Shangguan Qianyu said, "Master, where did you meet Zai Xia five years ago?"

The master's face was calm, and his voice was calm: "Five years ago, the poor nun saw a seriously injured person, and he couldn't be sure if it was the benefactor!"

"So where did Mrs. Shi see that seriously injured man?"

The master glanced at him, pointed to the guide, and said, "Naturally, it's in the temple!"

Shangguan Qianyu was a little surprised, in the temple?

This Shitai is here to carry water, Shangguan Qianyu stepped forward, carried two buckets in one hand, and said, "Shitai, I'll help you!"

The master smiled, and did not shirk, but led the way first, and walked forward along the winding and graceful path. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The winding path is secluded, it seems to be a desolate and uninhabited place, but it suddenly opens up in the turn of the mountain road, and after walking more than a mile, the blue brick cornices of the temple appear in front.

Shangguan Qianyu was holding a bucket of water in one hand, and he was walking like flying, that Shitai was used to walking on mountain roads, and he didn't see panting, but Shangguan Qianyu could see that although Shitai was calm and relaxed, he didn't have the slightest martial arts.

When he saw the temple, Shangguan Qianyu was a little dazed.

This temple is not large, the front hall, the back hall, and the back yard behind the back hall, there are several houses in the back yard, which is where the teachers and concubines live.

Shangguan Qianyu brought water to the kitchen and came out to see the teacher, very puzzled: "Master, have you seen me here?"

The master bowed his head slightly and said, "The donor was unconscious at the time, so he must have no impression. ”

Shangguan Qianyu unconsciously walked into the hall, everything here was completely unfamiliar to him, but there was no need for that master to lie to him.

He said, "Mrs. Shi, so you saved me in the first place?"

The master shook his head and said, "It was Miaoqing who saved you, Miaoqing Bodhisattva took care of you personally, and later after your friend picked you up, Miaoqing will raise you for three months before he recovers." ”

Shangguan Qianyu was puzzled: "Why?" Since he was seriously injured and dying, then Master Miaoqing was just taking care of him, why did he need to take care of him for three months to recover?

The master sighed lightly and said: "You are seriously injured, you have lost too much blood, and the chance of survival is very slim, but Miaoqing refuses to give up, she searched for medical books and found a dangerous but feasible way, which is to cross blood with blood." She gave you her blood, and although she saved you, she almost died! There is only coarse tea and vegetarian food in the temple, if it weren't for the good luck of the poor nuns, she picked a ginseng plant on the cliff to nourish her qi and blood, Miaoqing is afraid that she has already seen the Buddha. ”

Shangguan Qianyu was stunned.

Five years ago, when he was seriously injured, he felt that the blood in his body had been drained, and even he thought that there must be no hope of living, but when he woke up, although his body was weak, he would be fine after recuperation.

Xia Mingting said that he used a thousand-year-old ginseng for him, and found an imperial doctor to replenish his qi and blood, he thought that it was a thousand-year-old person who participated in the replenishment, isn't it?

Could it be that before the thousand-year-old ginseng, it was because there was a kind person who used his own blood to renew his life?

But why didn't he know at all?

He shook his head and said in disbelief: "No, no, how could it be?"

The master looked at Shangguan Qianyu, there was a faint coldness in his eyes, and said: "The donor's injury, if there is no Miaoqing, there is no luck, and the monks are merciful, and it was not originally for the sake of retribution. But why should the donor deliberately deny it?"