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Moments later, Pei Wende stood in silence with Hui. At that time, he shot his eyes from time to time and finally learned what had happened to Li Yanran from the mouth of Zen Master Lingyou.
"No wonder she looks so ugly."
Pei Wende suddenly nodded his head. At this moment, he remembered that his face was as white as paper when he first met Li Yanran.
"It turned out that she was infected and possessed by evil spirits."
Think about it. Three months ago, the whole village in Zhangjiacun was seriously ill just because it was infected by the evil spirits of mandrill.
If it weren’t for Pei Wende’s pure yang blood and Tibetan scriptures to exorcise evil spirits for them, I’m afraid they would be more than just a serious illness
Adult strong men may be able to carry it with their own blood gas, but the children and women in the village are definitely unable to carry it.
Rao is so, the evil spirits of mandrill still remain in Zhangjiacun, and there is definitely no way to disperse them in a short time.
You can imagine how much pressure Li Yanran was under when he was infected with more evil spirits.
"But what was that tiger roar just now?"
Speaking of this, Pei Wende suddenly remembered that it was just like the roar of a mountain king.
"Isn’t Shan Jun dead yet?"
Although Pei Wende didn’t witness the death of Shanjun personally, judging from all the existing signs in Mulian Temple, the giant tiger with white forehead is dead and can’t die any more.
At that time, the monk Hui Ji Yuan De of Tongmulian Temple was able to prove that he didn’t look at his mistakes.
"There is no doubt that Shan Jun is dead."
Talking is not a Zen master, but a wise silence without interrupting all the time.
"but this doesn’t mean that all the things that symbolize the mountain king have disappeared."
Shan Jun is a monster who has been practicing as a king in the mountains for many years …
Hui Ji never recognized that its influence would disappear immediately after its death, just as he would not be naive. It was a coincidence that Li Yanran was possessed by something congenial.
"Shan Jun left his Dan to his’ daughter’"
Hui Ji was a whole hall suddenly fell silent.
Pei Wende was surprised, while Zen master Lingyou had expected to say nothing and quietly waited for Hui Ji’s further explanation.
"Wait, before that, you asked me to escort Li Yanran home with you because of Shan Jundan?"
Suddenly stare big eyes Pei Wende realized that the reason why Hui Ji escorted Li Yanran home was not as simple as he said.
"You found Dan from that time!"
It’s an interrogative sentence, but Pei Wende adopted a positive tone here
"I was vaguely skeptical at the time, but I was not sure whether this guess was true."
Dan is a monster with successful practice, which is as important as Taoist elixir and Buddhist golden body.
The nature is not only private, but also almost impossible to be benefited by outsiders.
Therefore, Hui Ji couldn’t believe that Li Yanran, a mortal, could inherit Shanjun Dan without causing any negative impact on himself.
"That’s because the tiger washed away all the need in his Dan before he died …"
"There is only one purest vitality left in that Dan that can be accepted by the mortal body."
At this time, Zen master Lingyou spoke at the right time and learned a lot. He saw the mystery at a glance.
However, all the evil spirits in his own Dan were forcibly removed, leaving only the vitality that is most in line with Li Yanran’s physique. This process is not as easy as what Master Lingyou said.
Don’t tell me that just suffering in this process is different from forcibly gouging out your heart and then chopping it into pieces to make a food.
"Thanks to this purest vitality, this girl can persist until now."
This Rao is to see more worldly wisdom, and Jackson couldn’t help but throw an amazing look at Li Yanran again.
"I’m a little curious now who let this girl come to Tongqing Temple."
"If she comes a few days late, even if she has that pure vitality to support her, her body will collapse because she can’t bear the conflict between the two strands."
When I heard Zen master Lingyou say this, Pei Wende and Hui Ji looked at each other and looked at each other, and a name came to mind.
"Round German monk!"
"It’s the round virtue of Mulian Temple!"
Chapter 9 Gambling addiction to care for the elderly
In a blink of an eye, it was noon, and Li Yanran had been placed in Tongqing Temple.
Although Pei Wende was curious about the old monk’s coming to treat her, he did not stay at Tongqing Temple.
Pei Wende rushed to Xinkang Town as soon as possible before it was dark, and Xinkang Town Pharmacy bought some herbs for treating typhoid fever.
Thanks to the fact that since ancient times, Pei Wende has been practicing martial arts with Zen master Lingyou, monk Hui Ji, and at the same time, he has learned some knowledge about herbs and preparations that can be targeted to buy medicinal materials.
Otherwise, Pei Wende will have to queue up to see a doctor first.
Rao is so. When Pei Wende came out of the pharmacy, the sun was already setting, and it came to three or four o’clock in the afternoon.
According to Pei Wende’s foot journey, he will get back to Tongqing Temple before dusk when he has enough time.
"If you think about it, it seems that I haven’t had a mountain for a long time!"
Since the catering and daily life of Tongqing Temple was contracted by "noble people", Pei Wende has no excuse to run to the mountain at two ends in three days.
On the one hand, it is convenient for Pei Wende to practice, but on the other hand, it also makes Pei Wende feel long-lost
The habit of living for 17 years has been broken once, and Pei Wende’s addiction to spiritual practice has also produced a kind of subtle feeling that things are different.
Unconsciously, I have lived in this world for seventeen years, and now I have become a yogi as I wish.
In a trance, Pei Wende felt that his experience was so unreal as if he were dreaming.
"I don’t know what happened to Changfeng Gu? Should I also improve those design drawings I gave him? "
So thinking Pei Wende didn’t choose to go back to the mountain immediately, but turned and walked towards the Changfeng Gu blacksmith’s shop.
Just as Changfeng Gu had damaged his dogleg knife and compound bow before, he went to his place to supplement and upgrade his equipment this time.
After all, you can’t defend yourself without a hand weapon in Shan Ye all the year round.
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Xin kang Zhen gu Jia blacksmith shop
Since Changfeng Gu came back from the private school, the Gujia blacksmith shop has changed from the original manual mode of apprentices to the semi-streamlined production business mode.
This made the Gu family blacksmith’s shop set up a huge hope in a short time. Shili Township is already a relatively famous blacksmith’s shop.
After all, no one will hate iron with good quality and fast building speed.
Especially in this quaint era, quality and speed represent everything.
However, Changfeng Gu, the source of all this, is not satisfied with his current business
Because in this day and age, iron is not consumed
On the production tools: plough, rake, hoe, pickaxe and sickle.
Or a kitchen knife, spatula, planer and scissors.
Even small objects such as knockers, foam nails and door inserts belong to that kind of semi-permanent objects.
Unless it is really bad, people rarely change their iron tools frequently in this era.
In other words, the market near Xinkang Town is saturated. If Changfeng Gu strengthens the productivity and the demand remains unchanged, it will be a great place.