Water Recovery System - Chapter 50

Facing the begging gazes of the crowd, Sanskrit subconsciously looked in Shen Jiayan’s direction.

I saw that Shen Jiayan was still following what she had taught him, staring at the medicine in the pot without blinking. Stir the medicine in the pot carefully, adding some herbs to it from time to time.

The whole person’s heart was not distracted, and even Su Yun didn’t see it.

Fanyin’s heart softened, his eyes could not help but a slight smile. Even he himself didn’t know how gentle he looked at Shen Jiayan at this moment.

Sanskrit didn’t know, but Su Yun knew everything clearly.

Su Yun stood in front of Fan Yin, blocking his vision. I don’t know why, but I feel a little flustered in my heart. I always feel that things will not be as easy as he expected. Therefore, he lied inwardly and said, “Master of Sanskrit, you have to think clearly that the lives of the people in Mocheng are compared with that of Su Yichen. Which is more important in the end?”

“Naturally, the lives of the people in Mocheng are more important.” Fan Yin said in a deep voice, but before Su Yun showed a happy expression, he added, “But the poor monk would never compare them. Because Yun For the poor monks, Chen and the people of Mocheng have never been in a relationship that only chooses one of the two.”

Fan Yin passed Su Yun and stood up: “The poor monk swears here that he will devote his strength to the poor monk to find a way to heal the plague. If you are willing to believe in the poor monk…”

Before Sanan Yin’s words were finished, someone grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and threw it on him. The man’s eyes were full of hatred: “Get out! Let’s not listen to your hypocritical monk!”

If one person takes the lead, countless others will follow suit.

“What national teacher? I don’t want to do such a small thing for us! I still believe you, believe you ass!” After speaking, he took off the stinky shoes on his feet and smashed towards the Sanskrit.

Suddenly, everyone’s inner anger seemed to have an outlet: “Smash this cold-blooded monk to death. Let’s smash it together!”

Even the skinny child followed the adults in a decent way, grabbed a stone on the ground and smashed it towards the Sanskrit, saying: “Smash you, smash you!” They might not understand what it was for. What, but already got a kind of cruel satisfaction from such behavior.

Su Yun just watched indifferently, without any intention to stop it. Didn’t you even neglect this world for that bitch? Then I will let you taste the taste of being spurned by all the people in the world!

And Sannyin just stood, and didn’t mean to resist. Let the dirt and grass scraps leave all kinds of dirt marks on him.

Seeing that the Sanskrit sound didn’t move, those people intensified instead, just venting their anger, and no longer cared about what they threw out.

A stone the size of an adult man’s palm came out of the wind and slammed straight towards the back of Santo’s head.

Before Fanyin could react, Shen Jiayan rushed to hug him from behind, and called out anxiously, “Master, be careful!”

The stone didn’t hit the Sanskrit, but it happened to hit Shen Jiayan’s forehead, and the red blood was dripping down the forehead. The blood flowed into Shen Jiayan’s eyes, and his eyes were hazy. Shen Jiayan resisted the dizziness in his mind, and tried to smile at the Fan Yin: “Master, don’t worry, I’m fine.”

After Shen Jiayan said these words, he slowly closed his eyes.

Fanyin’s hands trembled violently, trying to cover Shen Jiayan’s wound, but the blood flowed more and more, and soon the handkerchief was soaked.

Fanyin hugged Shen Jiayan tightly, knelt on the ground in silence, raised his eyes and looked at him one by one, the expression in his eyes was indescribably cold.

And anyone who came into contact with Sanskrit’s gaze couldn’t help but shudder, wishing to shrink himself into a ball and hide it. Without him, just because that gaze was too indifferent, and being watched by that gaze was like someone stabbed the heart with an ice skate in the twelfth lunar month of winter, and it was cold from the heart to the limbs.

“The Buddha said: If I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?” Fanyin said softly, “If he is like today, I will drag you all to hell!” Yunchen, what about a person or a Buddha? Without you, I would rather become a demon!

Fanyin left with Shen Jiayan in his arms.

In the Tingchan Temple far in the middle of Beijing, the lotus in the pond was all withered overnight.

One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a devil.

When Shen Jiayan woke up again, she only felt that she had a splitting headache and her limbs could not move. Seeing the back of Sanskrit making medicine from a distance, I only feel strange that I can’t tell: “Master, what’s wrong with me?”

Fanyin put the medicine bowl to Shen Jiayan’s lips and said lightly: “It’s okay, you can drink this medicine and it will be better.”

As soon as the medicine got closer, Shen Jiayan frowned. There seems to be a strong smell in this medicine, but just smelling it makes people feel like they want to vomit. Shen Jiayan turned away: “Master, can I stop drinking it? The medicine smells so bad.”

