Chapter 319: No Free Food
No matter how chaotic the situation was outside, the mansion remained peaceful and quiet.
As the autumn wind blows, the leaves become dull, but the fruits become fuller and fuller.
The persimmons on the persimmon tree in the front yard seemed to have turned redder after a night.
Under the persimmon tree, a fat little monk was sweeping the floor.
Everyone in Heishan Prefecture was too busy and tired today, and the brothers and sisters in Ciguang Temple also exhausted their energy yesterday.
Therefore, the Black Mountain Mansion was particularly quiet this morning, and only Wu Zhen got up early.
Wuzhen maintained the same routine as when he was in the mountains.
After he got up, he didn't call anyone, but walked around the yard alone.
Wuzhen saw a broom in the corner of the yard, and he picked it up and swept the floor, just like his master did every day.
He had heard that when living in someone else's home, one should not eat or drink for free, but should be diligent and help with more things.
Wuzhen thought about how he, his master, and his fellow senior brothers were all living in Heishan Mansion. They didn't pay any money, and the miracle doctor was still treating his master for free.
He felt embarrassed, so he swept the floor more carefully.
Two small tomatoes fell from the tree. Wuzhen picked them up, wiped them clean, and placed them neatly on the table in the middle hall.
After sweeping the floor, Wuzhen went to fetch water for the kitchen.
When I went to the well to fetch water, I saw another vegetable field.
So after fetching water, Wuzhen ran to the vegetable garden to water it and catch insects.
"The vegetables here grow really well, and there aren't many insects." Wuzhen expressed his admiration for the superb level of vegetable cultivation in Heishan Prefecture.
Qiu Jinyu and Ni Tianji also got up. They were busy in the kitchen for a while, and then Qiu Jinyu went to the vegetable garden to pick some vegetables.
As soon as she arrived, she saw the busy little monk.
Qiu Jinyu smiled and asked, "What's your name, little master?"
Wuzhen raised his sweaty forehead and said, "Donor, my name is Wuzhen."
Qiu Jinyu thought of the full water tank she had just seen in the kitchen:
"Wuzhen, you were the one who filled the water tank in the kitchen."
Wuzhen nodded: "Yes."
Qiu Jinyu wiped Wu Zhen's sweat and said, "Okay, Wu Zhen, stop working. Grab two vegetables and follow me to the kitchen."
Wuzhen carried the vegetables and went to the kitchen with Qiu Jinyu.
Ni Tianji has already cooked the pumpkin porridge and is chopping the side dishes.
Qiu Jinyu scooped a large bowl of hot pumpkin porridge for Wuzhen and gave him several side dishes.
Ni Tianji took two steamed buns from the steamer and put them on the plate for Wuzhen.
The side dishes smell delicious and are shiny and oily.
Wuzhen swallowed his saliva and said, "Donor, I cannot eat meat oil."
Qiu Jinyu: "It's not lard, it's vegetable oil, don't worry about eating it."
"Thank you, benefactor. I will come back to fetch water and sweep the floor tomorrow morning." Wuzhen's eyes lit up and he walked away with the plate of food very satisfied.
Qiu Jinyu smiled: "Okay."
Wuzhen took breakfast to Master Mingdeng's room.
He ate up a big bowl of porridge, two steamed buns and a few side dishes.
While eating, he talked to the sleeping master:
"Master, when we get back, can we plant some persimmon trees as well?"
"In summer, we have peaches; in autumn, we have persimmons; in winter, we have not only preserved peaches but also persimmon cakes."
"Master, these side dishes are so delicious. The fermented tofu and pickled mustard greens are so fragrant. I want to learn how to make them so we can eat them like this when we return to the temple..."
Wuzhen was not idle after dinner.
He found a clean towel, wet it, and wiped his master's face and hands.
Wuzhen knew that his master was a very clean person and was very careful when washing his face and hands.
He wanted to feed his master some water, but his master was still asleep and he couldn't feed him.
He just looked at his master and felt that his master seemed to have become thinner due to hunger overnight.
Wuzhen talked a lot by himself and helped his master cover the quilt. Later in the conversation, he suddenly buried his head in his master's stomach and hugged his master sullenly.
"Master... why didn't you come out of the fire that day..."
"Why do you brothers have to fight with the people in the palace..."
"My brothers were all injured, but they didn't tell me anything..."
"Master, don't you want me anymore..."
Senior Brother Wujing said that the master was seeking death.
After the master wakes up, will he continue to seek death?
As Wuzhen spoke, his voice became softer and softer, but his grip on his master grew tighter and tighter.
Mingdeng, who was dozing off, dreamed that he was meditating in a Buddhist temple, and Wuzhen was chattering beside him.
At this time, a huge wooden fish fell from the sky and pressed on him.
The wooden fish was as heavy as a mountain, pressing him down so that he couldn't turn around.
"Cough cough cough..." Mingdeng coughed twice.
