The young Taoist had already thought of a lot of words to deal with the problem of "who" of the straw sandals boy. It was unexpected that the gate of the courtyard opened quickly, and it was obvious that the boy in the alley skipped the link directly.

Nipin Lane is one of the narrowest and narrow alleys in the town. The Taoist's two-wheeled wooden cart cannot be placed outside to block the road. Fortunately, Chen Ping'an looked thin and had little strength. In fact, he had a lot of strength. He helped the young Taoist to put the heavy cart into the yard together, which was not much trouble. From beginning to end, the boy didn't say anything, which made the young Taoist a little embarrassed after closing the door. It was like a shameless person going to come to the door to borrow money. The owner was very good at tea, wine and meat. If the guests had some conscience left, it would become more and more difficult to talk about.

The young Taoist thought that he was embarrassed, so he would rather have a happy time. He lifted a cotton mattress covering the cart, revealing a girl in black curled up, with a crooked but not falling hat still stubbornly covering her master's face. For some reason, when he lifted the thin bedding, a bloody smell suddenly came to his face. Chen Ping'an only then discovered that her black clothes were covered with blood vaguely seeping out. Chen Ping'an did not expect that a small bedding could completely cover up the strong smell. The boy just took a few steps back and asked, "Master Taoist, what are you going to do?"

The young Taoist said, "Save people! She was seriously injured and no one in the town was willing to save her. No wonder they swept the snow in front of the door, so I thought about it and thought that you might be an exception."

Chen Ping'an hit the nail on the head with a word and asked, "How did she get hurt?"

The Taoist's face was not blushing, and said, "When I was pushing the cart by the archway building, I saw this young woman from another country, and actually said that she was going to spell the plaque of the 'Qi Chong Bullfighting'. She brought the plaque, brush, etc., and then climbed up. As for the plaque, how to say it, it was such a copying activity. It was basically a scholar who was full and was full. I couldn't understand it for a while. Anyway, after the little girl climbed up, she bent down on the beam, which made me frightened and stopped and reminded her from time to time. She reminded her to be careful. However, she was still too immersed in the end. Suddenly, she fell to the ground with a bang. You also know, where the archway was on

The ground is not as hard as your Nipu Lane, which is almost as hard as the bluestone slab on Fulu Street. It's good now. The fall is probably hurting all my internal organs. I am a monk and I must be compassionate and can't ignore it. I've been on the way, and every household dislikes her blood. Not long after the New Year, it's too unlucky and I'm not willing to carry her into the house. I also know that this is human nature, so there is no way to find you. To put it bluntly, if you don't even want to take her in, I'm not a god who can pull people from the gates of hell. I can only wait for the girl to take her last breath, and then try my best to find a place, dig a hole, erect a monument, and take it as a matter.

The Taoist deliberately spoke very fast and his pronunciation was not clear. He obviously wanted to make the boy confused and get confused first. He would first get through the test. Everything was difficult at the beginning. As long as you start, you could take one step after another. There was always a way out, and there would always be a bright future.

Chen Ping'an's eyes were complicated. He glanced at the young Taoist with a look of hope, then glanced at the dead girl in black. After a war between heaven and man, he nodded and said, "How to save?"

The young Taoist suddenly became full of spirit, "Okay! With you, Chen Ping'an's words, even if it is halfway, don't look at her injuries, it feels like the King of Hell has ticked off her name on the Book of Life and Death. In fact, it is not as exaggerated as you think... Of course, what I said just now is true, and it involves all kinds of mystery, such as this girl's desire to survive is extremely strong, and there are also some family-born ways that can protect her vital heart and elixir room, etc. In addition, our town is a very interesting place, with many strange things, and it is very beneficial to eat or catch them."

The young Taoist came to his senses and realized that he had leaked a lot of secrets. He laughed dryly: "You can't understand anyway, right?"

The boy said seriously: "I don't understand, but I remember most of them."

The young Taoist asked tentatively: "So when you hear the knocking sound in the room, you know that it is the fortune teller who sets up a stall?"

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes."

The young Taoist asked curiously again: "Do you have a good memory? How good is it?"

The boy glanced at the dying girl in black, and the young Taoist explained with a smile: "She is in a more mysterious state now and cannot move her body at will. It is best to wait for a moment."

