Ji Qingxue thinks about it and decides to be a living horse doctor. Anyway, their lives are hanging on the line. It's better to gamble. At least there will be a glimmer of vitality.
There are three porcelain vases on the table. Ji Qingxue Muses and doesn't know which one to use first.
Qu jiuque suddenly said, "I think red is very good. It's a festive color. And apricot moon likes red best."
Ji Qingxue glanced at him: "really?"
Qu jiuque nodded heavily. Ji Qingxue couldn't help smiling bitterly. Unexpectedly, he would have today.
If we can't save them, the ghost doctor sign will be smashed.
Ji Qingxue absorbed himself and finally made a final decision: "that's it."
One out of three, so far there is only one fight.
Ji Qingxue poured out a pill from the porcelain bottle and fed it directly to the abbot.
Then she and Qu jiuque stared at the abbot very nervously, even a slight change.
"Cough, cough..."
Soon the abbot woke up. Ji Qingxue and Qu jiuque looked at each other and saw each other's very sober appearance from each other's eyes.
Shit, they bet right!
Ji Qingxue was greatly relieved, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "turn back and help me thank your family."
Qu jiuque scratched his head and said with some embarrassment, "she has always brought me a lot of luck."
Ji Qingxue rolled her eyes. OK, OK, I know you two love each other very much.
"Water, I want to drink water!" whispered the abbot.
Qu jiuque immediately responded: "OK, abbot, wait a minute, I'll pour you water right away."
Qu jiuque immediately ran to the table, poured him a glass of water, and then carefully fed him to drink: "abbot, drink slowly!"
After drinking three glasses of water in a row, the abbot began to speak: "you, who are you?"
Qu jiuque hurriedly introduced herself: "abbot, my younger generation's surname is Qu jiuque. This is Ji Qingxue, my younger generation's sister-in-law. She saved the abbot just now."
When the door was pushed open, Nangong Yan said: "Qu jiuque, don't be shameless. You and I are the same age. Even the month doesn't differ much. Who do you call your sister-in-law and take advantage of?"
Qu jiuque had a stem in his neck and said confidently, "is it good to be a freshman? What's wrong with me calling her sister-in-law!"
Ji Qingxue wanted to laugh at the way they had been bickering, like an enemy.
"Ah Yan, why did you come in!"
A trace of worry flashed in Nangong Yan's eyes: "there was no movement inside. I was worried about you, so I broke in."
When the little monk saw that the abbot woke up, he jumped at him with excitement and shouted, "sobbing, abbot, you finally woke up!"
The abbot lovingly stroked his little bald head: "huijue, don't cry, isn't I good?"
Ji Qingxue quietly leaned against Nangong Yan's ear and said, "we were right just now."
Nangong Yan smiled and praised: "well, I knew ah Xue would be able."
Ji Qingxue pouted. She couldn't afford the compliment: "if I didn't choose, I didn't hurt others."
Nangong Yan said quickly, "that means that the old monk's fate should be like this, and at least it helped us eliminate a wrong answer."
As the saying goes, the king of hell wants you to die in the third watch. Who dares to keep you until the fifth watch.
In the past, Nangong Yan didn't believe in life, but with Ji Qingxue and his son, he gradually began to believe.
I believe in the fate between him and Ji Qingxue, and believe that everything between them is doomed.
What he said seemed quite reasonable. Ji Qingxue unconsciously smiled. No matter what was good or bad, he could always find a reason to comfort himself.
The little monk Hui Jue was still crying. The abbot kept comforting him, "Hui Jue has grown up now. Why is he still like a little crying bag."
"Sobbing, that Hui doesn't feel it and doesn't cry." the little monk sobbed and said that he was very cute.
When his mood was a little more stable, the abbot asked him, "where are your senior brothers?" this was what he was most worried about at present.
The little monk still had two tears on his face. He whispered, "the senior brothers of Dharma hall have fainted. Senior brother Huiyuan has found other senior brothers in the yard to carry them back."
Guilt appeared on the Abbot's face full of vicissitudes: "it's all my fault. If I hadn't insisted on taking that person in, the temple wouldn't have been so difficult."
Ji Qingxue said, "the abbot is wrong. This is just a disaster given by the Buddha. Since it is a disaster, there is a time to succeed."
The abbot was stunned, and then smiled with relief: "the female benefactor is right. Since it is a robbery, someone who can resolve the robbery must appear."
Ji Qingxue has 10000 reasons in her heart at the moment. Why does each of them know that she is a woman disguised as a man?
Ji Qingxue turned to look at Nangong Yan and said dejectedly, "ah Yan, is my disguise a special failure today?"
Nangong Yan was angry and funny. The situation was too urgent just now, so he didn't ask. At this time, he suddenly settled accounts with her: "didn't I tell you to wait for me at home when I left? Why did you suddenly come here?"
Ji Qingxue tooted his mouth, "I'm bored at home. I haven't been to the temple. Besides, I haven't made trouble for you. I saved you and the abbot!"
Hum, if they hadn't come in time, they don't know what would happen now.
"Yes, ah Xue is the most powerful." Nangong Yan stretched out his hand to tear off the beard on her face, "what's stuck on her face?"
Ji Qingxue covered her mouth and said, "be gentle. It hurts. I just think it's masculine after pasting a beard."
Nangong Yan lost his smile. Where did the little wild cat get so many crooked reasons.
The abbot suddenly said, "just now, the female benefactor saved me?"
Ji Qingxue nodded. The abbot folded his hands and said, "I have a feeling of unkindness. Can you ask the female benefactor to help again and save other children?"
Ji Qingxue quickly folded his hands and saluted: "don't worry, abbot, I will try my best to treat them."
"Everyone in the temple is very grateful to the female benefactor."
The Abbot's sight suddenly fell on Qu jiuque, who couldn't help shaking all over.
The old monk's eyes are too sharp.
"The benefactor calls himself Qu?"
Qu jiuque said, "yes, my younger generation's name is Qu jiuque."
The Abbot's eyes were sharp in an instant: "so what's the relationship between the thief who designed to poison and murder the whole temple and you?"
"This..." Qu jiuque suddenly had a feeling that if he said Qu Rubei was his brother, he must be beaten out by the monks in the temple.
Qu jiuque secretly grinds his teeth. This song, such as a wine cup, not only causes trouble everywhere, but also leaves the mess to himself.
He really belongs to cucumber. He doesn't shoot!