Onmyoji Shikigami Don't Cry

Chapter 317 Monk Zhiguang
After Xun left, Chen Beibei didn't sleep anymore. After all, he had slept for a while just now, and his energy recovered a little.

The row of armored soldiers in the distance still stood quietly, looking like a cold iron wall, giving people a feeling of indifference and danger.

Yingcao was completely asleep at this time, with a faint smile on her face all the time.

Yingcao is a very simple monster.

Moreover, she is young and lively, and Yingcao may be irritable when encountering irritating things.

However, Yingcao has always been a monster obsessed with protecting the weak, and this cannot be changed.Because, once it changes, maybe the Yingcao will not exist anymore.

Chen Beibei looked at his mobile phone, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

It was nearly an hour before the middle-aged soldier went in.

It hasn't come out for so long, it seems that things are not as smooth as expected.

But at this time, all Chen Beibei could do was wait patiently.Whether the young master can believe that Chen Beibei can heal the burn can only depend on their own thoughts.

"People are over there, Lord Zhiguang, please follow me!"

The middle-aged soldier's voice sounded, and Chen Beibei couldn't help but look over. On the right side at the end of Suzaku Avenue, there were two people walking towards him.

"Master Zhiguang..."

When the armored soldier saw the two men, he called out respectfully.

"No one around, no need to salute!"

The person who spoke came over from the passage made by the armored soldiers, speaking in a very gentle tone, like the ripples of a deep and magnificent lake, gently blown by the wind.

As the people got closer and closer, Chen Beibei finally saw clearly the appearance of the people walking by the moonlight.

It was an elderly monk.

Wearing the gray-yellow monk robe worn by ordinary monks, his body is slightly plump, which makes people feel approachable.

It must be Master Zhiguang they are talking about. At this moment, the middle-aged soldier is walking side by side with Monk Zhiguang.

"Yingcao, wake up!"

Chen Beibei shook Yingcao's shoulders. At this time, the middle-aged soldiers were already very close to them, so Chen Beibei had no choice but to wake Yingcao up.

"Owner,……"

Yingcao slowly opened her eyes, and let out a sleepy cry, her voice was vague.

"The soldier has come out, let's go there."

"Ah."

Chen Beibei walked out from under the cherry tree with Yingcao. On the broad Suzaku Avenue, because it was night, there were almost no other pedestrians.

"Lord Zhiguang, he is the one who can heal the burns. He is the wandering Taoist priest who came by boat today."

The middle-aged soldier introduced Chen Beibei to Monk Zhiguang.

When Chen Beibei asked to go ashore, he told himself that he was a wandering Taoist priest, so at this time, the middle-aged soldier would introduce him in this way.

"It turned out to be an alchemist."

Monk Zhiguang said softly, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he walked towards Chen Beibei: "Poor monk Zhiguang, distinguished guests from overseas have never come to visit, so it's rude!"

"My name is Chen Beibei, and this is my younger sister Chen Yingcao. Thank you very much for allowing Shangdao to rest. Master, you don't have to be so polite."

Chen Beibei looked at Monk Zhiguang and said to him.

Whether in the past or now, monks are always a profession that tends to be clean.

When facing such a person, Chen Beibei was naturally very respectful.

"Master Zhiguang is the most powerful monk on our Xiaotulu Island. When he was young, he studied Esoteric Buddhism in Fusang for 30 years. Today, Xiaotulu Island holds blessings, exorcising evil spirits, and divination ceremonies. These are all in charge of Master Zhiguang. Today is just Master Zhiguang In the home of the young master, so the young master asked Master Zhiguang to go..."

The middle-aged soldier looked at Chen Beibei and said slowly.

On such a closed island, for monks, if the traditional customs of Fusang are still maintained, then the status of monks is naturally very high.

People like this who study Buddhism outside and then return to China actually need a strong willpower and dedication to Buddhism to be successful.

Xuanzang of China and Kukai of Fusang are all of this kind of existence.

"It's just a matter of some basic positions, so don't worry about it."

Monk Zhiguang interrupted the middle-aged soldier, lest he keep talking about these status and fame things.

"Let's talk about healing burns anyway."

Monk Zhiguang looked at Chen Beibei and said to him.

"Well, Master Zhiguang, what do you think about the soldiers' burns?"

Chen Beibei asked.

