Quick Travel: Who taught you how to attack villains like this?

The hospital ward was silent. Yu Yan stood quietly beside the bed, staring at the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

The man was skinny and looked horrible, with deeply sunken eye sockets, as if all his flesh and blood had been ruthlessly devoured by the years; his lips were as pale as paper and bloodless, and at first glance he looked a bit like a creepy mummy in the movies.

However, deep in the original owner's memory, this person was an extremely beautiful and charming woman.

At that time, she always wore a beautiful floral dress, as beautiful as a flower blooming in spring.

Her long black hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, gently brushing against her fair skin. Whenever she gently held her little daughter in her arms, her face would be filled with an extremely gentle and doting smile, and she would coax the child to sleep in a soft voice.

And every time when the original owner cried and made a fuss because of being naughty or willful, she never beat or scolded the child like other parents did. Instead, she would use her loving and extremely gentle voice to patiently explain things to the child and guide him step by step.

It's a pity that fate plays a trick on people.

When the original owner was in high school, this beautiful woman suddenly suffered from pancreatic cancer, a terminal illness.

From then on, the peaceful and happy life of the mother and daughter was completely broken, and replaced by difficult days of fighting the disease day after day.

At this moment, the person lying on the hospital bed did not seem to be sleeping well. She frowned uncomfortably and groaned in pain from time to time.

Finally, she slowly opened her slightly heavy eyelids.

When her eyes fell on her daughter standing beside the bed, the extremely painful expression caused by the illness disappeared without a trace in an instant, and was replaced by a smiling face full of love and warmth.

"Yanyan, it's already dark, why are you coming here?"

Although her voice was weak, the concern contained in it was undiminished.

Yu Yan looked at her haggard face. Affected by the original owner's emotions, she felt a little uncomfortable at this moment. She said softly, "Mom, I'll take you out of the hospital."

After hearing what her daughter said, Chen Qinglan's eyes instantly turned red, tears welled up in her eyes, and she nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay, okay, we'll be discharged from the hospital right now, right away!"

In fact, deep in her heart, Chen Qinglan had already harbored the idea of ​​giving up treatment, because this long and painful illness had already exhausted her.

But her daughter always insisted on letting her receive treatment and never had the slightest thought of giving up.

If it weren't for the daughter's resolute words at the beginning - "Mom, if you leave, I will never live alone!"

Chen Qinglan may have already chosen the path of self-liberation.

Now, hearing that her daughter actually agreed to be discharged from the hospital, Chen Qinglan was extremely happy.

She felt that she was finally no longer a burden to her daughter and could now let her daughter relax a little.

But this joy did not last long. Just as Chen Qinglan was immersed in the beautiful vision of being free from the constraints of the hospital, she suddenly heard Yu Yan say, "Mom, I am not really planning to give up your treatment. I am going to take you to a Taoist temple to pray for blessings. After the prayer, we will go back to the hospital to continue your treatment."

"What? Go to the Taoist temple to pray for blessings?"

Chen Qinglan opened her eyes wide, her face full of astonishment, and her mind went blank, as if her entire train of thought had stopped at this moment.

After she came to her senses, she asked her daughter again in disbelief: "Yan'er, you just said...you want to take me to the Taoist temple to pray for blessings?"

Yu Yan nodded vigorously and explained seriously: "Mom, a few days ago when I was working part-time, I happened to hear someone say that there is a Taoist temple that is particularly effective. It is said that as long as you go there to worship with a pious heart, you can get the blessing of the gods and bless the patients to recover soon. So, I thought of taking you there to worship first, maybe it will bring good luck."

Chen Qinglan: “???”

What happened to her daughter?

Why are you suddenly so feudal and superstitious?

Do you have to go to the Taoist temple to pray for blessings late at night?

Yu Yan didn't give her any chance to think or organize her thoughts. She quickly helped her put on her clothes, and then hurriedly took her to the Taoist temple.

This Taoist temple is located in a remote rural area, surrounded by deserted areas, and looks particularly deserted.

The road leading to the Taoist temple has been covered with moss because no one has walked on it for a long time. It looks green and lush, but it also makes people feel a little eerie.

The mother and daughter stood quietly at the foot of the mountain. Chen Qinglan felt mixed emotions that were hard to describe.

She looked up at the dark forest in front of her, and could barely make out the path ahead under the bright moonlight.

"Yan Yan, do we really have to go up the mountain now? This place doesn't look like it has a lot of incense and people coming and going!"

Chen Qinglan couldn't help but ask, with a hint of fear and uneasiness in her voice.

However, Yu Yan just nodded firmly and answered without hesitation: "Yes."

Then she bent down and motioned for her mother to lie on her back.

After Chen Qinglan lay down steadily, Yu Yan took a deep breath, raised her feet, and walked towards the mountain resolutely.

In fact, Yu Yan had originally thought about secretly treating Chen Qinglan and curing her illness, or giving her a rejuvenation pill that she had made herself.

But this has no beginning or end, and Chen Qinglan will probably be worried and feel it is not real.

After thinking about it, I decided to attribute it to feudal superstition!