He woke up from his dream, slowly opened his eyes, and still felt the pressure on his body.
Looking down, I saw Wuzhen's round head that looked like a wooden fish.
"Master is awake!" Wuzhen heard Mingdeng coughing, and looked up to meet Mingdeng's eyes.
Wuzhen was so happy that tears welled up in his eyes. He lowered his head and hugged his master even tighter.
Mingdeng coughed twice again: "Cough cough...Wuzhen, let go..."
Wuzhen held on tightly: "I won't let go, Master, you want to jump into the fire pit again."
Ming Deng: "...Master doesn't want to die anymore, but you're so heavy...If you don't get up, you'll crush me to death."
Wuzhen got up immediately.
The bright light looked around.
It's a simply furnished but clean room.
There was a table next to it with empty dishes on it.
There is a window next to the table.
The window was half open, and I could see the trees and the sky outside.
It rained heavily in the middle of the night last night, and there were water stains on the windowsill.
But the sky has cleared.
The clouds have cleared and the rain has stopped, and the sky is clear.
Just like his name, Murong Ji.
He had truly made up his mind yesterday during the fire and had given up on living.
But he didn't expect that after he fainted, his disciples would rush in to save him regardless of their own lives.
He couldn't move his body at that time, but he still had a trace of consciousness and could vaguely feel himself being lifted up.
This morning, he heard Wuzhen mumbling in his dream and saw the ten years he and Wuzhen spent in the mountains.
He watched Wuzhen grow up little by little, and saw that this child trusted him wholeheartedly.
This child is always content, simple and kind.
If he were gone, I don’t know how this child would survive in this chaotic world.
Only then did he realize that he still had concerns about the world.
He had taken revenge, but there was still someone in the world he couldn't let go of.
Mingdeng looked at Wuzhen who was wiping his tears and smiled weakly:
"Wuzhen, it's my fault that I scared you yesterday.
Wuzhen: "Master, please don't scare me anymore."
"Wuzhen." Mingdeng sighed, but said nothing more.
Doctor Yu came in at this time.
When Doctor Yu saw Mingdeng wake up, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.
Another person was snatched back from the hands of the King of Hell.
good.
"Master, this is Doctor Yu, the miracle doctor who saved you yesterday." Wuzhen introduced him to his master.
"Doctor Yu?" Ming Deng hesitated for a moment, "May I ask if you know a doctor named Yu Renxin?"
Doctor Yu was slightly stunned: "It's my master."
"Amitabha," Ming Deng had become accustomed to saying these words. "I never thought that the people who saved this poor monk and brought him back to the human world twice were both doctors from the Divine Doctor Valley."
Mingdeng briefly told Doctor Yu how he was saved by Yu Renxin more than 20 years ago.
Doctor Yu took Ming Deng's pulse again, frowned for a while, and then suddenly relaxed:
"That life-extending antidote was a potent poison. While it kept you safe, it trapped your flesh within its shell. I have a cure that will restore you to your true form. You only need to take good care of yourself during this period."
Ming Deng: "Doctor Yu, there is no need to worry. My skin is nothing to me."
He has experienced great ups and downs, and has been on the verge of life and death. He no longer cares about his appearance.
But Doctor Yu was very firm: "Master, there is no need to refuse. I will do what I say."
Doctor Yu thought this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, as he could cure the sequelae that his master had been unable to cure.
This shows that the disciple is better than the master.
Doctor Yu excitedly went to write a prescription.
The sun had risen completely and the villagers of Heishan Prefecture had also gotten up.
Su Zhizhi looked in the mirror when she got up.
Ha! Both of my eyes are swollen like dumplings, and I can hardly open my eyes.
I cried so hard yesterday and shed so many tears that my eyes are so swollen today that they seem smaller.
Su Zhizhi went out to have breakfast with swollen eyes. She met Wu Yingniang, Rendong and Dongyue, and found that their eyes were also swollen.
Xue Che's eyes were not swollen, but there were dark circles under his eyes.
Su Zhizhi asked: "Where's my dad, and where's my aunt?"
Wu Yingniang: "They are busy in the dark room. Don't look for them today."
While eating, everyone said:
"This morning's news: The Tiele Khanate continues its attack southward."
"I guess these guys were just pretending when they started the peace talks."
"Zhizhi's friend, the princess who was to be married off, has escaped..."
"If you ask me, let them attack the capital first. We can pick up their heads..."
At this time, Bai Xun hurried in from the back door with someone.
The man's clothes were covered in dust, his hair was disheveled, and he walked hurriedly.
Xue Che recognized at a glance that this was his father's confidant stationed in the capital, specifically used to communicate secretly with the capital.
Xue Che put down the chopsticks in his hand, and his temples began to throb.
Xue Yucheng's confidant walked up to Xue Che, took out a letter, and said in a dry voice:
"General, I have urgent news! There is war in the northwest."
"The Hunxie Kingdom has really sent troops!"
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