A thousand mountains of wind and snow

Chapter 15

He was 1 curious about everything, and his words were as simple as a child's. It was rare for Wen Jiang to be in such a good mood during his illness. Unknowingly, the big ship docked at the port of Wuzhou.

Although Wen Jiang came here at the order of Dali Temple, it was mainly to investigate secretly. Song Qi was sent to hand over, and Zhao Shu was happy that he stayed with Wen Jiang alone. After a few days of rest, Zhao Shu picked a sunny day Li's good weather said that she was going to take Wen Jiang to meet the man he had mentioned earlier who was quite skilled in medicine.

Wen Jiang was surprised that Zhao Shu actually took him to the mountain temple, and gently declined Zhao Shu's idea of ​​carrying him up the mountain, "Since going to the mountain temple, you should be more devout, besides, the rest these days, walking Some roads are not a problem."

Zhao Shu couldn't resist him, thinking what he said was reasonable, so he held a jug of wine in one hand, and prepared the sick man to be blown away by the wind in the other.

However, Zhao Shu did not go to the main entrance, instead he took Wen Jiang to the small gate where the burning monk came in and out of the mountain temple. , unsealed the jug of wine that he was carrying with him and fanned it with his hands, a gust of wind suddenly blew in front of him, and before he had time to clearly see a monk in a gray monk's robe appeared in front of him.

Just as he was about to reach out to get the wine in Zhao Shu's hand, Zhao Shu shook it in front of him like a mischievous, as if he was fishing, and finally closed the lid directly, "Master Wine, long time no see!"

The monk, who is called the wine master, stared at the wine in Zhao Shu's hand for a moment, "Long time no see, long time no see, since I'm here, I shouldn't come empty-handed, no, the poor monk is the only monk in this mountain temple." Just accept the kindness of the benefactor on behalf of the deceased abbot."

Zhao Shu mentioned it again, "Master Jiu doesn't remember me?"

Master Jiu stared at him, and suddenly reached out to touch Zhao Shu's face, "Isn't this little Changyu? I know him! Of course I do! I said before that little Changyu must be a magnificent beauty when he grows up. Look Look at this body, this bearing!"

Seeing that the wine master was about to start talking nonsense again, Zhao Shu quickly stopped, "I have come here to ask for something, my best friend has been plagued by illness for a long time, please trouble the wine master to take a look and help, there are all kinds of good wine. "

The smiling Master Jiu glanced at Wen Jiang who was beside Zhao Shu, and the smile on his face faded a little. Didn't Chang Yu come here specially to tease him to give him a blow? He only lost three points to the late abbot, but he is not a Daluo god, and he can't live to the death of human flesh and bones. It's just that Changyu looks like this... If he says this, he will have no wine in the future the...

"This... this benefactor, has been plagued by serious illnesses for many years, old monk, ah no, poor monk, poor monk, you have to take a good look at it, it's windy outside, why don't you sit inside first?"

"It's work."

Just as Zhao Shu was about to follow in, Master Jiu snorted, "Little Changyu, I think you have some residual poison! It just so happens that the medicinal herbs in the back mountain are blooming, so go pick some according to this."

Without any explanation, he stuffed a piece of parchment with herbal patterns in Zhao Shu's hand, and shut him out of the door with a bang. Shen Zhi will be cured, and he is planning to go to the back mountain to collect herbs, when the door opens again, Master Jiu said seriously, "Diagnosing a disease is a waste of energy, and the poor monk needs external help to be sure that nothing will go wrong, then ..."

He suddenly reached out and hugged the wine in Zhao Shu's hand, and closed the door again with a bang, "Little Changyu, hurry up! If you miss the time, the effect of the medicine will be greatly reduced!"

Zhao Shu looked helplessly at the closed door, the wine master was still the same, every time he went to Ningdu, he would ask him to trick him into drinking, and he refused to quit in the mountain temple, looked down at the parchment, got up and went to Go back to the mountain.

Master Jiu closed the door with a cynical face, turned around but changed his expression, bowed respectfully, "The poor monk is arrogant, I'm afraid there is nothing I can do to save him, I'm guilty of long Yu, the benefactor is sorry."

Just now, when he was thinking about whether he should tell Chang Yu behind his back, he saw him give him a look. After all, Chang Yu, a child with a pure mind, should give him some hope.

Wen Jiang smiled, "It was Wen Jiang who made things difficult for Master."

Master Jiu frowned, "I don't know if the benefactor could have asked the poor monk to make another diagnosis, even if he couldn't treat it, at least he could delay it for a while."

"Okay," Wen Jiang stretched out his hand to let the wine master feel his pulse. The more the wine master frowned, the more he got up and poured himself half a pot of wine before he calmed down.

"The benefactor's disease is both natural and man-made. The two complement each other, but it is impossible to deal with it. The poor monk doesn't know why the benefactor still wants to do this even though he knows that the current situation is drinking poison to quench his thirst, but..." The more Master Jiu said, the more depressed he became. One sip, the wine has already bottomed out.

