Dog Song's house wasn't very big. Once he left the corridor, he would be outside. After walking seven or eight steps, Third Brother realized that the light had faded and darkness had come upon him. All sorts of cries could be heard. Then, someone ran over and hugged him, crying loudly. Someone wanted to take his father away from his arms.
At that moment, he finally snapped out of his daze and shouted, "Don't touch my dad!"
Then, Third Brother fainted on the spot.
However, although he was unconscious, his hands were like pincers as he hugged the elder in his arms tightly. Everyone spent a lot of effort to get the elder out of Third Brother's arms and placed him in someone else's house.
As for Third Brother, he was brought to the side by a doctor who rushed over. When he was stripped naked for a checkup, everyone was stunned!
"How is this possible?" The doctors looked at Third Brother's perfectly fine body in astonishment!
By the side, Song Xianhe was stunned as well. With such a huge fire, even an elephant would be covered in wounds if it rushed in, much less a person. Third Brother was perfectly fine? How … How was this possible?
After the doctors checked Third Brother and the elder's bodies and confirmed that they were fine, all of them left in amazement. They left Song Xianhe alone in the house to take care of Third Brother and his father.
Song Xianhe sat there and looked at Third Brother and his father. He rubbed his head and mumbled. "What's going on? Is it Second Brother? "
"Amitabha!" At that moment, a Buddhist proclamation sounded behind him.
Song Xianhe stood up abruptly when he heard that. When he saw that it was Fangzheng, he immediately heaved a sigh of relief and nodded slightly. "So it's Abbot Fangzheng. Please have a seat."
Fangzheng nodded. "Patron, This Penniless Monk is here to treat your father. Is it convenient now? "
Upon hearing that Fangzheng was here to treat his father, Song Xianhe immediately beamed. He hurriedly said, "Of course. Thank you, Abbot Fangzheng."
Fangzheng nodded slightly and walked in front of the elder. "Patron, please leave first. This Penniless Monk doesn't like people watching by the side when treating patients."
Song Xianhe was a little hesitant, but he still left.
The moment Song Xianhe left, Fangzheng began taking action. The elder's physical condition was very complicated. He seemed to have suffered a heavy blow that injured his head, causing him to be unconscious like a vegetable. This was definitely a difficult problem for many doctors. However, it was not difficult for Fangzheng.
Fangzheng condensed his Qi into a needle. This time, he did not directly use the needle to stab the old man. Instead, he pressed down on the back of the old man's neck with one hand and guided his Qi into the old man's body. Then, it flowed along the blood vessels until it reached the blockage in the old man's brain. Fangzheng held his breath and focused. He gathered his Qi into a needle and immediately cleared the blockage! With a wave of his hand, he released his Qi and fused it into the walls of his blood vessels, repairing and nourishing the walls of his blood vessels that had not flowed for a long time until they looked like new blood vessels. After that, he continued forward.
There were a total of three blockages in the elder's head. Fangzheng spent about three hours clearing all three blockages. Furthermore, he used Buddhistic medicine Spirit Qi to nourish the elder's blood vessels for a while. After ensuring that everything was fine, he retracted the Buddhistic medicine Spirit Qi.
After doing all of this, Fangzheng nodded slightly and left.
Upon seeing Fangzheng come out, Song Xianhe immediately came over and asked, "Master, where's my dad?"
Fangzheng smiled. "I will naturally wake up tomorrow."
Song Xianhe was delighted when he heard that. Following that, he turned solemn and bowed at Fangzheng. At the same time, he said, "Abbot Fangzheng, words cannot express our gratitude for your kindness. In the future, if you have any instructions, we brothers will not hesitate to go through fire and water!"
Fangzheng smiled when he heard that. He patted Song Xianhe on the shoulder and said, "Patron, if you really have the heart, why don't you turn back and take a look?"
Song Xianhe was taken aback. He didn't understand what Fangzheng was saying.
Fangzheng shook his head and slowly left. As he walked, he said, "The sea of bitterness knows no bounds. Repent and you will be saved. Patron, you are on the way to hell. Whether you turn back or not depends on a single thought."
Song Xianhe trembled when he heard that. He opened his mouth, wishing to say something, but he ultimately held back. However, he was still puzzled. "What does this monk know?"
Thinking back to how Fangzheng knew Xizi and company like the back of his hand, his heart sank. Could it be that Fangzheng knew everything? But how was that possible?
After returning to the room, Song Xianhe's father hadn't woken up, but Third Brother had woken up first. The moment he woke up, he flailed his arms and shouted. "Don't touch my dad! If you want to die, let me die! "
Song Xianhe hurriedly held him down to prevent him from waking up his father. He shouted Third Brother's name twice before Third Brother snapped to his senses.
When Third Brother saw Song Xianhe, he looked around before looking at his perfectly fine father lying on the stove bed. He grinned and said with a smile, "So it was a dream … Brother, I had a dream just now. The house was on fire …"
Dong!
Song Xianhe raised his hand and struck him. He glared at him and said, "Dream my ass! Have you forgotten how you threw me out and snatched my down jacket? Nice, you have grown up. You don't even listen to me anymore! "
Third Brother immediately trembled when he heard that. He said nervously, "It wasn't a dream?"
"Of course!" Song Xianhe reprimanded him.
Third Brother hurriedly lowered his head to check his body, especially his crotch. When he realized that all the parts were intact, he grinned. "How … How is this possible?"
"It's indeed strange. Be honest. What did you do in the fire? Why wasn't a single hair burned? "Song Xianhe asked.
Third Brother wore a blank look as well, but he immediately snapped to his senses and shouted. "I met Buddha!"
Dong!
Song Xianhe didn't even think as he raised his hand and struck him! He reprimanded him. "Don't speak nonsense!"
Third Brother said aggrievedly, "Brother, I really met Buddha! I was about to be burned to death and felt like I wouldn't be able to come out. But the flames suddenly parted and Buddha walked out of the flames. Then, Buddha asked me a few questions and brought me out. Otherwise, how could I not be injured at all since I'm not a god? Heh heh heh … I really wasn't injured at all. I thought that this time, my big guy would also become a roasted hairy egg and couldn't be used anymore, hehe … "
Third Brother looked at the thing between his crotch in delight.
Song Xianhe rolled his eyes at him and fell into deep thought. He knew his brother very well. Third Brother wouldn't lie to him. If he said that he met Buddha, then there was an 80% chance … Regardless of whether it was ridiculous or not, this seemed to be the only explanation!
Following that, Song Xianhe asked Third Brother about the details of Buddha. It was flawless and his answers were perfect. Song Xianhe believed that with Third Brother's brain, there was no way he could come up with such a perfect lie! The only answer was that it was true!
But how was that possible?
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