Following the instructions in the dream, Zhao Zhao led his father and brother and easily found the monk in distress.
Just like in the dream, he was lying on the ground, dying. His snow-white robes were covered with dirt and stains, and he looked very miserable.
This place was desolate and remote, and out of nowhere, a handsome young monk lay there. He Qianyan was startled, "Zhao Zhao and Min Min, stand still for now."
As he spoke, he stepped forward cautiously, raised his hand to check the monk's breath, "He's still breathing."
"It's strange, why is this little monk fainted here?" He Qianyan raised his hand and poked his smooth head.
Zhao Zhao stepped forward, tugged at his father's sleeve, his eyes curved, "Father, please save his life."
His father saved him, which was not only a good karma for the monk, but also a good karma for their whole family.
Good deeds will bring good results, and good people will be rewarded.
He Qianyan didn't say anything. Not to mention his son reminded him, even if he didn't remind him, he wouldn't let him fall there.
"Daddy, carry this brother on the carriage. Zhao Zhao and Min Min follow behind you obediently."
As he said that, he turned back and warned the seemingly honest Min Min, "Especially Min Min, don't run around."
Zhao Zhao stepped forward, took He Yunmin's hand, and said steadily, "Don't worry, father."
Walking behind He Qianyan, Zhao Zhao looked at the boy on his back calmly, touched the Buddhist beads in his hand, his eyes empty, as if thinking about something.
Feeling his fingers being pulled, Zhao Zhao looked back and smiled gently, "Minmin, what's wrong?"
He Yunmin didn't know what was going on in his mind, but looking at his brother's expression just now, he felt inexplicably uneasy.
Subconsciously, she tightened her grip on his hand, but when she came to her senses, considering Zhao Zhao would be hurt, she quickly let go, "It's nothing, brother, don't worry about me."
"Okay, Minmin, hurry up and follow father." Zhao Zhao didn't seem to notice anything was wrong with him and continued to smile gently.
But when He Yunmin met those gentle eyes, he always felt that something had changed.
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He Qianyan and his friends were on their way to Hongci Temple and happened to pass by a small town, so they planned to take the monk to the town for medical treatment.
In the carriage, Zhao Zhao put the Buddhist beads back on the monk's wrist. Seeing this, He Qianyan asked, "Zhao Zhao, how can you be sure that these Buddhist beads are his?"
Although it was very likely his, seeing his son's unhesitating action, he still asked another question.
Zhao Zhao kept smiling and said, "Father, don't doubt it, this is his." He looked so confident as if the monk had told him in person.
He Qianyan rubbed his head helplessly, "Zhao Zhao, you look more and more like those 'mysterious fortune tellers' on the street."
On the streets of Gancheng, there are always some mysterious charlatans who cheat people all year round. They say to everyone, "I have a destiny with you", and then pull passers-by to say some ambiguous words. After attracting their interest, they ask for money.
He Qianyan looked at Zhao Zhao and couldn't help but think of those charlatans.
Zhao Zhao remained calm, but He Yunmin beside him snorted, "Bad daddy, you can't say that about my brother."
"Hey, you little brat." He Qianyan's attention was instantly diverted by this rebellious son. He raised his hand and gently spanked him on the butt.
"Ahh, stinky daddy."
He Yunmin dodged recklessly and bumped into everyone in the carriage except Zhao Zhao, including the unconscious monk.
He Qianyan was afraid that he would get hurt, so he quickly took him back to his arms, "Minmin, be quiet."
"Okay." Min Min said aggrievedly.
After a quick examination of the monk, He Qianyan discovered that he had no other wounds on his body, but his face was extremely pale. He guessed that he had internal injuries.
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