Inquiry about immortality

Chapter 8 Settled in Qingyang Temple

"Mingyue, get two medicines for the old gentleman."

Lao Dao shouted, holding a brush in his hand, and quickly wrote the prescription on the paper.

The little Taoist hurried over, took the medicine according to the prescription, crushed it with a medicine roller, wrapped it in lotus leaves, and had to deal with other patients in the middle.

The old man stood cramped and watched the little Taoist busy. His hands trembled a little when he took the medicine wrapped in lotus leaves. He walked up to Taoist Jixin, but he stopped talking. He opened his palms and whispered: "Living god, you are merciful, the little old man is from the north and just found a place to live. The child only found a job at the ferry yesterday, and the wages will not be paid until next month, so I have only a few pennies in my hand. …”

Taoist Jingxin wrote another person's prescription, handed it to Mingyue to grab the medicine, looked up at the old man, and sighed, "Old man, these are enough for the medicine, don't worry about the consultation fee, it will not be too late to send it when the family is well-off, first. Put it on the account."

When the Taoist Jingxin recorded it in the thick account book, the old man left with a grateful face.

Qin Sang sat at the end, watching the master and apprentice busy and their minds floating. Before he knew it, the sky had darkened, and there were only two people in front of him who helped him up the mountain.

I have seen more than a dozen patients in a row, but most of them are from the north. Most of them are billed for consultation fees, and some cannot even pay for medicines.One afternoon, except for a couple who came to ask for a talisman paper to exorcise evil spirits, an old lady asked for a signature, but there was no one who offered incense. San was deeply moved.

"Little brother lift your legs up."

After the patient in front finished reading, Qin Sang walked over with a cane and lifted the injured leg according to Lao Dao's instructions.

Watching Lao Dao finish writing the prescription, instructing to take the medicine, and then recording the account, Qin Sang's heart moved slightly, and he said softly: "Daoist, I heard that there are a steady stream of people fleeing from the north, and I will seek medical treatment from you in the future. There must be more and more, there are only two people in the view, you and the little Taoist, and you have to go up the mountain to collect medicine, I am afraid that you will be too busy..."

Without saying a word, Qin Sang's Yuguang glanced at the little Taoist priest's eyes, looking at the master expectantly.

The Taoist Jixin didn't lift his head, interrupting Qin Sang, "Little brother just now saw the situation in the view, the people who come and go are poor people, the poor Taoist has the will but is powerless, can't make a few pennies a year, and can't support them. Even as a Taoist priest, you can’t afford your little brother’s monthly money.”

Little Taoist Mingyue's eyes dimmed and he pouted.

Qin Sang didn't expect Lao Dao to speak so directly, but he didn't give up so easily, and smirked: "Don't lie to Dao Master, this junior really wants to find a place to live, but unfortunately he accidentally hurt his leg and it's hard to find a way to survive. The Taoist priest was busy, so he started to think. The juniors don’t ask for monthly money, they just want to have a shelter from the wind and rain, and find something to do.”

Taoist Jixin raised his head and glanced at Qin Sang, and said with his long beard: "The little brother is in a good time, why should he stoop to the mountains and go to the ferry to find a businessman, so that he can start a family and start a business, is the right way."

Seeing that Taoist Jixin's tone was loosened, Qin Sang hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, "Dao Changmingjian, the younger generation used to read books with the master in the village for several years, and can write and draw well, and can help the Taoist master to transcribe records, grind herbs, and then follow up with him when his injuries are healed. You go up the mountain to collect medicine. If the Taoist priest doesn’t dislike it, let me try it for a month, and if I’m really unusable, it’s not too late to drive me down the mountain…”

Taoist Jixin really moved, and squinted at Qin Sang for a long time, "Forget it, I'm a poor old Taoist, and I'm not afraid of little brother trying to do something poor."

Saying that, Taoist Jingxin took the brush and pulled out a piece of yellow paper.

"Write two words and I'll see."

Qin Sang took the pen, dictated a few words, and looked at Taoist Jixin nervously.

He didn't know how to use a brush in his previous life. Fortunately, Qin Sanwa learned it, but the word was not enough. He could only say that it didn't fall apart.

However, Qin Sang also learned that this world is similar to the ancient world in the past, and there are very few people who can read, so he can be regarded as a high-level talent.

Seeing that Taoist Jixin was holding the yellow paper without saying a word, Qin Sang remedied, "The younger generation has always been fond of learning since childhood, but unfortunately there has been a change in the family, and I have only read books for a few years. ."

"It's okay."

The Taoist Jingxin nodded, "The Taoist temple is full of Taoist scriptures and medical classics. If the little brother is interested, he can read the scriptures with Mingyue at night. Also, the conditions in the Taoist temple are simple, and the food is not very oily. Can the little brother endure it?"

"You can call me Qin Sang, Taoist priest," Qin Sang said quickly, "I also came from a poor family and can endure hardship. You can rest assured that I will abide by the rules and regulations and will not cause you any trouble."

Jixin Taoist shook his head, "You have never been a monk, so you don't need to be too restrained. There is only one thing, you can't bring women into the wild world. Outside the Taoist temple, the poor Taoist will not be bound by you, but if you are wrong, you will cause trouble. It also has nothing to do with Pindao. At this time, there is something to say, don't blame Pindao for being ruthless in the future."

When he was finally taken in, Qin Sang did not refuse, "Follow the instructions of the Taoist priest."

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"Young Master Qin, there are several houses here that no one lives in. You can choose one. I'll cook first, and I'll bring you the quilt and robe at night."

Qin Sang was kept, and Taoist Jixin was exempted from the consultation fee, so Mingyue took Qin Sang to the back to choose a place to live. The bedding and robes were given away, and they would eat with them in the future, and Mingyue was responsible for it.

"Junior Brother Mingyue, we both work under the Taoist priest. I'm a few years older than you, so you can call me a brother. It's too different to be called a son."

Qin Sang pulled Mingyue close to him, "I'll help you make a fire in a while. You can introduce me first. Where do you and the Taoist priest live?"

Mingyue lives with Laodao, and has never had any friends. Suddenly, a guy who calls himself a senior brother came, and he felt close. He pointed at a room with a smile, and said crisply: "Senior brother, I live there with my master!"

Qin Sang followed along and saw that Mingyue was referring to the row of houses behind the Qingyang Palace.

The entire Qingyang Temple has four entrances. There are three rows of houses behind the Qingyang Temple. There are six rooms in one row. There is a stone step path in the middle leading to the end of the Taoist Temple, with three rooms on each side.

The houses are all made of stone, the frame is intact, only the roof is badly damaged.

The Taoist Jixin and Mingyue lived in the three rooms on the left in the first row.

Mingyue pointed to the other three rooms and said, "These houses have beds made of bamboo. If there are laymen staying overnight, or the patients are too late to go down the mountain, they can live here. Sometimes patients don't need money, and laypeople pay a penny a night, regardless of meals."

Qin Sang followed Mingyue and listened to his introduction.

When he came to the last row of houses, Qin Sang suddenly heard the sound of gurgling water and walked up. There was no back wall in Qingyang Temple, and finally there was a large bamboo forest. In the depths of the bamboo forest, there was a spring flowing down from the top of the mountain, forming a small stream running through the forest. However, the spring water ding dong, birds and insects chirping, the environment is very quiet.

Qin Sang fell in love at first sight.

(End of this chapter)