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Yue Qinghe left for a while.

Bailong and the young monk were sitting on stone chairs in a gazebo, with one or two monks passing by from time to time.

The little monk had a round face and was sitting upright on the chair, but his eyes couldn't help but drift towards Bai Long.In this remote ancient temple, they don't see many outsiders for a year, and the little monk is young, so his curiosity is unavoidable.

"May I ask the benefactor... your name?" The little monk finally asked a word until his face turned red.

"My name is Bailong."

Before the little monk had time to comment on this cool name, Yue Qinghe had already appeared in front of the two of them again with a gratified smile on his face.

"Master said he can heal you, so go into the inner hall with me to see him." Yue Qinghe said, motioning the little monk to help him up Bailong, and lead him from the back door of the side hall to the inner hall.

The little monk was inconvenient to enter the inner hall for no reason, so he sent the two to the door, clapped his hands together and said "Amitabha" before leaving.

"Your master...what will happen if I wait? What kind of medical method is it?" Bai Long asked as he walked.

He was dragged away from the hospital by Yue Qinghe and came to an ancient temple in such a daze. To be honest, he was still flustered and had no idea.

"I'm not sure." Yue Qinghe said, "It's just that he has excellent medical skills. Since he agrees to treat you, you will be cured."

They opened the door and walked into the inner hall, and what they saw was a simple meditation room.

The room is small, surrounded by faint incense, and in the dim space, an old monk can be seen sitting cross-legged on a tufted cattail.

Yue Qinghe knelt down, sat on his buttocks on his ankles, clasped his hands together and called out Master.

Bai Long also wanted to do the same, but just as he was about to kneel, the pain from his back made him frown.

"Excuse me." Monk Daozhen's old voice was full of power, he raised his head and pointed to the couch beside him, "Qinghe, take him to sit on the couch."

Bailong endured the pain and sat down, while the monk Daozhen on the tuanpu stood up and walked towards him.

The old monk didn't say anything more, walked to Bailong's side, and put his arms on his shoulders.

Bailong was a little nervous, he had never experienced this kind of place and occasion before.Facing the majestic old monk, he didn't know how to deal with it at all, so he could only helplessly ask Yue Qinghe for help.

Yue Qinghe also didn't speak, but gave the other party a firm look, and nodded to reassure him.

"Qinghe has already told me about your situation. This kind of injury can't be healed in general hospitals. If it is here, it will take about [-] to [-] days to recover. The process is uncomfortable, and the donor can bear it?" Monk Daozhen asked Bailong , while pressing from top to bottom along Bailong's spine with his hands, feeling his muscles, bones and meridians.

"Yes." Bailong nodded.

"The thoracic and caudal vertebrae are dislocated, and there is an internal injury." After the palpation, the monk Daozhen explained to the two of them, opened the side cabinet drawer, searched and said to Bailong: "I will take the pot for you first, and then there will be internal injuries The part of the body will be revealed, and the blood will be drained to adjust the bone."

Bailong seemed to understand, but could only look at Yue Qinghe.

The latter walked up to him and said softly: "The purpose of taking the can is to find the injury. After you find it, you will put on the cup. It will hurt. You have to bear it. I will stay here with you."

Monk Daozhen took the utensils and walked back to the couch. He asked Bailong to take off his coat, and after applying medicine to Bailong's back, he put the vacuum tank on.

Bailong didn't expect that taking the jar would be so painful, the place where the jar passed was like being branded with a hot iron.

He closed his eyes in pain, clenched his teeth and tried not to scream.

After walking the pot, Bailong was already sweating from the pain, his palms were pinched with red marks by his fingernails.I just hoped that it would end like this in my heart, but I didn't expect that the real suffering began when the cupping pot was put on my body.

The space was quite quiet. Monk Daozhen sat back on the ground to meditate after serving the pot for Bailong. Bailong gritted his teeth and couldn't say a word, while Yue Qinghe sat beside him quietly to accompany him.