Chen Ping'an was skeptical, "It's easier for me to remember when I see things than to listen to others."

The young Taoist asked, "Give me an example?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "For example, the kiln head of our dragon kiln, Master Yao, his 'jump-knife' technique is the most powerful among all the masters in the town. I actually remember all the details after reading it, but..."

The young Taoist smiled and took over the topic, "But your hands and feet can never keep up, right?"

Chen Ping'an's eyes lit up and he nodded vigorously.

The young Taoist smiled knowingly, "Have you ever thought about what is really powerful in Old Man Yao's unique skill?"

Chen Ping'an's face was dark, "I couldn't figure it out before. Later, Liu Xianyang told me that Old Man Yao said that if you want to do the best in the craft of "Bit-Knife", you must be steady in your heart, not just steady in your hands. After hearing these words, I understood a little. I was too anxious before. The more anxious I was, the more confused my hands, the more complicated I was, the more likely I made mistakes. When I made a mistake, I could see clearly and know where I didn't do it like Old Man Yao, and I became even more anxious in the future. So I always had the worst pulling of the billet in the dragon kiln."

The young Taoist said calmly: "There is an old saying that it is an individual to lead the master to practice, but he is a master and he has no idea how to lead you into the door. How can you practice?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I am stupid. If I don't say I am compared to Liu Xianyang, I can't compare to even an ordinary apprentice. It's not surprising that Old Man Yao doesn't like me."

The young Taoist priest suddenly smiled and said, "Chen Ping'an, do you know how difficult it is to understand the word "stable mind"? It is difficult to figure it out. You should not underestimate yourself."

Chen Ping'an still shook his head and said, "Just like catching fish in a stream, I stood at a place where the water was less than my knees, and bent down to catch the fish. Some people have good water properties, and they pierced them in a big deep pit, holding their breath for a long time and catching the fish, which was also catching. They also caught fish, Taoist priest, but these two are different, right?"

The young Taoist laughed, and said suddenly, "We can save people."

Chen Ping'an was stunned, and the young Taoist was stunned, "Why are you in a daze? Carry that girl to the bed in the house!"

Chen Ping'an didn't move at all, "What?"

The Taoist said naturally: "Of course, I will first help the girl change into a clean dress, and then go to the medicine shop to grab a few medicinal materials to replenish qi and nourish the essence. At that time, I will need to come out in person and show my skills."

Chen Ping'an asked with a dark face: "Will I be beaten to death by her when the girl wakes up?"

The young Taoist insisted on the railway line: "No! You are her savior, how could there be such an ungrateful person in the world?!"

Chen Ping'an remained silent.

The Taoist coughed and his momentum dropped sharply, "Probably not?"

Chen Ping'an sighed and asked tentatively: "There is a girl named Zhigui in the next door. Let her do these things?"

The young Taoist said helplessly: "No, the crux of the problem is here."

Chen Ping'an didn't insist, squatted on the ground, scratching his head with both hands.

The young Taoist suddenly asked, "Do you want to ask? If you ask, I may not be able to solve all the questions, but try to choose some that can be answered. How about it?"

Chen Ping'an sighed and stood up and said, "Save people first."

The young Taoist smiled and said, "Good!"

He quietly brushed his sleeves and suppressed a flying sword that was about to move tightly into the sheath.

Chen Ping'an carried the girl and walked into the house, gently placed her on the wooden bed with a quilt. The wooden bed that Liu Xianyang had previously sat on and collapsed. Not long after it was repaired, a bench was placed under the bed.

The young Taoist followed behind him and stepped into the threshold, looking around, his family was barely walled, but that's it.

The young Taoist slapped his head, went out to get paper and pen, and prepared to prescribe a prescription for the boy to get medicine.

After returning to the house, the young Taoist shook his head and deliberately did not go to the other side of the wooden bed. He thought to himself that this poor boy would be sure that he would not be able to eat.

It turned out that the boy sitting on the edge of the bed had taken off the girl in black and exposed her veil, revealing a pale face covered with blood.

The so-called bleeding from the seven orifices is probably the picture under the boy's nose.

