Aoyama sees me as I should

Ji Qingbai thought to himself, what kind of fate is this?

He remembered that in his previous life, when Tan Zhang died, Lu Changsheng was still alive, and finally returned to his hometown in peace to take care of his old age.

Unexpectedly, in this life, Imperial Physician Lu has returned to his old profession, and the people who serve him have not changed——

Ji Qingbai went to look at the person lying on the couch.

This face is too young... The weak crown may not be there, Ji Qingbai thought about his age in this life, and his mood was a little complicated.

This can be the fate of father and son, so there shouldn't be any emotional suffering, right?

Seeing that he was not moving, Lu Changsheng frowned. He was afraid of disturbing the unconscious person, so he urged in a low voice, "What are you doing here? Come here!"

Ji Qingbai came back to his senses, took a few steps forward on his knees, and leaned on the bed.

The Buddha's appearance has not changed, it is still the face that can make the six worlds colorless, but the red lotus birthmark under the corner of the eye is gone. At this moment, the boy-like Buddha has his eyes slightly closed, and there is some abnormal disease on his face Gas, lips bruised purple.

"Huh?" Ji Qingbai saw it, "Long love poison?"

Lu Changsheng's heart skipped a beat: "Do you know poison?"

Ji Qingbai gave him a meaningful look, thinking that I knew all the medicines you gave me in your previous life.

"Your lord was wounded by an arrow." Ji Qingbai glanced at the young man's shoulder, "Is there poison in the arrow?"

Lu Changsheng's expression was complicated. He didn't expect a monk in the mountains and countryside to understand so much, so he gritted his teeth and nodded.

Ji Qingbai raised his eyebrows and understood.

Long love is not so easy to detoxify, it is a lethal aphrodisiac, the poisoned person needs to have sex with a man within two hours, and for the next year, he has to seek relief from a man every seven days, it is really A strange poison that humiliates and kills.

No wonder the people in the wilderness asked him, a strange monk, to do business. These people were probably planning to send him back to the west after he solved his urgent need.

It should also be the meaning of the Buddha himself, Ji Qingbai thought with a headache, this is the same as in his previous life, what should be done with the disregard for human life and killing people like hemp...

Lu Changsheng probably also realized that Ji Qingbai had almost understood everything, and the two of them sat facing each other for a while, feeling a little awkward.

Although the words are not broken, it is obvious that you are arrested to vent your anger, and it is impossible for anyone to accept the tragedy of being silenced after the end.

But the monk seemed very calm.

Ji Qingbai clasped his hands together, said "Amitabha", and smiled at Lu Changsheng: "The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, the poor monk can cure the poison of the donor."

Lu Changsheng: "But this love is poisonous..."

Ji Qingbai shook his head and said, "You don't need to have sex with a man, you can understand it."

Just kidding, although the magic power of the lower realm of the gods is limited, he is no longer in the state of being unstable in his previous life. Although he cannot revive the dead, it is really not difficult to cure the poison.

Lu Changsheng was skeptical, but seeing that Ji Qingbai was so determined, he still helped his husband get up.

Ji Qingbai took out a small pill from his waist, mixed with his mana besides herbs, and put it into the young man's mouth.

"This medicine can only detoxify once, and the poor monk only has one pill now." After speaking, Ji Qingbo paused, put his palms together, and said in a low voice, "Although Tuoshan Temple is small, it can also accommodate foreign guests. If you don't mind, I also hope that I can stay in Yijia Temple for a while, so as to give the poor monk time to make medicine."

Lu Changsheng was a little uncertain, but after taking the medicine, his husband had already slowed down his bloody pulse, so he glanced at Ji Qingbai in surprise.

Lu Changsheng was born a drug addict, and he thought that his medical skills were unrivaled in the world. Whether it was making poison or pharmaceuticals, it could not only make life worse than death, but also rejuvenate.

However, Lu Changsheng considered himself a gentleman, and would not do anything to force people to reveal the prescription.

"It's better to wait for the abbot." Lu Changsheng thought for a while, and said sincerely, "It's not too late to make plans after my little lord wakes up."

