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Chapter 116 Monks can also get sick

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    Zhao Ran was really worried.  I really don't want others to know this little secret, but now it is very likely that this Taoist priest will catch me.  Although he had been outside the meditation room just now, there was only a wall between the meditation room and the quiet room, and the secret door was still open. He was doing a lot of things outside. To say that the Taoist priest was not aware of his actions was pure self-deception.

    But he might as well just leave this Taoist here and ignore him. He thinks he's not that cold-blooded. After all, they both belong to the Taoist sect. He really can't bear to let this Taoist stay and fend for himself.  As for silence - Zhao Ran definitely couldn't do this.

    Gritting his teeth, Zhao Ran decided not to think about it so much for the time being. He just hoped that even if the Taoist priest saw it, he wouldn't understand what was going on!

    "Brother Taoist, this forbidden method of yours"

    "The person who cast the spell is dead, and the forbidden spell will be released by itself. It's just that the poor Taoist has been tortured here for many days, and I'm afraid he still won't be able to leave. This is the lair of Buddhist demon monks, and you must not stay for a long time. Fellow Taoists, just go away.  Don't delay because of your poor ways, otherwise neither of you will be able to escape."

    This Taoist priest is quite righteous. Now that he has said this, Zhao Ran will not abandon him.  He touched his arms and found that there were not many Yangxin Pills, but there were still one or two pills, so he immediately took them out and stuffed them into the Taoist's mouth.

    The Taoist priest swallowed and closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them again, his eyes had regained some of their vitality and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist. This Yangxin Pill is very effective and extraordinary."

    The Yangxin Pill in Zhao Ran¡¯s hand was made by Zhu Qigu herself. It is of course better than the ones made in ordinary Daomen Pavilion. Zhao Ran has already realized this.  Seeing that the Taoist priest had regained some energy, he carried him out of the quiet room and placed him on the bed in the Zen room.

    Zhao Ran followed his own example and shaved the Taoist priest's head, found a monk's robe for him to put on, and explained: "The hair and other things will be restored to their original appearance in the first half of the year. Life is important now, so don't worry about it."

    He then put Minghui's ultimatum into his hand: "Take this first and pretend to be a man. A man can bend and stretch, what do you think?"

    The Taoist priest smiled bitterly and said: "My fellow Taoist has looked down upon me. This is just an expedient. The poor Taoist understands this."

    Zhao Ran touched his bald head and hesitated: "Do I need to burn a few ring scars out?"

    The Taoist priest smiled: "That's not necessary. Not all monks burn orbs. Only those ascetic monks who have taken the ordination and made clear their aspirations do so. In my opinion, it actually creates attachments and is superficial."

    Zhao Ran breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, the sky is already dark. Let's go out when the time is right?"

    "To be honest with fellow Taoists, I have been banned for many days, and I have no magic power at all, and I haven't had any food or water for a long time"

    "This is simple," Zhao Ran said, carrying the Taoist priest on his back, finding a piece of cloth and wrapping it tightly, and then stuffed the package he had ransacked in the Zen room into his hand: "Hold it securely, there is everything inside.  It is the property of the abbot of this temple. If it is lost, the suffering you and I have endured these days will be in vain There is no food in this meditation room, only cold tea. Here, please moisten your mouth. Don't drink too much. I'm hungry.  Drinking tea for several days will harm your health!"

    "Fellow Taoist" The Taoist suddenly choked up.

    Zhao Ran had already carried him on his back, unable to see his face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

    "It's okay. There is an iron chain in the quiet room. It is of high quality and has been blessed by the abbot of this temple"

    "That thing is too heavy to take with you."

    "I think Taoist friends have not entered the gate of monasticism. If you want to forcefully break in, I'm afraid you won't be able to. It's better to quietly climb over the wall from here"

    "Yes, that's what I planned."

    "That iron chain can help fellow Taoists climb over high walls"

    "Uh I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous, I didn't expect it! I'll go back and get it right now."

    "Fellow Taoist, one of my bamboo sticks was taken away by the demon monk. It's the one hanging on the wall opposite"

    "Don't worry, it will be returned to its original owner!"

    After everything was prepared, and the two Taoist robes he had changed into were stuffed into the package, Zhao Ran opened the door a crack, slipped out gently, turned around and closed the door again.  This Zen room is the residence of the abbot Baoping Zen Master. Most people will not come here if they have nothing to do, so there is no one in the small courtyard.  As soon as he walked out of the room, Zhao Ran shivered involuntarily - it was so cold here.

    Zhao Ran crouched to the entrance of the courtyard and peeked out. Outside was an alleyway, extending left and right, but he didn't know where it led.  He closed the courtyard door and bolted it, turned back, hooked the cornice on the top of the wing with the help of the iron chain, and climbed up gently.

