The Yong'an Temple has a flood of victims, and the seriously ill people have been lined up from inside the temple to outside the temple, blocking more than 100 layers of bluestone steps.

When Lu Ao arrived again, he saw that the temple was even more crowded, and someone set up a table to give the victims rice porridge.

He frowned slightly, a little surprised, because many people have been hungry for a long time since the frost disaster, and there has been no measures taken by the officials in the capital.

How could anyone kindly give out porridge now?

He inquired a little.

And Suxi learned a short story about the plot, and it turned out-

[The person who is giving porridge with kindness is a person named Zhong Ganping.]

[Zhong Ganping: Managing silk, agricultural products, inns, etc. in Beijing, and owns fertile land in Wanqing. He is considered a well-known little person. The wealthy businessman in Beijing is ranked tenth.]

[He finally got old and cherished his two-year-old son very much. But just a few days ago, his baby son was infected with an incurable cold. He spent his time asking the best doctor to come and see him, but he could not treat him! He was anxious and heartbroken and turned white overnight! While preparing the coffin for his youngest son, he really couldn't stand the result, so he asked his family to come to Yong'an Temple to give these ordinary people some porridge, hoping to accumulate virtue and pray for blessings.]

Su Xi felt from the intuition of playing games that the key to this Zhong Ganping should be, otherwise the name should be Merchant A.

Just as Zaizi finished inquiring and thinking for a while, he walked to the presidency of the Yong'an Temple and borrowed the stove for boiling medicine from him, Su Xi found this man named Zhong Ganping in the scene.

Sure enough, he found him in the temple. He was kneeling down and bowing heavily in a quiet room in the temple. Next to him was a middle-aged woman wearing a yellow cloak, constantly wiping her tears and copying scriptures in her hand.

The couple is praying for their youngest son who has been ill for a long time.

Zhong Ganping said with tears in his eyes: "Blessed by Bodhisattva, I, Zhong Ganping, have lived for most of my life and have never done anything wrong. I finally had just one son! If he couldn't save him, my husband and wife might have followed him! Please open your eyes and must have passed this gate of hell!"

When Su Xi saw his plea popping up on the screen, he suddenly had an idea and had an idea.

She pressed her finger onto the screen and moved.

I saw that Guanyin Bodhisattva in front of Zhong Ganping moved slightly.

Zhong Ganping suddenly widened his eyes, wondering if he had hallucinations. He looked into the quiet room again, only he and his wife were staying here, and the doors and windows were not open. It could not be the wind, this, this...

He wiped his eyes and looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva again.

But, just see, just see—

This Guanyin Bodhisattva moved in front of him again!

No, he read it right, it was not an illusion, the Bodhisattva really moved!!!

People who have never read books in the folk believe in ghosts and gods. What's more, now that Zhong Ganping's son is terminally ill and dying, he has already longed for the Bodhisattva to be so obsessed with the evil spirit!

"The Bodhisattva appears?!"

Zhong Ganping immediately jumped up in surprise and joy, but was afraid of disturbing Guanyin Bodhisattva, so he quickly "puzzled" and knelt down heavily.

This kneeling almost shocked Su Xi. The businessman was also extremely hard and bleeding from his knees!

He kowtowed three very loud heads in a row and said bitterly: "Bodhisattva, I beg you to bless my son!"

Zhong Ganping's wife didn't know what had happened, and looked at him in horror, thinking that he had lost his heart and was crazy.

But Zhong Ganping quickly pulled her to kneel, and was so excited that he burst into tears: "Since the Bodhisattva has already appeared, please give me a commander, how can I save my son!"

Su Xi was about to think about how to guide this clue to the baby, but he found that there seemed to be a conflict in the temple, and some bubbles kept popping up.

She didn't care about Guan Zhong Ganping and quickly switched the interface.

I saw that the baby had already boiled the soup with the stove borrowed from the host. The firewood here was too choking. His white bun face was stained, and there were a few dusts of dust. His clothes were also squeezed into a mess because there were too many patients in the temple.

But none of the match patients around him took his medicine, but stared at him with suspicion and distrust.

"Young man, you said your medicine is miraculous for treating wind and cold, but how can you prove it? What if you drink it to death?"

"Is it another liar?!"

The monk who swept the floor in the temple also advised: "Yes, boy, don't join in the fun. There are many patients here. Let's go home quickly before being infected."

A middle-aged man coughed angrily said, "If a scammer comes to cheat, I will report it to the official!"

Su Xi did not expect that this task was not a simple matter. These simple drawings of the common people and their own vigilance and refused to drink the medicine of the baby easily.

She was trying to figure out a way to push the plot, and when she saw that the baby looked around the people, picked up a bowl of medicine, raised her head and drank it, put down the bowl, and said to these people: "If I drink it first, do you still think it's poisonous?"

After the baby did this, the people opened their eyes wide in surprise and their attitude changed slightly.

However, there are already three doctors invited by Lord Zhong Gan Pingzhong in the temple to treat everyone for free. Although the medicines taken by most seriously ill people from those doctors did not work at all, those three were serious doctors at all!

And this young man in black cloak looks only in his teenage years old. He suddenly said that he had a life-saving medicine. Who would believe it?

I'm afraid that some kid from some family sneaked out to tease people, so I picked up some black blocks of soil to soak them into water, fooling people to drink them and make pranks?!

