Aggrieved Fish Sprite

The little novice was packing his luggage in the meditation room.

He looked at the medicine jar and felt that he should take it with him, as the master seemed to be sick recently.

Turning around, I stuffed the wooden fish into the baggage again, and there are several volumes of scriptures that have been used all year round. These things are needed. If I go to another temple to place an order, is it possible to borrow others?

The monastery was noisy, those people from the rivers and lakes had left, and the monks had their own ideas.

Some wanted to leave, they were frightened by what happened today.

Some insist on staying, and their reasons are very good.There are more than a dozen temples in Longzhaofeng, no matter which one will take them in, the empty rooms of the temple are prepared for pilgrims, here is close to the capital, many pilgrims are either rich or expensive, who would like to vacate empty houses for other temples monks live?

The order is to spend the night in other monasteries. Some monasteries are relatively poor and can only provide one place to live, and the accommodation is very poor, and it may even be a firewood house.Some monasteries are relatively wealthy and can provide soup, water and food, and maybe even receive an old monk's robe.

In either case, pending orders should be temporary, and there's only so much to offer for free.

If you want to continue living in another monastery, there are generally two ways.

One is to give money, and the other is to use their own reputation. The eminent monks can lecture scriptures and attract many pilgrims to come here. No matter where the eminent monks go to place orders, they will be sincerely welcomed. Other temples hope that they will live directly for the rest of their lives. Neither leave.

The monks in Liuhe Temple have no money and no reputation, so they are in a very embarrassing situation.

The monks were still arguing, but the little novice had already run back to pack up the burden, and walked towards the old monk humming.

"You... what are you doing?" The abbot got up from the couch in fright, and shouted, "What are you doing in a daze? Don't you know how to help?"

Only then did the monks come to their senses, and rescued the little novice monk from under several huge burdens, dumbfounded.

Just now when the little novice walked into the yard with them on his back, it was like a pile of sacks growing their own legs and moving.

The monks took a look at the burden and found that there were all kinds of things inside.

"What are you doing with wooden fish?"

Several large and small wooden fishes were packed together in one package, which was not heavy in weight but not small in size.

The little novice wiped his sweat and said, "This is the wooden fish that my master, senior brother, and I are used to! If you go to another monastery to place an order, you should ask others to borrow the wooden fish when you can't recite scriptures!"

"What about the medicine jar?"

"...The doctor said just now that Master is not in good health."

The little novice monks brought back their burdens one by one, as if they were about to leave, a monk said, "I haven't decided to leave yet, what do you mean by urging the abbot to force everyone to abandon the monastery together?"

The little novice said with a surprised expression: "The doctor said that my master is sick and cannot continue to live on the mountain. Of course, the little monk has to pack his luggage. As for the senior brothers, it is their own business."

The crowd was speechless.

Of course, the matter is not as simple as what the little novice said. If the abbot wants to leave, but the other monks in the temple will not leave, then the position of abbot of Liuhe Temple should be changed. The house deed and the property keys belonging to the temple need to be handed over to the next abbot.In this way, even if the former abbot ran back from the danger, the monks of Liuhe Temple would not cause any trouble because of the land lease.

Of course the monks who want to stay want to be abbots, aren't they afraid that the old monk will not agree?

Being disturbed by the little novice, everyone was very embarrassed.

Because it seemed that they had other things in mind, only the junior brother was worried about the abbot's condition, and it seemed that the old monk was greedy for the abbot's position and property, so he was hesitant to make a decision.

Childish heart, pure and simple, without so many twists and turns.

When the monks of Liuhe Temple were embarrassed, they were about to say something when they suddenly heard another commotion in front of the mountain gate.

They were stunned for a moment, thinking it was a pilgrim visiting, so they went out to check.

Seeing this, he was so scared that he couldn't speak.

Jin Yiwei, who was still majestic in the temple before, is now almost all wounded, and some of them escaped here by helping each other.They looked back as they ran, as if there was a tiger behind them.

"My friend, we're here!"

