In fact, when Eighth Qiu was taken away by Old Jin, Qiu Baihong had been standing behind another pile of straw watching. Only when she saw that Eighth Qiu was fine did she return. At the same time, she deleted the number on her cell phone that she had been prepared to call at any moment. The system indicated that it was Qiu Jinyu's number.
Upon seeing this, Fangzheng sighed once again. "A dream isn't a dream. It's a dream. Life is like a dream. Even after a thousand years, there will come a day when you wake up."
With that said, Fangzheng slowly got up and came in front of Qiu Baihong. He looked into her eyes and said, "Patron, a dream is ultimately a dream. Since you have woken up, open your eyes and take a look. See what the world outside the dream is like. Is it really as bad as you imagine? "
With that said, Fangzheng reassembled some of the memory fragments and placed them in front of Qiu Baihong.
They were scenes of Eighth Qiu taking care of her bit by bit, from a young age all the way until now! Eighth Qiu's love for her had never changed!
There was also Qiu Jinyu. She was supposed to be the younger sister, but she did what the older sister was supposed to do. She gave her all the good food, gave her all the fun things, and never fought with her. She always smiled and talked to her … It was just that at some point in time, the smile on her face gradually lessened, replaced by pleading, pity, bitterness, and sadness …
Upon seeing the scenes, Qiu Baihong crouched to the ground while holding her chest. Tears streamed down her cheeks.
Fangzheng pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. Patron, take your time to look and think. Once you have thought it through, find This Penniless Monk. This Penniless Monk will send you back. Whether you continue wallowing in the pain of the dream or wake up to embrace happiness is up to you. "
As he spoke, Fangzheng had already turned to leave. He pushed open the monastery's door and vanished behind it.
Time ticked by as the stars changed. It felt like a day had passed, but it also felt like a year.
Qiu Baihong knelt by the door as she watched the memories. She recalled the bits and pieces of her life. She had cried, laughed, and finally …
"Master." A warm greeting sounded from behind.
Fangzheng nodded without turning his head. "Amitabha. Since you have thought it through, leave."
"Leave? How? "Qiu Baihong was stunned.
"Of course, walk. Do you want This Penniless Monk to send you down the mountain?"
Qiu Baihong was speechless. She walked out of the monastery in confusion, but the moment she pushed open the door, a white light flashed before her eyes!
At the same time, Qiu Baihong heard an ear-piercing scream!
This scream scattered all the confusion in her mind. She suddenly came back to her senses and remembered everything in front of her! She widened her eyes as she watched Eighth Qiu pounce over in a bid to block the trident for her! She could even see the anxiety, anger, and a strong desire to protect her in Eighth Qiu's eyes!
But at that moment, Qiu Baihong didn't even think. With a yell, she pushed Eighth Qiu away!
She couldn't dodge the pitchfork that was coming towards her!
Puff!
The steel fork was stabbed into Qiu Baihong's stomach. Qiu Baihong's eyes widened in disbelief before she fainted.
"Master, it seems like you've gone overboard. Someone died," Red Boy said in a low voice.
Fangzheng shot him a glance. "Don't speak if you don't know what to say. I'm still here. She won't die!"
With that said, Fangzheng walked over. And at that moment, the boy who had injured her was dumbfounded as well. He widened his mouth and shouted. "I … I didn't do it on purpose. I was just trying to scare them …"
But the next moment, he was pressed to the ground by a bunch of villagers. Fangzheng walked by and when he passed by, he looked at him and smiled. "Patron, it's good to be young and hot-blooded, but you have to think thrice before you do anything. There won't be a next time."
His words were baffling, and the boy didn't even understand what the monk was saying. The others were dumbfounded as well, thinking, "When did Abbot Fangzheng turn silly? Why didn't I know? "
Fangzheng ignored them as he patted Eighth Qiu on the shoulder. "Patron, it's useless crying here. Why don't you let This Penniless Monk take a look? This Penniless Monk knows some medical skills. "
Upon hearing that, Eighth Qiu subconsciously turned his head. When he saw Fangzheng, he suddenly recalled that Fangzheng was a famous doctor in the country! He was impressive!
Hence, without a word, Eighth Qiu knelt down and kowtowed.
Fangzheng hurriedly helped him up and said, "Patron, it's more important to save her. If you wish to kowtow, why don't we do it in the future?"
Eighth Qiu didn't dare delay when he heard that time was of the essence. He quickly made way.
Fangzheng gestured for Red Boy to chase everyone away. Otherwise, a large group of people would be in a mess and affect the mood.
With everyone dispersed, Fangzheng began taking action. Qiu Baihong's injuries weren't light, but with Fangzheng's Buddhistic medicine Spirit Qi as a needle and thread, the wound was quickly stitched up. However, Fangzheng knew that the thread was ultimately condensed from Qi. The stitching was only temporary emergency treatment. To save Qiu Baihong's life, she had to be sent to the hospital.
This place was very far from the hospital, and Fangzheng's hand couldn't maintain the distance to the hospital. However, Fangzheng wasn't in a rush. This was because there was no need for them to go to the hospital. They could go straight to One Finger Village! There was quite a bit of emergency equipment there, so it was sufficient.
Therefore, Fangzheng told the surrounding people that he needed a car to send Qiu Baihong to One Finger Village. The villagers immediately got a van over. Then, Fangzheng got Eighth Qiu to carry Qiu Baihong and head straight for One Finger Village.
When Qiu Baihong opened her eyes in a daze, she was surprised to see a familiar face with a warm smile.
Qiu Baihong opened her mouth and let out a soft voice. "Second Sister, why are you here? Where's Dad? "
The moment that was said, Qiu Baihong saw Qiu Jinyu's eyes redden. At the same time, there was the sound of something falling to the ground and a choked sob.
Qiu Baihong looked over when she heard that and saw Eighth Qiu sitting to the side. He held a knife in his hand, and there was an apple peel on the knife. Clearly, he had been peeling an apple. At that moment, Eighth Qiu's tears streamed down his face as he choked. "Daughter, you finally call me Dad … You don't call me Eighth … It's been fifteen years! You haven't called me Dad for fifteen years … Boohoo … "
Eighth Qiu was already choking with sobs towards the end.
When Qiu Baihong saw this, she felt her heart ache. She tried her best to say, "Dad, Sister, sorry. It was all my fault …"
"Sis, we're family, so there's no need to be so polite. Let's lead good lives in the future and be happy, "said Qiu Jinyu.
Eighth Qiu nodded as well. "Yes, yes, yes. Lead good lives …"
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