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Chapter 96
Huo Qiao was a little worried about whether Xie Yuzhou's physical condition could support him to climb to the top of the mountain.

After deliberating for a while, he said, "Fifth Master, why don't you wait here, and I will go up the mountain to see the old lady by myself?"

Xie Yuzhou didn't speak, just reached out to hold her hand, and led her on the way up the mountain.

Huo Qiao wanted to call the other party to stop, but he opened his mouth, but finally fell silent.

Fang Yi and the others followed, and if Xie Yuzhou couldn't climb anymore, let Fang Yi and the others carry him up the mountain.

The group walked very slowly, and the mountain road was fairly flat, not as steep as imagined. However, considering Xie Yuzhou's poor health, Huo Qiao proposed to take a rest after walking for less than 5 minutes.

Xie Yuzhou looked at her palely: "Mrs. Xie tired?"

Huo Qiao, who didn't take a breath, nodded without changing his face: "Tired."

Then he pulled the man to find a clean stone and sat down, Fang Yi handed over the water glass he was carrying with him with a wink.

Huo Qiao poured a glass of water for the man, seeing his sickly pale face, he was really worried: "Are you okay?"

Xie Yuzhou took a sip of water unhurriedly, his moistened voice was a little hoarse: "Mrs. Xie, pay attention to the occasion."

Huo Qiao: "?"

Why pay attention to the occasion?

She just cares about the man's body.

Huo Qiao took a wet towel to wipe the man's sweat, and frowned slightly: "If you can't walk anymore, let Steward Fang carry you."

Fang Yi instantly felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, his back straightened subconsciously, and he looked at Huo Qiao with some surprise in his eyes.

Ma'am are you serious?

Even if they were willing to recite it, Fifth Master would not!
"No need." Xie Yuzhou said in a thin voice.

Huo Qiao didn't argue with him, but secretly thought: When you are too tired to walk, you will feel it is necessary.

After resting for a while, the group continued to go up.

During the period, I also saw some small animals, such as squirrels, rabbits and the like.

Every 5 minutes, Huo Qiao would ask to stop and rest.

Xie Yuzhou didn't seem to be in any discomfort except that his handsome face turned pale.

The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, leaving mottled light and shadow on the ground.

After walking for about an hour, Huo Qiao finally saw the Jingshan Temple standing majestically on the top of the mountain.

"Fifth Master, we'll be there soon." The girl's delicate pink face showed a surprised expression.

Xie Yuzhou looked at the girl's bright and charming smile, and said a monosyllable lightly: "Mmm."

No one noticed that Xie Yuzhou's hands hanging by his legs were trembling slightly.

After walking for another 10 minutes, Huo Qiao and the others arrived at the gate of Jingshan Temple.

The gate of the temple is wide open and visitors are not rejected.

The entrance is a gold-plated Buddha statue.

Although Huo Qiao didn't believe in Buddhism, since he came to the important place of Buddhism, he put his hands together and worshiped devoutly.

As soon as he stood up, he heard an exclamation from behind.

"Five masters!"

Huo Qiao turned his head quickly, and saw Xie Yuzhou's body was on the verge of falling, and he almost couldn't stop. Fang Yi quickly stepped forward to support the man, preventing him from falling to the ground.

"Xie Yuzhou." Huo Qiao's expression changed, and he hurried over to help him.

Xie Yuzhou raised his hand to smooth the girl's frowning brows. Not only was her face sickly white and bloodless, but even her lips lost their original color: "I'm fine, I'm just tired."

The movement on their side attracted the little novice who was sweeping the floor inside, and ran out with a broom in his hand, with a vigilant expression: "Who are you?"

Fang Yi said with a gentle attitude: "Hello, little master, we are here to see Mrs. Xie, but my fifth master is weak, so can you take us to the guest room to rest first?"

Of course the little novice knew that there was an old lady who lived in their temple, and she gave him sweets.

Hearing that these people came to see the old lady, the little novice had some scrutiny in his eyes, but when he saw the weak Xie Yuzhou, he hesitated for a few seconds, and finally nodded and agreed: "Then come with me."

Passing through the porch, you can see a square yard. The incense burner is placed in front of the hall, and the purple smoke rises slowly. There is also a clear pool with a few cute red carp in it.

The temple occasionally receives some pilgrims, and of course guest rooms are built.

