bud, Li Xuan'er tore off a corner of his clothes to cover his face, held Hu Xiaotian's sleeves, and walked out of the secret room in a slim voice.  Seeing their intimate behavior, Monk Busha lost most of his suspicion. He laughed and said: "Bookworm, your wife has a slim figure and a waist as thin as a willow. She is one of the most beautiful women, right?" Hu Xiaotian said: "What the hell. Bitch.  I'm so plain-looking that I'm really ashamed to meet people." Monk Busha squinted at him and said, "The Sa family has a pair of discerning eyes to see countless women, can't they tell the difference between beauty and ugliness? Fortunately, your wife covered her face, otherwise the Sa family would have a sudden sexual desire.  I'm afraid that her chastity will be destroyed on the spot." Hu Xiaotian couldn't laugh or cry, this fair-weather monk really dared to say anything!  He shook his head and said: "FuquanThe temple is a place for Buddhist practice. If the master speaks lies, aren't you afraid of being blamed by the Buddha?  Monk Bumu grinned and said nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of?"  Thirty years ago, the Sa family destroyed the Buddha and burned the temple. If the Buddha had a spirit, he would have saved me and gone to the Paradise of Paradise!  "

    Li Xuan'er was so embarrassed and angry when he heard this, but he was also afraid that Monk Busha would reveal his true appearance, so he gently tugged on Hu Xiaotian's sleeve.  Hu Xiaotian understood in his heart and said: "Master, it's late at night and there are few people. Please allow us to leave temporarily and stay overnight in the adjacent monk's room." Monk Busha said seriously: "Bookworm, when the Sa family is doing exercises to heal injuries, you and others must not go near the secret room.  . Once you disturb me, don't blame the Sa family for killing you." Hu Xiaotian only said yes and pulled Li Xuan'er away.

    Most of the houses in Fuquan Temple were destroyed, but there are still two or three monks' rooms on the west side that can barely be occupied.  Since the two of them were pretending to be a couple, they just chose a monk's room, cleaned it, spread it with dry grass and dead branches, and slept in separate corners.  It was night when Li Xuan'er was lying in her clothes, listening to the slight snoring coming from the other side of the room, her cheeks were hot and her heart was up and down.  This was the first time in her life that she had slept in the same room with a man. Although people in the world were quick to follow authority and did not have so many etiquette and rules, the strange feeling filled her heart and made her unable to sleep for a long time.

    The cold wind howled at night, and cold wind poured in from time to time through the broken doors and windows, making the room as cold as an ice cave.  Hu Xiaotian had too much yang energy in his body, and he had practiced martial arts on the top of a snow mountain for several years, so he was naturally not afraid of the cold and felt at peace with it.  He slept until dawn, turned over and sat up, and in a blink of an eye he saw Li Xuan'er still sleeping facing the wall, so he walked out of the monk's room quietly, fetched water from the well, washed his face and rinsed his mouth.  At this time, dawn breaks in the east, and a red sun breaks through the clouds and slowly rises into the sky. The red glow illuminates the ancient temple in the forest, making people feel calm and refreshed.  It's a pity that the ancient bells in the temple did not ring, and there were no groups of monks chanting sutras, making it less solemn and solemn.

    With last night¡¯s experience in mind, Hu Xiaotian went to dig up a bunch of yam and Huangjing. After washing it, he happily returned to the monk¡¯s room.  After entering the door, he found Li Xuan'er still lying motionless on the withered grass. He couldn't help feeling a little strange and called softly: "Miss Li, Miss Li, wake up!"

    Li Xuan'er moved her fingers with difficulty and made a low moan.

    Hu Xiaotian hurriedly put down the things in his hands, walked over and touched Li Xuan'er's forehead. It was frighteningly hot.  It turned out that Li Xuan'er was seriously injured and weak, and he was uneasy last night. As a result, wind evil entered his body, cold air invaded his bones, and he actually developed a high fever.  In just the middle of the night, her cheeks were sunken and her lips were chapped. She was a far cry from her reputation as a soul-catching witch, and was as pitiful as the girl next door.  Hu Xiaotian secretly blamed himself and regretted it. Li Xuan'er was already seriously injured, and she didn't have any blankets to keep her warm. If she had been more diligent and sealed the holes in the doors and windows, she would not be as seriously ill as she was.  The top priority was to seek medical attention, otherwise she would suffer from internal cold, wind and cold at the same time, and she would be close to death.  Immediately, he took off his coat and wrapped Li Xuan'er tightly, fed her some water, carried her on his back and walked out.

    Monk Bu Kill just finished his performance and just came out of the secret room. He met Hu Xiaotian who was walking in a hurry and said in surprise: "Bookworm, where are you going?"

    Hu Xiaotian paused and said: "To be honest with you, Master, my wife is weak in constitution. She was frightened again yesterday and suddenly fell ill. The situation is very critical. I want to see a doctor immediately for help, so I say goodbye to Master."

