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As soon as Ma Chunhua's voice fell, Gu Panruo bowed deeply and thanked him, turned around and left, Yin Zhongxiang nodded at Ma Chunhua and followed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the Zenyuan Temple is at the foot of the mountain, but for the people who are good at light work, it is not far, after a while, the footsteps sounded, and several people were light and swift under their feet, and came to the front.

Two thick bamboos were made of sliding poles, and on them sat a young man of seventeen or eighteen years, handsome and beautiful, but his face was gray, his eyes were dull, and he was lifeless.

The two who carried the sliding rod were two yellow-clothed monks, with three ring scars on their heads, who were monks with full precepts, with ordinary faces, sharp eyes, and full of energy, and they knew at a glance that they were people who practiced martial arts.

Gu Panruo and Yin Zhongxiang followed closely and came to Ma Chunhua.

Ma Chunhua stood at the mountain pass, a gust of wind blew, and the moon-white robe fluttered, as if she wanted to return by the wind, and her demeanor was like a fairy.

The sliding rod was put down, Ma Chunhua stepped forward to take a step, glanced at the young man, reached out to catch his veins, closed his bright eyes, and remained quiet.

The young man slowly raised his head, his dull eyeballs slowly turned around, his eyes focused on Ma Chunhua's face, and suddenly lit up, and gradually, he had a little light.

Ma Chunhua's facial features are exquisite, and her face exudes a soft glow, like a piece of mutton fat white jade, delicate and white, and she can't help but look at it again at a glance, and she can't pull out her eyes.

The eyebrows are like distant daisies, and the eyes are like autumn water, the young man was shocked, and after his mind went blank, he sighed in his heart, the accuracy of the ancients' words was really divine.

Being watched by him, Ma Chunhua didn't care, her mind was focused on her feelings, and she used the technique of inner vision to watch the situation in his body.

After a pillar of incense, a few more people came, four martial arts masters, two middle-aged people, a man and a woman who didn't know martial arts.

The man has a Chinese face, not angry and arrogant, and the woman is graceful and beautiful.

Gu Panruo pointed to his lips, signaling not to speak, they nodded in understanding, stood quietly, and looked at Ma Chunhua and the young man with concern.

Ma Chunhua opened her bright eyes, put down the young man's hand, shook her head, frowned, and looked heavy.

The young man laughed at himself: "It's still not saved, right? It doesn't matter, I'm already dead!"

The middle-aged man clenched his fists and asked in a deep voice, "Girl, can my son be saved?"

Ma Chunhua glanced at him, looked at the middle-aged beauty again, shook her head and said, "I can't save him, I can only ask Master." ”

"Where's the honorable teacher?!" the middle-aged man asked busily.

Ma Chunhua shook her head and sighed: "Come with me!"

"Mr. Sun, let's go!" Gu Panruo saw him hesitate and hurriedly urged.

When a group of people came to Guanlan Temple, they looked up, and this Taoist temple looked ordinary on the outside, no different from ordinary Taoist temples.

After taking a look, they followed Ma Chunhua into it, and found that there was a different world, with the fragrance of flowers everywhere, and the air was pleasant and refreshing.

Ma Chunhua led them to a quiet room: "You guys take a rest in the room first, and I'll go and ask Master." ”

After that, he turned around and left, Or, a jade pan sounded, Qingyue melodious, endlessly, like a spirit swallow fluttering.

Gu Panruo and Yin Zhongxiang glanced at each other, it seemed that Miss Ma was not lying, and Taoist Guanlan was indeed in retreat.

After a while, Ma Chunhua knocked on the door and came in.

Gu Panruo hurriedly greeted him: "Miss Ma, what's the matter, has the Taoist ever been out of the customs?"

The rest of the people were even more earnest, staring at her with fiery eyes.

Ma Chunhua shook her head and said, "Master is at a critical juncture and can't get out, so he ordered this little brother to be sent in." ”

Gu Panruo looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Mr. Sun, you are in charge!"

Mr. Sun pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "Okay, let Zhao'er in!"

"Mr. Wise!" Gu Banruo said busily, for fear that Mr. Sun would not agree and lose his hope of life in vain.

He cares about chaos, but there is a glimmer of life, and Mr. Sun's family will not give up.

"Little brother, come with me!" Ma Chunhua nodded, beckoning to the handsome young man, smiling shallowly, gentle and amiable.

She had pity in her heart, a young man, in the prime of life, but tormented by death, and his pain was indescribable.

Watching the two of them disappear, everyone whispered.

Mr. Sun asked in a deep voice: "Gu Shaoxia, Yin Daxia, this Guanlan Daoist, what are his medical skills?"

Gu Panruo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I don't know, but I've heard that his medical skills are good, but I don't know how high he is." ”

Mr. Sun asked suspiciously, "Can you compare to the elders of Zenyuan Temple?!"

Gu Panruo said apologetically: "I only know that this Taoist master has excellent martial arts and medical skills, and he has not personally learned it. ”

"Ahh......h I hope Zhao'er's life should not be ......!" Mr. Sun shook his head and sighed deeply.

"Mr. Sun, rest assured, Jiren has his own natural appearance, and Young Master Sun will get better!" Gu Panruo comforted.

