Biography of Qingwu

Chapter 90 find
In a dilapidated ruined temple in West City, the golden statue of Buddha is already covered with spider webs, and the golden body is covered with dust. It seems that it has been abandoned for a long time. Behind the huge golden statue of Buddha, there is a pile of straw , a man was lying on it wearing only his underwear, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, his chin was resting on the straw, and there were a few traces of straw.

He was waiting, waiting for Gao Zhan to come back with food and medicine.

His body was hot, but he felt very cold. The injury he suffered that day was not treated in time. When he fled to Moling, his clothes and the wound were stuck together. Gao Zhan cut it open bit by bit with a knife. The sea of ​​flames, the turbid smoke, and the bumps and bumps in the forest still made his wounds fester, and he was paralyzed when he arrived in Moling.

Gao Zhan is a fool. He didn't bring any money with him when he went out, so he could only steal herbs. He was not familiar with medicine, and the few bottles of golden sore medicine he took randomly were useless at all.

After persisting for two or three days, Jiang Mingyuan developed a high fever. This morning, Gao Zhan had no choice but to go out and find some food for him. In fact, he wanted to tie a doctor to show him his injury. Powerless to stop.We can only lie down and wait in this abandoned temple that is ventilated on all sides.

A little beggar passing by hummed and walked past the temple. Out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see someone lying on his stomach.

He tiptoed and peeked through the cracks in the broken wall, and it turned out that he was lying there alone, his back was injured, and his white inner garment was torn, revealing a hideous wound.It doesn't look very good, the wound has suppurated.

The little beggar's eyeballs are rolling around, he must be some kind of gangster, right?Or some wanted criminal?Anyway, he is not a decent person, and if a decent person doesn't go to see a doctor, why is he in this ruined temple?It must be unseen.You have to report it to the government as soon as possible.

Maybe, you can get some rewards.

Chen Qingwu and Xia Ping were walking on the road. They had already walked in the West Market for a long time. They passed by a small market selling vegetables, and walked through settlements of various religions and nine schools. Will it be a clear monarch? Can he change all this?"

Chen Qingwu said with certainty: "It will definitely."

I accidentally found an osmanthus tree planted by the roadside, and there are already flower buds hanging on the branches. It seems that autumn is coming soon.Chen Qingwu went up to smell it, but he didn't smell the sweet-scented osmanthus, but he was almost splashed with water. Fortunately, Chen Qingwu reacted in time, pushed the tree with one palm, and jumped out a long way with his strength.

"Offend, girl, old man, I didn't do it on purpose. I really didn't see you, so I splashed water. Are your clothes wet?" The posture seems to be used to it. The two girls in front of them are probably not from the West Market, wearing brocade clothes.

Chen Qingwu waved his hand, "No, no, I hid quickly and didn't get my clothes wet, old man, you don't have to be afraid."

The old man clearly saw that a small piece of her dress was soaked, but hearing what she said, she should be a kind person.

"Girl, thank you very much." The old man said and was about to turn around and go back.

Chen Qingwu took two steps forward, grabbed him, and said, "Old man, I have something to ask you."

The old man stopped, and there was still reddish water on the iron basin in his hand, and a few fish scales were still sticking to the basin. He turned around and said, "Young lady, if you need anything, just ask."

"Have you ever seen two men, both are thin and tall, one is whiter, the other is darker, and one is injured."

The old man thought for a moment, then shook his head affirmatively, "No, no."

Chen Qingwu became discouraged again, but still did not give up, and asked again: "Then have you met any strangers?"

The old man thought for a while, and said: "There is a stranger, I went to catch fish in the river this morning, and when I passed by the Foyin Temple, a man climbed over the wall and came out. Over the wall, or out of the abandoned temple, there is nothing to steal!"

Chen Qingwu stepped forward anxiously and grabbed his arm, asking, "Do you remember what he looks like?"

"Yo, I can't remember clearly, I just took a quick look."

"Then how do we get to the Foyin Temple?"

The old man pointed to the right, "Go through this alley from here, go to the end, turn left, take the third intersection, and then turn right, you will see a ruined temple, that's it."

