After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 57 Everyone is afraid of him, everyone hates him

He is obviously not very old, but his demeanor has become more calm and reassuring.

Wei Zi put down his hand, endured the pain and asked, "Then your back—"

"It's okay."

Xiao Fengxian interrupted her, carefully inspected the burns on her face, suddenly grabbed her knees, and picked her up horizontally.

Wei Zi called softly: "Second brother!"

Xiao Fengxian didn't care about etiquette, nor did she care about settling accounts with Xiao Dujuan.

He quickly walked outside Shen's residence: "There are no good doctors in this poor place in Shanyin County, only the old abbot of Yunshen Temple has some medical skills. I took my sister-in-law to see him, and it took a long time. Scars won't get any better."

When Wei Zi heard this, he knew that the burn on his face was a bit serious.

She was very convinced of Xiao Fengxian, so she obediently stayed in his arms, not daring to struggle to drag her back.

After the two left, Xiao Dujuan looked proud.

She said: "Young Master Chen, have you seen it? This bitch is cuddling with my second brother in broad daylight. In private, I don't know what they have become! This kind of flirtatious woman is not worthy of Mr. Chen's help." She puts her mind to it."

Chen Zijing frowned.

It would be a pity if such a beautiful face was ruined just like that.

I thought Xiao Dujuan was just being annoying, but I didn't expect that at such a young age and a girl's family, her methods are so vicious.

He said annoyedly: "Since Miss Xiao knows Chen's thoughts on Lingsao, she should know that Chen likes beauties. Miss Xiao's appearance is not as good as that of the Tongfang around me, so how can she catch my eyes?" Miss Xiao, from now on, please respect yourself and stop pestering Chen."

After speaking, he walked away.

Xiao Dujuan was stunned.

She touched her face in a daze, and Chen Zijing thought she was not beautiful enough? !

But my mother often praised her for being good-looking. Although she knew that she was not as good as Wei Zi, she was not too bad!

Tears rolled in the eyes, Xiao Dujuan was ashamed and angry, and ran away crying.

On the loft in the distance.

Wei Feishan had a panoramic view of the scene in this corner of the garden.

The scald is so easy to heal, even if it is healed, it will leave a scar, and Wei Zi's face may be ruined.

With her face ruined, my brother and the others would not recognize her as a lost girl from the Duke of Zhen's mansion.

She can't go home, and she can't take away her favor.

Wei Feishan happily ate a lotus seed candy.

Twilight Quadruple.

On the outskirts of the city, dark clouds gather from the sky, and it gets dark faster than usual.

When Xiao Fengxian and Wei Zi appeared at the foot of Yunshen Temple Mountain, the early summer thunderstorm came.

The sound of rain in the mountains is loud.

Xiao Fengxian thought Wei Zi was walking slowly, so he simply picked her up again and quickly climbed up the winding and steep steps.

The gate of Yunshen Temple was closed.

In the dark heavy rain, the young man knocked heavily on the door: "Open the door! Tell your boss to come out!"

The sound of rain all over the mountains and plains covered his door calling.

Xiao Fengxian was already in a hurry, but no one opened the door for him, so he became even more impatient, and the fox's eyes were densely tinged with dark red bloodshot eyes.

He put Wei Zi under the eaves, picked up a monk's stick, and knocked viciously on the temple door: "I told you to open the door, and your ears are deaf?! You are diligent when taking incense money from people. I told you to cure diseases and save people. Why do you all hide?" Get up?!"

After a while, the sound of chanting suddenly came from the temple.

Mixed with the sound of rain all over the sky, it is even more ethereal and quiet in the mountains.

Wei Zi's cheeks ached, and his head hurt from the rain.

She leaned against the eaves weakly, and the young man reflected in her pupils, with dark clothes and black hair, looked like a black demon, with evil spirit and killing intent all over her body, as if if he didn't follow his wishes, he would stain her with blood. red this temple.

He was bullied as a child and grew up, so that after he got high and powerful, he hated everyone equally.

When he climbed to the highest position in the officialdom, countless blood and evil had already piled up under his feet.

Everyone was afraid of him, everyone hated him.

No one loves him.

The chestnut-colored peach blossom eyes flashed unbearable, and she persuaded softly: "Second brother, we are here to beg for help, why are you so arrogant? I wish I could smash the temple gate..."

"These bald donkeys won't open the door, how can I not be angry?!" Xiao Fengxian sternly said, "It is said that monks are the most kind-hearted when they eat vegetarian food and recite the Buddha's name. Why do I have to kneel down to them today, so they are willing to save you?! "

Through the gate of the temple, he raised his voice violently: "I know you are inside, if you don't open the door, wait for me to break in and kill you all! Smash all the Buddha statues you enshrine!"

Buddhism is pure, how dare he speak like that.

Wei Zi has a headache.

If she was a monk inside, she would not open the door to Xiao Fengxian.

She rubbed her forehead, raised her index finger to her lips, and signaled Xiao Fengxian to keep silent.

She walked to the temple gate, knocked on the door knocker, and said in a gentle and polite voice, "Wei Zi from Shanyin County brought his second younger brother Xiao Fengxian here to seek medical treatment, but he was desperate. Please ask the host for help."

Xiao Fengxian sneered: "They won't open the door with my threats like that, but with a simple sentence from my sister-in-law, can they let us in?"

The voice fell, and the temple door opened with a "squeak".

Xiao Fengxian: "..."

Why Yunshen Temple alone refused to give him face?
A young monk appeared behind the door and bowed to Wei Zi: "The host has calculated that there will be people who are destined to come to seek medical treatment tonight, and I guess it will be the two of them. Please follow the poor monk."

Ye Yu was confused.

Wei Zi was a little surprised.

She knew that there are all kinds of magicians who are proficient in Qimen gossip in the world, but she did not expect that the old abbot of Yunshen Temple was one of them.

She pulled up Xiao Fengxian's sleeve and followed the little monk into the threshold.

In past and present lives, Wei Zi was the first time to meet the old abbot of Yunshen Temple.

The Buddha Hall is quiet, with dozens of candles lit.

The old host looks to be 80 or [-] years old, with white beard and hair, and a kind face.

He checked Wei Zi's injury, mixed the ointment for her himself, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, the injury is not serious. Apply this ointment to her face every morning and evening, and it will be completely cured in seven or eight days."

Wei Zi quickly thanked him, and then said respectfully: "Master, my younger brother is also burnt, do you think this ointment can be used for him?"

The old host looked at Xiao Fengxian.

Not far away, the boy was curiously playing with the wooden fish on the incense table.

The dancing candlelight reflected on his face, the young man was handsome, his outline was still a little immature, and his long and narrow fox eyes revealed a hostility that did not match his age.

The old host said quietly: "Although the burns can be cured, but he has another disease. If he is not treated in time, he may soon become terminally ill and die."

Wei Zi was stunned.

Xiao Fengxian was alive and kicking, what could be wrong?

She hesitated: "Master, you didn't even take his pulse, how did you know he was sick?"

"Of course it was calculated by pinching fingers."

Wei Zi was amazed.

Even diseases can be figured out by pinching fingers, the practice of this old abbot is really unpredictable!
She was concerned: "I don't know what disease he has?"

(End of this chapter)