Following the little novice monk to a traditional house, Huo Qiao helped Xie Yuzhou into it. There was no bed or anything like that in the house, only a kang for sitting and listening to Zen.

Thinking of Xie Yuzhou's obsession with cleanliness, Huo Qiao didn't let Xie Yuzhou lie on the kang, but helped him to sit on the chair and let the man lean on her.

Smelling the faint fragrance of the girl, Xie Yuzhou hugged Huo Qiao's waist with both hands, slightly closed his peach blossom eyes, and rested his head on Huo Qiao's shoulder with peace of mind.

She reached out and touched the man's forehead, it wasn't hot, but frighteningly cold.

Huo Qiao looked up at Fang Yi: "Have you brought Fifth Master's medicine?"

Fang Yi nodded: "I have. I'll fry it right away."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yi turned around and went to the temple kitchen to boil medicine.

The little novice stood at the door and peeked, probably thinking that they were good-looking, so he asked in a low voice, "Is he sick?"

Huo Qiao never took his eyes off the man's face, and nodded slightly: "Yes."

The little monk said, "My master can see a doctor."

When he was sick, it was always the master who showed him.

Huo Qiao didn't expect that there was a doctor in the temple, so he raised his eyes to look at the little novice who was leaning on the door frame, and said softly, "Then can I trouble the little master to invite your master to see the fifth master?"

The little novice grew up in the temple since he was a child, and he has never seen such a good-looking person, not to mention Huo Qiao's soft-spoken, very comfortable, so he nodded with a blushing face: "No trouble, I will go find Master."

After speaking, the little novice turned and ran away.

Huo Qiao wanted to use his mobile phone to call Mr. Zhang, but the signal of the mobile phone was very weak, and the call could not be made at all.

Looking down at Xie Yuzhou, Huo Qiao asked in a low voice, "Fifth Lord, are you okay?"

It was quiet and there was no reply.

Are you asleep?

Huo Qiao tried his best to relax his body so that the man could sleep more comfortably.

Time passed quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

The little monk ran in, his little face turned a little red from running: "I brought Master here."

Huo Qiao smiled, "Thank you, little master."

Immediately afterwards, Huo Qiao saw a 50-year-old man wearing a monk's robe slowly stepping into the room.

After seeing the bodyguard outside the door, and hearing from his apprentice that the other party was looking for Mrs. Xie, the man had a guess about the identity of the visitor.

The man twisted the Buddhist beads in his hands, and said with a respectful attitude: "I don't know how to thank the fifth master for visiting, but the poor monk is far away to welcome you."

"Fifth Master seems to be asleep." Huo Qiao said, "I heard that Master will see a doctor, can you show Fifth Master?"

The man didn't approach, just stood where he was, his eyes scanned Xie Yuzhou's body, and then said, "Fifth Master is fine, but his body is slightly damaged, and he fell asleep."

No need to worry about life.

Huo Qiao couldn't help but quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"The guest room is shabby. Mrs. Xie has already prepared a clean bedroom for the fifth master and his wife, and asked his wife and fifth master to move."

Huo Qiao: "..."

She could move, but how could Xie Yuzhou, who had passed out, move?
Huo Qiao said, "We'll go there when Fifth Master wakes up, okay?"

The man nodded: "After the fifth master wakes up, the madam can just call the apprentice, and he will take you to the bedroom."

"Trouble Master."

The man said Amitabha, and then said: "The poor monk's name is Wangchen."

After Master Wangchen turned and left, the little novice went out too, but not too far away, so that he wouldn't hear Huo Qiao calling him.

The room was quiet, only a few birdsong came from outside the window.

Huo Qiao looked at the man's pale, almost sickly face, and suddenly sighed softly, with an inaudible voice: "Can I really change your fate?"

As the saying goes, there is life and death.

If Xie Yuzhou's ending in the book is an accidental death, she can also rely on the advantage of having read the script to prevent the other party from repeating the same mistakes.

But Xie Yuzhou died of illness, so the advantage that she came through a book can hardly be used in this matter.

Unless she can find the original author and change the setting in the book about Xie Yuzhou's sick child.

But this is obviously a fantasy.

Now that she is in the book, where else can she find the original author?
　#small theater#
　　Xiao Qiao (with a knife rest on the author's neck): Quickly change the settings

　　Author of Xiaopo: You can change the setting, pay money
　　Poor college student Xiao Qiao: Farewell
　　
　
(End of this chapter)