"Thank you very much!" Chen Qingwu bowed to the old man, mounted the horse, and pulled Xia Ping with one hand. Xia Ping stepped on the stirrup with great effort and hugged Chen Qingwu's waist from behind.

Sure enough, Chen Qingwu pulled the reins, and the horse flew out almost instantly.

Xia Ping's face didn't keep up, and she knocked heavily on Chen Qingwu's back, her nose was flushed red, and her hands tightly hugged her, afraid of repeating the same mistakes, so she buried her face in her back .

Not long after, he saw the ruined temple built by the river, Chen Qingwu stopped his horse, and Xia Ping was shaken so badly that he almost vomited out the buns he ate earlier.

Chen Qingwu was so anxious that he didn't even bother to tie the horse rope, he rushed straight into the temple, raised his foot to kick the dilapidated door, but stopped abruptly, slapped his thigh hard, and scolded himself, " Bastard, this is the door of the Buddha, you can't kick it!"

Stretch out your hand to push the door, a layer of ash fell and fluttered, stretched out your hand to beat the dust, the door is directly opposite, is the golden body of Buddha, some of the eighteen arhats are broken, but they are still carved on the wall, there is a natural majesty , and vaguely saw a human figure lying behind the golden body of Buddha.

Xia Ping was struggling to pull the horse at the entrance of the temple, and tied it to a tree. The horse didn't listen to her, so she could only use brute force to pull it.

Chen Qingwu ran in and walked in front of that person. It turned out to be Jiang Mingyuan. He was overjoyed and squatted down to shake him: "Wake up, wake up, brother Mingyuan! Wake up!"

The tentacles felt that his whole body was hot, and when he looked closely at his back, there was a knife wound festering, which was shocking!
Jiang Mingyuan struggled to open his eyes and half-closed his eyes. Chen Qingwu lifted the veil, and Jiang Mingyuan shrank back in fright.

What kind of person is this, his face is full of red rashes, the gods are going to kill him, send someone infected with smallpox to infect him, right? !

"It's me, Qingwu, I painted the rash on my face, don't be afraid, get up!" Chen Qingwu reached out to pull him, but she couldn't pull him with the weight of a grown man, and she was afraid It doesn't matter how important it is to mobilize the internal force, and then tear his wound open.

Jiang Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said weakly, "Where's Gao Zhan?"

"I still want to ask you! Isn't he with you?!" Chen Qingwu's heart sank like lead. Is Gao with him? The old man clearly said that a man turned over from the temple If it's not Gao Zhan, who would it be?
Jiang Mingyuan really didn't have the energy to say so many words, "In the morning"

"Girl! Girl! Officers and soldiers are coming!" Before Jiang Mingyuan finished speaking, Xia Bin hurried in and shouted.

Jiang Mingyuan tried his best to support half of his body, and Chen Qingwu pulled Xia Ping behind him, "What officers and soldiers, how many people, are they coming here?"

"I don't know, there are about a dozen officers and soldiers, and they are coming here."

Although Chen Qingwu, a dozen or so officers and soldiers, was grasping for the complete annihilation, but in the enemy camp, once they made a move, they would inevitably make noise. The opponent had a steady stream of backup, and she was alone.He also brought Xia Ping and a wounded man who couldn't get up.

"Xia Ping, come on, let's hide him together."

The two struggled to lift Jiang Mingyuan up. Xia Fen was really young and didn't have much strength, so Chen Qingwu had to carefully mobilize some internal strength to lift it up.

His eyes found a corner, which was an abandoned wing room. Two people carried Jiang Mingyuan over there. As soon as they entered the room, they felt a musty smell, and Xia Bin was choked and coughed for a long time.

Finding straw mats as a cover, he finally hid Jiang Mingyuan before hearing the footsteps of officers and soldiers. Chen Qingwu hurried back to the Buddha's golden body and knelt in front of the Buddha.

Xia Bin took advantage of this time to kick the straw pile into chaos.At that moment, the footsteps of seven or eight people came behind him.

(End of this chapter)