"Open the door...!"

In front of a Buddhist temple, Ouyang Ye shouted loudly, but what made Ouyang Ye bitter was that his loud shout did not attract the attention of the monks inside.

This made Ouyang Ye feel embarrassed, and Changkong laughed a little while, saying, "Old Ou... If you call the monks, they will not pay attention to you, and you will be cruel to these monks."

After saying that, Changkong waved his hand and immediately rushed over to six waiters, holding a piece of wood and hitting it on it. There was a loud bang from the temple gate.

At this time, the monks inside finally knew that there was someone outside.

After two strokes, the gate opened, and a bald head stood out from inside and shouted, "Who are you? Our place is a pure Buddhist place. How dare you hit my temple gate? Be careful I will sue you...!"

Before the monk could finish his words, he saw Changkong shouting, "Crash me..."

To be honest, this shout scared the monk and immediately shook Guangguang's head back. He turned around and ran to the temple, shouting, "Master, no, there are strong people coming, some strong people coming."

Changkong looked at Ouyang Ye and smiled and said, "Old Ou... I've opened the door, it's time for you to get on...!"

Ouyang Ye nodded and smiled, "It's not me, I'm asking for a Longquan Sword..."

After saying that, Ouyang Ye opened the cloth bag behind him. In the cloth bag was Li Zhan's Longquan Sword. This was what Li Zhan asked for, just to prevent any trouble. Ouyang Ye directly pushed the temple door open, held the Longquan Sword in his hand and walked straight into the temple.

At this time, a large number of monks ran out quickly with sticks. Among them, more than a dozen old monks wearing cassocks walked in the middle. When they arrived on the flat ground in the courtyard, the two groups met. The host of the temple here shouted a Buddha's name and was about to ask Ouyang Ye and others who were, how dare they break into the Buddha's pure land.

However, before he could say anything, Ouyang Ye asked Longquan Jian, "Do you know?"

The abbot of the temple had also seen the world. When he saw Longquan Jian, he immediately shouted in horror: "Your Majesty's Longquan Jian..."

Ouyang Ye nodded and said, "It's good to know... We came here because Changsun Sikong is sick and need something from your temple."

"Say... say...!" The abbot of the temple immediately drove the monks holding sticks away and said, "This donor, just say whatever you need. As long as there is one in our temple, I will take it out immediately."

As soon as His Majesty's Longquan Sword came out, the old abbot's attitude changed immediately.

Without wasting time, Ouyang Ye immediately said: "We want shepherd's purse braised, but it requires shepherd's purse braised for more than ten years."

"More than ten years of shepherd's purse braised?" the old abbot said with a puzzled look: "I really don't know about this matter. I must invite the master. He should only know the matter of shepherd's purse braised."

"Okay..." Ouyang Ye said anxiously: "Then please, Changsun Sikong's life is hanging on a thread now, it's really up to you."

The old host nodded and immediately asked the monk to go to find the master. In less than half a cup of tea, the master came. The master brought good news, that is, there was indeed a batch of old shepherd's purse braised rice in the temple. It was made by the previous master and hidden in the deepest part. He forgot that there were such fifty jars.

However, I don’t know how many years it has been, but there are quite a few years.

To be honest, I can't take care of that much anymore. Ouyang Ye looked at Changkong and said, "Now I'm just a dead horse. Now you're moving the shepherd's purse braised here. I'll scoop a pot to send it to Changsun Mansion."

"Okay..." Changkong hurriedly agreed.

Just like that...About dawn, Ouyang Ye came to the front of Changsun Mansion with a pot of shepherd's purse braised pot. Shepherd's purse braised was quickly sent to Li Zhan's hand. Looking at the shepherd's purse braised pot in his hand, to be honest, Li Zhan had no idea.

Li Zhan is not sure whether this shepherd's purse braised meal can save Changsun Wuji, who has only half his life, but now there is no way out, so he can only try it out if he dies.

Li Zhan came directly to Changsun Wuji, and then poured about 500 ml of shepherd's purse braised rice directly into Changsun Wuji's mouth, fortunately, Changsun Wuji had the function of swallowing at this time.

A pot of shepherd's purse braised pot was drunk by Changsun Wuji, and the next time was to wait.

Li Zhan put down the gourd in his hand and looked at Changsun Wuji with a little sadness. At this moment, a voice came from outside: "Zhan'er..."

Li Zhan is very familiar with this voice. It is the voice of Changsun Wuji's wife. Changsun Wuji's wife is not a descendant of a famous family, nor is she a legitimate daughter of a big family. You must know that Changsun Wuji, his sister and his mother defected to his uncle Gao Shilian.

Changsun Wuji's identity is not enough to marry a big family or a descendant of a famous family.

However, even so, the one Changsun Wuji married was very virtuous. The name of this wife is Gao Huilian... She is childhood sweetheart and a very good person.

Every time Li Zhan comes to Changsun Mansion, she will personally make a bowl of soup for Li Zhan, and she also knows Li Zhan’s true identity, and Changsun Wuji has almost nothing to hide from her.

"Auntie..." Knowing that it was Gao Huilian, Li Zhan also shouted to the outside.

"My Zhan'er...!" Li Zhan just shouted, and Gao Huilian's tears fell outside: "You are really your uncle's good nephew, you don't know that when your uncle was said to be a plague by the imperial physician.

The Changsun Anye, who had been with our family, ran away immediately.

Only you... knowing that this is a danger of death, but you still come here to take care of your uncle without hesitation. My Zhan'er, aunt really feels sorry for you, you shouldn't have come."

Listening to his aunt's crying outside, Li Zhan could feel his aunt's sadness. At this time, Li Zhan laughed and said, "Don't worry, aunt... I will definitely save my uncle. Don't cry anymore. Your health is not good at all. If your body is damaged by the sadness, your uncle will scold me when he wakes up."

"Zhan'er..." Gao Huilian shook her head hard outside, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down. As the saying goes, the road is known to the horsepower, and people's hearts will be seen over time. This time, the Changsun Mansion understood what it is to treat them sincerely.

Suddenly... Li Zhan suddenly heard a voice: "Zhan'er...I'm hungry..."

Li Zhan was surprised. When he turned around, Li Zhan actually saw Changsun Wuji opening his eyes. This made Li Zhan, who had originally had red eyes, shouted happily: "Auntie... hurry up... go and cook some millet porridge. My uncle woke up and my uncle said he was hungry."

"What... your uncle is awake?"

Gao Huilian, who had heard this news outside, looked happy. She quickly lifted her skirt and hurriedly went to cook millet porridge.

In the room, Li Zhan came to Changsun Wuji and asked, "Uncle...is it better?"

Changsun Wuji looked at Li Zhan very weakly and said, "It's much better... I thought I was about to die, but who knew that I was still pulled back by you. My uncle owed you a life."

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Chapter completed!