From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 289 Doctor
Lin Yan said that Meng Yuan was going to find a nun, and it was true.

Meng Yuan originally wanted to go to Yunshan Temple this morning to look for Taoist Master Xuanjizi. Yunshan Temple is a nunnery.

Anyway, it was not a serious matter, so Meng Yuan and Lin Yan left the Zen Temple and took Zhou Ying and Fan Ye with them down the mountain. They did not enter Ping'an Prefecture, but went directly around the city and came to the south of the city.

After walking for more than 30 miles, we came to a low mountain with a quiet path at the foot of it. Looking into the mountain, we could see no temple in the withered forest.

Meng Yuan had already inquired about Yunshan Temple. This nunnery does not receive pilgrims and rarely interacts with outsiders. It is a place for quiet meditation and asceticism.

Moreover, the precepts are strict, and they rarely interact with the outside world. In addition, Yunshan Temple is located deep in the mountains, and ordinary people may not be able to find it if they don't know the way.

Meng Yuan also asked Monk Jueming for details before coming here specifically.

We entered the low hills and continued forward. The path was not obvious, and it was obvious that few people had set foot on it.

After climbing over another hill, we saw a few simple temples in the valley, with people in black robes walking around.

Meng Yuan and his three companions did not hide their whereabouts, and a nun had already discovered their visitors.

"Brother, don't mention the matter of the nun here." Meng Yuan warned.

"Don't worry about me doing it!" Lin Yan was very confident.

Zhou Ying sneered but said nothing.

"Amitabha." Two little nuns came forward and bowed to the four people.

The two nuns were both about sixteen or seventeen years old, one was strong and the other was thin.

Especially the thin one, whose skin was fair and glowing. Although she was wearing a loose robe, her slim figure could not be concealed.

"Greetings to the two young masters." Meng Yuan bowed and said, "I am Meng Feiyuan. I heard that Taoist Xuanjizi of Chongxu Temple was discussing Taoism in your temple, so I came to ask for an audience."

"Master is master, what's the meaning of adding the word 'little'?" The sturdy nun glared at Meng Yuan indignantly.

"I am sorry for being rude, please forgive me, senior sisters." Meng Yuan simply changed the address.

"Your name is Taoist, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are inseparable, so we are of the same generation, but I dare not call you senior sister, I will just call you Taoist friend." The sturdy nun kept talking, then put her hands together and bowed, saying: "I am Suqiu from Yunshan Temple, and this is my junior sister Suwen."

The fair-skinned nun kept her head down, as if she was too timid. She just followed Su Qiu and bowed, but did not dare to say a word.

"Master Xuanji is indeed in my humble temple." Su Qiu looked at Meng Yuan and said, "But fellow Taoist said he is a friend of the abbot of Chongxu Temple, but he doesn't look like that from his age."

"I am from Songhe Prefecture, a member of the Ying family. I once listened to Taoist Xuanjizi's lectures at Chongxu Temple." Meng Yuan explained with a smile.

After hearing this, Su Qiu immediately understood, "So you are an old friend of the Ying family. Please come in."

Following the two little nuns, we continued along the path.

Su Qiu was very talkative, chattering non-stop. As they walked, she asked, "Judging from your clothes, are you all working for the Demon Suppression Division?"

"That's right." Meng Yuan answered alone, while Lin Yan and others remained silent.

"Haha." Su Qiu heard the words with disdain, "Songhe Prefecture has only one out of a hundred people alive, but no one knows where the Demon Suppression Bureau is?"

The news of the incident in Songhe Prefecture had spread far and wide, reaching all Confucianists, Buddhists, and Taoists. Even the little nun in the ancient temple in the mountains knew about it.

"You are from Songhe Prefecture, have you seen the tragic scene with your own eyes?" Su Qiu stopped and looked at Meng Yuan.

"Personal experience." Meng Yuan pressed the handle of the knife.

"When Qing Guangzi attained enlightenment, did his light really shine for a thousand miles?" Su Qiu asked curiously again.

