You are my golden finger

Soon, three horse-drawn carriages drove out of the city. One of them naturally carried An An and the other two, and the other two carried kelp, mung beans and brown sugar.

The three children were very thoughtful. One truck loaded with mung beans and kelp was placed at the city gate, and the other was transported to the disaster relief site in the southwest.

The three men asked the guard to unload the things and instructed the person who was originally responsible for boiling the medicine to soak the mung beans, wash and chop the kelp, and prepare for boiling.

After giving clear instructions, they asked two guards to stay behind, and the three of them continued to the disaster relief site in the southwest, where they personally participated in the process of cooking and distributing mung bean soup.

"Hey, Auntie, there's green bean and kelp soup for distribution today. It also has brown sugar in it. It's sweet and delicious. Go get it. It's said to help prevent heat stroke!"

"Really? Is the princess here? She is such a kind-hearted person!"

"It's not the princess, it's a few younger children. I heard they are the princess's brothers and sisters. This family is all good people!"

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There was a lot of discussion, but Xijia, Xinlan and the others naturally didn't know.

The three of them returned to the yard, very excited. An An said to Lin Xijin as if to take credit: "Sister, we transported mung beans and kelp to the resettlement site for disaster victims today, and we cooked them ourselves and distributed them to the victims!"

"Oh, you guys are awesome! Are you tired?" Lin Xijin stroked An An's sweaty hair.

"Sister, our arms are a little sore." The three of them felt a little embarrassed.

"You eat first. I'll go make some medicine for you. You'll be fine after taking a bath and a nap." Lin Xijin knew that although the three children had been practicing martial arts with her, they seldom did physical work. It was inevitable that their arms would be sore after distributing mung bean soup to the victims today.

But she would not stop, because she did not want to raise her children into flowers in a greenhouse that were lazy and ignorant. The purpose of bringing the children out was to let them experience the hardships of life and grow through experience.

After waking up, the three of them regained their vigor and vitality.

"Sister, my hands are no longer sore, and sisters Jia Jia and Lan Lan are also fine. Thank you, sister!" The talkative An An came online and came to report to Lin Xijin again.

"It's good as long as it's not sour!"

"Sister, are we going to cook mung bean soup in the evening?" Xijia asked.

"Are there any more mung beans and kelp that were shipped out this morning? Are there any left in the warehouse?"

"Yes. We cooked 200 kilograms in each place this morning, and there are still 200 kilograms left. The warehouse still has enough." Xin Lan said.

"Then you can continue to boil it. Drinking it twice a day will be more effective."

"Okay, sister. We'll stay at the city gate to distribute it this evening."

The three of them set off happily again.

"There's an action tonight, do you want to join in the fun?" While drinking tea after dinner, Murong Xu leaned close to her ear and said while no one was paying attention.

The slightly tipsy breath burned her ears, like the breeze on a summer afternoon, carrying the red of summer, and making Lin Xijin's heart surge with warmth.

"Okay, let's go take a look together." Lin Xijin also wanted to stay with Murong Xu.

The boundless silence swallowed up the darkness of the summer night, leaving only the distant peaks still revealing their hideousness.

Several figures rushed out from the city wall, speeding towards Jiusong Mountain in the southwest, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Soon they arrived at a temple halfway up the mountain. An Yi made a gesture and jumped over a wall that was not blocked by thorns. In the blink of an eye they arrived at a remote courtyard in the temple.

At this moment, in addition to the chirping of insects in the summer night, there are also subtle moans. The moans are weak and painful, like a thin silk thread that grabs and tightens the tip of a person's heart, making it impossible to break free.

The guards lurking there saw Murong Xu and others coming, revealed their figures, and nodded to everyone.

An Yi stepped forward and kicked open the door of the courtyard, and everyone rushed in quickly. An Yi and others had already found out where the traffickers lived, and quickly took the sleepy prisoners out. The guards outside the door had already brought in several fat monks.

Lin Xijin pushed open the door of the room where the groaning sound came from, and a smell mixed with the stench of blood and mold hit her in the face.

With the dim light of the candle in Murong Xu's hand, Lin Xijin saw a scene inside that was unbearable to look at: in a room that was only big enough for two beds, there were nearly twenty children lying densely on the empty floor. In order to prevent these children from causing trouble, their hands and feet were tied together.

Maybe it's because he hasn't taken a shower or changed clothes for a long time, and his whole body exudes a sour smell.

"Untie them first and let them go out." Lin Xijin ordered.

The same was true not only in this room, but also in the room next to it. A total of 37 children were found in the two rooms.

Four children were in a bad condition, with high fevers. The child whose moaning was heard just now had already fallen into a coma, and if it was any later his life would be in danger.

Lin Xijin rushed to rescue these children, arranged antipyretic injections and antipyretic medicines, and gave each of them a few sips of spiritual spring water. After a busy period, the conditions of these children finally improved.

Lin Xijin examined all the children and gave medicine to those who were sick. These children had been detained for too long and had some problems, so she poured a small bowl of spiritual spring water for them to drink.

After finishing these tasks, the dark curtain of the sky had been drawn back, and at dawn, it was time for the monks to do morning prayers. Murong Xu asked all the monks to gather in the dining hall and bring all the children over, including the four seriously ill children.

This time, several human traffickers and the fat monk were tied together and escorted to the vegetarian temple.

"Check to see if all the monks are present." Murong Xu's handsome face was almost frozen with ice as he gave the order in a stern voice.

"Master, all the monks have gathered." Soon, An Yi reported back.

"The temple is supported by the court and believers, and provides a place for you monks to practice, so that you can settle down, cultivate your mind, accumulate merit, and increase your wisdom. You should be compassionate and help the world and the people, but when disaster strikes, the temple becomes a place that aids and abets evil and harbors filth. Where is Buddhism? Where is the way of heaven?" Murong Xu's words are deafening and thought-provoking.

"Amitabha, I am ashamed! I was careless for a moment and committed such a bad deed." Abbot Huiji put his hands together and bowed his head in shame.

Although the other monks still didn't know the whole story, they knew what they were talking about when they saw the fat monks in charge of the dining hall and the human traffickers. The pitiful appearance of the children made them feel pity. They also put their hands together and chanted "Amitabha".

"You are not allowed to leave the temple until this case is concluded. If anyone knows about this and reports it in time, he or she may be given a lighter sentence. If anyone knows about this and fails to report it, he or she will be punished as the principal offender." Murong Xu continued to exert pressure.

Leaving some guards behind to guard the temple, they drove the temple carriage with the abducted children and escorted the criminals back to Jiuchang Prefecture.