disguised holy monk

The sky is gray, the wild is vast, and the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low.

Xuanqing strolled leisurely on the grass, and thought of this sentence for no reason.Here, the grass is green and the sky is blue, and there are people grazing not far away. I feel that life is pleasant and pleasant for no reason.

Mu Yixin was half a step behind him, as long as Xuanqing didn't go to other people's territory, he basically didn't say a word, just followed behind him silently.

There was a comfortable atmosphere around Xuan Qing, even though the two of them were silent, they didn't feel embarrassed.Mu Yixin likes this.

As Xuanqing walked, he saw that the men on the grassland were hunting and grazing, and the women were also milking cows to make wine.

Wherever he walked, those people would look at him from time to time, because he was too outstanding no matter his clothes or temperament.

Xuan Qing also noticed that the men and women on the grassland were all wearing fur-like robes, like the fur of wild animals.He heard from the two maidservants who were with him that only nobles could afford to wear silk and cloth here, because northern Xinjiang did not produce these, so they were exchanged with cattle, sheep and horses to the border merchants in the Southern Dynasty. of.

While observing around, Xuan Qing silently wrote down all this.

When the two passed a tent, a seven or eight-year-old child suddenly jumped out of nowhere. He ran wildly on the grassland with a small stick, and bumped into Mu Yixin cheering when he saw Mu Yixin.

"Uncle!"

Mu Yixin's face remained unchanged, he grabbed the child by the collar, turned to Xuanqing and said embarrassedly: "This is my brother's son Mu Yanfeng. Ah Feng, send your greetings to your lord."

Mu Yanfeng was half-hanging in the air, and after listening to Mu Yixin's words, he turned to Xuan Qing, who looked at him curiously, and felt a little embarrassed when he saw this, he had never seen such a beautiful girl on the grassland before. People, whispered obediently: "Hello, my lord..."

The child was wearing a small robe, his head was shaved, only a small bang on his forehead, and he was slender for a seven or eight year old child.

Xuan Qing blinked and smiled slightly, "Hello..."

Mu Yanfeng became even more shy, and unconsciously hid behind Mu Yixin.

It was rare for Mu Yixin to see his monkey-like little nephew so obedient, so he couldn't help but let go.

Mu Yanfeng turned around and got into the tent with a grunt, and then the tent opened, and a woman with gray temples came out, "Ah Xin, why are you back at this time?"

Mu Yixin's eyes softened, "Mother, this is the princess' distinguished guest, Master Xuanqing, I happened to show you around."

"It turns out that he is the princess' honored guest, so this temperament is different!" The woman glanced at Xuanqing, with a warm smile on her face, "Since you are here, why don't you come in and sit down, it happens that I just brewed kumiss, Give your guests a taste!"

They are really hospitable and simple grassland peoples.

Xuan Qing couldn't help but smile in his eyes, it's a pity that he can't drink.

"Thank you aunt for your kindness, but it's just that people who practice are not suitable for drinking alcohol."

The woman turned around and gave him a pot of fortress, "Take it, this is a good thing, it can relax the muscles and blood, dispel the cold and invigorate the stomach."

Xuan Qing couldn't resist such enthusiasm, smiled helplessly, "You must not..."

Mu Yixin on the side understood the Buddhist regulations of the Southern Dynasties. He hurried forward to take the wine in his mother's hand, "Mother, I will take it for your lord. We still have something to do, so let's go first."

Mu Yixin walked away gradually with the wine in one hand and Xuan Qing in the other, and then said: "My mother has such a temper, if she doesn't accept it, she will definitely not be able to leave."

Xuanqing looked helpless, and said seriously: "Amitabha, this little monk who drinks wine is absolutely unacceptable."

Mu Yixin stopped to look at him for a while, Xuanqing's expression was inexplicably firm.

Obviously here, even if he drank it, no one would know about it.

What a stubborn and admirable person.

He scratched his head, "Then I'll drink it for you."

Xuan Qing: ...Okay, he sees that you want to drink it yourself!

……

When the two of them came back, before Xuanqing returned to his tent, Wanyan Banqin's subordinates stopped him, saying that the princess invited him to the big tent.

Xuan Qing and Mu Yixin walked over together, and saw that apart from Mu Yiliang, Wanyan Banqin's other competent subordinates were also here.

Xuan Qing was slightly puzzled, "I don't know what the princess called the monk?"

In the tent, Wanyan sat half-quilted at the head, Mu Yiliang glanced at her, then took a step forward, and obediently knelt down in front of Xuanqing.

Mu Yiliang was tall and tall, he knelt down in front of him and jumped him.Xuan Qing quickly stretched out his hand to help him up, "What is Mu Benefactor doing?"

But Mu Yiliang refused him, and said seriously: "I have offended my lord by my reckless words. I apologize to my lord today, and I hope my lord will be tolerant. Don't bother with me, a reckless man."

Xuanqing doesn't believe that Mu Yiliang can say these few polite words, most of them were taught by Wanyan Banqin.

