disguised holy monk

"Amitabha, what's going on here?" Xuan Qing saw the situation in the courtyard clearly, looked at Wu Qichong worriedly, and then turned to look at the others, his light voice contained concern, "Benefactors, I have something to say, Please let Xiao Qi go first..."

It's a pity that others couldn't hear what he said. They just felt a chill down their spine for no reason, and the sudden opening of the door added to their tension.

"Why did the door open?" Someone swallowed.

"What are you afraid of? Maybe it's the wind."

"Forget it, take this kid to the execution room first."...

Seeing that they couldn't hear them at all, and had no choice, Xuan Qing sighed, and could only raise his hand. The next moment, two dead leaves were caught between his slender fingers, and when he raised his hand again, the two dead leaves flew out, hitting It fell on the two people who restrained Wu Qichong.

The two of them suddenly felt great pain, and with a howl, they popped out and covered their chests and lay on the ground.

"What's going on? What's wrong with you?" The others were startled.

"Someone, someone hit us!" The two were still howling.

However, they obviously didn't see anyone making a move, so who was beating them?

Wu Qichong was stunned, the others couldn't see it, but he could see it clearly just now, the man just flicked two flying leaves, and then bounced the two of them out.

Without restraint, he hurried to Xuan Qing's side, looking at him with astonishingly bright eyes.

The others gathered together nervously, watching Wu Qichong's actions, they thought it was his fault, after all, there was no one else in the yard except him.

"Okay, Second Young Master even dares to beat up Da Furen's people now, so let me fight them together and catch Da Furen in front of her!"

Everyone looked at each other, ruthless, picked up a stick on one side and prepared to rush forward.

Wu Qichong raised his head slightly, looking at the calmness of the people in front of him, he seemed helpless with a compassionate expression, when he raised his hands, the dead leaves around him seemed to be blown up by the wind, and they all floated up, the next moment, he raised his head slightly. Moving the monk's robe, the dead leaves flew over, knocking out the crowd one after another.

The sound of eating pain sounded one after another. These people dropped their sticks and rolled on the ground in pain.

It was just a flesh injury, Wu Qichong felt a little regretful.

It's just that when he saw the compassionate appearance of the man in front of him clasping his hands together and reciting the Buddha's name, his heart softened, and he felt that this was probably a merciful and merciful Buddha.Even under such circumstances, he still did not seriously injure the other party, let alone kill someone.

Thinking of this, Wu Qichong took a few steps forward slowly, stood in front of everyone, and said indifferently: "Are you still coming?"

What he said was taken for granted, as if everything just happened was done by him.

Everyone was so frightened that they couldn't speak, they shut their mouths and prepared to get up and run outside.

Wu Qichong reached out and grabbed the collar of the butler who fell at the end, and tightened his hand, only making the other party's face blush and his neck thick.

He lowered his voice and whispered in his ear: "If you tell about today's matter, Da Furen may punish me, but I won't die. If I don't die, who will die in the future? Guess..."

The cold words did not seem to come from the mouth of a 12-year-old boy. The butler was too frightened to resist, and the other party ran away as soon as he let go.

Wu Qichong thought, at least from now on, there will be fewer people who want to bully him.

When he turned around, there was a bright smile in his black eyes, he stepped forward and grabbed a corner of Xuanqing's monk robe, looking at Xuanqing with eyes full of gratitude, "Brother Holy Buddha, thank you for helping me."

Under the morning light, the mysterious black eyes with flying monk robes seemed to be calm and smiling.

It's just that Wu Qichong deliberately lowered his voice just now, Xuan Qing shouldn't have heard it, but with the system, it's not difficult for him to know what he said.

He was a little distressed, he seemed to have overestimated the child's innocence, the 12-year-old Wu Qichong was already very deep in his thoughts.

Can this be broken back to the right way purely by his teaching?

……

During this period of time, no one came to make things difficult for Wu Qichong at will.

In front of Xuan Qing, Wu Qichong also seemed to be an obedient and obedient boy who admired gods and Buddhas all the time.

Only Xuan Qing was secretly planning, according to his observations these days, it was probably impossible to plant the seeds of love and justice in Wu Qi Chong's heart as he originally planned, and to influence him into a great kind person.

Then, we have to use another way - even if Wu Qichong is not a good person, what if the person he cares about and admires the most asks him to be a good person?

……

Today, it was the day when Wu Qichong was taken to test the poison again.

Wu Qichong knew how ugly he looked when he went mad in pain after being bitten by those poisonous insects, snakes and ants. He didn't want Xuan Qing to see him, so he lied and asked Xuan Qing to rest in the house.

Xuan Qing guessed his thoughts, but how could he not go at such a good time?

So, after waiting in the room for a while, Xuan Qing used the excuse of being worried about Wu Qichong to find out.

With the system in place, he easily found Wu Qichong's medicine stove.

His face was pale and pale at this time, the wound on his arm bitten by the poisonous snake was still bleeding, and the toxins in his body were flooding, and he almost bit his lower lip in pain, resisting the pain forcefully.

The pharmacist at the side observed and prepared the poisonous medicine for him to take, but he couldn't master the dosage several times, and the varying doses made him feel like heart-piercing pain.

After finally mastering the weight and finishing the work, the pharmacist excitedly took the things and prepared to use them for the young master.

Wu Qichong leaned halfway on the chair, his heart and lungs ached, his nails scraped deep into the table, leaving finger marks, and the cracked nails were even opened.

He was trembling in pain, his fists were clenched and his palms were pierced, blood dripped down, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but his black eyes were dead silent, and his face was expressionless the whole time.

Xuan Qing sighed after seeing it, and only thought it was strange that the other party would not become black when he grew up like this.

Just as Wu Qichong was dying in pain, a warm embrace with a touch of sandalwood gently hugged him, and his slender fingers opened his hand that was about to be scratched, and put a soft medicine bag on him. Hold it in your hand.

"Xiao Qi, hold this, don't hurt yourself."

That pleasant voice was still the gentle and light voice he was familiar with, but the traces of concern and distress contained in it made his eyes sore and sore that he almost shed tears, and the warmth that filled his body seemed to reduce the pain in his whole body. up.

He tried his best to look at the clear side face of the person in front of him, and murmured, "Holy Buddha...brother..."

Xuanqing checked his pulse with one hand, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead with the other hand, and comforted him softly, "Don't worry, I'll make you some medicine, it won't hurt after you drink it, if you insist on it, you will feel better." Son……"

As he said, he got up and looked for the herbs he wanted and threw them into the medicine pot. Fortunately, there are all kinds of herbs in this medicine house.

Wu Qichong half leaned on the back of the chair behind him, watching the person in front of him busy, his deep black eyes staring at him unblinkingly, forgetting even the pain all over his body.

The pharmacist, who had come back to fetch things, saw the medicine pot moving by himself at the door, and his face turned pale with fright.He was about to call out when he saw Wu Qichong who was looking at him staring at him like a cold poisonous snake, his eyes were half a smile but not a smile, and the stern and frightening person seemed to be restrained by the throat.

He saw Wu Qichong opened his mouth and said "Get lost" clearly.

The pharmacist was so frightened that he turned around and staggered away. Since then, he has been a little cautious in administering medicine to Wu Qichong.

On the other side, when Xuan Qing boiled the good medicine and turned around, Wu Qichong was still obedient.Xuan Qing just pretended not to know about his fierce performance just now, and after feeding him the medicine, he quickly suppressed the sore spots in his body when the poison broke out.