Datang: Awakening of the Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass at the Beginning

"This master's injury is too serious. With Lao Cao's current medical skills, we can only guarantee his life for the time being.

As for whether I can wake up in the future, I will forgive my incompetence. "

The doctor's words immediately made young monk Huiming feel as if he had been struck by lightning.

He still couldn't believe that his Uncle Dharma Cultivator, who usually cared so much about him, could only spend time in his sleep from now on.

"Doctor! Please think of a way. We at White Horse Temple will thank you greatly."

"Little Master! It's useless to beg me, unless you can find the Millennium Ginseng King, otherwise..."

Although the doctor hadn't finished what he said, little monk Huiming already knew very well.

If the Millennium Ginseng King cannot be found, then there will be no hope for his martial arts uncle.

"Alas! I bid farewell!"

"..."

After sending the doctor away, the young monk Huiming was not in the mood at the moment and went to Blue Silver City to spread Buddhism. His mind was now filled with the Thousand-Year Ginseng King.

"I said, young monk, you should take your uncle back to White Horse Temple. Maybe there is a thousand-year-old ginseng king in White Horse Temple?"

The people in Jinyiwei looked at the young monk Huiming, looking a little distracted, fearing that something would happen to him, otherwise he would not be able to explain to his eldest grandson Wugou when he returned.

"Go back? Yes! Go back to find the master. He must have a solution. After all, the master knows so many high-ranking officials.

The young monk thanked the benefactor for reminding him, and he will definitely repay the benefactor in the future. "

After little monk Huiming gathered his mood, he went to the city to find someone. He was going to transport Fawu back in a carriage.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to return to White Horse Temple by himself.

The people from the Jin Yiwei watched the young monk Huiming and his master uncle Fa Wu off. After leaving Lanyin City, he returned to the Zhang Family Manor.

And he reported everything to Zhang Sheng and Changsun Wugou.

"Okay! I understand. This matter is over. As for the attitude of White Horse Temple, that is a matter for the future. You can go down first."

"It's the master! I'm resigning!"

Changsun Wugao saw the Jin Yiwei people leaving, and she also glanced at Zhang Sheng nervously.

"Brother Zhang Sheng won't blame me for making my own decisions!"

"Why should I blame you? Sister Wu Guan has the right to manage the future affairs of this family manor, including me of course."

"Brother Zhang Sheng, you hate it. People are talking serious things to you."

Changsun Wugou felt a little shy at Zhang Sheng's intimate words, but the joy in his heart was clearly shown on his face.

"Isn't this serious talk? Sister Wu Guan, you will be the mistress of this manor from now on. If you don't have the power to dispose of it, who will?"

"I didn't agree to marry you!"

"What did you say?"

Zhang Sheng saw that Changsun Wugou spoke in a very low voice. In order to tease her, he deliberately pretended not to hear and asked back.

"Forget it if you didn't hear it, I don't want to say it anymore!"

How could Changsun Wugou not see that Zhang Sheng was trying to trick her again, so she started to become fierce.

"Sister Wu Guan, you are no longer gentle now. I am wondering if my life will be miserable in the future after marrying you? Or should I not marry you?"

"You dare! If you... if you..."

As soon as Changsun Wuguo heard that Zhang Sheng was not going to marry her, she immediately became anxious and started to refute without even considering whether what Zhang Sheng said was true or false.

When Zhang Sheng saw his joke, Changsun Wugou's eyes became wet.

He looked like he was about to cry at any moment, and he was also a little panicked.

"Sister Wu Gu! Don't cry. Brother Zhang Sheng was just joking with you. I want to marry you in my dreams. Besides, who else can you marry if I don't marry you?"

"Whoa! Really?"

"Oh! My aunt is more real than real money!"

When Zhang Sheng saw Changsun Wugou's tearful eyes, he really wanted to slap himself twice. Why did you say this if you said you had nothing to do?

"Then I'll forgive you this time! Pfft! Hahaha!"

After Zhang Sheng heard Changsun Wujia forgive him, he let go of his worries.

But he was immediately made a little confused by a coquettish laugh.

"Sister Wu Guan, you..."

"Brother Zhang Sheng, did I pretend to look like you just now?"

"Were you just pretending?"

"if not?"

"..."

At this moment, Zhang Sheng was dumbfounded by the smiling girl in front of him.

At the same time, he also lamented the woman's acting skills, her ability to cry at the drop of a hat, and she didn't need to practice in advance.

"Okay! Stop crying and looking sad. We are even."

When Changsun Wugao saw Zhang Sheng's somewhat depressed face, she smiled sheepishly, so she began to comfort Zhang Sheng.

"Brother Zhang Sheng is not afraid that you will lie to me. I am really afraid that you will be sad and leave me."

"No! Wujia will not leave brother Zhang Sheng!"

When Changsun Wugou saw that she seemed to have really scared Zhang Sheng just now, she immediately felt a little distressed, and at the same time she blamed herself for being too naughty just now.

"Yeah! Let's never make jokes like this again, okay?"

"Ok!"

After this incident, the relationship between them became stronger and seemed to be sublimated.

As people often say: Only love that has experienced setbacks can last long.

Let’s not talk about how Zhang Sheng and Changsun Wujia were fighting each other.

The young monk Huiming, who was on his way back to the White Horse Temple, was extremely anxious, and he no longer looked like the young holy monk he had been in the past.

"Uncle Master! Just wait, we will return to White Horse Temple soon. Master and other uncles will definitely find a way."

"drive!"

After traveling day and night, little monk Huiming finally returned to Luoyang City.

Although he was very tired, he had no intention of taking a rest.

Instead, he cheered up and continued towards the White Horse Temple.

"Master! Master...Master! Help!"

"Who is making noise here in the pure place of Buddhism?"

"Senior Brother Huineng! Is Master in the temple?"

"Junior brother Huiming? Why are you back? What are you doing?"

When Huineng saw it was his junior brother Huiming, he was immediately surprised.

You must know that Huiming was sent out on business by the host, why did he suddenly come back now?

He looked extremely embarrassed, could something have happened?

"Senior Brother Huineng! I don't have time to talk to you anymore. I have something important to talk to Master about now."

"The host is currently taking a lunch break in the meditation room. I will take you there."

Huineng saw that Junior Brother Huiming was really in a hurry, so he didn't dare to neglect, so he was going to take him to find the host.

"Senior Brother Huineng, please wait!"

"how?"

"Uncle Fa Wu Master is still in the carriage."

"Uncle Fa Wu Shi? In the carriage? Where are you?"

Huineng was also confused by what little monk Huiming said.

Since Uncle Dharma Master was in the carriage, why didn't he come out when he arrived at White Horse Temple? Did he still have to go and invite him?

"Senior Brother Huineng! Uncle Fawu Master can't come out on his own.

oops! Just follow me and you will understand naturally after seeing it. "

Young monk Huiming didn't know how to tell Huineng about the martial arts uncle, so he could only let him see it on his own.

Young monk Huiming pulled Huineng to the carriage. He opened the curtain and saw Fawu lying in the carriage.

"Fa...Uncle Fa Wu Shi? What is happening to him?"

Huineng asked with a look of disbelief on his face, looking at Uncle Fa Wu who was lying motionless in the carriage.