It’s a bit of an exaggeration, but it’s still a reason after all!

This is the same as whether you believe in ghosts in this world or not. If you believe, they exist; if you don’t, they don’t.

Chen Qinglan lay weakly on Yu Yan's back. She raised her head with difficulty, and wherever she looked, she saw the seemingly endless stairs leading straight to the sky.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes, dripping on Yu Yan's fair neck like pearls that had broken off the string.

Feeling the warmth of her mother's tears, Yu Yan slightly turned her head, her watery eyes trembling gently, but she pursed her lips and said nothing, only her steps became more steady and powerful, moving forward step by step.

Chen Qinglan finally couldn't suppress the surging emotions in her heart any longer, and she said with a trembling voice with obvious sobs: "Yanyan, if one day mom is gone, you must live well, promise mom, okay?"

However, Yu Yan shook her head firmly and replied in an unusually calm and gentle tone: "Mom, you will definitely get better."

After saying this, he said no more and continued to walk steadily forward carrying his mother on his back.

Chen Qinglan thought of what her daughter had said to her, and her heart ached. Tears once again burst out like a flood.

She was really afraid! She was afraid that after she left, her daughter would be upset and follow her.

Time passed minute by minute, and about two hours later, Yu Yan finally arrived at the gate of a Taoist temple carrying her mother on her back.

This Taoist temple seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, and looked particularly deserted and dilapidated.

The entire yard was covered with a thick layer of dead yellow leaves. In the cold moonlight, one could vaguely see the mottled and peeling walls, giving people a sense of vicissitudes.

Chen Qinglan turned her head and looked at Yu Yan with a puzzled look on her face, and asked softly: "Yan Yan, didn't you tell mom before that praying to the gods and Buddhas here is particularly effective? But why does it seem that no one comes to burn incense now? And it's so desolate..."

"I made special inquiries before I came here. It is said that only people with a predestined relationship can reach this place. Mom, let's go quickly! Let's go inside and take a look."

After Yu Yan finished her serious explanation, she carefully supported her mother and walked slowly towards the main hall.

Chen Qinglan smiled and nodded, indicating that she agreed with her daughter's suggestion, and then followed her.

Since we are here, we should make the best of it. Since we have come all the way here, we should worship sincerely! Chen Qinglan thought to herself.

She prayed silently, hoping that the gods and bodhisattvas would protect her precious daughter Yanyan and let her live in peace and safety in the second half of her life, so that she would never have to worry about food and clothing and would live a life without worries.

In this way, the mother and daughter stepped into the Taoist temple with full piety.

They took out the incense and candles that they had carefully prepared in advance from the bags they carried with them, knelt respectfully on the soft mats, clasped their hands together, closed their eyes, and began to tell the gods their most sincere wishes and prayers from the bottom of their hearts with all their hearts.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked out from the back hall.

He was a handsome young man in Taoist robes, with a figure as straight as a pine tree and an extraordinary temperament.

Looking closely at this young man, I estimate that he is about seventeen or eighteen years old.

However, unlike modern people, he was like an ancient scholar, with long, shiny black hair that fell freely on his shoulders and back like a piece of smooth and soft black silk.

What is most eye-catching is his pair of peach blossom eyes that are as bright as stars and sparkling. Whenever his eyes move, it seems that there are thousands of charms contained in them, which makes people fall in love with him.

This kind of face is just like that of a fairy young man who is indifferent to worldly affairs, cold and unparalleled, and independent from the world.

He walked towards the mother and daughter slowly, each step steady and powerful.

When he got closer, he stopped and looked straight at Chen Qinglan. He asked in a low and magnetic voice, "Chen Qinglan, are you here to cure your pancreatic cancer?"

When Chen Qinglan heard this sudden question, she was stunned for a moment, staring at the young man in front of her who looked like a fairy. For a moment, she had no idea how to respond and could only stand there like a wooden man.

Yu Yan, who was standing by, was the first to come to her senses and quickly replied, "Yes, that's why we are here. I hope you can lend a hand and save my mother."

The young man nodded slightly, indicating that he understood their intention. Then, he fell into a brief contemplation, as if he was considering something.

After a while, he raised one hand and gently reached into the wide cuffs to feel around.

After a while, a small and exquisite white porcelain bottle was taken out from it.

The young man handed the white porcelain bottle in his hand to Yu Yan and said slowly: "You are a good person for ten lifetimes, and you found this place by chance tonight. It seems that God intended to let you escape this disaster. You just need to take the contents of this bottle, and your illness will be cured in no time."

Chen Qinglan stared at the small porcelain bottle in front of her in a daze. Her heart began to beat violently. She wiped her hands subconsciously and took the small porcelain bottle with both hands. "If I eat this, can my illness really be cured?"

"You'll know if you try it."

The young man smiled at her, then turned and walked towards the back hall.

Chen Qinglan opened the bottle, poured out the medicine, turned to look at Yu Yan, closed her eyes, and swallowed the medicine.

She wasn't going to live long anyway, and the outcome couldn't be any worse.

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