I just want to travel fast

Chapter 17 I promise not to kill you 17
By the time people could go out and do activities with peace of mind, several days had passed.

Instead of Yan's army is an army surnamed Hou.

This army is under the command of the Beiyang Military Government and has strict military management. It will not bully and dominate the market like the Yan family army did before.

Walking on the street, you can clearly feel the atmosphere is different, and the smiles on the faces of ordinary people have increased.

Early morning knew it was just the calm before the storm.

This year, the Eight-Nation Allied Forces invaded the Forbidden City, and Empress Dowager Cixi ran away with Emperor Guangxu.

By the time the news reached here, it was already the end of September.

It was at this time that the master abbot contracted the cold due to reciting the Purana Sutra in the main hall all night.

It was relatively mild at first, but the medicine was boiled in the early morning, and the master improved significantly after drinking it, but suddenly the condition worsened sharply, and the cough continued.

Finally, in the early morning, I was diagnosed with 478 as tuberculosis.

In this time before penicillin was invented, tuberculosis was highly contagious.

In the early morning, a large-scale disinfection work was immediately organized throughout the temple. All corners of the temple were sprinkled with quicklime, and all toiletries and eating utensils were boiled with boiling water.

Fortunately, it was discovered in time and the virus did not spread.

In the early morning, I took out one of the remaining two Great Return Pills and gave it to the master to repair his internal organs, especially the lungs. The remaining one was melted into a large tank of water. Everyone in the temple drink a bowl.

In addition, I boil a large pot of medicine to treat wind and cold every day, fearing that this kind of situation will happen again, and I can strengthen my body even if I am not sick.

Now is not the time to hide.

Chenchen is very grateful that she has practiced Dahuandan and used it to cure the master's illness.

Master is very important to her in this world, Shi: both teachers, Fu: both parents and family members.

He's like Wee's parents in the real world.

Although the master has recovered from his illness, due to his age, various body functions are deteriorating. Whenever the weather is dry and windy, he will cough continuously. This person cannot take medicine and can only be recuperated slowly.

After this serious illness, Master seemed to feel something, so he took Brother Wuyin with him every day. Brother Wuyin also hosted the Dharma assembly before this year.

The other brothers also agreed.

Chenchen felt very uncomfortable, she wanted to do something for the master, it seemed that the master's current state was all her fault, it was because her inexperienced medical skills could not cure the master.

She wants to practice a pill that can increase lifespan.

But this is undoubtedly the Arabian Nights!
She locked herself in the pharmacy in the early morning and worked hard to refine the medicine. Not only did she block 478, she would not open the door no matter who called.Almost crazy!
Finally, the master got angry and opened the door of the pharmacy with his palm.

In the early morning inside the door, there was no water or rice for three days, and he was close to collapse.

The reason why Chen Chen was like this was because she thought of her grandma who passed away in the real world. She was also watching her aging day by day. She tried every means to do nothing. Everything seemed to be happening again. Chen Chen wished she could replace it by herself. .

The master didn't scold her or comfort her, as if he wasn't the one who knocked on the door angrily just now.

The master just handed him a Heart Sutra written by himself, a Heart Sutra that was not in Sanskrit and had annotations.

In the early morning, after eating a large bowl of noodles made by Wu Dao and having a good sleep, she returned to her original self. She didn't want her brothers to worry about her while worrying about their master.

The Heart Sutra was well kept by it, and when the mind was restless, it would be taken out to read for a while, although the content inside had already been recited.

Time flew by in the spring of the second year, and the weather gradually became warmer. Thanks to the previous masters who did not plant willow trees and fluttering catkins in the temple, the master's cough gradually improved.

Everything seems to be developing for the better.

This year's Buddha's birthdays were all presided over by senior brother Wuyin, and the master completely let go, not to mention, the senior brother in cassock also had a certain majesty.

But on the night of the Buddha's birthday, the master passed away without any warning and no one was around. He was not discovered until he did not show up in the morning class the next day.

Everything was unexpected and expected.

Brother Wuyin was promoted to the new abbot. He needed to put the master's relics into the high tower in the tower forest, and the task of ringing the bell was left to Ling Chen.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

Every time you knock the bell, you will read the gatha on knocking the bell again in the morning.I knocked 108 times and read it 108 times.

The deep and profound bells floated in the sky above Shaolin Temple for a long time.

　Thanks to Lianyi aa and Yang Shihongchen for their recommendation tickets, thank you!

　　Small seedlings are nurtured.

　　


(End of this chapter)