Longevity

After they all left, Mrs. Fan sat up.

Zhu Miaoying held her hand tightly, lest all this be in a dream.

Old Madam Fan smiled and patted the back of her hand and said with a smile, "Girl, I'm really fine."

"I want to invite the doctors to come and take a look." Zhu Miaoying said: "If it is not completely healed, then go to Shenjing."

"Well, that's fine." Mrs. Fan said with a smile: "My body, I know it, is indeed fine, but it's fine to take a look."

If Zhu Huai said this, she would have shoved it back.

But Zhu Miaoying said she accepted it.

At her age, she is more like a child's temper, just so capricious.

She has always had a doctor waiting on her side at any time. She is also a famous doctor in Changling City. She quickly diagnosed and treated her. Congratulations.

When Doctor Ye left, Zhu Miaoying pulled old lady Fan and cried with joy, but she didn't expect to be cured.

When she said this, her eyes couldn't help but get wet, and she felt the surging and warm feelings she felt last night again.

"Sister Zhu, why are you so late today?" Someone asked with a smile.

Since the ancestors have been cured and are all right, why is it so late?

Zhu Miaoying blushed embarrassedly.

"Is there anything else?" Qi Guangjie said nervously: "Has the condition recurred?"

These words caught everyone's eyes.

Talk too bluntly!

And looking at Zhu Miaoying's situation, how could it be repeated? It really is which pot is not opened and which pot is mentioned.

This is care and chaos.

Zhu Miaoying whispered, "I overslept."

Everyone was startled.

Qi Guangjie's eyes widened, looking at her puzzled.

Zhu Miaoying snorted at a glance: "I can't sleep well these days. Once I relaxed like this, I fell asleep completely. My grandmother didn't want to wake me up, so I let me sleep until now."

Everyone suddenly realized and expressed their understanding.

She has been in pain and sadness, so sad that she can't sleep. Once the ancestor was cured, after she relaxed, all the fatigue came up, and it was normal to sleep for a day and a night.

Thinking about it, you can see how tormented she was before.

If this matter is spread on my own, I think about the feeling if my parents suddenly become terminally ill and I can do nothing...

When they thought of this, their hearts sank, and they were inexplicably panicked and frightened.

"Sister Yang..." Zhu Miaoying stepped forward and held Yang Shuangting's hand, staring at her with big, round eyes: "If it wasn't you this time, grandmother she..."

Yang Shuangting smiled and said, "It is our luck that our ancestors are safe and sound."

Zhu Miaoying was grateful, surging in her chest, but she opened her mouth but didn't know what to say to pour it out.

Yang Shuangting said: "This is also because the ancestors are very lucky."

Qi Guangjie hurriedly said, "How is the friendship between Sister Yang and the monk Fakong?"

"One-sided relationship." Yang Shuangting said.

Qi Guangjie suddenly looked suspicious.

Everyone also looked suspicious.

No matter how merciful the monk Fakong is, it is impossible to give the bead just by one-sided relationship. Obviously, the bead does not depend on whether it is from Yixinzhai, or whether it is something he carries with him.

It has a Buddha mantra on it, and that is a treasure.

How can treasures be given lightly to others?

Yang Shuangting is introverted and light-hearted. She may not have a shallow friendship with Fakong, but she is just modest and doesn't want to provoke things.

If others know that she has a good relationship with the monk Fakong, and they ask her for anything, they can annoy her to death.

According to Yang Shuangting's temper, he couldn't bear this, so he kept his friendship with the monk Fakong shallow.

But no matter what she said shallowly or deeply, her friendship with the monk Fakong must be unusual, and it must be right to ask her if you are sick.

"I was skeptical about the supernatural powers and Buddhist mantras of the Fakong monk. I think everyone may be exaggerating a bit. Now, it's not an exaggeration at all."

"Xiao Jing, you are calm, everyone in the world is drunk and I wake up alone, and I don't even think about it, which one is stupid in this world?" Qi Guangjie laughed.

The crowd was overwhelmed with emotion.

This time, I personally experienced the power of the Fakong monk, and the experience is more profound, and I know that the reputation is well-deserved.

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Yang Shuangting sat in the carriage, listening to the sound of the jerky wheels rolling over the bluestone slabs, his eyes blurred and he fell into deep thought.

These people don't bring maids when they go out to play, this is a customary rule.

I enjoyed playing for a while tonight, but there is no lasting feast in the world, and it has to end in the end.

The men rode on horses and the women rode in carriages, each going home.

The carriage bypassed the east, west, north and south avenues of the city, and went back around a small path, both quiet and fast.

Yang Shuangting sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain, and stared at the bright moon in the night sky, his eyes blurred and out of focus, thinking of Fa Kong.

She was speculating about Fakong's actions.

Why did you give that string of beads?

There are too many possibilities, after all, I still don’t know enough about Fakong.

Fa Kong is calm and calm, not disturbed by the waves, as clear as lake water, and it seems that he can see through his inside and outside at a glance.

But if you look carefully, you will find that he is not the water in the lake, but the water in the abyss, and you can't see the end.

Even if he was in front of him, he couldn't see through.

There seem to be countless mysteries in him, mysterious and profound, giving people an endless desire to explore and want to understand them thoroughly.

Under such circumstances, it is really difficult to speculate why Fa Kong gave this string of beads, because there are countless possibilities.

