Poor monks do not break the precepts

Xu Sheng stood silently by the closed door, the coir raincoat he was wearing was still dripping, the rain dripped down on the monk's shoes, soaking the silk surface, and the cold air traveled from the soles of his feet all over his body, but he didn't notice it for a long time due to his deep meditation.Xu Sheng stood there thinking for a long time, the corner of his mouth suddenly raised, and he muttered to himself: "A perceptive person, it's really scary."

After some emotion, Xu Sheng didn't dare to procrastinate any longer before being noticed that he was out of order. He immediately went into the study and found this travel note on the 36 countries in the Western Regions in a series of books.

"This is just a miscellaneous diary about the Western Regions. You can make do with it to pass the morning light." Xu Sheng glanced at the half bed that Huai Mingmo had specially set aside, put the book down with a faint smile, and put the medicine warming on the stove on the bed. At the side of the couch, I turned around and took out the thin quilt from the cabinet, "The medicine is still a little hot, so don't forget to drink it before going to bed after it's warm."

After waking up, Zigui sat there in a daze, seeing Xu Sheng holding a thin quilt as if he was about to go out, he hurriedly called out, "Master, where are you going?"

"Huh?" Xu Sheng responded, seeing Zigui looking for monk shoes beside the bed, he stepped forward to stop him, pressed his palm against Zigui's forehead to resist, and said: "Go to sleep in the tea room for the teacher, I will leave it to you before I leave It is a task to urge Master Huai to drink the medicine, you can only rest after seeing him drink the medicine."

"Master, I'm going to sleep in the tea room!" Zi Gui leaned forward, intending to use brute force to set Xu Sheng out of control, but he was small and weak.

Huai Mingmo's heart felt a little lost, he stood up forcefully, coughed and said: "I'm the one who presumptuously steals the show, or I'll go to the tea room to sleep."

A naive child, a stubborn person, are not people who can be reasoned with, Xu Sheng immediately said: "Zi Gui, take care of Mr. Huai for the teacher, and don't let him get out of bed. If he makes a mistake, the master will drag you to go with you tomorrow." Tai Shifu will be punished."

Zigui has seen Xuankong's methods of punishing people, so he hastily nodded like garlic.Being convinced by Xu Sheng, Huai Mingmo suddenly became angry, and said in a cold tone: "Thank you, Monk Xu Sheng, for your kindness." After saying that, he ignored the others, touched the miscellaneous notes around him, and flipped through them absent-mindedly.

Xu Sheng's indifferent eyes were full of tenderness, he stared at Huai Mingmo for a long time, then drove Zigui back to bed, and came to the tea room alone.

It was the night when the pattering rain disturbed people's dreams until the second half of the night when the sound of the rain faded away, but the wind of Wuwangya didn't stop all night long.Xu Sheng stayed up all night, firstly he couldn't get used to sleeping in another place, and secondly, he was worried about Huai Mingmo's body, so he went back to the house early in the morning to take a look at his eyes. It was true that Huai Mingmo hadn't burned, so he was relieved, but after helping him diagnose his pulse, The haze floated over his eyebrows again.

Before going to Buguiya for morning class, Xusheng boiled medicine, took it into the bedroom to warm it, and finally left a note for Zigui.Even so, he was still worried that Zigui would not notice carelessly, so he simply pasted the note on the bed frame, and Zigui would be able to see it after opening his eyes for a while, after Xusheng had finished all these things, he left for the cliff of no return.There was light smoke and mist along the way, and there were no dead bodies at the scene of the fight yesterday, and the night's rain had already washed away the bright and coquettish blood all over the ground.

It was still dark in the early morning, Xin Li went to Wuwang Cliff, it was difficult to walk after the rain, even though Xin Li was good at picking up walls and flying cornices, it took a lot of time because of the slippery mountain walls.

After Zigui served Huai Mingmo and took his medicine, he planned to go out to the small kitchen to make breakfast, but when he opened the door, he saw Xin Li rushing in front of him, "The benefactor is looking for my master? Master has gone to Buguiya, and he won't be back until two hours later. "

"Excuse me, is my son here?" Although he was a villain in front of him, Xin Li still did not forget his etiquette.

Zigui recalled for a while, then remembered who was in front of him, nodded and said, "Just sleeping in the bedroom, I'll take you in." But just as he was about to invite someone into the room, Zigui accidentally caught a glimpse of Xinli's muddy shoe soles, He quickly stopped the man and ran into the house to bring a pair of clean monk shoes.

