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Like her, her face was pale, and she had to stand for a while after walking a few steps.

It's because qi and blood cannot supply yang qi, internal organs belong to yin, and yin generates yang. Her body has no yang soul, and all rely on internal organs to regulate yang and generate yang qi.

If the yin essence and fluid are exhausted, she will die.

To replenish yin and essence, the five internal organs must be replenished first. It is not so simple to replenish the five internal organs. It is not enough to replenish more or less.

The five internal organs are the five elements and restrain each other.

I frowned and looked at her. Who adjusted her body?

Let's not mention those first.

I hated her quite a bit before, but after listening to the old abbot's words last night, I seem to understand more.

Although her family was poor in the past, but she worked hard, and the family could not go hungry.

Others looked at her miserable, but she herself did not feel miserable.

What now?With her physical condition, let alone taking care of her parents, it was very difficult for her to survive.

Why did she have to live so hard?Truly a disaster.

Suffering from heaven.

I looked at her, and she happened to be looking this way, and saw me sitting in the restaurant.

She froze for a few seconds, but her eyes were different from before. She was very afraid of me in the past, and her eyes looked like uncivilized animals.

This time, her eyes were a little nervous, but there was no fear, no dislike or dislike.

I smiled at her, and she walked slowly to the door of the restaurant, not daring to look directly into my eyes, and murmured: "Jiang Long, why haven't you been to school for so many days? Ma Nan and Xu Dawang are talking about you every day, Teacher Li Hongmei is also waiting for you to go to school."

She actually took the initiative to talk to me?Really different from before.

"Oh, I went to Haicheng for business." I told her with a smile.

When I said this, Tian Dawei glanced at me and said in a low voice, "When you go out to do business, keep it secret, my grandfather said so."

"Haicheng?" Cen Chunhong seemed to want to talk to me today, and found a topic: "Is there a sea in Haicheng? Can you pick up shells?"

"Yes, it's alright, the beach is full of shells, of all colors." In order to be able to cooperate with her, I made up a lot.

And where are the shells on the beach?It's all sand.

"That's great." She laughed, and murmured weakly, "It's great, I've seen the sea in the book, and I really want to go too."

She looked at me curiously again, her eyes flickering: "Are there many beautiful people on the beach?"

"Yes!" Was she talking about a Hawaiian bikini?

"That's great," she seemed to imagine those images in her mind, she looked at me again, and said sincerely, "Jiang Long, are you going to school today? Will you walk with me?"

"No!" I shook my head, I want to return to Fengyu Temple and Lao Huang to return.

But I told her, "You have to wear a scarf to protect your neck."

"Huh?" Cen Chunhong was stunned for a few seconds, not understanding.

"Just take it." I said.

"Okay, you go to school tomorrow, we miss you very much." After she finished talking to me, she turned around and walked towards the school, breathing weakly.

I don't know if it's a happy feeling or an unhappy feeling, and my heart hurts a little.

If there were no previous incidents, she and I might not have had those entanglements that shouldn't have happened.

"Little Daoist, don't you have a bad appetite?" The proprietress wore a clean apron, brought me a bowl of egg custard, and smiled at me: "You often have this. My aunt gave it to you. My daughter loves it. They're all little cats."

I said: 'Thank you, aunt. '

Bow down to eat this egg custard, tears will fall.

"Amitabha." The old abbot sighed and recited the Buddha's name.

"That child just now, why does he seem to be weak?" Jin Manshan sprayed it everywhere while eating, and still asked curiously: "What's wrong with her, little Taoist nun, why did you ask her to wear a scarf?"

In spring, it is still cold, but there is no need to wear a scarf and hat.

"The Yu of the liver is on the neck." I said lightly.

"The meridians and acupuncture points of the liver are on the neck?" Jin Manshan thought for a while: "Is her liver bad? No wonder her face is so pale."

After finishing speaking, Jin Manshan suddenly looked at me with bright eyes: "Oh my god! Little Taoist, are you following your uncle? Let me just say, most of your Taoist nuns are studying medicine, and those who are capable will become Yin officials."

"Oh my god!" After he finished speaking, he still stared, with a shocked expression on his face: "It's too late, I have to guard against you, the way of medicine kills without blood."

I smiled, and took out Xianxiang from my schoolbag to Jin Manshan: "Return it to you."

"Let's keep it, little Taoist. If you light this incense, you can invite Huang Jiuxian."

I still insisted on returning the incense to him, and by the way: "Give me a section of your milo incense."

"Haha? The little nun has failed in her studies!"

Jin Manshan was very happy, and took out a small packet of small incense in the shape of a horn from his GOD bag and gave it to me.

Finally finished eating, the old abbot bid farewell and walked towards the bus station in cassock.

Before leaving, the old abbot told me, "There is no immortal person in this world."

He always speaks in half, either the first half or the second half, and the rest has to be guessed.

Jin Manshan also left with the old abbot, not knowing why.

Tian Dawei was the only one left to follow me, he was suddenly a little nervous: "Little rascal, where is my grandfather? Those two bald men are gone, where is my grandfather? Didn't he say to join us?"

Although he called me a hooligan, but for some reason, he believed in me immensely!
I said to him: "Your grandfather said he would join us, so he will definitely join us. What are you in a hurry for?"

"Is my grandfather okay?" He asked me with narrowed eyes.

"fine."

After speaking, he followed me towards the uphill road of Baishan Mountain.

In the morning, we returned to Fengyuguan. As soon as we entered, Changjiang came out of the kitchen, wearing an apron, and looked at me with old eyes.

Those eyes were full of the old man's longing for the child.

"How are things going?" Changjiang looked at me, "Why are you unhappy?"

I shook my head.

Changjiang suddenly became anxious, and asked anxiously: "What's the matter? What happened? Are you still with your arms and legs?"

Afraid that he was in a hurry, I hurriedly said: "It's good, it's good!"

I'm so powerless to speak.

Changjiang's voice was loud, he opened his mouth, and Xue Chen and Xiao Huang also came out of the room.

Huh?What about Li Zhenggang and Li Qixing?

Before I had time to ask them, Xue Chen glanced at Tian Dawei, turned his head and pointed to Lao Huang's room.

Ok?
Lao Huang's window was open, and I could see him standing in the yard.

"Old Immortal! My son is obviously getting better, thank you very much!" A voice came out.

It sounded familiar, so I hurried to the old yellow house.

As soon as I entered the room, I was taken aback on the spot, why are Feng Wei and Feng Guangde in the old yellow room?

Moreover, the swelling all over Feng Weina's body disappeared, and although his face was still weak, it seemed to be recovering.

He couldn't even stand up before, but now he was standing in the old yellow house.

Did Lao Huang treat it?
"Oh my god! Isn't this the little Taoist nun? My God!" Feng Guangde smiled gratefully when he saw me coming back, "Thanks to you,"

How can this still use you?
"Little nun, your master specially called us and asked us to come to Baishan. I didn't expect you to be very skilled in spells, and your master has even more supernatural powers!" Feng Guangde was in a good mood, and he spoke obediently.

Was it Lao Huang who called Feng Guangde?

I was a little puzzled, why did Huang call Feng Guangde.

Between me and him, there are Xiaolu and Tongzhi, but he doesn't pay attention to my activities all the time.

I looked at Lao Huang, who beckoned to me and asked me to go to him.

"Old Huang..." When I saw Lao Huang, I felt sad and sad.

The snail old man is dead, he is dead...

It's hard for me to decide what to say to the old abbot, the soul of the sun in my pocket.