Everyone says that the Western Regions are very beautiful.
Here you can find extremely holy snow-capped mountains and vast expanses of green plains; there are raging rivers running through valleys, and there is also the gentle and sunny Jiangnan region outside the Great Wall.
There are also many extreme places that ordinary people cannot set foot in.
The beauty of the Western Regions is mysterious, holy, but also dangerous and extreme.
Just as many people have never truly understood the well-known Western Holy Religion.
The current Saint of the Western Region Holy Church, Baili Wushang, is fundamentally different from the previous Saint.
The previous Holy Master was a person with a true compassion to save all sentient beings and a great love in his heart.
The current Saint...
At the very beginning, a group of high-level elders and guardians of the Western Region Holy Church had secretly thought more than once that before the previous Saint passed away, the throne of the Saint should be passed on to the current Saint... Really, is it possible?
If the Western Region Holy Religion, which has such a deep faith and influence in the Western Region, is deliberately used, it will do something else.
The consequences... I dare not even think about it.
The former Saint seemed to have been trying to influence the current Saint, but maybe everyone in the world can be saved, but can the current Saint really... be saved?
Fortunately, the thing that the old elders were most worried about did not happen.
The current Saint does act in a somewhat evil and out-of-line manner.
But for now, they just like to pick up some weird and messy monsters that are wanted to be killed and bring them back to the Holy Church.
Or, they may disappear for a year or two from time to time.
I didn't do anything more outrageous or scary...
Or maybe they did, and they just didn't know it.
I dare not know and can only deceive myself.
However, up to now, they have really not seen any compassion for the world in this Saint, as a Saint should have.
The elders of the Holy Church are extremely unanimous in this view.
until……
The Holy Lord brought back two "living dead", one big and one small.
They were a mother and daughter, it was truly horrific.
I won’t talk about the girl’s obvious and hidden injuries, external and internal injuries, and the various damages to her internal organs caused by the poison.
After all, there are still traces to follow.
And after all, she was sixteen years old, the age of marriage. For a girl, this was the time when her body was most resilient and able to resist the most.
No matter how difficult it was, she could always find a place to get treatment. She could also take some medication.
The younger one was miserable.
Still a baby, less than a month old!
It looked like it was in good health, but it had never opened its eyes. Its breathing was weaker than that of a sick cat, and it seemed that it could be blown away by a breeze.
Moreover, she is so weak and so young. No matter whether it is medicine or something else, if it is even the slightest bit wrong, it will have the opposite effect and directly cost her life.
Even if the medication was used accurately, she simply couldn't bear to drink it.
The most difficult thing is that most of the elders have good medical skills, but they have no idea how to use medicine for this child!
No idea where to start!
To put it bluntly, if such a child had not met the Holy Lord, he would have died at birth.
"My Lord, this child..."
The elders were unsure what the Holy Lord intended to do by bringing back these two people, so it was better to ask clearly.
No matter how expensive or good the medicine is, it is simply not enough for this child...
A young man in a gorgeous black robe came to the bedside and looked down at the little person on the bed.
"Tsk, you're still holding your breath today. You've lasted longer than I thought."
The elders: “…”
Compared with the huge bed, the baby is really too small.
Lying alone and dying in bed.
As the man looked at her, he thought about the journey he had carried her back, and suddenly he became interested again. He bent down and reached out to poke her little face.
With just a slight poke, the tender little face instantly turned red and purple as if it had been abused.
The man seemed to find it interesting and poked this side and then the other side symmetrically.
He poked him again on the forehead and then on the chin.
The elders: “…”
"It's quite fun." The man commented.
The elders: “…”
And men enjoy it endlessly.
The elders couldn't bear to watch any longer, "My Lord..."
"Eh?"
Just like when I met the mother and daughter at the mass grave, there are always some miraculous and touching coincidences in life.
Earlier at the mass grave, the man bent over to look at the mother and daughter on the ground, and his long brown curly hair fell down from his back.
At that time, Ling Jing didn't know where she got the strength from, and bit the corner of his clothes.
And this time, when he bent down to poke the little baby's face, some of his hair slipped down again and was accidentally caught by the little baby who was almost dead? ?
Caught??
The elders paused when they saw this scene.
"This child..."
They subconsciously moved closer, but saw that the baby did not wake up.
But he did not let go of the strand of the Lord's hair that he had unconsciously grabbed!
The man whose hair was grabbed looked at it and suddenly laughed softly.
"This child is quite interesting. I will take her away. No one is allowed to disturb her within three days. As for her mother, you stay with her first."
He picked up the little baby, and his beautiful long, light brown eyes with a lazy smile squinted at them, as if smiling, "Even if you are incompetent, it shouldn't be difficult to keep her alive, right?"
The elders quickly said, "Please rest assured, Holy Lord!"
Three days later.
The man appeared again holding the little girl, and the little girl had actually opened her eyes!
What a pair of eyes they are. One look at them makes one’s heart melt.
