Unexpectedly, the girl with heavy makeup turned out to be a nurse. She helped the man in T-shirt carefully disinfect it. After finishing her work, she was already exhausted and sweating profusely.

Not long after, the man in T-shirt woke up. His eyes were covered with bloodshot, and he was still holding the long sword tightly in his hand. He was really worried that he would wave his sword to us when he was unconscious.

Fortunately, although the man in the T-shirt was seriously injured, he was still very conscious. He opened his mouth and vomited blood. I quickly wiped the corners of his mouth with a cloth.

"Where are we... now?" asked the T-shirt man.

"I'm leaving the Fengmen Village soon." I said, "The hospital will arrive soon, you will be fine!"

The man in the T-shirt breathed a sigh of relief and lay in the back seat decadently: "No, go to Dafeng Temple and find Zen Master Baimei."

After saying that, the man in the T-shirt fainted again.

"Dafo Temple? Zen Master Baimei." I asked the girl with deep makeup with wonder: "Are you a local?"

The girl with heavy makeup nodded immediately.

"Then you must know the Great Compassion Temple."

The girl with heavy makeup nodded: "I know, not far from here, on a mountain."

"That's great." I said excitedly: "Take us to Dafoe Temple now!"

The girl with heavy makeup seemed a little reluctant: "Brother, I heard that the medical methods are so developed now that I can save people by sending them. Temple monks and other things are purely feudal superstitions. If this handsome guy gets infected with his wound, it will be too late to send him to the hospital again..."

I snorted coldly: "You know what's wrong! He was hit by the corpse poison, and the hospital was helpless. Go to Dafoe Temple and immediately."

The girl with heavy makeup was frightened by me, so she had to bite the bullet and agree and lead us.

We turned directly from the main road into a small path, walked about twenty kilometers, and finally stopped at the foot of a mountain.

Looking around, a large-scale temple stands on the top of the mountain. The entire temple is majestic and spectacular, with white smoke rising from the temple. From such a distance, I can even smell the smell of sandalwood coming from the temple.

I took a deep breath, got out of the car, carried the man in the T-shirt on his shoulder, and climbed up along a stone stairs.

At that time, I was thinking about the safety of the T-shirt man and forgot about my fatigue.

I persevered to the top of the mountain in one go!

When I reached the top of the mountain, my physical strength was approaching my limit, and my legs were so numb that I lost consciousness, and I almost fainted several times.

Li Mazi hurried to knock on the door, and not long after, a few young monks came out. When they saw the bloody appearance of the T-shirt man, they were all frightened and carried the T-shirt man into the temple with all their fingers.

I really couldn't keep up, so I shouted at them: "Look for Master Baimei, find Master Baimei!"

Several young monks turned their heads and looked at me, nodded at me, and one of them came over to support me. While walking, they asked me about my relationship with the T-shirt man.

I smiled bitterly and said, "It's even more close than a brother..."

After saying that, I felt darkness in front of me, and I could no longer hold on and fainted.

When I opened my eyes again, I found a little monk wiping my forehead with a towel. My mouth was dry and I needed a sip of water to drink. Then I recovered some strength and sat up little by little.

"Where is my injured friend?" I asked in a deep breath.

The little monk smiled at me: "You are talking about the donor of the first grade of junior high school."

First grade? Is this the name of a man in T-shirt? I nodded immediately.

"The donor of the first grade of junior high school is now safe." The little monk said: "He is healing his wounds in the Zen Master Baimei's meditation room."

I breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. Hey, by the way, how did you know that his name is Chuyi?"

The little monk smiled: "He has always been a guest of honor for Zen Master Baimei, and his seniority is quite high. When we see him, he is not even qualified to look up."

I was a little shocked, and I never expected that the T-shirt man would have this identity.

The little monk asked me with a smile, are you going to see the donor of the first grade of junior high school?

I nodded immediately: "By the way, can I go to see him now? Will it affect the treatment of Zen Master Baimei?"

The little monk said this was unclear, but Zen Master Baimei said that when you wake up, you can take you to the meditation room.

"Where is my other friend?" I asked Li Mazi.

The little monk said he was praying for blessings in the lobby, so I will take you to the meditation room first.

I nodded.

The little monk took me to a relatively remote Zen room. I didn’t expect that the monk lived so far. He might have violated any precepts. He was in a small dark room, right?

I knocked on the door gently, and a thick voice came from inside: "Please come in!"

I pushed the door softly and found that the man in T-shirt had woken up and was meditating opposite Zen Master Baimei. He was naked and wearing only a pair of shorts. The blood on his body had stopped, but the wound was still dense and shocking.

After seeing me coming, the man in T-shirt smiled at me, put on his clothes and walked out of the Zen room, saying that Master Baimei had a few words to talk to me alone.

I nodded immediately and sat down respectfully opposite the Zen master.

Master Baimei looked me up and down, and then asked, "Little donor, after you fainted, I checked your luggage and don't be surprised! But I have a question, why do you have umbrellas and Tianlang Whip?"

I immediately answered truthfully: "It was my grandfather who stayed there."

"Oh, could it be Brother Zhang Yaoyang?"

"That's my grandfather's name." I looked at Zen Master Baimei in a little surprised. How did he know my grandfather's name and call my grandfather brother? Is there any unexplained relationship between the two?

"It's true." Zen Master Baimei sighed: "Your grandpa and I also had a relationship back then. It's a pity that, alas, things in the world are unpredictable..."

I also nodded: "Thank you for your concern."

"Be careful when doing things in the future." Zen Master Baimei said: "Brother Yaoyang offended many old monsters in the evil circle back then. I'm worried that they will take the account on you."

I was a little surprised because the words of Zen Master Baimei were different from the grandfather I remembered.

In my impression, my grandfather was just a loyal and honest businessman, and he was kind and never had any enemies. Why did my grandfather have so many enemies when he came to Zen Master Baimei? I realized that there must be something tricky in it, so I asked a few more questions.

Zen Master Baimei smiled: "The vision is different, and the situation you see is naturally different, so there is no need to say much."

I nodded thoughtfully.

"If you have any difficulties in the future, you can tell me a little while. I will do my best to help."

I nodded in emotion.

At this moment, I suddenly thought of a question: Since my grandfather has so many enemies, will his death be related to these enemies?
Chapter completed!