Lord, your mask fell off

Chapter 1350
Chu Qingyan started to have a fever after the heavy rain, and fell into a coma for two whole days, and didn't wake up until the morning of the third day.

She opened her heavy eyelids, but encountered the sunlight unexpectedly, it was too dazzling, she closed her eyes immediately, and sat up slowly after getting used to the light.

My whole body is sore, as if I've been crushed by something, but that's not the point, everything in front of me is very strange.

Although the simple house was small and well-equipped, it was also very tidy, but it made her vigilant.

While she was supporting her painful head, the wooden door creaked, and someone pushed the door in from the outside.

She immediately pulled out the hairpin in her hair, and if the visitor was unkind, she would just throw it over.

However, to her surprise, the person who came was an elderly old woman, holding a bowl in her hand. When she was in a daze, the old woman said pleasantly, "Girl, are you awake? You scared the old woman, thinking you Go to sleep again."

Because of her improved skill, she could judge from the old woman's walking and panting that she had no martial arts and was just an ordinary woman.

Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, and smiled back, "Did my mother-in-law save me?"

The old woman walked up to her and handed her the bowl, "It's not the old woman, it's the master who saved you. This is the medicine that the master asked the old woman to make for you. Drink it quickly, so that your illness can be cured quickly!"

Chu Qingyan nodded obediently. After drinking the medicine, she realized that she had a high fever in the rain. Fortunately, she was rescued, otherwise she would have died in the wilderness. Therefore, she called him benefactor, and it was he who passed by the forest this time and took her to the middle of the mountain and handed her over to the old woman to take care of him.

A Taoist monk?

In her impression, there seemed to be one.

As if to confirm her conjecture, a tower bell rang outside the door, her thoughts flickered, and the blue monk robe appeared in her sight.

Although the texture is average, it is neat and hangs down without a trace of crease.

Chu Qingyan slowly raised her head, and looked at the tall person standing in the middle of the room, her cloud sleeves were lightly swaying in a leisurely posture, her eyes and eyebrows were plain, like a spring plum blossoming in snow, and her temperament was clean and holy, like an autumn chrysanthemum covered in frost.

It seems that as long as he appears, lotus flowers will bloom wherever he passes.

"Benefactor Chu, don't come here unharmed."

The soft sound, like the soft recitation of the Buddhist scriptures, washes away people's distracting thoughts, leaving only his voice, echoing in the ears.

Chu Qingyan smiled bitterly, "Do you think I'm all right?"

When the other party heard this, she also felt that it seemed inappropriate. When she was thinking about what to say instead, she smiled lightly and thought to herself, this person is still so easy to fool.

"Long time no see, vain."

Hearing the joy in her depressed mood, the person who pondered also bent his eyes and smiled for some reason, "It's really been a long time."

The old lady knew it was not good to disturb the two of them talking, so she went down with an empty bowl.

Chu Qingyan looked away from the old woman's back. Since she knew he was the one who saved her, there was nothing to worry about. She leaned against the bed wall, raised her eyes and smiled gratefully at Xu Jian, "Thank you for your rescue, otherwise I really became a meal for the beast on the mountain."

Seeing that she could still joke, his heart that had been hanging on for the past few days also fell to the ground. He sat down on the wooden chair and said modestly, "It's nothing to worry about."

Chu Qingyan looked at him, even though the old chair with missing legs was sitting underneath, it gave him the illusion of sitting on a lotus platform, she sighed in her heart, it really is Yan Hao, who does everything differently from others.

She chuckled softly, "It seems that saving people is like a daily routine for you, and it's all a matter of effort, nothing to worry about."

Xu Jian could hear her teasing meaning, it seemed that every time he saw her, he would say this sentence, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Buddha, is to save all living beings, and to help when there is a problem. It is the so-called saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

"It seems that just saving me is enough to build dozens of pagodas!" Chu Qingyan laughed teasingly.

Maybe it was because of her familiar tone that he had been with her a few times before, so he couldn't help agreeing, "Benefactor Chu is right, it seems that the poor monk will be able to complete the great cause of the Buddha by staying by the side of the benefactor in the future."

Chu Qingyan laughed lightly when she heard the words. It seems that this is not a witty master. She nodded and said generously, "It's easy to say!"

Seeing her relaxed expression, Xu Jian also smiled, and then asked doubtfully, "How could benefactor Chu fainted on Fengshan Mountain?"

After hearing this, her eyes darkened, "We were hunted down and fled all the way. We didn't expect to come here by accident."

She thought of leaving Dongting without saying goodbye, her head felt even more dull, and her whole body was shrouded in sadness.

Xu Jian could clearly feel her depressed mood, her eyes fell on her face, the shadow covered by thick long eyelashes covered her eyes, I don't know what she was thinking at this time, but after not seeing her for many months, she grew taller again Quite a lot, the chin is also sharper, and the appearance is more juicy and beautiful. This is one of the few appreciation words about women that he has understood in the past 20 years.

"The poor monk has heard some news in the past two days, saying that His Majesty was assassinated, and the entire capital of Kyoto is heavily guarded to search for the assassin. Yesterday in the mountains, the poor monk saw guards haunting him."

When Chu Qingyan heard this, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, that was Emperor Xixuan calling for a thief!

She raised her head and asked him, "Impossibility, if I say that the person they want to arrest is me, will you hand me over?"

Xu Jian looked at the woman who was sitting on the bed, with calm eyes, and looked back at him indifferently, as if the question was not about his own life or death, but an insignificant question.

Such a calm girl made his brows tender, and he clasped his hands together, "The poor monk is a monk, he doesn't care about the secular world, let alone meddling in royal disputes."

Chu Qingyan was a little surprised, meaning he knew what happened between them and Emperor Xixuan?But after thinking about it, he is a magic stick, and if she wants to know what to divination, she will be clear, so she is not surprised.

"Thank you, false opinion." She was testing him just now, and his reaction made her feel relieved, she can no longer fall into the hands of Emperor Xixuan and the others, otherwise it would be a waste of all the energy that Big Ice Cube spent to save her .

Falsely smiled.

"Xujian, can you inquire about news about Kyoto?" She is now the target of arrest and cannot show her face easily, so she pins her hopes on him.

Xu Jian shook his head, "Poor monks can't meddle in the secular world."

He saved her, it was already an exception, and there can be no more exceptions.

Chu Qingyan knew that she was embarrassing him, so she retreated to the next best thing, "Then can you ask someone to help me find my companion? He got lost with me in Fengshan."

Xu Jian hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in her bright eyes, "The poor monk will do his best."

"Thank you!" Chu Qingyan thanked him with reddened eyes.

Because she had been seriously ill, she was already exhausted after talking for so long, so she stopped lingering because of false views, and told her to take a rest, and left the room.

Standing outside the house, Xu Jian looked at the morning glow on the horizon after the storm, and sighed softly.

Her friend is probably no longer in Fengshan.

The sound of the tower bell faded away, and Chu Qingyan slowly fell asleep amidst the ethereal sound.

Maybe she will never know in her whole life that it was not an accident that the illusion appeared in the mountains and forests to save her.

It was only after calculating that she was in trouble that she descended the mountain.

　(Wood Spirit Counting: The second update arrives! See you, good night!)

　　
　
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