Xin Li was good at observing colors, so he immediately understood Zi Gui's meaning. After changing the monk's shoes, he said with a smile, "Please, little master, lead the way."

Walking slowly behind Zigui, Xinli carefully observed the decorations in the thatched hut. The curtains and gauze curtains in the house are all made of expensive materials; , The shape of the mountains, the flowing clouds and green smoke on them, and the carvings of flying animals are all exquisite.Taking another look at the calligraphy and paintings on display, Xin Li was shocked to find that not only the picture of the smoke and snow scene, but also other calligraphy and paintings were all made by everyone.

"Young Master Huai... Young Master Huai?" Zi Gui repeatedly called Huai Mingmo several times but he didn't wake up, he was puzzled and went to look at it, and he said "ah" softly in fright.

Seeing Zigui's face suddenly turning pale, Xinli felt bad, so he hurried to the bed to look worried.Huai Mingmo frowned, his cheeks were extremely unhealthy rosy red, he was short of breath and coughed continuously, and his forehead was very hot when he touched it.

"No, the Pavilion Master's old illness has flared up." Xin Li stared at Zi Gui angrily, already expected to be harmed by Xu Sheng, could it be that he is just a child in front of him, so there is no guarantee that he will do something to vent his anger.Xinli's chest was heaving and panting, and he said indifferently, "Who is practicing medicine in the temple? Tell me!"

Zigui had never been yelled at like this before, his body froze in fright, and he said unhappily, "Master Xuci."

Xinli pushed Zigui to the side of the bed, and said threateningly: "Take care of my young master, if there is something wrong with my young master, I will ask you as a teacher and apprentice."

Every morning, the presiding officer of Kujie will talk about Buddhism and Zen in the Daxiong Hall, and there are no exceptions on windy and rainy days, and monks who are healthy and healthy in the temple will go there. Shaolin occasionally receives foreigners to live in the temple. No one would be rude to break into the Daxiong Palace, so Xin Lidi's sudden intrusion caught the monks guarding the Bodhidharma Court by surprise.

Master Kujie is already old, and his back is still sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall, but his eyes that see the world are as clear as a child's, and as clear as Xuanhui, "Don't be rude to Master Xin." Kujie raised his hand to stop Da The Moyuan disciple calmly said, "What's the purpose of Benefactor Xin coming here?"

"My son is seriously ill in the withered grass hut, I hope Master Xuci can come and have a look."

The Master of Suffering said loudly, "Where is the emptiness?"

Xu Dao hurriedly said: "Master Uncle, last night there was a rice farmer's mother who was seriously ill in Liuxian County, Xu Ci went to see the doctor but she still hasn't come back."

"This..." Xin Li was impatient, but luckily he still remembered his identity. It is impolite to break into the palace, and he can no longer shame the reputation of the Hermitage Villa. Hei Hei probably won't be able to wait for Master Xuci to come back."

"I know a little bit about medicine, so let's go with you." Master Ku Hai was helped up by Xu Jing, and then said to Xu Jing beside him: "Send a disciple to the foot of the mountain to call Xu Ci back."

"Yes." Xujing glanced sideways at Zizhen, and whispered, "Go quickly."

Seeing that the Shaolin eminent monk visited the doctor in person, and he is a well-known martial arts Master Kuhai who is good at medical skills, Xin Li felt relieved immediately, and when he calmed down, he thought of his reckless behavior just now, and felt ashamed for a while.

Although Kuhai is not a few years younger than his senior brother Kujie, all the eminent monks of the bitter generation in Shaolin Temple have Shaolin unique skills, and they walk with younger generations who are a few generations younger than him, and their pace is not slow at all.The three of them left the Shaolin Xiyuan, and came to the fork in the mountainside, Xinli found that the two people in front of him stopped as if they had agreed.

"Go and find Xu Sheng." Ku Hai told Xu Jing, "Don't disturb your Grand Master Uncle's cultivation."

Seeing Xu Jing going away, Xin Li didn't know where to go, and it was difficult to ask, but Ku Hai heard the change of breath behind him. The old monk's heart was like a mirror, and he knew everything well. , Monk Xuci is good at medicine, in fact, the one who is really good at medicine is my little nephew, or should I say this little brother Xu Sheng. His medical skills are not inferior to the king of medicine, and it is unknown whether he is better than the blue."

