The Little Monk Goes Down the Mountain [Transmigration Book]

Because Fu Zizheng was still relatively weak right now, they only dared to let him stay in the Lingquan for two hours.

But even this short two hours made Fu Zizheng look much better than before, Zhanming heaved a sigh of relief, Ye Wushuang also looked much more relaxed than before, and the expression on his face was much softer.

They went back to the guest room, and now it was not easy to put Fu Zizheng in the glazed ice coffin. Finally, they made a compromise and placed him in the spiritual spring behind the guest room. Although it was not as nourishing as the Tianchi water, it was still much better than the ice coffin.

City Lord Ye exchanged some greetings and left, but Ye Wushuang did not leave, just stood blankly by the Lingquan, looking at Fu Zizheng who was sitting in the Lingquan with his eyes closed, motionless.

Seeing her like this, Zhan Ming felt a little strange in his heart, but in the end he just smiled and said in a low voice: "Miss Ye, you don't have to worry, Fellow Daoist Fu will recover sooner or later."

Unexpectedly, Ye Wushuang acted as if he hadn't heard this sentence, and suddenly said: "Master Zhanming, did you know your brother before?"

Zhan Ming's tone was stagnant, but finally he shook his head: "I don't know each other, we only met a few months ago."

"Oh, that's it." She murmured as if sleepwalking: "Did you know that senior brother once knew someone before he came to Bai Yujing?"

Zhan Ming froze, with a slight embarrassment on his face.

"He and I met when we were very young. I went to Xihuang with my father to do business, and I met him, but after that, when I saw him again, he had already joined the master's sect and became a master." My senior brother." Ye Wushuang seemed to have remembered something good, with a silly smile on his face, still staring straight at Fu Zizheng in the Lingquan, his eyes were so gentle that water dripped out.

"He is extremely talented, but has a withdrawn personality. He has little contact with his brothers and sisters. Only I can talk to him." When she said this, her face was faintly proud.

But Zhan Ming couldn't help sighing, this is actually the right thing to say, Fu Zizheng was able to escape from Xihuang back then, thanks to Ye Wushuang and his daughter.

Ye's father and daughter went to Xihuang to do errands, but Fu Zizheng took advantage of it and escaped with their father and daughter. Naturally, the sea was wide and the birds were flying high, and Fu Zizheng naturally soared into the sky.

Because of this, Fu Zizheng had a little kindness towards Ye Wushuang from the very beginning, coupled with the fact that they had been dependent on each other for many years, the relationship between the two was also very close.

"It's just no matter what." Just as Zhan Ming was thinking about the plot, Ye Wushuang didn't stop talking: "No matter how hard I try, I still can't really get into my brother's heart, even if he treats me better than anyone else." Gentle, even though he protects me everywhere, there always seems to be someone in his eyes." When Ye Wushuang said this, there was a trace of pain in his eyes.

She slowly approached Fu Zizheng, squatted down, and looked directly into his face.

"I've been persuading myself not to be too demanding. It's fine now, but..." She slowly stretched out her hand and pressed it against Fu Zizheng's face: "This kind of relationship is still not enough." With a light touch of her hand, a thin The mask like a cicada's wings slowly slipped off Fu Zizheng's face.

Looking at the extremely handsome face in front of him, that extremely familiar face, Zhan Ming couldn't help holding his breath.

Different from the young and astringent back then, Xue Lin at this time, no, it should be said to be Fu Zizheng, his pale face is already the appearance of an adult man, with clear lines, handsome and handsome.

Looking at the person in front of him, Zhan Ming's hands trembled slightly, he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, but he finally saw the person in front of him, but he didn't seem to be as relieved as he imagined.

"Senior brother always likes to wear this mask when he goes out. I don't know why." Ye Wushuang still looked at Fu Zizheng with gentle eyes, without squinting, as if he had no interest in everything around him: "I don't like him at all." In this way, I like him the way he is, and I have told him several times, but he never promises me."

Ye Wushuang tilted his head as if recalling something: "He has never refused my request so bluntly before, I have always cared about this, even now I don't know why, but later Xu was really too Hopeless, I finally gave up, but I didn't expect that I would finally know why he always wears this mask on the day I get married."

Speaking of this, she finally turned her head and looked straight at Zhan Ming, with tears in her eyes: "He is my senior brother, I know what he is like, you said you have never met him, But he has always been the most afraid of trouble and the least willing to associate with others, but if he and you are just acquainted for the first time, how can he risk his life to save each other, and how can he easily associate with you?"

Every word she said seemed to hit Zhan Ming's heart, making his heart difficult, but he couldn't say a word.

"Master Zhanming, do you know that he has been in Bai Yujing for many years, and he has no friends except me."

It was just a light and clever sentence, but Zhan Ming felt like a thunderbolt, and Weng's sound exploded in his ears. He didn't dare to look at Ye Wushuang, let alone Fu Zizheng. He lowered his head, hiding the emotion in his eyes.

Ye Wushuang could see Zhan Ming's helplessness, but he just gave a wry smile. Sometimes what he couldn't ask for might just be a problem for others. Such a puzzle is really unsolvable.

