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Chapter 323: Conflict of Thoughts

There are countless strange people in the world, and Liu Yizhen is a strange man from the folk.

He used traditional Chinese medicine and silver needle technique to perfection. If it weren't for his blindness, then this person would probably be a strange doctor.

One hour after he entered the ward, the laughter came from the ward was Zhang Yi's joyful laughter, and the Lu family rushed in.

Lu Xiaoyun did not wake up, but...but... her EEG fluctuated. Liu Yiting only used one needle to survive the blood in Lu Xiaoyun's brain.

That's right, a brain-dead person actually had brain waves.

This is a miracle on humanity.

Of course, whether Lu Xiaoyun can wake up and when she wakes up also requires subsequent treatment. Liu Yi's injection only activates the oxygen supply to Lu Xiaoyun's brain, causing blood to move, and the formation of an electroencephalopathy.

"I can't do anything about it next. Her injury is too severe and requires drug intervention. Neurological experts consult. Xiao Zhang, you must also be mentally prepared!" Liu Yizhen patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder, because he and Zhang Yi knew that living Xiao Lu's blood could only maintain his vital signs. Whether he could wake up is still unknown.

But if there are vital signs, there is greater hope.

The entire hospital began to get busy. The Lu family entrusted their connections and found someone to hire experts from the authority of brains. After Zhang Yi sent Liu Yizhen away, he went to Taiyuan overnight and then took a bus from Taiyuan to Wutai Mountain.

At two o'clock in the second half of the night, Zhang Yi and Zhang Shang were picked up by local friends in Taiyuan by car. The local friends were very enthusiastic and wanted to take them to rest and have dinner, but Zhang Shang politely refused. Then the two of them only had a car, and Zhang Yi drove them to Wutai Mountain.

At exactly 8:00 am on January 3, the so-called Lingyun Temple arrived.

In fact, there are many temples on Mount Wutai, and Lingyun Temple is just one of them. It is not even very famous. It is a very ordinary Buddhist place.

Zhang Shang seemed to come here often, so he took Zhang Yi into Lingyun Temple with familiarity and was then received by the abbot of the temple.

"Mr. Zhang, your magical calculating skills have improved again!" In the reception room of the side hall next to the Main Hall, the old abbot and Zhang Shang politely made up.

The monks in the temples are not as simple as before, nor as hard as before. The word "monk" has even become a profession for a time, and only those with high salaries and high knowledge can become monks.

The old abbot is not old, in his fifties, not tall, wearing a very ordinary blue robe, and smiling when talking.

"The master is really here?" Zhang Shang said excitedly.

The abbot smiled and said, "I came back three days ago. The master said that there were distinguished guests coming these two days, and then you came. The master is in the Dharma Hall."

"Haha, I didn't expect to meet again. This is not my divine calculation, but the master's divine calculation. But I have something to do to find the master, so take me to see him."

"Okay, donor Zhang, you'll wait here first." The abbot clasped his hands at Zhang Yi.

Zhang Shang patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder, because he explained to Zhang Yi on the way that Master Zhikong never saw any guests, and no guests were seen, so he had to go to see him first, and then make a request to let Zhang Yi meet him.

Zhang Yi expressed his understanding, and then sat alone in the reception room of the side hall drinking tea.

The abbot led Zhang Shang all the way through the Main Hall, then through the Talin, and finally arrived at the Dharma Hall, which is also the place where the practice is practiced.

The Bodhidharma Temple is a separate courtyard. A long time ago, there were monks practicing Zen in Lingyun Temple. However, with the changes over the years, there were no monks practicing Zen in the Bodhidharma Temple. This hall was given to Master Zhikong alone. When the master was traveling around, there were only a few young monks in the hall to clean it, and the master lived here when he came back.

The abbot took Zhang Shang into the yard, and the yard was extremely quiet, covered with thin snow. Yes, there were little snowflakes floating in the sky now, so the yard had not had time to sweep.

When the two entered the courtyard and then came outside the main hall, the abbot and Zhang Shang stopped, and the abbot smiled and said, "Uncle Master, Mr. Zhang is here."

"Zhang Shang?" A voice came from the main hall, looking very loud.

"Senior, it's me." Zhang Shang bowed to the main hall and said.

"It shouldn't be you..." The monk Zhikong inside was puzzled, and then asked, "Duyi, is Zhang Shang the only one who visited me today?"

"No, Mr. Zhang also brought a friend." Du Yi said inexplicably.

"That's it. You two should go out and ask the other person to come over, and no one else comes in!" Zhikong inside suddenly said.

"Ah..." The abbot and Zhang Shang were confused all of a sudden. The abbot thought that the distinguished guest was Zhang Shang, and Zhang Shang also thought that he was Zhikong's distinguished guest.

But when he heard Zhikong's words, Zhang Shang was not a distinguished guest? He could only be a guest, and he couldn't afford the word "expensive", and even Zhikong didn't even meet him!

"Okay, senior, I did bring the distinguished guest here." Zhang Shang was also free and easy, smiled faintly and turned around and left.

The abbot was confused, and the friend Zhang Shang brought was actually a distinguished guest? What is the situation?

Zhikong is not able to find out his specific age. The abbot only knows to call him uncle, but Zhikong is not the monk who is placed in Lingyun Temple. The abbot does not know where Zhikong comes from and where he comes from, because even the abbot's master does not know.

However, Zhikong is very damn and has a very large aura. It can be said that this great monk has cultivated all his skills.

When Zhang Yi, who was sitting in the side hall drinking tea, saw Zhang Shang and the abbot coming back in less than ten minutes, he thought it was done, so he stood up in joy.

"Okay, hurry up and go to the back. What kind of distinguished guest I am. The master knew you were coming and pointed at you. I didn't even see him. Go and see him quickly. Pay attention to what I told you before." Zhang Shang winked at Zhang Yi.

On the way, Zhang Shang told Zhang Yi a lot of Buddhist taboos and so on, and also talked about some of the situations of Zhikong, and he knew about these situations.

Zhang Yi was puzzled. Zhikong was pointing at him. What was going on?

He walked through the Main Hall in a daze and entered the yard with the abbot.

"Duyi, you go out and close the door." As soon as the two entered the yard, Zhikong inside asked the abbot to go out directly.

"Yes, Master Uncle." The abbot is actually curious. Although he is a monk, he is also a normal person. He also has a heart, and if he is a heart, he will be curious.

But Zhikong was the uncle of the master, so he didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only exit the door and close it.

Zhang Yi stood at the door and paused for a few seconds, then walked towards the main hall, standing until the snow footprints where Zhang Shang and the abbot were standing just now, and bowed to it, saying, "Zhang Yi has seen Master Zhikong!"

"Oh, your name is Zhang Yi." A faint voice came from Zhikong inside, as if it was not as loud as before. However, at this moment, a fluctuation of thought suddenly enveloped him.

Zhang Yi was shocked and had no time to think about it, because if he was covered by other people's thoughts, it would be very dangerous, and it would be like being locked by others. So his thoughts were suddenly released, and the two thoughts collided in front of him.

A ripples seemed to be coming from the air, and a "buzzing" sound was made, and then it dissipated at the same time.

"Huh?" A light eh finally came from inside, and then it seemed that Zhikong let out a long sigh.

"You... come in." Zhikong said lightly.
Chapter completed!
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