At the top of Shishan Mountain, more than ten feet outside Yunxia Residence, where the great doctor He lived, two young men were digging the ground with hoes, iron bars, and iron bars. They were Fang Jian and Yan Daoqing. They were digging a grave, the grave of You. "I didn't even dig a grave for my servant," Yan Daoqing complained unhappily. Fang Jian dug with his hoe, and with a thud, he hit a large rock. The hoe was shaken and sparks flew. "Such a large rock!" Yan Daoqing's face turned bitter. "I have to dig again." "Why dig again?" Fang Jian glanced at Yan Daoqing. "Isn't this good enough?"

Yan Daoqing pointed at the stone and said, "But there is a stone."

"The stone is perfect for a pillow." Fang Jian looked at You's head, then at the corpse, and shook his head. "This Doctor He is really cruel!"

Yan Daoqing said, "As a miracle doctor, it's not surprising that he has some special abilities, right?"

"Not strange, of course not strange." Fang Jian looked at the depth of the pit, then jumped out of the pit, sat on a rock and asked: "How is your wife? Doctor He didn't agree to treat her?" Yan Daoqing nodded and said: "Doctor He has already agreed to treat her."

"Fang Jian nodded slightly, then he stood up and said: Tian Sidi and Tong San Yan Daoqing also stood up, the two of them held the brain pit of You "What's wrong with you?" Seeing that Yan Daoqing's face seemed a little complicated, Yan Daoqing said: "I always feel like an accomplice"

"You think too much. This man deserves to die, and the one who killed him is a good person," Fang Jian said with a smile. After hearing Fang Jian's words, Yan Daoqing's face looked much better. He then ordered You to be buried, and then he returned to Yunlei Residence alone. At this time, the divine doctor He had already arranged the ward for Zhou Ruhua. He said, "I have a general understanding of Madam Zhou's illness. Yan Daoqing became anxious when he heard it, and quickly knelt down and bowed to the divine doctor He, begging him to cure his wife. The divine doctor He smiled and said, "Doctors have a kind heart. I will cure Madam Zhou's illness. But after curing Madam Zhou's illness, how are you going to repay me?"

Yan Daoqing was delighted when he heard this. He was not afraid that the Divine Doctor would negotiate terms, but he was afraid that the Divine Doctor would not negotiate terms. So Yan Daoqing did not directly say how much gold and silver treasures he would give to Divine Doctor He. Instead, he asked cautiously, "I wonder how Divine Doctor He needs this junior to repay you?"

Divine Doctor He smiled faintly, and said with a noble and detached face: "First, I don't want gold and silver treasures, second, I don't want your land and fertile fields, and third, I don't want you to work like a slave. I only want you to do one thing. If you can do it, I will treat your wife's illness." Yan Daoqing frowned slightly. The things that Divine Doctor He didn't want before were exactly what he didn't lack. Since he didn't want these things, what did Divine Doctor He want?

After a moment of contemplation, Yan Daoqing immediately said, "Please ask the doctor for advice."

Divine Doctor He's face grew solemn, and he slowly said, "Gold, silver, treasures, and fertile land are of no use to me. All I seek is the fulfillment of a single wish." "What wish?" Yan Daoqing asked. Divine Doctor He replied, "Everyone says I'm a miracle doctor, but that's not true. My master, 'Yue Xiangu', is the true miracle doctor. All my medical skills were taught to me by my master."

After hearing this, Yan Daoqing seemed to understand a little, "Doctor He wants to..."

"Build a temple," said Doctor He, "I want to build a temple for Master in the human world so that she can be worshipped and revered by the world. Although she has already completed her merits and become an immortal, as long as her temple exists in the human world, she will surely protect the people and bring them peace."

Yan Daoqing finally understood. Regardless of whether the master of this Divine Doctor He had become an immortal or not, he could understand his desire to build a temple for his master. In the human world, especially in the Tang Dynasty, temples were not built casually. Generally, temples were built for gods with names and surnames from the three sects of Heaven, Taoism, and Buddhism. If a temple was nameless and unknown to the world, then even if you built it, it would be labeled as an "evil god" by the government and directly eradicated by force. Therefore, on this issue, the attitude of the court and the government was very important. If a temple was built in the name of the government, not only would it not be possible to be labeled as an "evil god", but it would be more likely to be believed in by mortals. He Xianghuo Fang Jian looked over, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he listened quietly to the conversation between the two. Yan Daoqing didn't hesitate at all. He immediately agreed and said, "Don't worry, Doctor He. My father is Yan Xiumin, the car school of the state capital. As long as you can cure my wife, I will definitely build a temple for the master of the doctor in the state capital. It will be built in the state capital city." Doctor He's eyes lit up, but he still maintained his composure. Then he nodded slowly and said, "In this case, we need Mr. Yan to sign a document. This matter is simple. Please lend me some pen and ink." Yan Daoqing said, Doctor He said, "Please follow me, Mr. Yan."

Then, Divine Doctor He turned around and led Yan Daoqing to his room. Although Fang Jian did not follow him, one of his divine thoughts fell on Yan Daoqing and he followed him. After Yan Daoqing followed Divine Doctor He into the room, he found that the furnishings in the room were very simple. There was a wooden bed, a wooden table, and a wooden chair. Apart from that, there were only a few pots of medicinal flowers on the windowsill and a half-human-high portrait on the north wooden wall. Yan Daoqing saw the portrait as soon as he entered the room. In the portrait, a beautiful woman wearing a lotus-colored Taoist robe, a green leaf crown on her head, and a medicine basket in her hand, was walking in a medicine garden full of medicinal herbs. Yan Daoqing was slightly stunned for a moment, and had to admit that although his wife Zhou Ruhua was also the most beautiful woman in the entire prefecture, she pales in comparison with the woman in the painting. "This is my mentor, Fairy Yue," Divine Doctor He bowed towards the portrait, then said to Yan Daoqing. Yan Daoqing was greatly surprised when he heard this. He did not expect that Divine Doctor He's master would be such a stunningly beautiful person, as beautiful as the moon. At this moment, Yan Daoqing somewhat believed that Divine Doctor He's master was really an immortal. Who would believe such a beautiful woman if he said she was not an immortal?

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