Meng Yuan nodded.

"Senior sister, don't ask too many questions." The little nun named Su Wen pulled Su Qiu.

"Then I won't ask about the affairs of Songhe Prefecture." Suqiu really listened to Su Wen's words, but asked again: "I heard that a great monk is coming from the Buddhist country? How do you plan to deal with it? The people in Lanruo Temple are all pretentious, and there are not many who have real skills." This little nun Suqiu was really talkative. Meng Yuan laughed and glanced at Zhou Ying.

Zhou Ying couldn't bear it any longer and said coldly, "Do you want me to ask the demon-suppressing department to bring the files to the master chef to take a look?"

"Is it so rare?" Su Qiu was choked. She walked forward angrily but said nothing more.

"Please forgive me, brothers and sisters." Su Wen quickly bowed and clasped his hands together, "Senior sister, I have no bad intentions, we..."

Her voice became softer and softer, almost inaudible.

"No problem, no problem." Meng Yuan took over the conversation and asked, "Junior Sister Su Wen, I wonder if the brothers from Chongxu Temple are here?"

Su Wen shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know."

That means they haven't arrived yet. Otherwise, in such a small place as Yunshan Temple, if Zhao Jingsheng and others came, there would definitely be a commotion known to everyone.

"Have you ever heard about the senior brother of Chongxu Temple?" Meng Yuan asked again.

"I haven't heard of it." Su Wen shook her head blankly again. Seeing that she couldn't answer the guest's question, her face turned red again, "I have never been out of the mountain, I don't know anything."

"..." Meng Yuan rubbed his brows, "You follow someone as talkative as Su Qiu, haven't you ever heard her talk about it?"

"Master won't let me listen to what Senior Sister says." Su Wen asked.

Meng Yuan didn't ask any more questions.

"Little nun!" Lin Yan chuckled, looked at Su Wen, and asked with a smile: "What kind of Buddha are you worshipping?"

"Ah? I worship Medicine King Bodhisattva." Su Wen answered honestly.

"The path to becoming a doctor?" Lin Yan suddenly asked.

After saying this, Meng Yuan, Zhou Ying and the other two all looked at Su Wen.

"Amitabha, how did you know this?" Su Wen was curious and confused.

"The medical family is an incomplete path. I thought it had been lost for a long time, but I didn't expect that there are still people practicing it." Lin Yan laughed and said, "I heard that people who practice the medical family path have a lingering medicinal fragrance on their bodies. Your senior sister doesn't have a medicinal fragrance, but you do. Haha, I just asked casually, but I didn't expect you to trick it out!"

Su Wen did not think Lin Yan was being rude, and tilted his head, curiously asking, "Is Daoyou's friend also a doctor?"

"It's a demon cultivator, a rabbit demon!" Zhou Ying waited for Lin Yan to answer.

"Amitabha." Su Wen was frightened and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

After walking about half a mile along the mountain road, the gate of Yunshan Temple appeared before us.

I have only seen the wealthy families in Lanruo Temple, and this Yunshan Temple is really very simple.

The gate is old and narrow, without any sense of awe. Moreover, the place is not on the top of the mountain or the side of the mountain, but in the valley, which is nothing special.

After entering the mountain gate, Su Wen handed Meng Yuan and the other three to a middle-aged nun, then bowed his head, saluted eleven times, and left in a hurry.

"Please don't blame me for my disciples' recklessness." The middle-aged nun was very polite and it was obvious that she often dealt with outsiders.

After taking Meng Yuan and others around to Yunshan Temple, they saw a newly built, dilapidated thatched house with a sparsely fenced courtyard.

There was a wooden stake in the fenced yard with a chessboard carved on it. Xuanjizi was playing chess with himself.

"Old Taoist priest!" Meng Yuan shouted outside the yard.

"Are you the little weasel's friend? Come and sit down." Xuanjizi, who was wearing shabby clothes, greeted him lazily.

After playing two games of chess, Meng Yuan asked about Li Weizhen.

(End of this chapter)