The elders were shocked, "Lord, have you cured this child?"
"Dream on." The man yawned lazily and threw the child to them. "I have thought of a way that may be worth a try, but whether she can bear it depends on herself. You keep an eye on her for a few days."
The elders were in a hurry to catch the baby, too tired to complain.
Then I was even more surprised to find that the baby didn't cry after being thrown like that!
The elders didn't know what their Saint Master did afterwards, but half a year later, the baby had recovered and looked no different from an ordinary child!
It was also at this time that Baili Wushang began to ask the disciples of the Holy Church to go out quietly to find various little boys.
One day, the Saint held the little girl in his arms and went to a temple filled with a strong smell of medicine.
The disciples serving in the inner courtyard of the palace saw him come in, bowed respectfully and then retreated.
The girl, who was wrapped in a cocoon on the bed with only her eyes and mouth visible, saw him coming in and said, "Benefactor..."
After calling out weakly, he was so excited that he almost struggled to get up.
"benefactor?"
The man had a playful look on his lips and placed the child next to the girl who had been waiting anxiously and was extremely excited.
"How can you be sure that I didn't save you for some other purpose?"
The girl was bandaged so tightly that she could hardly move, but she still tried to hug the little girl.
However, the tendons in her hands and feet were broken, making it impossible for her to move or hold the little girl.
The girl looked at the little girl reluctantly, then turned to look at the man with tears in her eyes.
"No matter what your purpose is, you are still my benefactor! Besides," the girl said with tears in her eyes and full of confidence, "you are a good person!"
Baili Wushang felt his teeth ache, "Oh, little girl, with your brain, even if you are schemed against ten thousand times, you won't learn your lesson. I am a good person just because I saved you once?"
He sneered.
But the girl looked at him stubbornly, obviously insisting on what she thought.
The man sneered, "How boring. However, since I promised you to live, lying in bed as a living dead for the rest of your life does not count as living for me."
"I will reattach your tendons today, which is probably no different from letting you die again..."
"I'm not afraid! Benefactor, I can do anything!"
Before he could finish, the girl on the bed was already eager to express her opinion.
"Heh, let's give it a try then."
As the saying goes, a broken tendon is hard to mend.
What’s more, it’s been half a year.
It's like starting over again from scratch, and you can imagine how painful it is.
The girl had bitten her lips and her body was soaked with cold sweat, but she didn't make a sound.
The man was dissatisfied, "Why don't you scream? Or cry?"
The girl bit her lips tightly. It hurt so much that she didn't dare to let go, nor was she able to do so.
Until everything was done and the bandage under the girl's lips was all stained with blood, she didn't make a sound.
She finally spared her poor lips, and with a weak breath, she tried very hard to smile, and said tremblingly, "Thank you... benefactor."
"Huh." Baili Wushang was unmoved.
He then took out a porcelain bottle filled with something.
After opening the porcelain bottle, without saying anything, she poured the contents of the bottle directly onto the broken tendons she had just healed.
The girl couldn't move, and didn't know what he was pouring.
I only vaguely felt that I didn't feel anything when that thing was first poured on me, but after a while, in addition to the severe pain in the broken tendons, there was also a subtle, itchy feeling!
That kind of itch is like the itch when a wound on the body is healing and new flesh is growing.
But she thought it must be her illusion.
However, at this time, her pain was reduced a little, and she finally smelled a faint and unusual smell of blood.
"Benefactor..." she asked uncertainly, "This medicine you poured for me..."
The man didn't even raise his eyelids, "What about this medicine?"
"Yes, is there any blood..."
The man raised his eyes. "I have a very good nose. That's right, it's not blood. This is blood."
He approached her with his long eyes narrowed in a somewhat cunning manner.
"Have you ever heard that there is a kind of monster in this world that is not tolerated by both heaven and earth, whose flesh and blood can revive the dead and turn bones into flesh."
The gorgeous voice and the faint sound are like a ghost in the mountains that drills straight into people's limbs and bones.
"It just so happens that I have one like this in my hand."
The girl's eyes widened, and she felt like something was stuck in her throat and she couldn't breathe.
"You don't have to be so surprised. The living dead and the bones are not fake, but they are not too real either. As for the effects, they are somewhat effective. But they are not so miraculous. If they were so miraculous, wouldn't the yin and yang, life and death in this world be in chaos?"
The girl still stared at her in a daze.
In the past, she had always lived in the small plot of land in the backyard of the general's mansion. Although she had been harmed to such a situation, her mentality had changed a lot.
But after all, she was just a little girl who didn't have much knowledge.
She didn't know whether the man in front of her was making up a story to scare her or it was real.
She was more inclined to scare her.
No matter how ignorant she was, she knew that such a creature did not exist in the world.
"Shh~" The man stood up and made a shushing gesture, curling his lips, wickedly and frivolously, "Keep it a secret."
Having said that, he didn't look like he cared much about keeping it a secret.
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