he name of this female ghostAncient people's choices of names often carried rich meanings, unlike the idol drama-style names popular today.Now young parents choose names that are unique and eye-catchi...Doing good deeds is easy to say but hard to do.

First, one must have the ability to do good. Second, one must also have the mindset of being willing to suffer losses.

I saw Mu Wanchen take out a bamboo tube the size of a lipstick from the inner pocket of his close-fitting clothes, and pour out a "pill" from inside.

He asked for a handkerchief and spread it in his hand, then crushed the pill. It split into several pieces, and he picked up a few crumbs with his fingernails. He crouched down and opened Xi Lingzhou's mouth.

Xi Lingzhou was bound all over by spider silk, only her mouth and nose were exposed. The powder was shot into her mouth by Mu Wanchen.

"What kind of medicine is this" I couldn't help but ask.

"...I don't know." Mu Wanchen smiled faintly.

Don't know!

Mu Wanchen doesn't seem like such a frivolous person, he must have been sure he could save Xi Lingzhou before feeding him medicine, right

"Many years ago, Mu Xiaqiao gave me medicine. She was afraid I would die at the time, so this must have been a life-saving remedy for my waist. If it didn't work, she would have taken me back to Lian Long for treatment. That would have been doing everything in our power and accepting fate."

This guy... he's still a little bit of a schemer at heart.

They said it was to save Xi Linzhou, but they didn't even know what the medicine was. Although Xiao Shi Niang gave it to him, it was definitely a good thing, but this also amounted to using Xi Linzhou as a test subject.

“Mu Xiao Qiao Do you know Mu Xiao Qiao” Master Huisqing rushed over and said, “Then it’s easy to say! We are family, family!”

"You're a monk, aren't you"

"Tsk, what this family means is that we don't need to speak in riddles—Mu Xia Qiao, Mu Yun Fan and this old monk are very close, we're sworn brothers!"

"You monk, your words are too erratic. I think you're a phony monk, and you shouldn't be believed entirely."

"Amitabha Buddha, this old monk admires the simplicity and humility of the Taishang Xuanmen, and I also abide by the Buddhist precepts, diligently cultivating myself and not telling lies..."

Master Huiqing's endless chatter made my ears ache.

“Just get to the point, don't beat around the bush!”

The point is, the old monk never pretends.

He said in a serious tone: "Old Monk, I'm not here out of any ulterior motives to relax your vigilance... Old Monk also has some minor cultivation and knows that some people have deep backgrounds, so they won't pry too much."

He said this, his eyes falling on Mu Wanchen.

Mu Wanchen looked back at him, a hint of deep blue in the depths of her eyes.

Through these eyes, I felt as if his gaze pierced through the darkness, even through me, gazing into the void.

Before I could even open my mouth to ask Mu Wanchen what was wrong, Master Huqing explained in a low voice, "To be honest, this old monk came here at the invitation of Mu Xiaoqiao to check on a certain kind of formation. Our car broke down halfway, so we ended up here. This should be close to our destination, right Mu Xiaoqiao should be in one of the nearby cities—"

"She's staying with me, but she should be at the hospital visiting now." I said simply.

Master Huqing was taken aback: "...You two get along well This is really unexpected. I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here."

"Who knows you!"

"Amitabha Buddha, for the sake of Miss Qiao, give this old monk and his disciple a ride! Oh, and by the way, take the wounded to the hospital." Huisqing laughed as he spoke.

Xi Lingzhou's injury definitely couldn't be sent to the hospital. After she ate a tiny bit of medicinal powder, her originally tense body gradually began to relax.

Master Huisqing took off his outer robe and wrapped Xi Lingzhou in it. He carried him down the mountain with his young disciple, leaving the old bachelor who had been stung by Lingzheng unconscious to be tended to by Mu Wanchen inside the house.

He didn't want to leave the village, and we didn't want to take on this trouble, besides, the car wouldn't fit.

I called my little wife, she confirmed that it was the voice of Master Huijing, and then told me to bring Xi Lingzhou back first to see what's going on.

Thankfully, I was the driver. Mu Wanchen sat in the passenger seat, while Master and Disciple Huiqing were in the back row. Xi Lingzhou was tied up like a giant baby and placed between them.

The bloody and putrid smell emanating from Xi Linzhou made me dizzy. I had to open all the windows for ventilation.

A cold wind blew in, and Mu Wanchen couldn't help but say, "You'll catch a cold like this."

"But I'm afraid I'll vomit if I don't open the window."

Master Huqing opened his mouth and said, "Amitabha Buddha, wouldn't you like the old monk to drive"

"No way! I don't want to sit in the back..." I mumbled.

I'd rather grit my teeth and drive all night than sit next to Xi Lingzhou.

Huicheng monk chuckled twice, seemingly not at all disgusted by the smell on Xi Linzhou's body.

It's nothing for him to bear it, but his young apprentice didn't even show any disgust. He honestly sat behind him and even reached out to hold onto Xi Lingzhou.

This upbringing seems quite strict...

He is not a fake monk who just talks about empty scriptures.

Many people claim to be kind, but in reality, it's difficult to put into action because human instinct is to protect themselves. I could help Xi Linzhou, but I can't treat her like an ordinary person.

“I see. As they say, every sip and every drop has its reason. At first, these little witches hid the news of Old Madam Ma’s death, but later, they couldn't keep it in any longer. By then, the internal power transfer was already complete. Xi Lingzhou, as a capable disciple who was favored and knew many secrets, certainly wouldn't end well.” Huiqing said with emotion.

"Did you know Xi Linzhou before" I asked curiously.

"I wouldn't say we know each other, not really familiar. But I've heard about her way of doing things, she's too flamboyant and ruthless, naturally attracting a lot of karmic burdens. You see, even among our own sect, no one would help her... This time, if she somehow survives, who knows if she'll continue to seek revenge"

Hu Qing paused for a moment, then said, "Forget it, I won't say more. My little apprentice is still here, don't let him be afraid to even speak to female donors in the future... Eh, Madam, this old monk sees that you have sharp ears and eyes, clear gaze, a soft voice, and beautiful appearance—"

What the heck My man is sitting right in front of you, are you looking for death

He's still not a fake monk!

Huaisqing, undeterred by the threat, continued to smile and said, "In my opinion, you have a magnanimous heart, are free from petty grievances, possess strong vitality and spirit. You will undoubtedly have great fortune in the future."

Oh…

“Thank you. For a monk, you sure know how to talk! You could easily pick up a pole and tell fortunes with that kind of confidence.” I saw a car passing by on the opposite side, driving without headlights at night. I quickly flashed my high beams to warn them.

The oncoming car was going very fast. The moment our cars met, I suddenly felt a piercing cold wind. Mu Wanchen seemed to feel something was wrong too. We slammed on the brakes and turned back, but there wasn't anything else around.

"...A hearse" Mu Wanchen frowned slightly.

"What! How could I encounter a funeral procession!" I got goosebumps all over.

Just now, the speed was so fast that we couldn't react in time, and the hearse disappeared.

Huiqing monk stroked his chin and said, "Forget it, all things arise from causes and conditions. Since they have disappeared, let's not dwell on it. Let's save people first."

I started the car again. The moment it moved ten meters, Xi Linzhou seemed to be stimulated and suddenly opened his eyes — Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!now that the Yin family has a pair of twin daughters. I'm restless, while my sister is much more quiet and gets along well with people around her, so it's no wonder they mistake me for her.Grandma Zho...