About two hours later, monk Daozhen stood up again.At this time, a large piece of black blood had been sucked out of the jar on the white dragon's back, and it looked quite terrifying.

Monk Daozhen took down the jar containing the dirty blood and put a plaster on Bailong.Bailong was numb from the pain, he felt that as long as he was in a daze, he could pass out at any time.

After the medicine was applied, the monk Daozhen helped Bailong fix the bones, and finally said: "Today, I will stop here first, and I will need to repeat it a few times before it will be complete."

"Qinghe, take Master Bai to stay here first, and come here every three days from now on."

Yue Qinghe thanked Bailong, and helped the limping Bailong out of the inner hall.

There were many small vacant rooms in the temple, and the two settled down in one of them under the leadership of the young monk.

As soon as the door was closed, Bai Long finally let out a big breath, "I feel like I'm going to die...how can it be so painful?"

"If the blood stasis from internal injuries accumulates in the body, it will become an old injury in the future, which will consume the foundation of the body, and the constitution will become weak after a long time." Yue Qinghe asked Bailong to sit aside, and took care of the hut by himself, "It has been discharged today Black Blood, it shouldn't hurt so much next time."

Bailong watched Yue Qinghe roll up his sleeves, dust off dust and boil water to spread straw mats, he found it very interesting and heartwarming, "Actually, you are not really without relatives, this is your home, right?" he asked.

"The ancient temple is a place for people to practice, and the master is a person who is far away from the world of mortals. They guide me in the direction but can't be called belonging. Since I left the master for more than [-] years, I have only come back two or three times." Yue Qinghe said.

By the time the hut was tidied up, it was already dark.

"You must be hungry if you haven't eaten all day, right?" Yue Qinghe shook Bai Long, who was leaning against the wall and fell asleep, "There is food in the temple, I'll go and get some for you."

"Why don't we go back to Tiandu?" Bailong rubbed his eyes and asked.

"It's too far away, and it's not ideal to go back and forth every three days. Besides, you need to recuperate now. The long journey is not good for your spine, so it's better to stay here temporarily." Yue Qinghe said.

Bai Long nodded to express his understanding.

Don't know if it's his delusion or fact, Bailong vaguely felt that Yue Qinghe seemed very happy that the two of them could live together in this hut.

After a while, Yue Qinghe came back with a bamboo basket, which contained steamed buns and a few dishes of pickled vegetables, "The food in the temple is relatively simple, so let's just order it first. I will go back to Tiandu tomorrow to bring some clothes and food for the two of us." Daily necessities, buy some food by the way.”

Bailong sat on the small stool next to the low table with his back leaning crookedly, and suddenly laughed, "I never thought that one day I could experience the life of being a monk. It feels so magical and fun."

"The life of a monk is not so easy and comfortable." Yue Qinghe said disapprovingly, "Hurry up and eat."

The work and rest in the temple are very regular. After dark, only the sound of monks chanting sutras is heard.After the sound of the static panel finished, the whole temple was so quiet that only the night wind was blowing.

Yue Qinghe helped Bailong change the medicine, and the two of them followed the monks' schedule and prepared for bed.

Each of them had a straw mat, and at Yue Qinghe's insistence, Bailong slept on the couch while he himself dragged a long mat and spread the straw mat on it.

The injury on Bailong's back was aching, and he couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning, and Yue Qinghe was lying two steps away from him, so he couldn't let himself waste such a good time.

"Qinghe?" Bailong called softly, the room was pitch black and he couldn't see whether Yue Qinghe was asleep or not.

"Huh?" The other party responded.

"I can't sleep, can you chat with me?" Bailong asked facing the ceiling.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know either...you can ask me any questions you want."

Yue Qinghe was a little surprised. In the past, Bailong kept asking him various questions, but now he is finally willing to talk about himself.

After thinking for a while, Yue Qinghe said, "Apart from painting, what else do you like?"

"I like... I like working." Bai Long thought it was funny after he said it himself, and after thinking for a while, he said, "I like traveling. I always hope that one day, I can seriously travel around the world."

