But it's not a day or two for my wife's health. Year after day, the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. In any case, she can only delay her life. It is impossible to have a radical cure. "

Hearing his words, the third lady was not much surprised, nodded, but showed a bit of relief, "years of suspicion is now implemented, my body can live one more day is a fluke."

During the years from Li Fu to the ancient temple, she had been speculating about why she had been in Li Fu for a long time. However, the doctor kept looking at it again and again, and the doctors in the city were afraid that they would go along with her.

Even if the second elder brother and the second sister-in-law can cover the sky with one hand, they can not cover the eyes and ears of the whole city. But all the doctors said that she was suffering from a long illness and her body was getting weaker, but there was no reason for her illness. She was suspicious, but she thought, but could not be confirmed. She just moved out for a few more days.

Mingyou takes advantage of the South sky is busy, then and Sanfu humanity, "the bamboo forest scenery is good, I go to see everywhere."

But he went to the ancient temple in front of him in silence and went all the way to find the empty yard. Last time, the new young monk was entangled in the empty and frolic. He sat empty in front of the Buddha statue and sat cross legged, with a smile on his face, but he read the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, without breaking a word.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the little monk thought it was the host. He sat down and stammered the Sutra.

"Empty, master!" When Mingyou opened his mouth, the little monk immediately turned his head and found that he didn't sleep. The host regained his happiness just now. He said to the empty, "it's not the master, it's the female Bodhisattva who came two times before."

Empty eyes open, get up, hands together, "female benefactor to see the white mother?"

Mingyou took out a few sweets from his sleeve and handed it to the little monk and said, "this is fructose. You can eat it."

Children probably like these, where can bear, so with the eyes full of expectation to see the empty. Empty way, "you take out to eat."

The little monk put his hands together and thanks her and ran away. "Thank you very much, female Bodhisattva."

When he left, he said, "what do you want from me, benefactor?" He brought her tea and sat on the low table outside the window. Mingyou sat down and nodded, "three aunts are poisoned."

He took a look at her and did not admit it or deny it. "Amitabha, whatever you think is sick. Everyone can't escape from life, old age and death. What kind of disease is there

"Since the master used his own blood to fight poison to save the three aunts, he had already known that the poison in the three aunts was not an ordinary disease." Mingyou observed his look, and they continued, "I have a friend who is the queen of poison. He has no other career, so he studies poison a little bit. It's clear that I secretly found that the master used his own blood to cook medicine for three aunts. I'm still strange. But later, this friend told me that hundreds of years ago, there was a kind of medicine refining people in the river and lake. They used poison and various kinds of precious herbs to practice the elixir of immortality. They always used half of their children to test the medicine. In earlier years, it was reported that most of these medicine makers were abandoned. They looked strange and looked like evil spirits. Some even couldn't walk any more. They were crawling like maggots Behavior. The people who did not know the matter thought they were deviant demons and burned a number of them alive with fire. "

Mingyou is not sure about this matter, so she deliberately said it to try to explore the sky. If a person has a painful past, the more painful and unforgettable, it will be more profound, and even more calm people will show their feet.

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