Daoist Abandoned Wisdom

With the monk on his back, Tao Xinian stepped on the snow in depths and shallows, and went up the mountain with difficulty.

Abo walked in front to hold the lamp, he was too short, he only reached Tao Xinian's waist, there was no way to hold an umbrella for him.Snowflakes fell on the top of Tao Xinian's head, and some fell on the tip of his nose, which made him sneezed a few times.

Hearing this, Abo immediately said distressedly: "Master Daoist, let me wait for a while, you can hold an umbrella, so as not to suffer from the wind and cold." At that time, he will have to stroke his leaves again to drink as medicine.

"No, you can't drag it."

Tao Xinian stopped and went, and it took another half an hour to finally arrive at Qinglong Taoist Temple.He walked to the door of the bedroom, put him on the thick carpet, and leaned against the door to take a few breaths.

Abo cleverly put down the lamp, put away the umbrella, jumped to the side of the monk, leaned against his chest, listened for a while, and said, "It's not good, I don't know if it can be saved."

"It's saved." Tao Xinian grabbed a handful of leaves from Abo's body, closed the door, and went to take off the monk's clothes.

"Dead demon, fuck your mother! You will kill me sooner or later if you stroke so many leaves." Abo cursed viciously, but then bowed his head resignedly and smashed the leaves with a pestle, and put them aside. Go to the medicine cabinet and find wild ginseng and ganoderma lucidum, and prepare to cook them for the great monk to hang himself.

There was a fire in the room, and it was very warm. The snow on the monk's body seeped into his clothes, the monk's robe became wet, and the wound began to bleed.Tao Xinian turned him over, the incision was deep in the back, the flesh was ripped apart, and the deep red blood was slowly oozing out, into the thick carpet under him.

Tao Xinian frowned, dipped a towel in hot water, wiped it off a little, and then smeared the concoction made from the leaves on Abo's body.When the medicinal juice touched the wound, the bleeding stopped.But the wound is too deep and needs to be treated again.

Abo handed over a few feet of white cloth, and Tao Xinian applied all the concoction on it, and carefully bandaged him circle by circle.In addition to the wound on the back, the rest of the small wounds were also treated.After finishing it, he felt bored, so he wiped off all the blood on his body with hot water. They were all men, so he didn't shy away from it.

He sized him up for a while, judging by his age, this monk is only in his twenties, could it be that he is some kind of great eminent monk?

If it is an eminent monk...

He glanced down at the powerful muscles on his chest and arms, a little puzzled.

Although this person is not a big man with tangled muscles, his strong body is not like an ordinary monk or monk.He stretched out his hand and touched the palm of his left hand, and there was indeed a thick layer of calluses, and on his right wrist, several circles of sandalwood beads were wrapped tightly, half of the beads were held in the palm of his hand, and the palm was wrapped with a white bandage. With a little blood.Tao Xinian wanted to open his palm to check his injury, but the man held the Buddhist beads tightly, and he couldn't break it no matter what.

Tao Xinian sighed and had to give up.

Abo approached suspiciously, his mung bean-like eyes flicked between the two of them, his eyes fell on the monk's face, and he said, "This man is really ugly."

Tao Xinian clicked his tongue: "How many people have you met? They say they are ugly."

"The nose is so high, the eyelashes are so long, and there is no hair, like a monster!" Ah Bo screamed.

"I don't know. This is Monk Hu, not from Nanliang. He looks different from the people you have seen."

Tao Xinian thought to himself that fair skin, tall body and straight nose are all the characteristics of Xianbei people.If he opened his eyes, the color of his eyes was not dark but light, then nine out of ten it would be it.

"How long are you going to hold him? It's time for bed!"

"Bring two quilts and get him a floor bed here. Master's room is too late to tidy up, and there is no stove. He is injured and can't sleep there."

"He spread my leaves, so he can't die!"

"Long-winded, hurry up and get it!"

Abo put the quilt on the carpet resignedly, and murmured: "If the carpet is dirty, I have to wash it, and if the quilt is dirty, I have to wash it..."

Tao Xinian raised his eyebrows and said, "He got dirty, let him wash it when he gets better."

"You said, I won't wash it anymore." Abo patted the quilt angrily, and glanced at the topless monk, "Should we just let him lie like this? What if he wakes up and has no clothes to wear?" , he covered his mouth regretfully.

Tao Xinian yawned, obviously a little sleepy, and said, "Go find a piece of my clothes and find a big one for him to wear. Or wash his clothes and mend them."

"Don't do it, I have to sleep." Abo said, his whole body was dehydrated, curled up into a small ball, and rolled into a small jar not far from the stove.That's his den.

Tao Xinian shook the jar as if thinking of something, and said, "If this person wakes up, you must be careful not to let him see you, or you will scare me to death for life, and instead of doing good, I will become evil. without?"

"Understood, I won't be cooking tomorrow!" Abo's husky voice came from the jar, with a bit of resentment.

Tao Xinian didn't seem to understand his complaint, and said: "Tomorrow will play by ear, if he wakes up early, you won't come out."

Abo fell silent, as if he had fallen asleep.

