disguised holy monk

Probably confirming that there was no danger, the man let go of his hand and passed out again.

Xuan Qing moved his pinched wrist, and sighed, if it wasn't for the meritorious deeds of doing good deeds, he didn't want to cause trouble for this man's hostile appearance.

Xuan Yuan and Wu Ku had already slid down at this time, and Wu Xin was on top guarding the horse.

"Junior brother, are you okay?" Xuan Yuan frowned and strode over.

Wuku didn't speak, just stared at him tightly.

Xuan Qing shook his head and comforted him: "I'm fine, it's just that someone here was injured..."

As he spoke, he reached out and checked the man.

Xuan Yuan and Wu Ku breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned their attention to the man in black who was covered in blood, clasped their hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

Xuan Qing unbuttoned the man's clothes, the honey-colored chest and abdomen were covered with a thin layer of muscles, and the abdominal line stretched perfectly and tightly.

It's just that there are sword wounds on it now, soaked by the rain, and some of the wounds have turned white; what's more serious is that he probably fell from a height, the back of his head was bloody, and one leg was broken.

It was thanks to meeting him, a holy monk with a pharmacist's bronze finger, otherwise he would have to die in the wilderness with this appearance.

While hurriedly applying some medicine to his trauma, Xuan Qing found a branch to fix his broken leg simply.

He frowned slightly, and sighed, "He is seriously injured, we have to go to the city quickly to buy some medicine, and then find a place to treat his injury."

Looking at the figure, probably only the tall Xuan Yuan can carry this man on his back.

Wuku didn't worry that Xuanqing would go by himself, so he had to help him.

So Xuanyuan carried the seriously injured man on his back, Wuku helped Xuanqing, Wuxin led the horse, and the group hurried to the next town.

……

The four of them had a wounded person, but fortunately they rode horses and drove faster after they got off the mountain road.Only then did they advance into the city at dark.

When they found an inn to stay, Xuan Qing asked Wu Xin to boil hot water again, and Wu Ku went to the pharmacy to get some medicine, and reapplied the man.

After a lot of tossing, Wuku looked at Xuanqing's sweaty forehead and tired expression, and couldn't help but stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Master, it's already late, you should go to rest first."

Xuan Qing looked at the man who was almost wrapped into rice dumplings on the bed, his extremely indifferent pale complexion slightly improved, his strong body was covered with entangled gauze.

He shook his head slowly, "But there is still a medicine to feed him..."

Wuxin was worried that Xuanqing would be exhausted if others could not be rescued, and said anxiously on the side: "Oh, uncle, the medicine will take a while, I will bring it over and feed it to him later, it will be fine if you fall during the day I was injured, and now I have been busy for most of the night, so I should go back to wash and rest earlier."

Everyone disagreed, Xuanqing was indeed tired and sleepy, so he nodded his head, "Okay then, just call me if you need anything."

Wuxin hurriedly nodded.

He just returned to the room, and after washing, he wore a thin white underwear and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Good professional ethics Even if there is no one now, we must always maintain the image of a holy monk.What if there is an expert peeping in the dark, or someone breaks into the room in the next second?

He seemed to be sitting cross-legged in meditation, twirling Buddhist beads, and chanting sutras before going to bed.He secretly clicked on the panel and checked his own attributes.

After saving people, his merit value increased by 10000, and he also gained the titles "Invincible Holy Father", "Picking up Master"...

thing? ... Xuan Qing twitched the corner of his mouth.

In the character relationship column, in addition to the monks of Qingchan Temple, there are Nan Shuxuan (Bei Xuan), Nan Shuyu (Bei Yu), Kong Ying and others.

Now there is another strange character card.Generally speaking, if there is no merit value to collect later, the character card will turn gray.Now that there are bright-colored character cards, it means that these people are still very valuable!

【Name: *Shadow*

Age: 22 years old

identity:***

Remarks: Martial arts are high-strength, but his life experience is a mystery.

After unlocking the real identity, the merit value will be rewarded with [-]. 】

Is this real identity so valuable?

Xuan Qing was both surprised and delighted. He was still studying the man's character card, and when he was thinking about how to figure out the real identity of the man, there was a sudden sound of porcelain shattering from the next door.

Xuan Qing hurriedly opened his eyes and got out of bed to check.

"What's going on?" As soon as he entered the room, he saw Wuxin staggering and about to fall, so he immediately stepped forward to catch Wuxin.

The strong inner strength made his body surge with energy and blood. Fortunately, this body has a good foundation, so he used a little inner strength to support Wuxin to take two steps back and stand firmly.

It's just that the result of using internal force is that the corners of the lips are soaked with blood.

"Master!" Wu Ku and Xuan Yuan also rushed over, seeing this scene, their expressions changed instantly.