But Mu Yiliang did say it willingly.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled like a clear moon at the corners of his eyes and brows, "It's not worth mobilizing so much for such a trivial matter. Donor Mu has the courage to correct his mistakes and act bravely, and he is also a hero. Please hurry up." .”

"Thank you, my lord!" Mu Yiliang followed his strength and stood up. He smiled unconsciously and looked at Wanyan Banqin, "Boss, I told you that your lord will not blame me."

Xuanqing: ... I think you all got the character design of his holy monk right!

"Master is willing to forgive you as long as you are willing, but if you speak provocatively in the army at will, go down and get thirty army sticks." Wanyan Banqin finished speaking lightly, and at this time also stood up, walked to Xuanqing's side, her expression was slightly a little bit Admire, "I've also heard about what happened today. It seems that the master is not only excellent in martial arts, but also in archery."

Xuan Qing said modestly: "The princess is overwhelmed."

After Wanyan Banqin's incident, at least with her, no one dared to despise him anymore.

But what exactly does this half-dressed man want to do?

……

After that day, Mu Yiliang was beaten with thirty army sticks and lay at home for two days.Mu Yixin often came to take him around.

It's just that Xuanqing hasn't seen Mu Yixin for two days.

On this day, he thought of it by chance, and only after asking the maidservant did he find out that their mother was sick.

Thinking of the hospitable woman that day, Xuan Qing couldn't help asking, "Is it serious?"

The maid nodded, and her expression was a bit dignified, "I heard that he was seriously ill. Yesterday, Mrs. Mu and the others had asked the princess and the great wizard to have a look. But today I haven't heard that it's getting better..."

Xuan Qing thought about the great wizard that day, and only felt...was it reliable?

He was a little worried, "I'll go and see them. If the princess asks me, just tell the truth."

After he finished speaking, he lifted the curtain and went out. He has been to Mu's house twice in the past few days, so he knows the way.The maid didn't stop him, anyway, as long as he was in the princess' residence, he was free.

On the other side, Xuanqing hurried over, and saw Mu Yiliang and Mu Yixin kneeling beside the bed, his face ashen, and Mu Yanfeng was also crying and shaking his grandma's arm.

The woman on the bed closed her eyes tightly, her face was pale and lifeless.

Xuan Qing hurried forward to feel her pulse, but it was still a bit late... The great wizard's method was to put it bluntly that she was cured by her own strong resistance, but she was old.

"My lord?" Mu Yiliang and Mu Yixin saw Xuan Qing hastily rushing in, a gleam of hope suddenly ignited in their originally ashen expressions.

Xuan Qing glanced at them, feeling a little touched in his heart.

It suddenly occurred to him that he now had enough points to upgrade his pharmacist bronze finger to a silver finger!

He looked at the two of them seriously, and asked, "You two can trust Xuan Qing, would you like to let Xuan Qing have a try?"

Mu Yiliang and the two looked at each other, what could be worse if they were all like this?

They nodded unconsciously.

Xuan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, after upgrading to Silver Finger, he obtained various types of medical props.

He pretended to take out a pack of silver needles from his monk's robe, unfolded them beside the bed, pulled out one with his slender fingers, and began to inject needles from the top of his head.

Mu Yiliang and Mu Yixin clenched their fists while watching. If someone had dared to insert a needle into the top of their mother's head, they would have rushed to break that person's neck.

But now...they somehow believed in the person in front of them.

After a while, Xuanqing's forehead was covered with fine sweat, but their mother's expression gradually improved, and suddenly black blood slowly soaked from the corner of her mouth, and then her breathing became longer, and her face turned ruddy.

"Mother!" Both Mu Yiliang and Mu Yixin had unbelievably happy expressions on their faces, looking at Xuan Qing with moved expressions, their eyes were still a little moist.

Xuanqing breathed a sigh of relief after withdrawing the needles one by one. He wanted to write a prescription to grab some medicine, but he realized that there was no medicine on the grassland except the black water of the great wizard.

He thought about it the last time he passed a meadow with Mu Yixin and seemed to see some wild herbs growing wild.

"My aunt's condition is under control, but she still needs some medicine to assist treatment. You wait until I get some herbs back." He opened the curtain and hurried out as he spoke.

Mu Yixin glanced at Xuanqing's leaving figure, then at the person on the bed who looked better, and said worriedly: "Brother, take care of mother, I will go with you."

After he finished speaking, he chased out.

On the other side, Xuanqing found the piece of herbs from memory, and put the needed herbs into the cloth bag one by one.

He searched all the way, and finally walked out of the border without realizing it.

Until a deep male voice sounded from behind

"Are you the Southern Dynasty monk that Fourth Sister took home and hid?"

Xuan Qing turned around and saw a person riding on a horse, with narrow sleeves tied up, a belt around his waist, and long boots on his feet. He was dressed neatly, with thick black hair tied into twisted braids on both sides, and his eyes were as sharp as eagles. With a bit of cold.He was looking at Xuan Qing with dark eyes.