Mr. Sun nodded gratefully, seeing that although his surname was dry, he had a good heart, which was really rare.

Everyone was anxious, and the work of a cup of tea, they felt that it was like a year had passed, and it was extremely difficult.

Suddenly footsteps sounded, Ma Chunhua came in, followed by a person, it was Mr. Sun's son, his face was pale, but his eyes were bright, but he was full of confusion.

"Zhao'er......?" The middle-aged beautiful woman hurriedly rushed over, followed his hand, looked up and down, and asked urgently, "Zhao'er, are you uncomfortable?"

Ma Chunhua glanced at her, looking displeased.

The handsome young man looked confused, and slowly gathered his senses: "Mother, the chief said, I'm already fine, and the little fortune has been picked up." ”

"Okay?!" the middle-aged beauty blurted out, her eyes widened, and she turned to Ma Chunhua, revealing an inquiring look.

"Yes, the little brother's illness has gone to the root," Ma Chunhua nodded, a little reluctant, and said: "But the body that has been sick for a long time needs to be recuperated slowly, and you can't rush it." ”

The middle-aged beautiful woman obviously didn't trust the master, which made Ma Chunhua extremely angry, but she just suppressed herself and didn't have a seizure.

Seeing everyone's surprise and suspicion, she snorted softly: "You go down the mountain and look for the old monk in the temple to have a look." ”

After that, he served tea to the guests, unceremoniously.

Everyone walked out of Guanlan Temple in a daze, and it was still hard to believe that the difficult disease that had been cured easily by inviting countless famous doctors and being helpless.

They came to Zenyuan Temple, met with the elders of the temple, and asked to see it again.

The elders of the temple were also curious when they heard the report of the ancient Prajna, so they probed again, and the result was very surprised, the young man's body was full of vitality, and all the ashes and dead qi disappeared.

This situation is completely different from what I have seen before, as if it were two people.

Hearing such a result, the three members of the Sun family were ecstatic, the muscles on their faces were twisted and deformed, and they almost screamed out to vent the joy in their hearts.

The three of them climbed the mountain again, and they must thank for the grace of reconstruction.

But when they came to Guanlan Temple, they saw that the gate of the Taoist Temple was closed and there was no movement, obviously refusing to let them in.

The three members of the Sun family did not break in, but sat under the big tree, looked at the gate of the Taoist temple, and wanted to wait for Ma Chunhua to come out.

Ma Chunhua didn't go out of the door, for three days in a row, she didn't take a step out of the Taoist temple, and Ma Xingkong did the same, as if she was competing with the Sun family.

The Sun family has four masters, who went down the mountain to buy food, and set up a tent at night and lived in front of the Guanlan Taoist Temple.

Three days later, Ma Chunhua walked out of the Guanlan Taoist Temple, standing at the door, dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, with a temperament like a fairy.

The middle-aged man stepped forward and saluted with his fists: "Xiao'er's life was saved by the Guanlan Daoist, and Sun really can't repay it!"

Ma Chunhua waved her hand, glanced at the pale young man, and said, "The family teacher saves people, not to repay them,...... You better leave quickly, don't disturb Master's cultivation!"

She pointed to the young man and said, "This little brother needs to be carefully recuperated, and it is not possible to sleep in the mountains in the open." ”

"Dao Da is gracious, as deep as the sea, if you don't come to thank you, how can you go back?" Mr. Sun said angrily.

Ma Chunhua nodded: "Okay, it's done now, let's go down the mountain early!"

Mr. Sun responded, clenched his fists and said solemnly: "If you are sent, please go to the capital to find Zaixia, Sun Fengxian under him, and Changxing Gang in his palm." ”

Ma Chunhua nodded, with perfunctory: "Okay, I won't trouble you less!"

As soon as Gu Panruo and Yin Zhongxiang entered the Shuai's mansion, someone came to summon him, saying that the handsome had issued an urgent summons and quickly entered the meeting.

The two of them changed their clothes, washed away their faces, and came to the hall.

Fukangan was dressed in regular clothes, sitting on the tiger skin Taishi chair, with a straight waist, a calm bearing, and a majestic self-sufficiency, looking at the two of them lightly.

The two stepped forward to salute, Fukangan waved his hand, motioned for the two to step forward, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

The two shook their heads, revealing a look of shame: "Entrusted by the commander, we didn't get to see Daoist Guanlan, who is practicing in retreat." ”

"Oh-?" snorted Fukangan.

Yin Zhongxiang said what had happened, without revealing anything, Gu Panruo added on the side, and Fukangan occasionally asked, all of which were on the point.

After they finished speaking, Fukangan thought for a while and said, "In this way, the medical skills of the Guanlan Daoist are extremely profound?"

Both nodded, in deep agreement.

Fukangan's fingers moved lightly on the table, and after a while, he raised his head and said, "You go again, this time, you must wait until he is out of the customs!"

Gu Panruo was straightforward and said, "If the handsome man is six years, or ten years, he will have to wait?"

"Yes, when will you get out of the customs, and when will you wait!, whether it will be six years or ten years!" Fukangan nodded heavily.

(To be continued)