Bo Jing waited outside the car with a group of children, looking scared and anxious, each of them stretched their necks to look inside, but Fang Chi blocked them.

"When will our abbot come out?" Bo Jing asked boldly.

He looked like a bald chick with a long neck. Fang Chi glanced at him and said perfunctorily, "Hurry up."

Bo Jing puffed her face, not trusting him very much.

There was movement from the carriage. It turned out that Lu Changsheng was born. Fang Chi held the knife again, but saw the doctor wave his hand.

He walked over quickly, and Lu Changsheng whispered something to him.

"Is the young master awake?" Fang Chi asked with narrowed eyes.

Lu Changsheng shook his head: "I haven't woken up yet, the monk is waiting outside. As long as Xiao Lang is awake, it's not a matter of killing or cutting."

Fang Chi frowned: "The antidote..."

Lu Changsheng: "Tuoshan Temple is nearby, he has more than one medicine, just go and search for it." After a pause, Lu Changsheng seemed a little unbearable, "You and I both know Xiaolangjun's temperament, how can you be willing to treat him because of a single medicine?" It is controlled by others, the monk can only blame his own bad luck."

Fang Chi was silent for a while, then turned his head to look around at the young novice monks, moved his mouth, but did not speak.

Lu Changsheng patted him on the shoulder, and said lightly, "Young Lord, you never soften your heart."

Ji Qingbai was sitting outside, but he couldn't see the scene clearly through the screen.

Lu Changsheng accompanied him to drink tea outside. Jasper tea bowls were placed on the sea of ​​root carving tea.

Ji Qingbai was really not a stranger to Lu Changsheng, and he chatted for nothing, Lu Changsheng wondered why this monk didn't recognize his life at all, he looked at him as if he was looking at an old friend, and could always ask something inexplicably .

"Has Doctor Lu married yet?" Ji Qingbai asked.

Lu Changsheng choked on a sip of tea, covered his mouth and coughed, and muffled: "Not yet..."

Ji Qingbai said earnestly: "Don't worry, you go...you look like someone who got married late."

Lu Changsheng: "..." Is this a good word? !

Ji Qingbai: "Your husband has a bad temper, right? Does he often lose his temper with you?"

Lu Changsheng: "?"

Ji Qingbai seemed to understand him very well, and said to himself: "Don't take it to heart, he will get better in the future, just bear with it."

Lu Changsheng: "???" What the hell is this monk talking about?Are you really desperate? !

The two talked about a cup of tea again. Of course, it was almost Ji Qingbai who was talking alone. Lu Changsheng's face turned green and pale and he could only listen. You don’t usually like to eat cauliflower, do you? This food is good, you advise him to eat more.” Similar words were read out without restraint.

Lu Changsheng usually doesn't get close to his mistress, so he subconsciously asked, "How do you know that my husband doesn't like cauliflower?"

Ji Qingbai blinked, only to realize that he was agitated and slipped his tongue.

Fortunately, there was another coughing sound from inside, Lu Changsheng didn't care about Ji Qingbai's explanation, put down the tea bowl, and spun in.

After a while, Lu Changsheng came out, made a blank expression on his face, did not look at Ji Qingbai, and said in a flat tone: "Abbot, my lord is here to invite you."

Ji Qingbai stood up, straightened his monk's robes, and for some reason, gradually became uneasy.

Following Lu Changsheng around the screen, but no one was lying on the couch, Ji Qingbai was wondering, when he heard the creaking sound of wheels rolling over the floor, he followed the sound, and saw a young man as beautiful as a flower Sitting in a wheelchair, with long hair hanging loose, sick and haggard.

Ji Qingbai looked at him blankly.

His eyes slowly fell on the man's legs.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes seemed to be embroidered with a brocade silk, he moved slightly, and a shallow crease was pressed down, and he asked, "Why are you crying?"

Ji Qingbai was startled when he heard the sound, he stretched out his hand bluntly, and wiped his face, only to be surprised to feel a touch of coolness and dampness.