Jinghong Tower

Chapter 232 Shimen Temple opens

Shimen Temple is the only temple located in the city in Baoding Prefecture.

Today is not the first day of the lunar month, nor is it the fifteenth day of the lunar month. There are only two side doors open at the mountain gate.

Before the two sisters walked up the stone steps, they saw a huge sign with the four characters "Iron Plate Divine Calculation" written on it.

The two of them thought they had gone to the wrong place. If it was normal, they would definitely confirm before going up, but today they were determined to give up, so they didn't have too many scruples. They walked up the stone steps facing the sign, and then they saw it. Look, there is a person behind the iron plate fortune teller sign. The man is slovenly. He is wearing a dirty Taoist robe. His oily hair is tied into a bun with peach branches. It is messy. Birds did not build nests on it, maybe because of the oil. Too slippery to stand firmly.

With this look and the big sign on his face, this person is obviously a fortune teller.

The fortune teller was talking to a teacher's wife. She was still young, with emotions and anger on her face, and disgust in her eyes. She looked like she wanted that person to leave quickly, but the fortune teller refused to leave, with a playful smile. He even dug at the doorframe with his hands, ready to roll around at any time.

The young master was helplessly entangled by him. When he was helpless, he caught sight of the two sisters.

Seeing that the two people had bruises and swollen faces, the young master hurriedly said: "Two donors, are you in trouble?"

The two sisters didn't know what to say for a moment. They couldn't say that we came to hang ourselves here.

They are all young girls who have not been involved in the matter deeply, and anyone with a discerning eye can see the embarrassment and embarrassment in their eyes at a glance.

The fortune teller clicked his tongue twice and said to the young teacher: "The injuries on their faces look like they are injured. What else do you ask? By the way, don't blame me for not reminding you. You can go and ask here." Among the lay people staying here, are there any female lay people who know some medical skills? If so, take them there. Although they are lay people, they are lay people after all. It is always more convenient for lay people to deal with lay people than monks like you."

The young master is almost bored to death with this fortune teller. He looks like an old liar no matter what.

However, there is still some truth to what this old liar said.

The two little girls looked hurt. They might have encountered something unspeakable. They have both been monks since they were young. They don't really understand some things. As the old liar said, it is more convenient for lay people than monks to deal with lay people. .

"It's a coincidence that we have a layman Du living here. She is good at medicine. The poor nun was a little unwell a few days ago. She used the prescription given by layman Du and it relieved her a lot."

Hearing the young master's wife talking about layman Du, a gleam flashed in the fortune teller's eyes, but unfortunately the young master's wife did not pay attention.

The two sisters looked confused. They came to hang themselves, why did they turn into seeing a doctor?

"The appearance of the two girls from Pindao Temple is that they are both very lucky people. They had a rough time when they were young, and their brothers and relatives were unable to support themselves. It would be better for them to start their own family and go abroad, and have noble people to help them."

The two sisters were both startled. They were indeed brothers with no power, but they were still lucky and had noble people to help them?
The younger sister couldn't help but want to ask a few more questions, but the fortune teller waved his hand at them: "Go ahead, go ahead, cross this hurdle, your luck will be behind you."

The young master frowned. This old liar probably wanted to set up a stall here to tell fortunes.

She quickly said to the two sisters: "Two donors, please follow the nun in."

The two sisters were a little at a loss. They looked at their master, then at the fortune teller, only to see that the fortune teller had already picked up the big iron sign with the fortune teller again and staggered down the stone steps.

The young master urged again, so the two sisters had no choice but to follow her into the temple.

Soon, they met the layman Du who knew medical skills. Du Jushi is already a bit old, but he still has a good-looking face. When he smiles, there are deep lines at the corners of his eyes, but he looks more and more kind.

She pulled her sister's wrist, and her sister subconsciously wanted to pull it back, but she didn't pull. This Du Jushi looked weak, but he was very strong.

Master Du checked the pulse and already knew what was going on. My sister's face turned red with embarrassment, her head hung low, and tears fell on her shoes.

Master Du also checked his sister's pulse, and she couldn't help sobbing.

Master Du patted their hands and said softly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I will prescribe a prescription for you first. You drink the medicine first and nurse yourself back to health for two days. We will talk about the rest later."

Hearing this, the two sisters hurriedly said: "We don't need to take medicine, please don't waste medicine, we are not worth it."

Du Jushi sighed: "I know what you think and what you want to do, because I have had the same experience as you, but I was only eight years old at the time."

The two sisters looked at her in surprise, almost unable to believe their ears.

This well-maintained lady with a happy face had actually had the same experience as them. Moreover, she was only eight years old at the time. Eight years old!
"How is that possible? You, you don't look like that"

Du Jushi took their hands again and said: "My father left early, and my mother took me to remarry. When I was eight years old, my mother personally gave me to her brother-in-law from the family she remarried to, just to prepare for the separation. I bled so much that there were two more rooms. They thought I was dead, so they wrapped me in a straw mat and threw me in a mass grave.

I was lucky, and when the cold wind blew, I woke up and crawled to the roadside. Then I met the boss, who saved me. She took me into Jinghong Building and let the nuns in the building take care of me. Me, I grew up in Jinghong Tower and later took over Jinghong Tower. "

Hearing the words "Jinghong Tower", the sisters suddenly returned from the story to reality.

Although they rarely go out, they still know about Jinghong Tower, because the brothers at home often show off that they met some famous person or scholar in Jinghong Tower.

Similarly, they also heard the news that Jinghong Tower was burned down.

"You are." They looked at Du Jushi subconsciously.

Du Jushi smiled: "My name is Du Hui. I used to be the chief shopkeeper of Jinghong Tower, but I have retired. The current chief shopkeeper is my apprentice Wen Qiu."

The two sisters had never heard of Du Hui or Wen Qiu, but they knew about Jinghong Tower.

So this Du Jushi is not a liar, nor did he make up nonsense stories to comfort them. Yes, who would force such embarrassing past events onto him.

My sister burst into tears: "Grandma Du, can my sister and I survive? Can we?"

She was only thirteen years old, and her sister was only fifteen. Their lives had just begun. If possible, neither of them wanted to die.

"Good boy, where are you now? When you reach my age and have experienced a lot, looking back, this is just a small dangerous shoal that you passed by after sailing thousands of miles. You may have been injured and endured hardships, but How many people can really have smooth sailing? Most people, just like you, just like me, have gone from stumbling to getting more and more stable. But some people can't bear to leave early, while some people ride the wind and waves. , persisted all the way to the end.”

It was a bit cold in the dormitory, but Du Hui's voice was like a warm current in the cold, gurgling out and nourishing the cold hearts of the two sisters. (End of chapter)

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