"Junior brother, didn't you say that you can't use your internal strength unless you have to?" Xuan Yuan was worried that the man would do something again, so he pulled Xuan Qing behind him while talking.

"I..." Xuan Qing wanted to express that he was fine, but seeing Shang Xuan Yuan's ugly and nervous face, he couldn't help swallowing the words obediently.

Wu Xinzheng had lingering fears, and Xuan Qing seemed to have suffered internal injuries because of him. For a while, he looked at the man who was struggling to prop up his body by the bed, and was furious, "What's the matter with you? This is my uncle You dropped the medicine I prescribed for you after so long! I gave you the medicine out of good intentions, but you still hit someone!"

After hearing Wuxin's words, Xuanqing looked at the situation in the house again, and probably knew what was going on.

It is estimated that when he accidentally gave the man the medicine, the man woke up with a start, and his extremely high vigilance made him conditioned to shoot.

Sure enough, there was no expression on the man's indifferent face, and his long black and sharp eyebrows were staring at them like swords.

The wound on his body opened again, blood stained the gauze, and his face seemed to be a little pale, but his strong vigilance was still there.

Continuing the confrontation like this is not an option, Xuanqing had no choice but to push away the two people standing in front of him, stepped forward and said gently: "Amitabha, don't be nervous as a benefactor, we are monks from Qingchan Temple, and we happened to be seriously injured when we were on our way earlier. Your benefactor, that’s why I took you to the inn for treatment.”

When Xuan Qing stood up, the man's gaze fell on Xuan Qing all the time.

He had just washed up and was about to fall asleep, and he hadn't had time to put on his monk's robe.His slender figure is a bit thin, but this does not affect his burning Tsinghua demeanor.

The man's dark eyes stared at him for a long time before he said with certainty, "I remember you."

His voice was thick and deep, probably because he woke up from a coma, and it was a little hoarse, but at this moment, it sounded a little unexpectedly naive, "You saved me."

Xuan Qing was taken aback for a moment, it seemed that the other party was still a little grateful, so it would be easy to handle!

He sighed softly and clasped his hands together, "Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The benefactor's injuries are easy to heal, but his legs still need to be recuperated. Does the benefactor have a place to go?"

The man's leg has been delayed for a long time. With his current medical skills, even if it is cured, it may still hurt in rainy days in the future.

"I don't know where I'm going." The man frowned slightly, showing a little confusion in his expression.

What's the meaning? ...

Xuan Qing paused, seeing the back of the opponent's head was also tightly wrapped, and had an ominous premonition.

He hesitated and said, "Benefactor, do you still remember what happened before you were injured?"

The man looked at him with clear eyes and shook his head, "I don't remember."

Xuan Qing's heart skipped a beat, and his frown deepened, "The benefactor still remembers his name?"

"No..." The man said with a bit of confusion in his eyes, he paused, and the flashing impression in his brain made him hesitantly say: "Call me... Ying... I don't care about anything else." remembered."

As he spoke, he came back to his senses, his originally dark eyes looked at Shang Xuanqing, but they were very pure, and he said bluntly: "I only remember seeing you when I was in a coma."

I don’t remember what it’s called, I just remember him, hello?Then what about his mission of finding his true identity!

There was a deep compassion in Xuan Qing's eyes.

"Master, why did he lose his memory?" Wuxin is not a person who can hold grudges, so he quickly forgot about the other party beating him earlier.

Xuan Qing's eyebrows were slightly sad, "Probably the back of the head was hit, there was blood in it, and it was oppressed, so I lost my memory."

Wuxin was a little worried, "Then will he be alright?"

"...The blood should go away and the memory should be restored."

Xuanqing suddenly thought, anyway, as long as the person is by his side, it will be a matter of time before he knows his true identity. Looking at the man, his expression showed concern, "If the shadow benefactor trusts me, you can go back to the Qingchan Temple with us for a while, and heal your wounds first." , As for the memory, give me some time to study how to eliminate the congestion."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man nodded and said in a deep voice without hesitation, "I believe in you."

Xuan Qing: ... Well, why do people who seem indifferent and fierce feel so easy to deceive?

Xuan Qing looked at the blood on the man's upper body, and said, "Master Shadow, your wound is open, I'll help you re-bandage it..."

But Wuku stopped him, and took a step forward, "Master, let me come."

Who would have thought that the man's expression darkened in an instant, although he had forgotten the martial arts moves, but his inner strength was still there, Wu Ku was forced back a few steps by the powerful inner strength.

Only when he turned to Xuanqing did he look calm and say seriously: "Come here, I only trust you."

Xuan Qing: ...he took back what he said earlier that he was easy to deceive.

Xuan Qing comforted Wu Ku, and bandaged the man's wound again.

Forget it, for the sake of his value, let's raise him first.