Medicinal Immortal

How long has he just been back? If he suddenly ran back to Tianlong Academy to see Master Tang, would Master Tang ask him why he came back again? What's more, the master didn't take them with him this time, so even if he really ran back to Tianlong Academy to see Master Tang, he thought it was likely that he would just take a quiet look in the dark.

Thinking of this, he sighed and said, "I still hope that the master will do other things." I hope they think too much!

However, they really didn't think much about it, their noble master like a god, really went to Tianlong Academy to find Master Tang.

Mo Ye, flying on the cloud with a sword, stood holding his hand, a low-key and luxurious black robe set off him incomparably noble, he looked at the distant sky, his heart became nervous and looked forward to it.

There is a kind of feeling, the more depressed, the more crazy it grows. This is how he treats the little guy. He clearly wants to forget, but he is reluctant. He always thinks of him all the time.

He never thought that he would care about a person so much. For the first time in his life, he realized what it was like to be worried, and he also tasted the bitter taste of unrequited love for the first time.

Sometimes, he really couldn't understand, how could he have such unusual thoughts about such a little guy?

Mo Ye, who was heading to Tianlong Academy, didn't know that the little guy he was thinking of was no longer in Tianlong Academy, but was worrying in a certain town!

Everyone walking on the street in the town can see that the little monk in a simple Tsing Yi squatted on the corner of the street, sighing with his chin in his hands.

Some kind people who passed by saw that there was not even a bowl for alms in front of the little monk, so they took out two copper plates and placed them in front of him, saying: "Take some food and go! The mountain torrents were issued this year. Fortunately, you wouldn't be able to transform anything even for alms."

Looking at the two copper plates in front of him, Tangning was stunned for a moment. Looking at the person who had already walked away, she picked it up with a bitter smile, took it in her hand and knocked it, listening to the copper plate making a crisp sound.

"Little master, why are you sitting here! Are you hungry? Come, take it and eat!" An old woman in her sixties carried a basket in her hand and took out two buns and two more. The egg was stuffed into the hands of the little monk.

"Amitabha, the benefactor, the little monk is not hungry." She came out just after eating, and she would really be not hungry.

"Oh! Don't lie to me, take it! Take it! Anyway, if you don't eat, no one will eat it." The old woman said, she wiped her tears and sat down beside the little monk.

Tang Ning was taken aback and looked at the sad and weeping old woman and asked, "Old man, what's the matter with you? But the crops are also washed away by the flood?"

"No."

The old woman waved her hand, wiped her tears with her clothes corner, and said, "It is my son and my old man who were sent to the hospital last night. I made buns at home and boiled eggs for them this morning. I can’t find anyone anymore. I heard from them that they were taken away by the mayor and locked up in a large yard. They said that the doctor said that the condition was serious and there was no way to treat it, so people were not allowed to come in."

Hearing this, Tangning's eyes flickered, and said, "They were also bitten by poisonous rats?"

"Yes, after the flash flood, the mouse is so big and its eyes are still red. It's scary." The old woman gestured, with a look of horror on her face.