Although Gong Jun waited for all the Jin Yiwei to withdraw before finding a chance to escape, but his lightness kung fu was extremely high, and he caught up with his subordinates in no time.Then they were vigilant and rushed back to Liuhe Temple desperately.

A few guards in Jinyi were carried over, their arms and legs were severed, it was quite tragic.

The monks were terrified when they saw it, and hurriedly recited the Buddha's name.

The monk who originally wanted to stay was shaken. No matter how good the place is to shelter from the wind and rain, he can't fight and kill all day long!

"...Where is the doctor!" Gong Jun's eyes were red, and he picked up a monk who knew the guest and asked.

The Zhike monk said tremblingly: "You, is that the young doctor you mentioned who suddenly appeared just now? He has already left..."

"What? Gone?!"

Gong Jun staggered and almost fell.

His internal strength was exhausted, he also suffered internal injuries, and his mind was tense. When he suddenly heard that the doctor who appeared with Meng Qi had left, he instantly felt dizzy and couldn't hold on anymore.

Why take people back to Liuhe Temple?Of course, he wanted to use Meng Qi's hand to deal with Qingwu Patriarch. No matter what grievances Meng Qi had with the Qi Dynasty, the national teacher was even less fond of Qingwu Patriarch who discovered the treasure of Emperor Li's Mausoleum and secretly plotted.

Even if Meng Guoshi went crazy, he would directly break the necks of others, and would not shout and kill.

Meng Guoshi killed people, he really "wanted" to kill people, what about Patriarch Qingwu?

The lesser of two evils, Gong Jun is willing to die simply and neatly, and doesn't want to be caught by Qingwu Patriarch.

As the deputy commander of the Jin Yiwei, he cannot have any "stigma", even if he is killed by "the wilderness", he will lose the emperor's face.

If the emperor ransacked his house in a fit of anger, or regarded him as ashamed and ignored Gong Jun's affairs, it would be troublesome.

——There is also a raccoon slave at home!

The master is dead, what about the raccoon slave?

Those raccoon slaves were bred to be well-groomed and fat, loving and charming, and good at catching mice. They were well-known in Taijing.Every time the cubs were raised, someone would impatiently bring the fish to their door to apply for employment. They were so enthusiastic because they came from the prefect of Fusi Palace in Beizhen.And being famous far and wide, such a raccoon slave will not worry about finding a master, but what if he doesn't find a good master?

Without the owner who can feed them fish, can catching mice get enough to eat?

Two of them are too old to run and can't catch mice. Will someone take them home?

Gong Jun's mind was in a mess, he was thinking too much.

For a while, he was a raccoon slave, for a while it was about his own affairs, for a while he was Meng Guoshi, and for a while he was a doctor who could heal his subordinates...

"Where's Meng Guoshi? Has he left too?" Gong Jun asked with difficulty.

The monks didn't know why, so they asked cautiously: "Who is Meng Guoshi?"

"The doctor is alone."

"Yeah, I just heard about Jinyi...you mentioned Meng Guoshi, but there is no one else in the temple."

Gong Jun almost vomited blood upon hearing this.

Why did you leave?What's the matter with leaving a temple and the treasures of the emperor's mausoleum under the temple?

Just when Gong Jun was feeling desperate, he suddenly heard a voice.

"What are you doing standing in front of the mountain gate? Find a clean mat, put the wounded down, and boil hot water!"

Mo Li didn't continue to compete with Meng Qi for the job of tracking the pigeons. He quickly walked to the mountain gate, pointed at him, and quickly stopped the bleeding of the two most seriously injured Jin Yiwei.

The wound was broken at the elbow, and blood flowed continuously.

Jin Yiwei also used the method of stopping the bleeding, otherwise this person would not be able to survive here.

"Hurry up, the method of sealing the veins won't last long, and need to apply needles."

Mo Li took off his outer robe while talking, the clothes inside him were different from ordinary people, the cuffs only reached above the forearm, exposing the entire wrist and palm.This kind of clothes is what doctors often use, and it is not the kind of old doctor who sits in the hall to diagnose pulse, but the doctor who treats trauma in the military camp.

