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Chapter 145 Prince Regent, step down!

Abbot Shande, who was always kind and kind every time he saw him, looked hideous and terrifying after his death.

His head was hung up, his eyes were wide open as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, his mouth was open, and his five sense organs were squeezed together, as if he was yelling in fright, making people not want to take another look at the first glance.

The person serving porridge in the temple was none other than Master Hua Qing, one of Abbot Shande’s disciples.

The village chief was a little shocked. When he wanted to talk to the villagers, he found that they had already queued up at the porridge shack. In front of the food, the head of Abbot Shande meant nothing.

The village chief sighed and went to line up with his fellow villagers to receive porridge.

When everyone in Anling Village arrived, each of them got a bowl of porridge.

It's just that the porridge is very thin. There are only a few grains of rice in a bowl of porridge, which is barely enough to sustain life.

After drinking the porridge, the people in Anling Village wanted to find the spiritual spring in Changqing Temple and get a bowl of spiritual spring water to cure their illnesses.

When the chief led the people of Anling Village to the Lingquan, they all exclaimed when they saw the Lingquan at this moment.

How can this be called a spiritual spring, and it is not much different from the Nether Ghost Spring.

Several corpses were soaked in it. The entire spring was contaminated by blood and turned a strange red color. One of the corpses soaked in the spring was still covered with a red cassock. It was clearly the headless corpse of Abbot Shan De!

When everyone in Anling Village saw such a spiritual spring, they took a few steps back in fright.

At this time, Master Hua Qing, the apprentice of Abbot Shande, came over and said, "Several donors, this spiritual spring was originally a scam created by Shande for the sake of reputation. Now Shande has paid for it with his life. Please turn around and find peace with the donors. If it is a few If any donor feels uncomfortable, he or she can go to the Mahavira Hall, where a novice monk with medical skills will diagnose the donor's pulse and apply medicine."

If another person had said this, no one in Anling Village would believe it, but now it was Abbot Shande's most trusted disciple who said this, so how could they not believe it.

This spiritual spring looked scary now. After being persuaded by Master Hua Qing, everyone left quickly.

Changqing Temple arranged a meditation room for the people of Anling Village.

Although the Zen room was simple and simple, with no bed or table inside, it was at least covered with some hay to provide shelter from the wind and rain.

This row of Zen rooms are connected, and they are filled with disaster victims who have fled from various places. Everyone gathers together, and it is inevitable to communicate with each other and inquire about the situation.

Soon, the people in Anling Village became familiar with the people in the Zen room next door.

The Zen house next door is occupied by villagers who escaped from Pingfu Village. Pingfu Village is closer to Changqing Temple, only half a day away.

The village chief asked the villagers of Pingfu Village, "What happened to Abbot Shande?"

The villagers of Pingfu Village who came a day earlier said angrily: "You don't know, Abbot Shande seems to be a good man, but he knows people and faces but doesn't know his heart! He killed women and children and did such dirty business in the backyard of Changqing Temple. He lied to us people about that. Lingquan can cure diseases! When floods came, he spread the news that Changqing Temple would give out porridge, but we arrived here for two days, and Changqing Temple never gave out porridge, and coaxed us to wait! But we can wait, How can such a thin child wait any longer! Later, Master Huaqing couldn't stand it anymore, so he led a group of monks from Changqing Temple and us, the victims, into Changqing Temple and rectified Abbot Shande's dharma. Only then did we have a way to survive!"

Everyone in Anling Village was shocked. They never expected that Changqing Temple, which looked so clean on the outside, was so dirty and dirty inside.

Another villager in Pingfu Village said: "Abbot Shande deliberately delayed giving us food, and even ordered us to rebel, and asked the emperor to write an edict to sin against us, but we are just ordinary people, so we don't have that ability. Later, Master Huaqing told us We are not the emperor who is the master of the house, but the regent! The reason why we poor people are not rescued is because the regent disagrees, and he is suppressing the officials and lords not to let us, the common people, live or die!"

After hearing what the villager said, everyone suddenly felt the same hatred, "This damn regent! Why doesn't he give us a way to survive!"

"Prince Regent be damned, step down!"

"Yes, the regent resigns!"

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For a time, the victims in Changqing Temple were furious.

In the main hall of the temple, there were originally many futons, and merit boxes were placed next to the futons to donate money for believers to kowtow. Now they have all been removed, and simple tables and chairs have been replaced on both sides for the use of the doctors.

There is a long line of disaster victims outside the Daxiong Palace.

A woman in her 40s came out of the Daxiong Palace with great gratitude, holding a wooden tablet for receiving medicine in her hand. She held on to the small wooden tablet tightly, as if she was grasping a panacea.

When they reached the corner of the Main Hall, the embarrassed woman leaned against the wall, buried her head in her knees and cried bitterly.

The doctor who saw her just now was the doctor and his wife who opened a pharmacy in Anping County.

At that time, she listened to Abbot Shande of Changqing Temple and asked for a spiritual spring for her mother-in-law to drink. After her mother-in-law gradually improved, she led her men to destroy the doctor's medicine shop.

Soon there were no medicine shops in Anping County, and everyone used the Lingquan of Changqing Temple as medicine.

But soon, her mother-in-law's condition deteriorated rapidly. She went to Changqing Temple to ask Abbot Shande for more spiritual springs, but Abbot Shande said that she was dishonest, and it would be useless to ask for more spiritual springs.

So, she watched her mother-in-law pass away, and not long after, her only son also suffered from the same disease as her mother-in-law.

This time she wholeheartedly went to Changqing Temple to pray for the spiritual spring, and even gave up most of her family property to donate it to Changqing Temple, but the spiritual spring she prayed for was still useless.

Before she could find a doctor, her son was gone.

Not long after, she herself suffered from the same disease... Immediately afterwards, the flood came...

Holding the wooden sign for receiving medicine in her hand, the woman's heart kept echoing what the doctor said to her: "This disease is contagious. Other people in your family must pay attention. They must not touch the patient at will, wash and dry frequently, and eat Separate food and food. Don’t worry, as long as you take the medicine on time according to the prescription I prescribed, it will be cured!”

In the main hall, Aunt Tang rolled her eyes at her husband Tang Dali, and whispered unwillingly: "The woman just now was the one who took the lead in crying at our pharmacy, saying that our medicine harmed her mother-in-law. The spiritual spring in Qingsi saved her mother-in-law's life, otherwise her mother-in-law would have died. Now that she has the same disease as her mother-in-law, why are you still treating her and giving her medicine!"

Tang Dali sighed, "As a doctor, it is my bounden duty to treat illnesses and save people. As soon as she comes to see a doctor, I will save people and give medicine. Besides, this matter has passed, she has suffered the consequences, Master Shande is gone, and we are gone." When looking ahead."

Mrs. Tang glared at her husband, but when she faced the next patient, her mind had calmed down and she took the patient's pulse seriously.

Song Yuan, who was standing not far away observing the couple, nodded secretly.

Originally, he didn't understand why Qin Shuhuang wanted him to bring Tang's couple to Changqing Temple, but now he finally understands the cause and effect.

The couple of the Tang family resolved their knots, and in the future they will become two good doctors who will help the world and save people. The children of the Tang family will also be affected by their husband and wife.

In an apse of Changqing Temple, there are many corpses lying in a mess. If you look closely, you can see that all of these corpses are bald and they are monks from Changqing Temple. Master Hua Qing entered the apse with shaking hands...

(End of this chapter)