The doctors also felt that they had their signs smashed and had no face. They ordered the people around them to come and drive them away: "Where are you from? Go away quickly, don't get in the way!"

One of them pushed Lu Huan.

Su Xi was a little angry at seeing it. You are still so ungrateful. She was about to push the man to the little girl's hand and spread it apart. The little girl had already taken a step ahead of her, took a step back, and coldly twisted the man's wrist away.

The man never expected that a little boy would be extremely powerful, rub his wrist and was startled.

Lu Huan let go of his hand, his voice was cold, and he said to those people: "There is still a bowl of medicine here, but someone is willing to try it. Wait the next day to see if it is completely cured as I said."

After he said this, some people in the crowd hesitated. Anyway, it’s like this, it’s better to treat dead horses as living horses—

Even if this young man just takes some medicine to fool people, can it be worse than the current situation of being terminally ill?

So, a young man with a pale face and thin skin and coughing stood up and said to Lu Huan: "Can I...Is it a try?"

Lu Huan handed him the medicine.

He took the bowl, divided it into several sips, and drank it nervously.

After drinking it, I didn't feel anything for a moment. I was still coughing violently, and even coughing up blood. A bunch of people around me who were half curious and half disdainful, and I was disappointed and left in scattered, cursing: "I knew this child was fooling people, and there were still people who believed it?"

Lu Huan had expected that such a thing would happen, so there was no emotion on his face under the black veil hat. He had only boiled two doses of medicine, and after the young man drank it, he packed up his bag and left.

When Su Xi saw him leaving, he quickly switched the interface and followed him back. Before switching the interface, he looked at Zhong Ganping, who was still kowtowing wildly in the quiet room.

Su Xi:...I'm sorry, the rich businessman Lao Ten.

...

Lu Huan went back that night, and the notes were still lying quietly on the table, but he knew that it was about the time for the person to appear, so he was not anxious.

At night, he found a piece of wood, leaned against the head of the bed, and began to carve something. The candlelight swayed under the eaves, falling through the window on his face, covering a light layer of light. He looked very focused.

Su Xi was a little curious about what he was carving.

Because everything that Zaizi did before, including carrying water and farming and purchasing on the street, was all for a livelihood. This was the first time Su Xi saw him doing something irrelevant and even seemed a little leisurely and elegant.

Although the little kid is not very good at needlework, he is very flexible in carving. His little hand holding a sharp knife flies up and down, and soon some wood chips are piled on the ground beside the bed.

Although I couldn't see what the little girl was carving for the time being, Su Xi still looked at it with relish and couldn't help but go to the refrigerator to get a can of fat cola water and a pack of potato chips and continue watching.

It was very late in the game. When I saw the little girl finally put down the carved wooden pillars, turned off the lamps and went to bed, Su Xi exchanged some medicine from the mall and placed it on his desk.

There are all kinds of medicines in the mall.

Su Xi looked at it and treated the plague, arrow wounds, and smallpox, but the medicine is a little more expensive than other products. Wind and cold medicine is 20 gold coins per pack, which is only 20 cents per pack.

Since Suxi's money, his wallet has shrunk rapidly, but fortunately, when he was doing tasks recently, the gold coins given in the system have been given in several hundred yuan.

So she exchanged fifty packs of medicine and stacked them neatly on the table.

Moreover, after hesitating, she took the note away. It would be a pity not to take it away. The handwriting of the baby is so beautiful.

It was still the same, buried in the secret base in the previous bamboo forest.

I did these things when the little girl fell asleep. It was also at night in Suxi. My mother came to urge her to go to bed. She yawned and went off the line to go to bed for the time being.

Before going to bed, she was still thinking about cooking, but Su Xi herself couldn't cook, so the birthday noodles she made last time were exchanged directly from the mall.

But this time, she planned to make a special dish after thinking carefully.

After all, according to the nature of this game, different dishes may trigger different key plots.

...

But the next day, the Yong'an Temple was in an uproar!

The young man who drank the teenager's medicine yesterday was named Chang Gongwu. He was originally coming to the capital to find some livelihood, but unexpectedly he was infected with the cold and was driven out by the inn owner. Therefore, he had to live in Yong'an Temple and rely on support for his life.

He was poor and had no money to see a doctor. He could be said to be waiting to die, but who expected that the night passed and his cold was all cured!

Not only did the feeling of being heavy and light feet relieved, but the coughing was no longer possible, and the whole person became several times more energetic!

The doctor in Yong'an Temple was extremely shocked and took his lower pulse for him, and was sure that he had indeed recovered suddenly overnight!

Changgong Wu was so grateful that he almost fainted in the temple. He thought he was going to die sooner or later, so he drank the mysterious boy's medicine, but he never expected that the medicine was really a magical medicine!

Many people in Yong'an Temple saw yesterday's scene with their own eyes, and were shocked for a moment.

In addition, the people who did not take the bowl of medicine yesterday regretted that their livers were in pain because they suspected the boy.

Some of them are seriously ill and some are mild.

It was better to be mildly ill. I felt that I still had a chance to meet the boy again and ask for another bowl of magic medicine. But my serious illness looked like I was so angry that I didn't know when I would return to the west. I regretted that my eyelids were rolling up and I almost fainted!

This incident spread quickly in the Yong'an Temple.

Hundreds of refugees knew about this.
To be continued...