Jin Yiwei was no stranger to this kind of attire, even though they didn't know Mo Li, they quickly realized that this was the doctor Gong Jun was talking about.

Seeing the ferocious Jin Yiwei who seemed about to demolish the firewood room of the temple, the monks hurriedly said: "There is hot water in the temple, so go to the kitchen to bring it."

Gong Jun held on and led the people into Liuhe Temple.

The ink carp washed its hands in the hot water brought in first, and then ordered someone to bring a white cloth to boil.

"Get out, don't crowd in the room!" Mo Li started to push people away.

Jin Yiwei, who carried the person in, refused, and was about to argue when he was scolded by Gong Jun and went out with his head down.

Of course Gong Jun was not at ease, he simply looked at the blurry shadows inside through the window.

Gong Jun's eyes blurred, and he found that there was an extra knife in Mo Li's hand. The knife was less than a foot long, and the blade was dull, and it didn't even seem to have a sharp edge.

The ink carp put the knife on the fire to roast, then raised the injured man's arm, untied the blood-soaked cloth belt, and directly picked up the residual meat and bones.

The man was dying, and he didn't start struggling until the pain was severe.

Mo carp is not afraid of patients struggling at all, he can tap acupuncture points and give acupuncture.

Then people screamed in the temple, and Jin Yiwei almost rushed in, but was stopped by Gong Jun again.

Mo Li's expression remained unchanged, and he was not moved by the horrific wound at all. He cut the knife accurately and quickly, and he cleaned up the broken arm in a short time. Some seemingly intact flesh and blood were dropped.

Except for swordsmen, Jianghu people do not have the good habit of wiping their weapons frequently.

Basically, it's just a matter of grinding, sometimes in order to hide weapons, they will be stuffed into firewood piles or under the carriage.

If an arm is cut off by such a weapon, even if it does not lose blood to death, the wound will fester and die within seven days of fever.The ink carp took a stick of incense later to attack, and the hope of the injured person surviving was reduced by one point.

The ink carp looked focused and acted decisively.There was no blade, only the afterimage of the blade.

The unlucky Jin Yiwei screamed in pain, almost thinking that he had fallen into the hands of the enemy and was being tortured.

Just when he cried out for help, the ink carp was finished, he looked up at him, took the white cloth and Jinchuang medicine and began to bandage it.

"..."

Gong Jun's eyes were straightened, and he actually saw a saber technique from a doctor who rescued people.

For Gong Jun, who has practiced sword skills to the level of transformation, that ordinary thing seems to be just the sword intent hidden in the afterimage of Kuai. Although it is difficult to detect, it does exist.

"Who are you?" Gong Jun couldn't help asking.

After Mo Li treated the second seriously injured person, he happened to hear Gong Jun's question after going out.

"The injured don't talk." Mo Li signaled the Jin Yiwei next to him to carry Gong Jun to another wing.

Gong Jun covered his mouth and coughed violently, and then began to cough up blood.

"Same knowledge!"

"...I suffered internal injuries, very serious." Gong Jun knew that he couldn't die, but what if he didn't give up now?The patriarch Qingwu might be coming after him, so leave this trouble to Meng Guoshi, so he coughed up blood and told his subordinates, "Xiao Baihu, in case I die, you can take the 50 taels of silver and give it to me." The raccoon slave in my family is looking for a good place..."

Mo Li washed off the blood on his hands, and interrupted Gong Jun's last words: "Ten taels of silver will heal your internal injuries, do you want to? If you don't cure it, you won't die. I'm not in a hurry. You take your time to think about it."

Gong Jun: "..."

The author has something to say:

Gong Jun: After I die, my cat...

Mo Li: I can't die, I raise my own cat, don't let it out to scare people.

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In ancient medical techniques, bacteria are not mentioned, but evils, wind evils and various evils invade, and there is some superficial awareness of disinfection

The protagonist does not have a sterile room, but he is not afraid, he has internal strength and aura【Hello】