While the two were talking, Wu Wangya sprinted a short figure.Seeing Kuhai, Zigui hurriedly stopped, clasped his hands together and saluted respectfully, "Uncle Grand Master."

Xin Li had a grudge against the pair of master and apprentice in the Withered Grass Cottage, and when he saw Zi Gui, he immediately frowned, because Ku Hai was there so he couldn't ask questions.Seeing the little boy in the withered grass hut, Ku Hai liked it very much, and said in a loving tone: "You are not in the withered grass hut to take care of the benefactor, why did you come here?"

"Master came back and found out that the benefactor Huai was ill. He just finished his pulse diagnosis and asked me to go to the temple to get some missing medicinal materials." Zi Gui caught Xin Li's cold eyes and flinched to hide on the sea of ​​bitterness.

"The road is slippery after the rain. Be careful when you go down the mountain." Ku Hai stroked Zigui's head, looked at Xinli again, and said with a smile, "Since we're all here, I'd better go up with the benefactor to have a look."

The door of the Withered Grass Cottage has never been opened like this, and everyone in the temple knows about its vacuous and happy nature. Ku Hai stood outside the door and hesitated for a while, Fang and Xinli stepped in, and went straight to the bedroom after entering the house.Huai Mingmo was sleeping peacefully on the couch, the brows were flat, the flush on his face had faded, and he had returned to the past. His whole body was covered by a thick quilt, only his right hand was exposed and he was grasping Xu Sheng's wrist tightly, refusing to let go.

Xu Sheng was caught helplessly, and when he heard Ku Hai's footsteps, he could only slightly bend sideways and salute, "Master Uncle."

"How's the benefactor Huai?" Kuhai Hai said as he stepped forward to look around, and saw Huai Mingmo's hand staring meaningfully at Xu Sheng's indifferent face.

"The medicine in the morning has taken effect. The fever has subsided, but the person is still weak and needs to rest for a while."

While Ku Hai nodded, he noticed that Huai Mingmo's lips moved slightly, and said, "The benefactor Huai seems to have woken up."

At this time, Xinli didn't care about losing his composure or not, he rushed to the bed and called softly a few times, but no one woke up, and looked anxiously at the two people beside him.Xu Sheng shook his head and smiled softly: "It's just rambling, Mr. Huai looks like this, I'm afraid he might wake up in the afternoon. Mr. Xin don't worry, let the two who came outside the house don't worry too."

"What's wrong with Mingmo?" Ji Deen ran into the bedroom with heavy steps, but fortunately he spoke in a very soft voice considering the patient on the bed.

Xu Sheng rolled his eyes at the person making noise by the screen, and the mud all over the floor suddenly came into his eyes. He suddenly stopped breathing for a moment, tried to suppress his anger, and said with a light smile: "The patient needs to rest and rest, no noise."

"It's time for me to go back." Ku Hai patted Xu Sheng's left shoulder with some intention, and before Xu Sheng realized what it meant, Ku Hai had already left the bedroom slowly, walked out of the withered grass hut, and walked down the mountain.

Although Xin Li was very vigilant towards Xu Sheng, but now that Huai Mingmo's life was in Xu Sheng's hands, how could he dare to annoy him? Besides, he heard Zi Gui who ran back yelling in the middle hall: "Why is it so dirty?!" Only then was he relieved of his doubts, looking back at the muddies following behind him, he said with an embarrassed smile: "Master Xu Sheng said that the young master needs to recuperate, and it is not appropriate for so many of us to be in the house. Let's go to the middle hall and wait." Let the son wake up."

"Let me take a look at Mingmo...hey..." Ji Deen was pulled out of the bedroom by Xinli in a blink of an eye.

As for Zheng Fengnian's temperament, he always relied heavily on him, he didn't say much, he just cupped his fists and saluted Xu Sheng, saying respectfully, "Master Xu Sheng will take care of you."

The room suddenly became cold, and the hand being held moved, and the eyes slowly moved to Huai Mingmo's peaceful sleeping face. The bottom of the deep eyes seemed to be a quiet pool, and the mist gradually formed, making it hard to see. Come out of your mind.

In the silence, Huai Mingmo, who was lying on the couch in a daze, repeatedly babbled two words, because the voice was so soft that only Xu Sheng could hear it when he was sitting beside the couch.The word Xu Sheng spit out from those thin lips, it was as light as a white feather floating into Xu Sheng's mind and heart, and it passed by lightly, and it was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, clanging.

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I don't have time to update until I go out for a day, sorry!