Tao Xinian yawned again, moved the monk into the quilt, and covered him tightly.The floor was close to the stove, so it was very warm, warmer than his bed, so it shouldn't be cold.

He rummaged through the cabinet for a while, and found two large long robes, one dark gray and one blue, which the man could wear, but they were a bit thin.The undergarments in winter are all made to be small, so that they fit close to the body for warmth. His winter clothes may not be suitable for this person.He remembered that one was too big, and it was pressed at the bottom of the box. There were too many clothes, and he was too lazy to turn them over, so he gave up.

Putting the dark gray one next to the monk's pillow, Tao Xinian smelled the clothes on his body, there was a faint smell of blood, and suddenly thought of the dozens of horrific corpses on the mountainside, feeling a little disgusted, decided to Take a shower and change clothes before going to bed.It's very cold to take a bath in winter, but fortunately, he thought it was too cold to take a bath recently, so he put the tub behind the screen in the room, and the room was warm.

Tao Xinian braved the wind and snow to go to the kitchen to fetch two buckets of hot water, and saw Abo's simmering medicine.Afraid that the medicine would be boiled dry, he added a little water to the medicine jar, took two buckets of cold water, poured it into the bathtub, and took a comfortable bath.

Beside the stove, a mung bean-sized eye protruded from the jar, staring at the shadow on the screen in a daze. Hearing the movement not far away, he quickly retracted into the jar.

The man seemed to wake up.

Tao Xinian hummed a Nanliang ditty, and when the water cooled down, he got out of the tub, wiped his wet hair with a dry towel, put on a large nightgown, and turned his bare feet towards his bed. Walking up, he suddenly met a pair of light brown eyes.There was a trace of defense in those eyes, a trace of doubt.But very gentle, not murderous.

Sure enough, light-colored eyes.

Tao Xinian smiled slightly at him, the dimple on his left cheek appeared, he looked like a very innocent and harmless person.

"Wake up, you're bleeding a lot, lie down and rest." As if remembering something suddenly, Tao Xinian said again, "I'll get you medicine, drink it before going to sleep." After that, he searched for shoes and dragged them casually He took off his shoes and put on a cloak indiscriminately, then opened the door and braved the wind and snow to go to the kitchen to fetch medicine.

This kind of thing is always done by Abo, Tao Xinian poured out some medicine, and just about to take it, he burned his hands and knocked over the medicine bowl.Licking his burned fingers, he thought it would be convenient for Abo.I took another medicine bowl and a small dish as a tray, so it won't burn my hands.

He brought the medicine bowl in front of the monk, blew a few breaths, looked at him expectantly, and said, "Drink it quickly, it nourishes blood and qi, it is most effective for your injury."

The man looked at him for a long time, his light brown eyes showed no emotion, Tao Xinian felt that the man's pupils were as bright as amber under the firelight.Finally, the man blinked, held the medicine bowl in the palm of his hand, and said, "Thank you."

Very standard Nanliang Mandarin, with a deep and gentle voice.

Tao Xinian was a little surprised, he just thought that this person might not be able to understand what he said.After thinking about it, since the reform of Xiaowen in the Northern Wei Dynasty, the north has been gradually sinicized, and it is not surprising that northerners learn Nanyu.

Tao Xinian leaned against the bed, combing his half-dried hair slowly, and when the man finished drinking the medicine, he asked casually, "Little Master, what's your name?"

The man raised his head and said, "Cultivating Fate."

"Cultivating Fate..." Tao Xinian murmured, which was much better than his Dao name.

He felt that Xiu Yuan didn't seem to want to mention the killing on the mountainside of Qinglong Mountain.He smiled, no matter what, he only cares about saving someone's life and accumulating a good deed, and it's not his turn to care about other things.

The wind and snow were howling outside the window, Tao Xinian was holding the Taoist scriptures and looking at them casually, waiting for his hair to dry.Xiu Yuan put down the bowl, looked at him, and asked after a while, "What's your name?"

Tao Xinian smiled slightly, and said: "Tao Sui, whose name is Xi Nian, is the Taoist priest of this Qinglong Taoist temple, you can call me... Tao Taoist priest."

He will definitely not take the initiative to report the Taoist number, ha ha.

"Tao... Daoist?" He seemed a little surprised.At this time, Tao Xinian did not look like a Taoist priest in any way.And this bedroom, although it can't be called luxurious, is by no means like the residence of a person of pure cultivation.

Tao Xinian knew his doubts, but he was sleepy, so he yawned and said, "Little Master Xiuyuan, rest early, your injury may take a while. By the way, your right hand..."

Xiu Yuan looked down at his right hand, which was covered with many bandages, and said: "It's nothing, just a small injury, it's almost healed."

"Then let's rest."

Xiu Yuan covered the quilt silently, and Tao Xinian blew out the lamp.The wind and snow outside the window were blowing, knocking on the doors and windows non-stop.

Winter nights are long, seemingly endless.

The author has something to say: today's third update.If there are no accidents in the future, try to update around 21:13 every night.Someone occasionally catches bugs, causing fake changes, please forgive me~_(:з」∠)_