She thought about it all the way, but still had no clue, suddenly her heart moved, and she said softly: "Old Sun, stop."

"Yu—!" The coachman Lao Sun hurriedly pulled the reins, shouted, and stopped the carriage.

Yang Shuangting took his clothes and got off the carriage, and waved his hand: "Old Sun, go back first."

"Yes, miss." Old Sun agreed.

"Jiajia" shouted twice, swung the whip, and the carriage slowly walked away.

Yang Shuangting looked up at the restaurant opposite, walked out of the path, came into the surging crowd, then stepped into the restaurant and came to the second floor.

Sitting next to a table by the window on the second floor, Fa Kong, with a purple-gold cassock and a bald head, was smiling at her as she climbed the stairs.

She curled closer and sat opposite Fkong.

When she stood up the stairs, the guests of the restaurant looked over in surprise.

Some stared straight at it, while others turned their eyes away reservedly.

But when she sat down in front of Fakong, everyone's eyes disappeared, as if she disappeared suddenly, and people couldn't see her anymore.

She has a high level of cultivation and is extremely sensitive, and she immediately felt the change in people's eyes. She already understood that this must be the magic skill of Fakong.

It's like the miracle of throwing yourself into the array at the beginning, which isolates people's perception and makes people unable to see themselves.

"Guest officer, come here—!" Little Er held the tray and served four hot dishes.

Full of color and flavor, they are the signature dishes of this Tenghai restaurant.

Fa Kong nodded with a smile, and Xiao Er walked away with a wide-eyed smile.

This broke Yang Shuangting's previous speculation.

It seems that his miracle is not to make others invisible to himself, but to not notice his abnormality.

Just treat him like a normal guest.

This Tenghai Restaurant is not a place that ordinary people can come to. Everyone is rich or expensive, and it is impossible not to have been to Shenjing.

And anyone who has been to the Shenjing will often go to see the Fakung monk, otherwise it will be a waste to go to the Shenjing.

Some of them have seen Fa Kong, but they didn't recognize it at this time. This is because of his extraordinary power.

Affecting the eyes and attention of others is really amazing!

Fakon poured a glass of wine for her and smiled, "How's it going?"

"...It's been cured." Yang Shuangting immediately concluded that the string of beads that Fa Kong left behind was for Mrs. Fan.

She frowned and looked at Fa Kong: "Master, that string of beads was not given to me."

"It's for you to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha." Fa Kong smiled and said, "Isn't this favor owed to you?"

Yang Shuangting stared at him thoughtfully.

She was thinking about what the meaning of Fakong was.

He actually knew that Mrs. Fan was terminally ill. Did she see it from herself or from someone else?

It was obvious that he saw it from himself, because Mrs. Fan's illness was kept secret, and she didn't know it before.

His magic is truly amazing.

Fa Kong smiled and looked at Yang Shuangting.

Nodding satisfied.

Finally found her weakness.

In the past, she had almost no weaknesses, and she didn't care about the life and death of the nether sect. It was useless to threaten her with the nether sect.

Even if she pretended to care about the Jade Sect, she didn't care at all.

This made her extremely dangerous, and the Pure Filth Sect became extremely dangerous.

I've been trying to find her weakness, and now I've finally figured out that it's not that she doesn't care about anyone, she cares about her friends and family who have been around her since childhood.

For her, the Pure Evil Sect was just a tool, a price she had to accept because she had practiced the Taishang Wangji Sutra and the Taishang Jingming Sutra.

She does not have the intention to strengthen the Purification Sect, nor does she have the ambition to truly purify the world.

As the daughter of the prefect, she lacked everything since she was a child, and did not care about fame and fortune.

Yang Shuangting is an indifferent person, but he is not a ruthless person. On the contrary, a ruthless person will not be able to become too good to forget the classics, and to be too pure and bright.

If you really want to be ruthless, you can practice it, and Taishang Wangji Sutra and Taishang Jingming Sutra will not be practiced all the time.

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All kinds of thoughts circulated in his mind, it was only a blink of an eye, he smiled: "Ling Zun..."

"Father, what's wrong with him?" Yang Shuangting's face changed slightly, and his bright eyes flashed.

Fakong smiled and shook his head: "The Zhu family and your Yang family are actually secretly competing, right? This time I'm helping Ling Zun, right?"

Yang Shuangting snorted.

Fa Kong said: "Ling Zun is healthy now, but Ling Tang's body is not that healthy."

Yang Shuangting frowned at him.

Fa Kong smiled and said: "Manpower is sometimes exhausted, and fate is daunting. This time, Sect Master Yang, you must have a deeper understanding."

Yang Shuangting was silent.

She was really touched this time, and felt her own powerlessness. If this time it wasn't Mrs. Fan, but her mother who was suffering from a terminal illness, would she be able to save her?

It is impossible to rush from Changling Mansion to Shenjing City in one day, and it is impossible to do it by yourself.

Can I control my own destiny?

Even if you can control your own destiny, what about the fate of your parents and the fate of those around you?

Just like this time, Mrs. Fan's fate cannot be controlled by herself. She works hard with everyone to send out the elixir first, and then try her best to send Mrs. Fan to Shenjing to ask Fakong for help.

And these efforts are not worth the string of Buddha beads that Dharma Kong has left.

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