The witch doctor's character can't be broken

"Little Lian—"

"As one wishes--"

Light rain began to fall from the sky, and several families held lanterns and yelled in Tianjie, hoping to find their daughter before the curfew.

Chen Qiwen lifted the curtain and took a look, then turned his head and said, "I heard five or six names in such a short while, why haven't these girls returned home? I heard the voice of shopkeeper Liu from the opposite side."

Liu Ye'er is lively by nature, and often takes her little sisters out and in.Because they are all merchant women, the etiquette rules are not strict, and the adults in the family have been friends for several lifetimes, so they don't deliberately discipline and restrain them.The three of Chen Qiwen often come to the clinic, because they are friends of Yi Duanduan, and they have become familiar with them.

Although this Miss Liu is bolder, she doesn't seem to be a careless person.

Zhao Ji frowned and said, "Maybe there are some bad guys who sneaked into Beijing."

He thought about reporting it to Jingzhao Mansion, but Shen Yulin said, "Don't encounter something dirty."

At the foot of the imperial city, who would dare to abduct a girl here?It's just that there are people who are not afraid of death and want to try it. It is not easy for a woman to smuggle out of the city, let alone five or six?

I'm afraid it's still aimed at the prince.

Chen Qiwen also became more cautious, turned around and closed the medical hall, and sat around Zhao Ji with Shen Yulin: "Mr. Make a deal."

Mr. Doctor went out in anger in the evening, and when he came back, he and Master Huijing closed their doors to study the whereabouts of Prince Wang's soul.I hope they can finish before that monster comes to the door.

Seeing that the two of them were vigilant, Zhao Ji stroked his forehead: "I am an idle clan, why am I being targeted by monsters again and again? Could it be possible that I can live forever if I eat the flesh and blood of this king?"

Chen Qiwen frowned, "It seems to be because of the luck of the royal family."

Yuelan once told him that Mr. Liu had taken Zhao Ji captive, and he was afraid of being punished by the gods and did not dare to kill him, so she wanted to seduce him with women and slowly steal his royal aura.When they came back and caused trouble, Master Liu wanted to make a quick decision, trying to use Zhao Ji as a cauldron, and forcibly recruited him.

Luck is something that cannot be seen or touched by the naked eye, and it sounds like a myth, more like nonsense.

Zhao Ji picked at his fingers and asked in a low voice, "Why doesn't that monster go to the palace?"

Speaking of the real dragon emperor, royal luck, who can beat the one on the dragon chair?If he is really a big monster or an old monster, he should go to the palace to recruit the emperor.

"My lord, be careful!" Shen Yulin suddenly changed color and knelt heavily on the ground.

Zhao Ji just complained casually, seeing Shen Yulin like this, felt powerless for a while.He is the posthumous son of Emperor Taizu, the nephew of today's son, and the most likely to be established as the prince's clan. The halos imposed on him have already deprived him of the freedom to joke casually.

"Get up." He couldn't blame Shen Yulin, as a courtier walked on thin ice, there was nothing wrong with being cautious.

Chen Qiwen watched it silently for a while, seeing the gloomy look on Zhao Ji's face, his heart moved.

This Prince Xuan is not a busy person, nor does he have a strong desire for power. He is easy-going and doesn't put on airs very much. He is born with an open-minded and optimistic heart.Even if he was trapped in the illusion by Master Liu, he was still able to keep his mind steady, making false claims with them, without any trace of sadness.

It is rare to see him showing such an expression, Chen Qiwen couldn't help but think a little deeper.

The door of the east chamber was gently pushed open by Hui Jing, and he turned sideways to let the doctor pass through first, then stepped out by himself, and then slowly closed the door, making sure it was tight.

It's like having a hobby.

"Mr. Doctor," Chen Qiwen glanced at his dark eyes, and whispered, "Did you find Prince Wang's soul?"

The doctor continued: "Not in the underworld."

It is written in the book of life and death that Prince Yangshou is 65 years old. If he is too late to stand up now, there will be no ghosts to arrest him.

But that ray of living soul disappeared for no reason.

Huijing felt guilty, and said in a deep voice: "It's all the old monk's fault." He heard the noisy voices outside, and asked again: "What happened?"

Chen Qiwen said: "A few girls got lost. Yuemo started to disappear in the afternoon, and someone saw them leaving the city together."

The doctor continued to frown.

There is a barren hill in the suburbs of Beijing, and the bottom is full of holes made by rabbits, hiding a nest of old rabbits.In the evening, he saw two rabbits fighting, and Luoxiafeng was pregnant, so he let it go out of kindness, and only caught the other one to roast.

When he left, Liu Ye'er and the others were still talking on the hillside.

"The benefactor has already thought about it." Hui Jing clasped his hands together, "I wish to go with the benefactor."

Chen Qiwen was scratching his head, and suddenly remembered the words of the doctor in the past: "I only care about curing diseases and saving people, and I don't do the work of guiding people to be good."

Now comes the one who leads people to be good.

Seeing that they were discussing about going out of the city, Shen Yulin hurriedly asked, "Mr. Doctor, will the prince be in danger?"

Rescue is needed only when there is danger, is it better to earn merits?The doctor glanced intermittently at the three men with apprehensive faces, leaned over and took out an old sword pouch from the counter, and threw it into Chen Qiwen's arms.

"Self-defense."

