Smiling Proud Floating Life

, Angrily said: "You are sitting next to others, just making trouble, how can you play this piano well?" Linghu Chong thought to himself: "I am sitting quietly, when have I made trouble?" Then he understood: "You yourself are in a state of mind Come and blame me." But he didn't argue with her, he lay down on the grass and closed his eyes to rest his mind, and fell asleep unknowingly after being exhausted.

When I woke up the next day, I saw Yingying was sitting by the stream washing her face, and after washing her face, she was combing her hair with a comb, her arms were as white as jade, and her long hair was on the ground.Yingying turned her head and saw her staring blankly at herself, her face blushed, and said with a smile: "Sleepy ghost, I just woke up at this time." Linghu Chong was also a little embarrassed, and said embarrassingly: "I'll go catch frogs again, and see if there are any." I don't have the strength." Yingying said: "Lie down and rest for a while, I'll catch it." Linghu Chong struggled to stand up, but his hands and feet were sore and weak, and with a little effort, his chest was filled with qi and blood, and his heart was very troubled: "Death is death. , live as long as you live, so you can't die, you can't live without someone, not to mention that others look at it as a burden, and I'm really tired of it."

Seeing her unhappy face, Yingying comforted her: "Your internal injury may not be really intractable. It is very secluded here, there is nothing left and right, you can slowly recover from your injury, so why is it so hasty?"

The bank of the mountain stream is located in a remote place, since Ji Wushi and the other three passed by that night, no one has come since then.The two lived together for more than ten days.Yingying's internal injuries have healed a long time ago, she picks wild fruits and catches frogs for food every day, but Linghu Chong loses weight day by day.She forced her to take the pill left by Master Fang Sheng.Playing the piano to lull her to sleep did not do any good to her injury.

Linghu Chong knew that her time was coming, but fortunately she was open-minded by nature, so she didn't worry about it, she still joked with Yingying every day.Yingying was originally self-willed, but when she thought that Linghu Chong would die suddenly every moment, she treated her with gentleness and obedience, sometimes she couldn't help being petty, and immediately regretted it and apologized to her.

This day Linghu Chong ate two peaches, felt sleepy and fell asleep in a daze.In her sleep, she heard a burst of crying, she opened her eyes slightly, and saw Yingying crouching at her feet, sobbing uncontrollably.Linghu Chong was startled, and was about to ask her why she was sad, when suddenly he understood: "She knows I'm going to die, so she's sad." Stretching out his left hand, gently stroking her hair, he forced a smile: "Don't cry, don't cry I still have 80 years to live, how can I go to the West Paradise so soon." Yingying cried: "You are getting thinner every day, I...I...I don't want to live anymore..." Linghu Chong listened to what she said. Sincere and sad, I couldn't help but be greatly moved, my chest felt hot, I just felt dizzy, and blood gushed out of my throat, so I didn't know what happened.

No.20 Six times the willows are dark, the flowers are more crippled

Linghu Chong's coma lasted for an unknown amount of time, sometimes he felt a little bit of consciousness, and his body seemed to be floating in the clouds, and after a while, he passed out again.Being dizzy and waking up from time to time, sometimes it seemed that someone poured water into her mouth, and sometimes it seemed that someone used fire to burn her whole body. Of course, she couldn't move her limbs, and she couldn't even open her eyelids.

This day his mind was slightly clear, he felt that the vein gates of both wrists were being grasped, and a stream of scorching qi was injected from the vein gates of both hands, which immediately clashed with the true energy stored in his body.She felt indescribably uncomfortable all over her body, she just wanted to open her mouth to shout, but she couldn't make a sound, as if she was being tortured by all kinds of tortures.

I don't know how many days have passed in such a drowsy state, I only feel that every time the true energy enters the body, the pain is slightly less than the previous time, and I understand a little bit in my heart, knowing that there is a person with extremely high internal strength who is healing my wounds, He thought to himself: "Could it be that Master and Mistress invited a senior expert to save my life? Where did Yingying go? Where is Master and Mistress? Why didn't Junior Sister disappear?" Thinking of Yue Lingshan, the blood in his chest surged, And personnel do not know.

In this way, someone came to give her inner strength every day.After losing his true energy that day, Linghu Chong's mind was much clearer than before, and he said: "Thank you, senior, I... where am I?" Slowly opened his eyes, he saw a wrinkled face, With a gentle smile.

Linghu Chong felt that this face was very familiar, and looked at him in a daze for a while, seeing that the man had no hair on his head and burnt incense scars, he was a monk, he vaguely remembered, and said: "You...you are Fang... ...Master Fang..."

The old monk looked very relieved, smiled and said: "Very good, very good! You recognize me, I am Fang Sheng." Linghu Chong said: "Yes, yes. You are Master Fang Sheng." In a small room, a lamp on the table was like a bean, emitting a faint yellow light. He was sleeping on the couch with a quilt covering his body.

Fang Sheng said: "What do you think?" Linghu Chong said: "I'm better. Where am I?" Fang Sheng said: "You are in Shaolin Temple." Linghu Chong was very surprised and asked: "I... I’m in Shaolin Temple? Where’s Yingying? Why did I come to Shaolin Temple?” Fang Sheng smiled and said, “You’ve just regained your senses, so don’t waste your mind so that your injuries won’t recur. We’ll talk about everything later.” Once, Fang Sheng came to the small room and used his internal strength to help her heal her injuries.After more than ten days, Linghu Chong was able to sit up and eat and drink by himself, but every time he asked where Yingying was and why he came to the temple, Fang Sheng always smiled and didn't answer.