Fanyin was stunned for a while, then he put the medicine bowl close to Shen Jiayan’s lips and insisted, “Hey, just drink it.”

Shen Jiayan couldn’t help him, so he leaned forward and only took a sip, and felt that the smell was worse than it smelled, and the mouthful of fishy smell made people feel sick.

Shen Jiayan lay down on the edge of the bed, and immediately vomited up what she was drinking.

But the effect of this medicine was extremely good. I had only swallowed it a little, but my limbs were able to move slightly.

Fanyin patted Shen Jiayan’s back, his eyes were bright and distressed, but he passed the medicine bowl over: “Yunchen, finish the medicine!”

Seeing the unbearable in Fanyin’s eyes, Shen Jiayan no longer embarrassed him, took the medicine bowl, pinched his nose and drank it.

For the next few days, Sanskrit seemed to have completely forgotten about the plague outside, and only settled in this hut with Shen Jiayan without talking about the outside.

On this day, after drinking the strange medicine for several days, Shen Jiayan finally reached the limit: “Master, when can I stop this medicine?”

Just a simple question made Sannyin’s whole body stiff.

Fanyin met Shen Jiayan’s clear eyes, condensed the dark black glow in the eyes, and said vaguely: “You are badly hurt, and you still need to drink for dozens of days.”

Hearing this, Shen Jiayan lowered his eyes and looked disappointed, “It will take so long to drink!”

Fanyin hesitated and touched Shen Jiayan’s hair, a trace of struggle flashed across his face, but in the end it turned into a firm expression: “Goodbye, it’s good to drink.” This seemed to be said to Shen Jiayan, and it seemed to be said. Listen to him.

The smell in this medicine is getting heavier day by day.

Shen Jiayan has always wondered what kind of medicinal material is put in this medicine.

It wasn’t until one day when he was able to walk down the ground that he finally saw what Fanyin had put in the pot of boiling medicine—Fanyin took his own blood to give him medicine.

“Master, what are you doing?” Shen Jiayan asked with a trembling voice, grabbing the hand that Sannyin was about to stroke his chest with the dagger.

Fanyin turned his head, there was a wound on his left chest, blood still leaking out. But he didn’t feel the same at all, put down the blood-stained dagger, covered his shirt and said: “Yun Chen, you go back to the room first.”

“Master, I’m good, I’m really good! Don’t give me medicine anymore, okay?” Shen Jiayan grabbed the sleeves of Sanskrit, begging, his eyes were so full that he could barely see the expression of Sanskrit. .

No wonder, the smell in the medicine is so heavy; it’s no wonder that Sanskrit’s face is getting pale day by day; and it’s no wonder that the medicine is so effective…Shen Jiayan hates to slap himself: Why can’t I discover all this earlier?

Fan Yin pursed his lips and pulled off Shen Jiayan’s hand: “Yun Chen, listen to what you said as a teacher, now go back to your room, okay?”

“I don’t!” Shen Jiayan took a few steps back and looked at Fan Yin stubbornly, “Unless you tell me, Master, what kind of disease I am having, why do I have to use your blood as a medicine?”

There has never been a moment in Sanskrit, feeling that he was so powerless. After a long silence, Sanskrit finally said: “It’s not because you are sick, but because you are sturdy.”

“Gu soul?” Shen Jiayan murmured and repeated.

“The time you saved me, I actually lost my breath. It’s just that I abruptly trapped your soul in your body.” Sannyin lowered his eyelashes, hiding the true emotions in his eyes, “but it’s just It is useless to be trapped. There is no way for your soul and body to merge together, so you have to consolidate your soul.”

Shen Jiayan bit her lower lip tightly: “Then, Master, tell me, how many days does Gushun need to drink this medicine?”

“Forty-nine days.” Fanyin looked at Shen Jiayan with pity, “Alright, Yunchen, only fourteen days.”

“No, Master, I will never take this medicine again, absolutely not!” Shen Jiayan clenched his hands into fists, pinched deep crescent marks on the palms, “Master, what is the consequence of changing your fate against the sky, you Don’t you really know?”

“So what if you know, so what if you don’t know. Yunchen, if you can’t keep you when you become a Buddha, then I’ll be willing to enchant you!” Fanyin turned his head, with a faint black air in his eyes, “If you don’t drink, I will force it; if you still don’t drink, I will slaughter someone in this city every moment; you will always be willing to drink.”

Looking at the appearance of Sanskrit, it is obvious that he has been deeply enchanted.

“Master, I’m already dead!” Shen Jiayan took a step back, choked and said, “You just let me go with peace of mind, okay?”

Fan Yin hugged Shen Jiayan tightly in his arms, so tight that Shen Jiayan was almost breathless: “Impossible! Yunchen, you don’t want to leave me anymore, unless I die!”

If you are destined to be my calamity in this life, then I can only respond to it.