This sword pouch is really worn out, it doesn't fit the doctor's persistent and dignified temperament at all, and it looks extraordinarily abrupt when it is placed with him.It was also like this that made the three of them believe that this was a treasure.

Chen Qiwen was touched and said: "Thank you, Mr. Yi. I just don't know how to use this treasure?"

"This is a gift from someone else." The doctor is not greedy for Yan Chixia's favor, "Just carry it with you."

This is what the sword fairy used to hold the head, not only the sharp murderous aura of the sword, but also the condensed resentment of countless dead monsters lived in it.Ordinary little demons will lose their souls at the first glance, even if they have some skills, they have to weigh it carefully before making a move.

Huijing waited quietly at the side all the time, and after seeing the doctor arranged for the three of them, he went out together with him.

"The benefactor of the doctor looks cold, but he is actually a righteous man with a warm heart."

The doctor looked at him continuously and raised his eyebrows, "You can barely be considered a Buddhist cultivator, and you don't even know your merits?"

Hui Jing chanted the sound of Buddha in a daze, and asked humbly: "Dare to ask the doctor and benefactor, what is the use of this merit and where does it come from?"

He cultivated the relic in a daze, and he didn't realize that he had the Buddha's light. He was looking for that unlucky prince with all his heart, thinking that he was just an ordinary old monk.

There was some subtlety in the doctor's mind, and he said in a low voice: "The Buddha said: Don't say it. You have to understand it yourself."

Hui Jing didn't know the grudge against racial differences in his heart, and said with a smile: "The doctor and benefactor has the root of wisdom, and he has a predestined relationship with my Buddha."

Buddha?The doctor closed his eyes and thought for a while, and the two big shiny bald dippers of Zhunti and Jieying reflected in his mind, and he also showed a slight smile.

The two of them walked in the drizzle at night, and the lanterns on the street shone with warm light, which reflected in the water like the moon in the sky.

Shopkeeper Liu shouted at his daughter until his throat was burning, and he saw the two of them walking slowly by mistake.The older young master was dressed in gray black clothes, with a calm demeanor and a sense of Zen in his body, as if nothing in the world of mortals was on his mind.The little doctor is like a tall and indifferent bamboo knot, with snow-colored wide sleeves fluttering around, towering like a jade mountain, free from any worldly notions.

"Old Liu, what's wrong with you?"

Shopkeeper Liu wiped his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "We are also human beings, but we have to worry about our family and children. Every day when we open our eyes, there are countless troubles. Why do others not worry about everything and feel at ease?"

The man hooted and shook his hand in front of Shopkeeper Liu, "Old Liu, you can't let it go. Your little Ye Erji has a natural appearance, so don't think about it, just let it go on a cliff!"

Shopkeeper Liu came back to his senses when he heard his daughter's name, and hurriedly said, "I don't want to become a monk, don't tell my wife about this..."

The two sighed again as they talked, and they were still calling everywhere to find someone.

The doctor took a look back and saw shopkeeper Liu walking to another street, and said: "You have to learn to restrain your breath, otherwise you won't come out in the mountains."

Otherwise, people will always be seduced into "interpretation" and "sudden enlightenment", and one by one they will become monks, which is also a great disaster.

Huijing didn't understand what it meant, "Cross the heart of dust, take refuge in my Buddha, and stay away from all greed, hatred, ignorance and love in the world, what's wrong?"

The doctor did not argue with him, but instead asked: "Do you know where the five labors and seven injuries of ordinary people come from?"

"Being born with it is the evil of the previous life."

"Past life..." The doctor sneered intermittently. For the Wu Clan, life is life, death is death, and there is no reincarnation.

"No matter how many past lives there are, there is always a source from which everything began."

Huijing was stunned for a while, and the ignorance of a child was revealed in his eyes.

The doctor rubbed the copper plate on his fingertips intermittently, and said leisurely, "When you figure this out, maybe..." It will be an opportunity.

He didn't continue talking, he was immersed in his thoughts, and he never noticed the streamer in his eyes.

It's long past the time for the city gate to release the key, and it's only half a stick of incense away from the curfew.The doctor cast a glance at the guard guarding the gate, dragged Hui Jing to jump up from the base of the wall, kicked and climbed up the city wall.

Hui Jing felt that he was a calm old man in his 80s, so he restrained himself from screaming.Unexpectedly, just after he breathed a sigh of relief, he led him to jump off the wall again.

With his feet on the ground, he slowly let go of his clenched heart, and with a pale face, he coughed lightly: "If there is a next time, please be the benefactor and let me know first."

The rain in the suburbs of Beijing has stopped, and the grass and trees are wet and covered with water vapor. After walking a few steps, my clothes are soaked, and even my shoes and socks are cool.

Huijing went up to the barren mountain in a state of distress, seeing the doctor breathing steadily and his complexion as usual, and the wide-sleeved gown on his body was still white and brand new, without any water stains, he couldn't help asking: "Is the benefactor really a human?"

"When did I say I'm human?" The doctor looked in surprise.

Hui Jing was suffocated by this answer, and sighed while beating his legs.

"Monk." Yi Xunduan threw the relic back to him, "cast a spell to explore the rabbit hole down below."

"My old man is 83 years old."

Huijing reminded him, and held the relic to feel the twists and turns of the tunnels below the mountain without complaint.

83 years old, very old?

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