"It's very serious. The whole body is severely burned. Ordinary medicine and treatment methods can't save him at all. The poor monk has also thought of many methods, but the poor monk has little knowledge and has not yet found a cure."

When monk Zhiguang was speaking, the rosary in his hand was twirling slowly.It seemed to be praying for the injured soldier to suffer less suffering.

"Healing burns and other things, I have a method here, I hope you can let me try."

Chen Beibei looked at Monk Zhiguang and said to him.

"Can the priest tell you?"

Monk Zhiguang asked.

Because Chen Beibei said that he was a wandering Taoist priest, Monk Zhiguang didn't call Chen Beibei the benefactor, but the priest.This is a kind of respectful title given by monks to Taoist priests.

"Master Zhiguang, you can't tell others about this method. After all, you need to have a skill to travel around the world. Please understand..."

Chen Beibei said.

"Of course, if that's the case, then please show the ability to heal burns first. After all, that soldier is the only one who survived. It is very important to us, and we cannot let others approach at will."

After monk Zhiguang finished speaking, a flame suddenly ignited in his palm.

The flame clung to Monk Zhiguang's palm.

"Master Zhiguang, please don't do such a dangerous thing, otherwise I won't be able to explain to the young master..."

When the middle-aged soldier saw it, he rushed forward: "If you want to use burns to test, please let me be the tester, Lord Zhiguang!"

Monk Zhiguang stretched out his other hand to stop the middle-aged monk, with a calm expression on his face: "It's okay."

The smell of burning flesh was already in the air, and the atmosphere gradually became heavier.

The sound of the flames burning was a bit penetrating, but luckily it didn't last long.

"Please let me see if you can really heal the burn!"

After the monk Zhiguang finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Chen Beibei said before that to travel in the world, one needs to have a skill, which means that one cannot reveal this healing technique to them.Monk Zhiguang closed his eyes precisely because of this.

The reason why Chen Beibei didn't reveal the healing technique was because he didn't want to reveal that Yingcao was a monster. After all, Chen Beibei still didn't know how the people on this island treated monsters. clear.

Seeing this, the middle-aged soldier already knew what Monk Zhiguang was thinking, so he turned around and closed his eyes.

"Yingcao, let's start."

Chen Beibei looked at Yingcao and said softly.

Now they have all closed their eyes, and monk Zhiguang's hands were indeed burned badly at this time.Chen Beibei could only let Yingcao cure him.

"Well, master."

Yingcao looked at Chen Beibei, nodded, and walked towards Monk Zhiguang.

When Yingcao's hand touched Monk Zhiguang's burnt hand, the faint green light scattered in the air like tiny pollen blowing in the wind.

The faint green light shrouded the hands of monk Zhiguang, and Yingcao could feel that the hands of monk Zhiguang had also turned into something like a plant.

The burned skin gradually faded away, and the burned flesh slowly fell off.

After these burnt black flesh fell.

What was exposed was bloody flesh and blood, and even cold white bones could be seen in it.

But soon, the flesh and blood slowly grew back.

It was not until the hand of monk Zhiguang became exactly the same as before it was burned.

"Master, please open your eyes, your hand has been healed."

Chen Beibei looked at Master Zhiguang and said to him.

When Yingcao was treating Monk Zhiguang, Chen Beibei observed Monk Zhiguang and the middle-aged soldier all the time, and indeed neither of them opened their eyes.

This made Chen Beibei feel better about them.

"Thank you sir."

Before the monk Zhiguang opened his eyes, he began to thank him.Probably he has already felt that his hand has improved. After all, after being cured by Yingcao, although there will still be pain, the pain will be much less than before.

After monk Zhiguang opened his eyes, he looked at his hands a little bit.

Then a smile appeared on his face: "Please ask the Taoist priest to go to the mansion to treat the injured."

Chen Beibei has cured Monk Zhiguang's burns, which means that Chen Beibei has passed his test.No matter what the purpose was, they would definitely let Chen Beibei and the others heal the burnt soldier first.

After all, that soldier is still very important to them.

"Ah."

Chen Beibei nodded and replied.and

Now Chen Beibei couldn't help feeling confident that Yingcao's healing technique was indeed useful for burns.

Then the rest of you don't have to worry about it.

That's for sure.