    This place is close to Tubo, so the structure of the temple buildings is different from that in the Central Plains. When you go up, it is a flat terrace.  Zhao Ran was lying on the mud railing of the terrace, looking around in the moonlight, seeing two directions: due east and due north.There are several courtyards in Xiangdu, but there are fewer houses in the west and south. The west is close to Wenze Snow Mountain, so Zhao Ran chose the south road.

    Fortunately, during the more than two years that Zhao Ran lived in Wujiyuan, he climbed over the wall to go to the back mountain every three days. He was quite familiar with this doorway, and there was nothing wrong with it. He just had a Taoist priest on his back.  He was carrying heavy iron chains in his hands, which made him very tired. By the time he climbed out of the last courtyard wall, he was already out of breath.

    The Taoist priest lay quietly on Zhao Ran's back. At this moment, he said: "Throw away the chain, although it is a pityit's so cold"

    Zhao Ran found a small cliff, threw the chain down, and then ran away without taking a rest, carrying the Taoist priest Saya on his back.

    Under the bright moon, by the snow-capped mountains, Zhao Ran stumbled with the Taoist priest on his back, tripping several times and eating mud many times along the way. It was not until dawn that he could no longer walk, so he found a rock to rest.

    When I put the Taoist priest down, I saw that his face was red, his eyes were tightly closed, his lips were still trembling, and when he touched his forehead with his hand, it was as hot as fire.

    It¡¯s broken. This is a symptom of catching a cold and having a fever.  The Taoist priest was tortured in the Baoping Temple until he was physically and mentally haggard. After he came out, he was hit by the cold air of the snowy mountains. It is normal to have a fever.  Can only monks get sick?  Zhao Ran couldn't figure it out.

    Zhao Ran had no choice but to carry the Taoist priest on his back, hang the package around his neck, hold the Taoist priest's bamboo stick in one hand, and stagger forward, trying to find a shelter from the wind.

    Fortunately, God fulfilled his wish, and soon after, Zhao Ran finally found a small cave behind a rock hill.  His nose was very good, and he could smell a fishy smell emanating from the cave from a distance. He knew that there must be wild animals inside, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed - he was really dozing off when he hit the pillow, and whatever he thought came to him.

    Putting the Taoist aside for the moment, Zhao Ran quickly set up a killing array with a golden sword as the main weapon at the entrance of the cave, and then threw stones into the cave.  The wild creature in the cave was enraged, looked out, let out a fierce "ouch", and rushed towards Zhao Ran.

    Zhao Ran took a look and realized that this wild creature was actually a snow leopard.  This thing would be a rare species in another world, but in this world - I'm sorry, the wild animals Zhao Ran killed in the swamp are much rarer than it!

    The snow leopard was quickly killed. Zhao Ran went into the cave and took a look. Except for a bit of fishy smell, everything else was fine. At least this snow leopard was very particular about its living environment, and there was no messy feces or other animal offal.

    Zhao Ran took some hay and spread it in the cave, moved the Taoist priest in, and built a bonfire before sitting down to rest with satisfaction.  As soon as he sat down, his eyelids began to fight desperately, and he soon fell asleep.

    When Zhao Ran woke up, it was already bright, and there were only ashes left in the campfire, with a few wisps of white smoke scattered.  He turned to check the Taoist priest's condition and saw that the Taoist priest's face was still red and his forehead was hot. It was obvious that the high fever had not gone away.

    Arriving outside the cave, Zhao Ran skinned the dead snow leopard, returned to the cave and lit the bonfire again, slowly baking the leopard skin.  At the same time, he set up a stand on the campfire and grilled the snow leopard.  There was a small stream not far away, so I rolled a shallow bowl with leaves, filled it with some water and put it on the fire to heat.

    The Taoist priest was woken up by Zhao Ran in a daze. He reluctantly drank water and ate some meat, then fell asleep again. Before going to sleep, Zhao Ran stuffed him with a heart-raising pill.

    After Zhao Ran had eaten and drank enough, he planned to leave immediately.  This place was not far from the Aquarius Temple, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. Even if the Taoist priest had a high fever, he would still have to carry it on his back. When the time came, he would wrap it in a leopard skin, which would at least keep him out of the cold.

    He went over to help the Taoist priest and wanted to put him on his back again, but as soon as he moved half a minute, the Taoist priest let out a scream, which scared Zhao Ran and let him go quickly.

    "Brother Dao, Brother Dao, where are you injured?"

    The Taoist priest's red face was covered with beads of sweat. It was obvious that he was in extreme pain. He reluctantly opened his eyes just a slit, weakly raised his hand and pointed at his abdomen, then shook his hand and said with difficulty: "You go first, don't worry about it."  Me." Then he became confused again.

    When Zhao Ran put the Taoist priest into monk's robes, he didn't remember that there were any wounds on his body. He untied them and looked at them again, and found that there was nothing wrong with them.  Could it be that he was poisoned?

    If he was poisoned, Zhao Ran had no good solution. He thought about it and decided to take the risk and stop and wait to see the situation.

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