doctor and snake

The wooden bird stopped.

In front of it is a woman wearing a veil.

"Eh? What is this?"

The woman was surprised, there was a strange thing in front of her, she stretched out her hand, and the wooden bird landed on her hand.

"Look! It stopped on my hand! It's amazing!" The woman couldn't hide her joy.

After stopping, the wooden bird didn't move anymore, it was as quiet as if it had never flown before.

"Eh?" The woman held up the object in her hand to show to the people next to her, "Look, it didn't move, it was still flying just now."

Yang Yi walked over and heard a woman's voice.He stopped.

Under the veil is a beautiful and lovely woman.

"Why... is it... a girl..."

Yang Yi walked all the way, holding back his thoughts. He also thought that he might be facing a child, but he didn't expect it to be a woman.He was suddenly discouraged.

Hearing Yang Yi's voice, the woman wearing a veil raised her head to look at him.Feeling that the "monk" on the opposite side might have come for the wooden bird, she took off the veil and asked, "Is this your thing? What is it?"

It was a girl of twelve or thirteen years old.

"It's just a wooden bird. If the girl likes it, this bird will be given to you."

Yang Yi tried his best to restrain the dissatisfaction in his heart, and said flatly.

"Eh? Is this going to be given to me? Why can a wooden bird fly without wings? Can it still fly?"

Yang Yi was not in the mood to chat with her, said that he had something to do, and left in a hurry.

five years ago.

Yang Yi was not born without hair.Yang Yi is not sick, and he is a medical student, so he knows how to take care of his body.His hair was as black and shiny as Pang Xi's.

One day, he went to the mountains to collect medicine as usual.Passing by the grass, I saw a person lying in the grass.When I walked in, I found that it was a monk, and he was seriously injured, half of his gray clothes were stained with blood.

"Master! What's wrong with you?" Yang Yi put down the basket.

The old monk's complexion was very bad, and he was startled when he heard someone's voice.This is a barren mountain, and there are generally few people who come here.Opening his eyes, seeing that the visitor was just an ordinary person, he let go of his guard.

"Ahem..." Due to the serious injury, he coughed up a puddle of blood as soon as he opened his mouth.

Yang Yi hurriedly felt the monk's pulse.I found that his pulse was chaotic and weak... If I took it back to show the master, it might be able to save my life, but this place is too far from the bottom of the mountain, and I probably won't be able to make it down the mountain.

"Master, your pulse condition..." It was impossible to say the words of refusing to help.Yang Yi changed his words, even if he couldn't save him, he had to try, "I'll carry you down the mountain to the medical clinic."

"...No need." Shan Yuan waved his hand. "The life of the poor monk is not long... Cough... It must be the blessing of the Buddha to meet the benefactor in this barren mountain."

While talking, Shanyuan sized up Yang Yi.

Originally, I came here to subdue the demon, but I didn't expect the demon to be so cultivated, so I finally took the demon away, and I also got in.

He entered Buddhism since he was a child, fasted, practiced, and spent his whole life subjugating demons and eradicating injustices in the world.Now that he was injured by a demon, and in addition to his age, Hua Tuo would die if he was reborn.

Shanyuan had a lot of disciples in his life, but none of them had the roots of wisdom.He is not afraid of other things, but it is a pity that this body is wasted in vain.

But just now when he looked at Yang Yi, he found that there was a spiritual energy emanating from this man.

"Master, stop talking, I'll carry you down the mountain. I think you're seriously injured."

Shan Yuan didn't answer, but struggled to sit up.

"Be careful." Yang helped the old monk.

"Lang Jun has an extraordinary temperament, so he must have an extraordinary background...Why do you collect herbs here?"

Yang Yixian is only an apprentice in the medical center, but the aura exuding from him is extraordinary.

"... forced by life." Yang Yi didn't want to mention the past.

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Shan Yuan didn't force him.He thought, this person in front of him has a lot of wisdom and a kind heart, why not teach him the cultivation of this life?

If they meet each other by fate in the next life...it is really a mercy from God.

"Lang Jun, I'm about to go west, but I still have one thing on my mind... I don't know if you want to... Cough cough..."

Yang Yi hesitated.

Carrying the old monk down to the mountains, this is medical ethics, what he should do, but he is a person who is afraid of trouble, if he agrees, I don't know what will happen.

Seeing that Yang Yi didn't speak, Shan Yuan held back the pain in his chest and coughed suddenly.

"This...Master, please tell me first."

The old monk slowed down and said.

"The poor monk has been devoting himself to cultivating to slay demons and demons, and now he has a small amount of cultivation. Now that his fate has come, the poor monk has nothing else to ask for, but it's a pity that this half of his life's cultivation will go with him. Today...you and I meet, it will be It's fate. The poor monk is willing to give you a superficial cultivation..."

Yang Yi frowned, there is no good in this world for no reason.

Yang Yi didn't speak, the old monk seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and continued, "The poor monk only wishes for the next life, and the benefactor will find the poor monk with this object, and enlighten the poor monk."

After Shan Yuan finished speaking, she put a wooden bird in Yang Yi's hand.

"This thing...can help you...find me..."

The monk's cultivation level is not low, and although the wooden bird has followed him all the year round, although it has not turned into a living thing, it is somewhat spiritual.After reincarnation in the next life, when the opportunity comes, the wooden bird will naturally find itself.

"Cough cough cough cough..." The old monk coughed up a puddle of blood.

Yang was startled when he saw it.After a little thought, he nodded.

"Since it's the master's last wish, I'll agree to it for the time being. It doesn't matter what you want to do."

When the old monk heard this, he became anxious.

Not to mention the disappearance of this cultivation base in vain, Shanyuan feels distressed, in this chaotic world, anything can happen.Although this young man has extraordinary wisdom, the world is ever-changing, and there are many monsters. He alone... It's hard to survive, let alone find himself...

With this level of cultivation, at least protect him.

But Shanyuan didn't expect it, Yang Yinai's physique, which collected the essence of heaven and earth, was very easy to attract monsters. This cultivation level gave Yang Yi, but it only added more troubles to him.

He pulled Yang Yi back.

"No! You have to have this cultivation base!"

"Master, you are embarrassing me. Besides, how to decide about the afterlife?" Yang Yi was also surprised, how could he force someone to give something away.

afterlife...

Shanyuan's heart hurts... Time is running out.

Shanyuan became a monk when he was a teenager, and finally followed his master to practice for decades. He has done good and eliminated evil all his life, and has never forced anyone to feel sorry for him.But this time, not only for himself, but also for the sake of the world.One more exorcist, one less victim.He has to have this cultivation base if he doesn't want it!

"Then I can't blame the poor monk!"

Shan Yuan lowered his head, gathered his last breath, and before Yang Yi could understand, he slapped Yang Yi with his palm.

The latter couldn't dodge it in time, and endured it for life.

But for a moment, Yang Yi felt a steady stream of power pouring into his body from Shan Yuan's hands.He wanted to break free, but couldn't move at all.

"what!!!"

There was too much energy gathered in the body for a while, and the breath in the body was pushed invisibly, and it kept moving.Yang Yi felt that he was about to explode, the old monk withdrew his hand, and Yang Yi fell beside him.

The man just couldn't reconcile the true qi in his body for the time being, and he would be fine when he woke up after sleeping.I have taken in countless disciples in my life, but the ones who got his cultivation in the end were not my disciples...

As if thinking of something again, Shan Yuan put his hand on Yang Yi's forehead... When he withdrew his hand again, he never opened his eyes again.