"Then I asked Master to cover it up for me. In this world, no one is involuntary. Wen Jiang is just not reconciled. Even if his life is in the hands of others, he still wants to try to see if there is any hope of breaking the situation. It’s just not reconciled to making trouble.”

"The benefactor does not have to be so pessimistic. Although the poor monk is not skilled in art, he also knows some facial features. Looking at the face of the benefactor, it is the appearance of Nirvana. It is very likely that there will be a noble person to help him, but this noble person is also in every way. Difficult and dangerous... But! But as long as you pass this level, everything will be bright."

Wen Jiang saluted politely, "Thank you, Master, for your comfort."

Master Jiu looked at Wen Jiang's eyes with some annoyance, "Sir, please sit down for a while, and the poor monk can think about how to reduce the poison of the medicine."

"Changyu should probably..."

Just as he saw a figure through the window screen, Master Jiu said, "Your friend has been ill for a long time, and you have to make a proper diagnosis. Little Changyu, help me get a book from the abbot! The one with the lotus flower on the cover .”

It was rare for Zhao Shu to be so obedient, so he went to the mountain temple. Master Jiu said apologetically, "Don't be angry, the benefactor, and the poor monk is not a messenger to Changyu. In fact, the poor monk once made a vow to guard the mountain temple all his life. Pollution, even if you can't step into the abbot's master's house, Changyu's mind is pure, the abbot will like it, and it's not an offense to the place where the old man sits."

After finishing speaking, he took golden needles and gave Wen Jiang acupuncture, "These places are extremely painful, please bear with me, the benefactor."

Zhao Shu put the herbal medicine and got up and went to the abbot's place. The wine master's respect for the abbot's master has reached the level of a god. Zhao Shu also heard him say how many times the abbot's compassion and compassion for the abbot, how to point a vicious person Turning into a good-hearted person, how to turn hostility into friendship with one's own strength, Zhao Shu clasped his hands and bowed in front of the abbot's door, "Master abbot, I have offended you lately, I hope your spirit in heaven will not be offended."

It was another sincere prostration before opening the door and walking in. As Master Najiu said, the abbot master has been sitting for many years, but this room is spotless, somehow a heart came into this room Unexpectedly settled down strangely.

Abbot Master’s books are very well arranged, Zhao Shu found the booklet with lotus flower on the cover without much effort, and a piece of paper fell out of it when he was pulling it out, Zhao Shu quickly picked up the paper and was about to stuff it in But seeing the words Benefactor Wen written on that piece of paper, and wondering if it was out of curiosity, Zhao Shu read the piece of paper at a glance.

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"Benefactor Wen, I am ashamed of the trust of the benefactor. I read all the ancient books and found a herb called Muyuhua from the illusory legends. The disease of the benefactor Wen is beyond the reach of ordinary herbs. It cannot be cured by medicine stones. , although this medicine is illusory and impossible to find, but there is also a prescription, if you can find this Muyu flower in the future, you may as well try it once or twice, I only hope that the Buddha will bless you, and Lord Wen can live forever without being restrained."

For some reason, Zhao Shu looked at the Wen benefactor written on it and subconsciously thought that this benefactor Wen was Wen Jiang. After thinking about it, Zhao Shu opened the book and found the place where the paper was sandwiched. I also clipped a green leaf as a bookmark, no wonder the letter fell off, and there was a piece of paper on it, which was naturally some herbs that Zhao Shu didn’t recognize, presumably it was the prescription, and the abbot specially marked it with cinnabar Wooden fish flower is extremely mysterious and precious, if you are lucky enough to find it, you must use it as medicine within ten days, otherwise it is useless.

Zhao Shu closed the book, thinking that he would have to ask the wine master if he knew about the Muyu flower, but it was just a flower, no matter how illusory, since it was recorded, it must have been found by someone , it is not a false statement, Shenzhi's disease will definitely be cured.

When Zhao Shu went back, Master Jiu was withdrawing the needle, half of the teacup was dripped with black blood, and Wen Jiang's complexion improved a lot.

"The medicine is three-point poisonous. It's better for the benefactor to be more cautious when using the medicine in the future."

"Master Laojiu is worried."

Zhao Shu handed the book to Master Jiu, but Master Jiu didn't respond. He gave Wen Jiang an improved version of the prescription and insisted that Zhao Shu bring another jar of wine next time.

Just as he was going down the mountain to send Wen Jiang to the carriage, Zhao Shu slapped his head, "Shen Zhi, wait for me, I seem to have left something behind."

After saying that, he turned around and ran up the mountain. The wine master was pouring white water into the wine jug that had been drunk just now, using water as a drink to satisfy his alcohol addiction. Shu ran in.

"Master Jiu, don't you want to read what is written in that book?"

"Um...that makes sense, I'm about to read it! Then I have to study hard!" As he spoke, he picked up the book and started to read it decently. Zhao Shu stared at Master Jiu for a while, and suddenly reached out his hand to stop it. The wine master flipped his hands, "Muyuhua is