Chapter 295 Holy Lord
Shi Xia stayed at Huang Xiong's palace.

As for that Holy Lord, Huang Xiong said he would ask him first, and Shi Xia could only meet him if the Holy Lord agreed.

Shi Xia said there was no problem.

The housekeeper led her to a guest room, and after she was settled in, Shi Xia went out for a stroll and walked to the back garden.

On the white swing, a little bald boy leaned against it and swayed back and forth. The boy looked old and pursed his lips and frowned, looking very worried.

acquaintance.

Shi Xia walked over.

"Hi!"

The little boy turned his head, not recognizing Shi Xia, and looked suspiciously behind her. The butler and servants were all standing there calmly, indicating that this person had been allowed to enter by her father.

The guest who is allowed to enter by my father must be one of the Holy Lord's people.

The little boy turned his head angrily, snorted, and ignored him.

Shi Xia simply walked over and plopped down next to the boy.

"Just call me sister."

The boy felt the weight on the swing, turned around, and glared angrily at Shi Xia.

"You are very rude. This is my swing, and I did not invite you."

The boy spoke the local language, while Shi Xia spoke English; they each spoke their own language.

"You can definitely understand English, so don't say anything I can't understand."

"Little rascal, what happened to your hair? Did your old father get too jealous and make you shave it all off too?"

The little boy understood perfectly and laughed angrily.

"It's all because of you!"

You're here to laugh at me!

Shi Xia shook her head innocently.

"What does this have to do with me? You still had hair when I detoxified you last time."

The little boy grasped the key point.

"You'll cure me? Are you a miracle doctor?"

"Otherwise, who else could be as good-looking as me?"

The little boy instantly went from being all flustered to having eyes full of joy.

"Miracle Doctor Sister!"

The little boy called her "Miracle Doctor Sister" willingly.

The two sat on the swing and started chatting.

It turns out that the little boy's hair was indeed shaved off by his own father, just to please that holy master.

If the little boy hadn't been so young, Huang Xiong probably would have taken him to convert to Christianity.

"It sounds like you really dislike that Holy Lord."

"I don't like it! I hate it!"

The little boy made no attempt to hide his feelings, saying, "I think he's a liar who only came for my family's money."

Shi Xia looked at him with new eyes.

"Impressive, even more impressive than your old father."

At this point, Shi Xia asked curiously, "Your father has been a powerful figure in the martial arts world for decades, how could he believe in such methods?"

The little boy acted like a little adult, speaking eloquently and logically.

It's no wonder that Huang Xiong had put a lot of effort into raising him since he was a child, and the little boy had a maturity that his peers didn't have.

According to the little boy, Shi Xia learned that Huang Xiong was in a great mood after the little boy recovered.

Just then, someone came to the door asking for rice. Huang Xiong offered money, but the person refused.

Huang Xiong was a little curious, so he sent someone to follow and take a look.

It turned out that the other person was an ascetic monk who only begged for food and never accepted any money.

He admired him a little, so he had his servants give the monks some good food, which was done for several days in a row.

The matter should have ended there, but the problem was that Huang Xiong was already old and his legs sometimes hurt.

He started experiencing lower back pain.

I've taken a lot of medicine but it hasn't helped.

It was at this moment that the ascetic monk arrived, and in front of Huang Xiong, he conjured medicine from water.

After Huang Xiong drank it, he really felt no pain and immediately threw away his crutches.

However, at this point, Huang Xiong was still not entirely convinced, since there were many scammers out there.

Next, he made his men follow this ascetic monk around the clock.

It turned out that ascetics truly did suffer.

He lived in the wilderness, helping anyone in need, never accepting money or valuables from anyone, only caring for his own basic needs. He did this for a whole month.

Moreover, during this time, the ascetic monks used the same method to help other people suffering from illness and began to spread Buddhism to them.

More and more people are seeking out ascetic monks for Buddhist practice.

Huang Xiong went there out of curiosity, and then he couldn't get out.

He shaved his head, changed his clothes, stopped caring about the kids, and that's how his business ended up.

"So this ascetic is the current Holy Lord?"

The boy nodded.

"So this holy lord still lives in the wilderness?"

"Of course not, my father built him a temple."

Shi Xia raised an eyebrow.

"That's possible! Doesn't your father have any doubts?"

“He has lost his mind, and it was he and a group of believers who insisted that the Holy Lord move in. In their view, the Holy Lord was forced into it.”

Shi Xia nodded repeatedly as she listened.

"This guy is pretty impressive."

"You're amazing, miracle doctor! Can you help me?"

"help you with what?"

"Help me expose the truth about the Holy Lord."

"Why are you so sure that the Holy Lord is a fake?"

The little boy spread his hands and said very seriously, "Because we must believe in science!"

"There's no such thing as turning water into medicine. If there were, what would be the point of medicine? All those doctors in the world might as well commit suicide, since it's useless anyway."

"clever!"

The two reached an agreement.

Huang Xiong returned that evening.

Shi Xia and the little boy were called to dinner.

The lush greenery on the dining table almost made Shi Xia think she had arrived at the Green Green Grassland.

What about meat?

“Our family has switched to a vegetarian diet. The Holy Lord is merciful and cannot bear to harm living animals.”

Shi Xia scoffed and sat down with the little boy.

After sitting down, I was asked to pray first.

Shi Xia gained a deeper understanding of the old father's supposed madness as described by the little boy.

Huang Xiong ate a pile of grass with relish, while Shi Xia and the little boy ate a couple of bites.

“Divine Physician, the Holy Lord foresaw your arrival and said that we are not destined to be together.”

Foreknowledge?

It seems there's a traitor in this palace.

Shi Xia was completely on the side that the Holy Lord was a fraud, and that someone must have tipped him off to know about her arrival in advance.

"I see. Then I'll stay here for a few days. Mr. Huang Xiong, you don't mind, do you?"

"Of course I don't mind. Please do as you wish. Helping others is helping yourself. Our Holy Lord often taught us that."

The current Huang Xiong makes Shi Xia's eyes uncomfortable to look at; he's too fake.

After the meal, Shi Xia led the little boy away and whispered in his ear, "Do you want to eat meat?"

The boy nodded repeatedly!

I miss it so much!
“I’ll pick you up tonight, just the two of us. I suspect there’s a mole in your family.”

"it is good."

After making their agreement, the two returned to their respective rooms.

At one o'clock in the morning, Shi Xia slipped away from everyone and went to the little boy's room. She woke him up, and the two of them secretly left. With Shi Xia's strong support, the little boy followed her onto the roof.

The two, one big and one small, ate meat on the roof.

"Miracle Doctor, where did you get the meat?"

"In the cage your father was preparing to release."

The little boy chuckled, took a bite of the meat, and exclaimed with delight, "So delicious!"

As for being discovered, never mind, eating meat is more important.

The two finished all three chickens, and the little boy, as if remembering something, said, "Sister, the Holy Lord will be preaching in the city tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)

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