    Monk Busha frowned and said, "The nearest town is more than thirty miles away. If you are traveling on your own feet, I'm afraid your mother-in-law will have an emergency and die before you can find a doctor."

    Hu Xiaotian's heart became increasingly heavy and he said: "I can't just sit back and watch her die in the temple, right? Even though the chance is slim, I will try my best and do my best to ensure my destiny. Master, which direction is the town you mentioned?"  "

    Monk Busha raised his hand and touched his bare forehead, and suddenly said: "Sajia ate your food last night, and I owe you a favor, so just let me give you a ride."

    Hu Xiaotian couldn¡¯t believe his ears. Could it be that the sun was coming out from the west?  A monk who doesn't kill can actually have a compassionate heart?  He hesitated and said: "Master, does your injury not cause any problems?"

    Monk Busha clapped his chest and said proudly: "Sajia has refined Buddhist magical powers, copper skin and iron bones, so minor injuries are not a problem. After a night of physical exercise and breathing adjustment, the meridians of Sajia's left arm have been completely healed. Even if  If you meet General Zeng again, you can fight. Anyway, the Sa family has to leave this ruined temple, so sending you two to the town along the way is just a piece of cake."

    Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but ask: "Who is General Zeng? Is his martial arts much better than the master?"

    The muscles on Monk Busha's face twitched, and he said in a low voice: "Zeng Shenjiang is the top master of the Qinglong Society. His internal strength is slightly better than mine, but his martial arts may not be better than mine. He, like Yuwen Xiao'er, relies on the strength of many people.  If the superiority of the crowd hurts me, I can't be considered a hero. If he fights alone, the Sa family will never be afraid of him."

    Hu Xiaotian suddenly remembered something and pretended to be curious: "I wonder who is better compared with General Zeng and Madman Yin who broke into the valley that day?"

    ? ?The killing monk sighed: "That madman Yin challenged hundreds of underworld heroes with one person. He was not afraid of life and death, did not know pain, and fought in and out wantonly. He was no longer a human being, but the Shura God of Killing sent by King Yama! I would rather  After fighting Zeng Xiangjie ten times, I don¡¯t want to meet Crazy Yin anymore. Hey, nerd, why do you suddenly care about the affairs of the world? Can you save your mother-in-law? "

    Hu Xiaotian said hurriedly: "Save, of course we must save! Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. We, husband and wife, will definitely remember the Master's life-saving grace and will never forget it."

    Monk Busha said: "The Sa family saw that you are very friendly and hurt the camel demon for me, so I helped you. I don't care whether you are grateful or not." He grabbed Hu Xiaotian's shoulder with one hand and said in a deep voice: "Be careful  Come on! If you feel uncomfortable, just close your eyes." The soles of his feet paused, and he soared into the sky like a giant eagle, flying over the courtyard wall.

    A few miles to the east, the mountains have disappeared, and farmland and villages have begun to appear.  Monk Busha broke into the farmer's house honestly and unceremoniously, grabbed something and ate it. He also grabbed a sheepskin cotton-padded jacket and wrapped it in Li Xuan'er to protect him from the cold wind on the way.  Going all the way east, Monk Bu Kill used his lightness skills to fly away without any fear of shocking the world. He arrived at the edge of the town in about half an hour.

    Suddenly, a loud sound broke through the air, and a stone flew out of the nearby woods and shot the running monk from the side.  Even though he was suddenly attacked, Monk Busha still reacted very quickly. He waved his palm and swept the flying rocks aside. He stopped and cursed: "Who is this blind thing who plotted against your grandfather?"

    Hu Xiaotian was worried, could it be that Yu Wenzheng led his people to ambush here?

    This forest occupies a very large area, and the trees are so densely packed next to each other that it is difficult to see how many people are lurking in the forest.  I only heard a low and hoarse voice saying: "The sky is clear and the sun is bright, and everyone is watching. It's inappropriate for you to use Qinggong to rush on your way and disturb the people. Please proceed with caution."

    Monk Bu Kill was used to being arrogant and domineering. How could he listen to this unpleasant advice? He said angrily: "Sajia has been in the world for decades, when will it be your turn to teach me a lesson? What a dog meddling in other people's business! Get out of Sajia!"

    The man said calmly: "I don't want to cause trouble and hurt others, so just go away."

    Monk Busha was furious. He immediately let go of Hu Xiaotian, opened a path with his fists and rushed straight into the forest, shouting: "You guy who is pretending to be a ghost, do you think the Sa family is scared?" Before he finished speaking, the dead leaves flew, and a  The fierce wind-generating sword energy was as powerful as a flying dragon, stabbing towards him.  The non-killing monk yelled and blocked with both fists, blocking the incoming force of the invisible sword energy. The wind of the fist collided with the sword energy, causing the ground to shake and the mountains to break for a moment.  Unexpectedly, with his ability not to kill the monk, he could not withstand the attack of the sword energy. No matter how he moved and jumped, he was still forced to retreat step by step and exited the woods unknowingly.