"Alone?"

"It's okay to be alone, but of course it's better to have someone to accompany you."

"Traveling is good, and I like traveling too."

"Ok......"

"You said before that I was your only friend, why?" Yue Qinghe suddenly remembered the words that once made his heart tremble.

"There's no reason, it's a fact." What kind of question is this?

"I mean why don't you have other friends? In your life, you should be able to meet many different people. You are so kind, how can you be alone all the time?" Yue Qinghe asked.

"Kindness? It's been a long time since no one said that." Bai Long sighed with a smile, "I don't have any friends, probably because I have a bad personality. New acquaintances can still say a few polite words with memorized scenes, But if you take it one step closer, it won’t work. I don’t know how to chat, and everyone feels tired talking to me, so naturally no one wants to find me as time goes by.”

"When you were in the company, the people in the group treated you fairly friendly, so don't they get close to you?" Yue Qinghe asked again.

"I don't know, they seem to be a little afraid of me. It's okay to talk about business or joking, but they don't have much contact with me in private." Bai Long said, "Maybe I'm really difficult to get along with."

"I don't think so." Although Yue Qinghe didn't have much tone in his words, Bailong could feel that he was speaking from the heart.

"That's why I said you are my only friend." Bailong smiled in the dark.

The two didn't talk for a long time, and the space fell into silence unconsciously.Not because there was nothing to say, but because Bailong fell asleep in a daze not long after.

In fact, he suffered too much stimulation today and was running around. The injuries and healings both took a toll on his vitality.

The next morning, Yue Qinghe went back to Tiandu to get daily necessities.When he returned to the ancient temple, Bailong had already woken up, but he was still curled up on the couch.

"It hurts when you move." Bai Long complained with a bitter face.

"Can you get up to eat? Do you still need me to feed you?" Yue Qinghe put down the rice basket that he brought from the kitchen when he came back just now.

"Ah, no...no need." Upon hearing this, Bai Long struggled to sit up in a hurry, "What can I eat?"

"The porridge was cooked in the temple and it was still hot. There is a market nearby. I bought meat and cooked it later. You will not be healed if you are injured." Yue Qinghe opened the large suitcase he dragged in. Clothes and other things only took up Less than half, the rest is all fresh vegetables and meat.

"I also got your drawing board from your house, I thought you might be bored here," he added.

Bailong wanted to marvel at Yue Qinghe's carefulness and thank him for his thoughtfulness, so he wanted to say too much but didn't know where to start. He was dumbfounded for a long time and finally said: "Thank you... I suddenly feel that you are so grateful. It’s okay to be injured.”

Near noon, Yue Qinghe brought a pot from somewhere, and set up a fire at the door of the hut to cook soup.Bailong limped out while leaning on the wall, and couldn't help laughing again.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that the dignified and elegant Teacher Yue is squatting here and cooking with firewood." Bai Long put his head on top of the pot, "Wow, it's chicken soup. But... we are in Eating meat in a monastery feels really sinful."

Yue Qinghe smiled and said nothing, moved aside and let Bailong sit beside him, "There is a fire here, it's very warm."

After the soup was cooked, Yue Qinghe filled a bowl full for Bailong, and gave him the whole chicken leg, while he himself only scooped up a few spoonfuls of soup and added it to the morning porridge and Yihe.

"I don't like meat." Seeing Bailong staring at the bowl in his hand, Yue Qinghe automatically explained.

"I know, you said it." Bai Long said, "But can you be full like this?"

"If I'm not full, I can eat something else." Yue Qinghe said.

"What are you eating? That big bag of candy?" Bai Long asked. He saw a bag in Yue Qinghe's big box earlier, which contained peanut candy, sesame candy, haw jelly...all kinds of ancient sweets At a glance, Bailong knew that it must have been bought by Yue Qinghe in the market.

Yue Qinghe glanced at Bailong guilty, then coughed, and said seriously: "If you want to eat, I can share it with you."