"These words are just the younger generation's speculation. I have disturbed you a lot today, so I will take my leave first." Ye Wushuang cupped his hands, turned and left without further words.

Zhan Ming still stood where he was. What Ye Wushuang said just now completely pierced the window paper. Before, he might have been able to pretend that it might not be true, but at this time, he didn't even have the chance to pretend up.

After a long time, Zhan Ming finally raised his head, and through the gurgling mist, he saw Fu Zizheng's face, with picturesque features, handsome and upright, this is the hero of the original book, the hero of great fortune in this world He was supposed to be sought after by thousands of people. First, everything went smoothly, but when he met him, he became a lonely person. Zhan Ming only felt a slight tingling pain in his heart. The pain was not fatal, but it was subtle. Intensely entwined into the heart, people can not ignore.

He walked up to him, wanting to take a closer look at his appearance. His dark jade-like eyes were tightly closed at this moment, his face was as pale as paper, and his long black hair was loosely loose. Conceal the heroic spirit between the brows.

Zhan Ming stretched out his hand, wanting to brush aside the hair covering his shoulders, but just halfway out, his hand retracted as if scalded by something, and his heart suddenly roared, which was never before. Zhan Ming didn't dare to stay any longer because of the past feeling, turned around and fled in a hurry.

Soon came the day when Ye Wushuang got married. Although it was only three days, Zhan Ming lived in extreme torment.

Due to Ye Wushuang's marriage in the past few days, the entire city lord's mansion has been very lively. Servants come and go, guests come in and out, and the city lord Ye is even more busy for his only daughter. Zhan Ming heard from the servant that the city lord Ye At that time, there will be a three-day banquet in Gufeng City, and the people in Gufeng City will be sensational.

In addition to these quarrels, what made Zhan Ming suffer even more was Ye Wushuang's words that day. He had to help Fu Zizheng go to Tianchi to heal his wounds every day. When the sun is opposite, I always feel a little uneasy.

Zhan Ming was suffering in his heart, counting the days, and finally passed the longest three days in his life. When the entire City Lord's Mansion was flooded with festive red, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the early morning of this day, City Lord Ye came in beaming with a letter, and said with a smile: "Lord Lin has a letter, and it will be here around noon today, little master can rest assured."

Zhan Ming nodded slightly, but his hands clenched his fists tightly, and he became a little nervous. If Fu Zizheng really woke up, he really didn't know how to face him.

When Zhan Ming thought of this, he felt that his originally relieved mood became more and more entangled.

**

Lin Muqiu said it would be at noon, and it was exactly at noon.

The moment Zhan Ming saw Lin Muqiu, he recognized him at a glance. This person was exactly the same as the Lin Muqiu described in the book.

In his thirties, with an ordinary face and a dignified expression, even the strands of his hair reveal a meticulous energy, this person is no different from Lin Muqiu in Zhan Ming's imagination.

As soon as Lin Muqiu came in, he first exchanged a few words with City Lord Ye, then his sharp eyes swept over Zhan Ming, and he said loudly, "This must be Master Zhan Ming from Zhaohui Temple."

Zhan Ming hastily stepped forward to salute: "Junior Zhan Ming, I have met Mr. Lin."

Lin Muqiu and Venerable Haizhen are monks of the same generation, and Zhan Ming is a real junior in front of him.

Lin Muqiu raised his hand: "You don't need to be so polite, I have to thank my little master for this little apprentice."

Zhan Ming shook his head hastily: "Fu Daoyou became what he is now to save me. I feel really guilty in my heart. I don't deserve to be thanked. I only hope that Fu Daoyou can recover as soon as possible."

Seeing Zhanming like this, Lin Muqiu's face finally eased a little, he nodded and said: "Little master is too polite, I am clear about my disciple's temper, this time it must be because of his bravado, he is now Where is it? Please ask the little master to lead the way."

Lin Muqiu was so straightforward, Zhan Ming didn't delay, and immediately led Lin Muqiu to the guest room.

The first time Lin Muqiu saw Fu Zizheng, his complexion changed, Zhan Ming's heart sank, and he hurriedly asked, "But what's wrong?"

Lin Muqiu shook his head, checked Fu Zizheng's pulse, and then said, "I was so eroded by the devil's energy. What's going on? How did I meet a monster?"

Zhan Ming saw him asking a question with a serious face, so he told the story again honestly, but Lin Muqiu's face became more and more ugly, and he murmured: "It's already so powerful."

Zhan Ming raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, did Bai Yujing have prepared for this matter?

Although he guessed so in his heart, he didn't make it clear, he just watched Lin Muqiu continue his diagnosis and treatment.

Lin Muqiu finished the examination very quickly, his expression relaxed a little, and he said: "Although the erosion is severe, Zizheng's physique is special, and it is not too serious. Tianchi can indeed save him. It is not too late. I will take him back right away. .”

When Lin Muqiu said this, the people in the room were both happy and sad, Zhanming looked overjoyed, but Ye City Lord was sad, and said in a low voice: "Then what happened today..."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by Ye Wushuang who broke in: "Father, what are you talking about, brother's injury is the most important!"

Everyone couldn't help but look towards the door, only to see Ye Wushuang in a fiery red wedding dress, barging in just like that.