The boy quickly got up, took a stool from the table and placed it beside the bed, and then ran to a corner of the wall. There was a small wooden rack there, neatly placed pots and pans. Next to the wooden rack, there was a small water tank covered with wooden boards to block mosquitoes and flies. The water tank was filled with well water from the iron lock well in Xinghua Lane. The boy took a wooden basin and a gourd ladle, squatted beside the water tank, spooned out clean water from the pottery jar and poured it into the wooden basin, then put a piece of clean cotton cloth on the edge of the basin, put it on the stool, and began to help the girl who took off the curtain to wipe the blood.

The young Taoist priest turned his head and raised a piece of paper in his hand, "There is a small medicine shop on the other side of Fulu Street. You can use this prescription to get the medicine."

The boy said in confusion: "Didn't the Taoist priest say it before?"

The young Taoist looked confused and blinked and said, "Yes, I mean, I told you to be careful when taking medicine and not be too high-profile and ostentatious, so as not to cause storms all over the city and ruin the reputation of the girl."

Chen Ping'an said oh, and asked while cleaning the cotton cloth: "Does Taoist priest have any money to get medicine?"

The young Taoist suddenly became nervous, "Don't you?"

Chen Ping'an placed the wooden basin on the table and gently pressed a golden copper coin that he took out from somewhere on the table, "Master Taoist, I'll take a regular copper coin with you. As for how to change the method, Master Taoist, you have the final say."

The young Taoist thought for a moment, "This copper coin on the table is enough to buy things on the prescription. I will go and withdraw money for you now."

Soon the Taoist took back a bag of ordinary copper coins and a few pieces of broken silver and handed them to Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an reminded: "I will pour this basin of water back. The Taoist priest doesn't need to help. Song Jixin, who lives next door, prefers new things. It's not good to let him see it."

The young Taoist said solemnly: "Chen Ping'an, don't you want to ask?"

Chen Ping'an stood there, roughly weighed the copper coins and broken silver, and after knowing it, he put it away carefully, and gestured to speak with his eyes. After the two walked out of the threshold, the young man in straw sandals raised his head and said slowly: "I know you are not ordinary people. Old Man Yao said it was drunk very early that our town is unusual, everywhere, everyone is strange, but wherever there is strange, Old Man Yao can't say anything, of course I don't understand. This time Gu Can said that storyteller, an ordinary big white bowl, can pour out a large jar of water. Although Gu Can is quite annoying, I know that he did not lie about this matter. Just like..."

The boy paused and continued, "Just like there is a tall woman today. In this alley outside the door, she flicked my forehead with her fingers and patted my heart with her palm. Finally, she said I'm going to die soon, and I know what she said is true."

The young Taoist priest looked heavy.

Chen Ping'an finally said, "The Taoist priest said that the talisman paper you wrote will bring good luck to my parents after it is burned. I actually believe in the Taoist priest. So the Taoist priest came to the door and asked me to save people. I didn't say anything just now, but I hope the Taoist priest will agree to me. If he agrees, no matter what the Taoist priest wants me to do next, there will be no problem. If the Taoist priest does not agree, I will catch the prescription and help the Taoist priest decoct the medicine after the medicine is finished, and I will drive the person away."

The Taoist asked, "What conditions are you going to tell me."

The boy who gave people the impression that he had always been very stable and experienced was a little nervous and replied: "My parents died early. I was very young at that time. For some reason, I remember many things when I was a child. They were always vague and could not remember them seriously. Later, I had a long time of food, and survived by neighbors. Once I heard someone say that I was born on the fifth day of the fifth month. Judging from their tone, it should not be a good day. There is someone next door who said it more directly and frankly..."

The boy kept going around and stopped, finally heading straight to the point, lowered his head, and said in a dull tone, "After helping the Taoist priest save people, if, I mean, if, if, if I suddenly die one day, can the Taoist priest help me reincarnate in the next life and become my parents' child?"

The young Taoist remained silent.

Chen Ping'an grinned and scratched his head, "If you can't do it, forget it. Indeed, there is no such thing in the world. I'm for it."

The Taoist smiled bitterly and said, "What should I do if that girl?"

Chen Ping'an suddenly turned around, turned his back to the Taoist, raised his fist and waved it, and joked for the first time: "She is so handsome, she is a fool if she doesn't save her!"

The young Taoist looked at the young man who pretended to be relaxed and left with a straw sandal.

The boy walking in the Nibo Lane seemed to remember someone and suddenly burst into tears.
Chapter completed!