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Chapter 1862 Come with me to add more updates to the monthly pass

"So that's what happened." Guo Dacheng suddenly realized, and immediately became a little embarrassed, "But... can I say this? Brother Zhou Ming's injuries are very serious, even if he invites Ghost Doctor Xue, he may not be able to do it." Heal it, in case... I mean, in case Brother Zhou Ming has something wrong, Dao Qingfeng leads him... then I'm just lying to him?"

"Amitabha... the monks don't tell lies. Let Master Guo talk about this matter. If you can teach an apprentice like Master Wu, Taoist Master Qingfeng must be a kind-hearted person. Even if you lie to him, he will not I blame you." Master Huikong proclaimed the Buddha's name and said in a deep voice.

"Okay then... I'll try to be as tactful as possible so as not to scare Daoist Qingfeng." Guo Dacheng thought over and over again, and finally agreed, but then he seemed to remember something and asked, "But, Daoist Qingfeng When can I wake up?"

"Follow me, you boy..." Master Liao Fan glanced at Guo Dacheng, and then walked towards another room.

The decoration in this room is very simple, there are two wooden beds, very close to each other, Zhou Ming is lying on one, and Qingfeng Daochang is lying on the other. There are also two futons for meditation, and a small table with tea sets next to it, and nothing else.

As soon as you walk into this room, you can smell a strong herbal smell.

Guo Dacheng has not come to this room once or twice. Every time he sees those two futons, he feels puzzled. There are only these two beds inside and outside the room, and Daoist Qingfeng and Zhou Ming slept on them. Where did Master Liaofan rest?Could it be that the old man doesn't sleep and can't meditate every day?
Before Guo Dacheng could figure it out, Master Liao Fan went straight to Daoist Qingfeng, called the little monk with Zen heart, and helped Taoist Qingfeng sit up carefully.

"Zen Xin, after a while Master Uncle will open up the veins of this old way, and you will send him true energy, and we two will wake up this old way together." Master Liao Fan said to the little monk Zen Heart.

"Okay, Master Uncle." The little Zen monk said, and gently raised the hands of Taoist Master Qingfeng.

Master Liaofan sat behind Daoist Qingfeng, made a few special handprints with a solemn expression, and tapped them on several large points on Daoist Qingfeng's back.

Over there, the little monk with a Zen heart stretched out his hand and patted Taoist Master Qingfeng's chest, and saw that Taoist Master Qingfeng's body trembled, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, and the Taoist robes all over his body seemed to be poured into the chest. The wind blew up slightly.

Afterwards, the little Zen monk held the two palms of Daoist Qingfeng and began to send his true energy into his body, while Master Liaofan kept patting several large points on Daoist Qingfeng's back.

After about half a stick of incense, Daoist Qingfeng coughed weakly for a while, and then spit out a mouthful of black blood accumulated in his chest, and finally opened his eyes slowly.

When he first opened his eyes, Daoist Qingfeng's eyes were blurred, as if everything was seen hazy through a thick layer of fog, except for a few erratic figures in front of him.

At this time, Guo Dacheng had already poured warm water for the night, handed it to the little Zen monk, and fed it to Master Qingfeng little by little~.

(End of this chapter)