    Hu Xiaotian looked at the sword energy from a distance and saw that it was changing as expected. He couldn't help but gasp. This man's swordsmanship was extremely proficient and reached the pinnacle. Which sect's master appeared in the world?

    The sword energy suddenly retreated, and the dead leaves slowly fell from the sky.

    The monk who was not going to kill him calmed down, and suddenly found that he had retreated to his original position, no more than one step, his face turned red immediately, and his orifices were full of smoke.  Before he could face his opponent, he was forced to retreat without any suspense. It was truly a shame and humiliation that he had never encountered in his life.  Monk Bu-Kill Niu lost his temper, opened his mouth to shout, and summoned all his strength to rush into the forest again.

    The man sighed softly: "Why is this necessary?"

    Suddenly, the sword energy soared into the sky, making a chirping sound. Whenever the flying dead leaves were stabbed by the sword energy, they would be perforated or torn, and the power was even greater than before.  The monk who did not kill him only persisted for half a quarter of an hour before he fell back out of the forest in a state of embarrassment. At some point, there were seven or eight sword holes in his body.

    Hu Xiaotian was dumbfounded. The top ten masters of the underworld were actually being teased like a child, unable to resist?  !  Isn't this man's swordsmanship unparalleled in the world?

    ????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of frustration and fear at the same time, knowing that my martial arts skills are far inferior to that of the other party, and if I continue to entangle with him, I will only be asking for trouble.  The so-called hero does not suffer immediate losses, and he who knows the current affairs is a hero.  At that moment, he cupped his fists and said, "Sa Jia is a non-killing monk on the Guanzhong Road. How dare you ask your friend his name? The humiliation today will be repaid in the future!"

    The man's voice suddenly turned cold and he said: "You won't kill the monk, right? He has a good reputation and has done all kinds of evil things. If you, the evil monk, keep nagging, don't blame me for drawing my sword to kill people and eliminate harm for the people." As soon as the words came out, the world changed.  The killing makes people feel more desperate than the sword energy.

    If you do n¡¯t kill the monk, you do n¡¯t kill your chest.  Facing such a powerful person, confronting him head-on is undoubtedly the stupidest move. As for those self-deceiving words, it's better not to say more.  Monk Busha lowered his head knowingly, grabbed Hu Xiaotian and left.

    The two of them walked to the entrance of the town, but the monk left without killing him angrily.  The town is small, with two streets, and all the shops, hotels, and pawnshops are clearly visible.  There is only one medical clinic in the town, named"Ji Shi Tang", the doctor's surname was Ma, and there was a couplet on the door that read "Ji Shi Tang, save people, rejuvenate with wonderful hands". Hu Xiaotian hurried into the hall and shouted: "Doctor, my wife is dying, please help me!"  Doctor Ma, who was in his forties and fat and well-fed, glanced at Hu Xiaotian lightly and said, "How is it appropriate to yell in a medical clinic?"  Didn't your adults teach you etiquette?  Hu Xiaotian said hurriedly: "Because my wife is seriously ill, I lost my temper temporarily. I hope the doctor will forgive me."  Doctor Ma's expression softened slightly and he asked, "Are you a scholar?"  Hu Xiaotian said: "Exactly."  Doctor Ma nodded and motioned for him to put Li Xuan'er down, then stretched out his fingers to touch Li Xuan'er's wrist veins, frowned, and said slowly: "Your wife's body has been exposed to cold, and her qi and blood have been greatly depleted. Her condition is extremely serious.  If he had come a moment later, there would have been no hope.  But luckily you met me." He raised a finger and continued: "Master, please pay the foot consultation fee first, so that I can prescribe medicine.  "

    Hu Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, and then became furious. How could a doctor not treat the disease and save the patient, but instead ask for consultation fees?  If Li Xuan'er's life hadn't been hanging by a thread, I would have punched him in all colors!  Gritting his teeth, he said: "How much is the consultation fee? One tael of silver?" Doctor Ma shook his head and said word by word: "One hundred taels!" Hu Xiaotian lost his voice and said: "One hundred taels? Are you a doctor or a robber?" Doctor Ma's expression changed.  He said unhappily: "To save your wife's life, we need to use century-old ginseng and several precious medicinal materials to make medicine. There is only one century-old ginseng in our store, which is very precious. Do you want to save it or not?"

    Hu Xiaotian groped all over his body, but he didn't even have half a tael of silver.  In desperation, he reached into Li Xuan'er's arms and found only more than twenty taels of broken silver and a few golden beans, which was far from enough to pay for the consultation fee.

    Doctor Ma¡¯s face became even more ugly, and he said coldly: ¡°Since you don¡¯t have money for medical treatment, please take the patient away and don¡¯t die in my hospital.¡±

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