Although the degree of the burn is more serious and the area of ​​the burn is larger, it can also be cured by the same theory and effect of the healing method.

……

Monk Zhiguang didn't inquire too much about Chen Beibei and Yingcao's life experiences on the way.

for this.

Chen Beibei was still very grateful to Monk Zhiguang.

After all, if he said too much, Chen Beibei was afraid of showing his flaws.What Chen Beibei wants to do now is to heal the soldier and gain the trust of the young master and the islanders.

"It's really amazing. Master Zhiguang's hand was already badly burned just now. It can be recovered in such a short period of time..."

When the middle-aged soldier said these words, his face was full of reverence.

"By the way, how did you do it? Such a thing is really incredible."

Along the way, the middle-aged soldiers almost all said this kind of words, but Chen Beibei didn't explain too much.

At this time, even if Chen Beibei was a little more indifferent, the middle-aged soldier was only curious and admiring of Chen Beibei, and would never have the thought of "what's so great" because of such indifference.

When he walked in front of those armored soldiers.

The armored soldiers glanced at Chen Beibei and Yingcao, and then at Monk Zhiguang: "Master Zhiguang, this...?"

"This is the Taoist priest who came to the government to treat the wounded. Get out of the way. I will take care of anything."

Monk Zhiguang looked at the armored soldiers and said slowly.

When those armored soldiers saw what Monk Zhiguang said, they just stepped aside obediently.

Going in from here is the place where the young lord of the island and the nobles of the island live. When Chen Beibei and the others don't have a pass, monk Zhiguang can let the armored soldiers release Chen Beibei just by guaranteeing his own name. They go in.

It can also be seen that the status of monk Zhiguang on this island should be very high.

Or rather popular.

Walking through the road section guarded by armored soldiers, and then walking towards the stone steps on the right, a majestic palace soon appeared in front of Chen Beibei and the others.

This palace looks very large, the main color is vermilion, the gates, columns, walls, and tile eaves are almost all vermilion, and there are some cyan mixed in these vermilion.

From a distance, it looks like a picture scroll recording the ancient court.

The steps are very gentle, and there are some low ornamental shrubs planted on both sides of these steps, and there are some birds flying in the bushes from time to time.

Going forward, there is a lake. It is not clear whether it is a natural lake or a man-made lake, but the water inside is very clear, and there are some blue fish swimming in it.

At a corner of the edge of the lake, a piece of lotus root was planted.It is midsummer at this time, the lotus leaves are floating on the water, and the dragonflies are flying leisurely among the blooming lotus bushes, stopping on the lotus leaves for a while, and the lotus flowers for a while.

"The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers in Yinri are red."

Monk Zhiguang looked at such a scene, and couldn't help but read this line of verse.

"Master Zhiguang, since you still understand Huaxia's poems?"

Chen Beibei looked at Monk Zhiguang, and couldn't help feeling a little more admiration. After all, the He Mao clan originally belonged to Fusang, and now they moved to such a small island. It is really surprising that they can still read such lines of.

"The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers in Yinri are red. When Master Konghai was practicing Buddhism in China, he was shocked by Tang poets many times. Thinking about it now, it is true, even if it is just a small A small county magistrate can also write such magnificent and vivid poems.

When I was studying Dongmi created by Master Kong Hai in Fusang, I also imagined the grand scene of Master Kong Hai in the Tang Dynasty countless times, and the scene of discussing poetry with Li Bai, Bai Juyi, Liu Zongyuan, just thinking about it, It also makes people yearn infinitely. "

Monk Zhiguang showed a look of extreme longing on his face, as if he had really seen such a scene...

　Hee hee, I suddenly thought of these verses, saying that my favorite is Xin Qingji.

　　Eight hundred miles under the command of burning, fifty strings turned over the sound of the plug.

　　Looking back suddenly, the man was in a dimly lit place.

　　I saw that the green hills are more charming, and I expect that I should see you in Castle Peak.

　　It feels unrestrained and passionate, and there are almost all sad things and beautiful long-cherished wishes mixed in it, which really come from the heart.

　　In other words, Liu Zongyuan's poem "Jiang Xue" is also very fond of. Although it is super simple, it makes people feel very comfortable. Maybe I like that lonely scene...

　　So... now it's up to you, which line of poetry do you like?Or which poet?
　　
　
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