On this day, Fang Sheng gave Linghu Chong his inner strength again, and said, "Young Xia Linghu, your life is saved for the time being. But the old monk has limited skills and cannot dissolve the strange qi in your body. If you procrastinate day by day, I'm afraid that within a year, your internal injuries will be serious again. At that time, even if there is a Da Luo Jinxian, it will be difficult to save your life." Linghu Chong nodded and said: "Dr. That is to say. The master spared no efforts to save each other, and the younger generation is already very grateful. A person has a life span and a destiny. No matter how powerful the master is, he can’t go against the sky.” Fang Sheng shook his head and said, “My Buddhist family doesn’t believe in the destiny, but only talks about it. Fate method. I told you that day, brother Fang Zheng, the abbot of this temple, has profound internal energy. If he is destined to be with you and can pass on the secret technique of "Yi Jin Jing" to you, then the muscles and bones can still be transferred, let alone dispel the internal and abnormal qi? ...Actually, I, Shaolin, have always been inconvenient with female guests, but I also said that Buddhism talks about fate, and I and Linghu Shaoxia, and Senior Feng, this is the fate, Fang Sheng will definitely meet Linghu The young hero will do his best. I will take you to meet the abbot right now."

Linghu Chong had heard the reputation of Master Fangzheng, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and he was very happy. He said: "Master Fangzheng introduced me. Even if the younger generation does not have the fate and is not favored by Master Abbot, it is a very rare opportunity to meet this eminent monk in the world." Get up slowly, straighten your clothes, and follow Master Fang Sheng out of the small room.Once outside, the sun is dazzling, as if entering another world, and the spirit is refreshed.

When she was moving, her legs were sore and weak, so she had to walk slowly, but she saw that the halls and halls in the temple were magnificently constructed.I met many monks along the way, and they all stayed away from a distance, bowed their heads to Fang Sheng, and performed the ceremony very respectfully.

Go through three long corridors and come outside a stone house.Fang Sheng said to the little novice outside the house: "Fang Sheng has something to ask, brother abbot." The little novice went in to report, then turned around and came out, clasped his hands together and said, "The abbot has a request."

Linghu Chong followed Fang Sheng and went into the room, only to see a short old monk sitting on a futon in the middle.Fang Sheng bowed and saluted, and said: "Fang Sheng pays homage to Brother Fang Zhang, and introduces Linghu Chong, the first disciple of Huashan School." Linghu Chong immediately knelt down and kowtowed.Abbot Fangzheng bowed slightly, raised his right hand, and said, "Young man, less courtesy, please sit down."

After Linghu Chong paid his respects, he sat down on Fang Sheng's futon, only to see that Abbot Fang Zheng had a thin face and a kind expression, and he couldn't tell how old he was.

Master Fang Sheng said: "Young Hero Linghu has recuperated for more than two months, and he is much better." Linghu Chong was shocked again: "It turns out that I have been in a coma for more than two months."

Fang Zheng said: "Very good." He didn't mention Linghu Chong's identity, but said to her: "Young man, Mr. Master Yue is in charge of the Huashan faction. He is a strict and upright person. His name is well known in the world. I have always admired him very much." Linghu Chong Standing up, he said: "Don't dare. The younger generation was seriously injured and unconscious, and Master Fang Sheng rescued him. It turned out that it has been more than two months. My master and wife are sure to be safe?" Whether my master and wife are safe? She went to ask other people, but she was worried about it, so she couldn't help but blurt out the question.Fang Zheng said: "I heard that Mr. Yue, Mrs. Yue and the disciples of the Huashan School are all in Fujian right now."

Linghu Chong immediately relaxed his heart, and said: "Thank you, Master Abbot, for your knowledge." Then he couldn't help feeling sad: "Master, Master, I finally brought my junior sister to Junior Brother Lin's house."

Fang Zheng said: "Young hero, please sit down. I heard from Fang Sheng's junior brother that the young hero's swordsmanship is superb, and he has won the true instruction of Mr. Feng, the predecessor of Huashan. It is really gratifying." Linghu Chong said: "Don't dare." Fang Zheng Said: "Old Mr. Feng has been in seclusion for a long time, the old man only said that he has passed away, and he is still in the world, which makes people overjoyed." Linghu Chong said: "Yes."

Fang Zheng said slowly: "After the young hero was injured, he was mistaken by others, so that many kinds of true energy were injected into his body, which was difficult to dispel. Brother Fang Sheng has already told the old monk in detail. The old monk has carefully studied the details. Only the "Yi Jin Jing" can be used to gradually remove it with one's own power. If the body of the young hero is forced by external force, although it can prolong his life for a while, it is actually drinking poison to quench thirst, and the trouble is even deeper. Master Fang Sheng has been using internal skills for two months to prolong his life. Your life, but after his true energy is injected into your body, there is another strange kind of true energy in your body. Try your luck, young hero, and you will know yourself." Linghu Chong felt a little bit of luck, and he really felt the inner breath in his dantian surging , It was hard to restrain, the pain was so severe that he swayed suddenly, and the sweat dripped from his forehead.

Fang Sheng folded his hands together and said: "The old man is incompetent, which increases the suffering of the young man." Linghu Chong said