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"Brother"

"Brother"

The childish shout came from afar.

Not long after,

He saw a small man,

Wearing a rose-purple mandarin jacket, roundly crossing the threshold,

He arrived in front of He Shen.

He Lin was born with dystocia. His body was weak since he was young, and he didn't get better even after a few years of recuperation. His small face was white all day, and he looked extremely pitiful.

"Go up the mountain,

Up the mountain. "He Lin shook He Shen's sleeve.

Today was He Lin's birthday,

And also their mother's death anniversary. According to tradition, they had to go up the mountain to pay respects to their mother.

Their mother died because of dystocia,

She was not allowed to enter the ancestral grave, so she was placed on the back mountain of a Taoist temple.

He Shen lamented the strictness of the various etiquette systems in ancient times,

But he was also glad that,

Because of this,

It was more convenient for them to pay respects to their mother.

He Shen and his brother were like invisible people in the mansion,

No one paid attention to them when they went in and out.

The gatekeeper watched the two brothers go out hand in hand and even yawned. He thought to himself,

If they were lost outside,

It would also be a good thing.

The chill in the mountains was bone-chilling.

However, He Shen and He Lin were both physically hot,

And they were dressed roundly,

But they didn't feel the coldness at all.

But other people were not like this.

Following He Shen and his brother was a soft sedan carried by a few strong men. The strong men were dressed thinly, and the people in the soft sedan didn't seem to be much better. He Shen could hear the sound of them gasping from the cold.

Vaguely, a young voice could be heard saying something.

There was a child in the soft sedan.

He Shen looked at He Lin, who was climbing up in front of him, and his heart suddenly softened.

"He Lin, where's the handwarmer hidden in your sleeve?"

"It's here, it's here."

He Lin took it out with difficulty and raised his hand to stuff it into He Shen's arms. "Brother, is Brother cold?"

"Do you see the sedan behind us?"

"Oh."

"Give this to them. There might be a child even younger than you in the sedan chair."

He Lin had never doubted He Shen's words. He hugged the hand warmer and ran to the sedan chair in the blink of an eye.

He Lin was born with red lips and white teeth, his attire was pleasing to the eye. The men carrying the palanquin did not stop him, they all stopped walking.

The curtain of the sedan was quickly lifted.

He Lin pushed the hand warmer forward without saying anything.

The one who lifted the curtain was a man with a dignified expression. When he lowered his head, he saw the steam rising from the stove.

"What are you doing?" The man was stunned.

He Lin could only turn his head to look at He Shen. "My elder brother asked me to bring it to you. He said that you have a baby here who is younger than me." After saying that, He Lin added, "My elder brother was afraid that you would be cold."

The man was slightly startled again, but he immediately put away his dignified expression and smiled. "Thank you, my two young friends."

After saying that, he carefully took the hand warmer. Then, he turned his body slightly and stuffed the hand warmer into someone's hand.

He Shen was standing not far away. When the man turned his body, he could clearly see the inside of the sedan chair.

There was a young girl sitting inside. She was just a child, about four or five years old. Her face was snow-white, and there was not a trace of blood on her cheeks.

Her eyebrows were distinct, as if someone had used a charcoal pencil to delineate them, little by little.

Her entire person seemed to be made of water. Those who saw her would unconsciously feel their hearts melt into a puddle of water.

The young girl seemed to be aware of He Shen's gaze. She looked over in confusion.

Her hair was combed into two buns, and there were a few strands of hair hanging in front of her forehead. They were slightly swaying in the wind.

Perhaps it was a little itchy. She stared at He Shen for a moment, then couldn't help but squint her eyes. Her two delicate curved eyebrows also tightly knitted together.

He Shen felt as if his heart was being kneaded by a pair of hands.

He didn't know where she came from to raise such an adorable young girl.

On the other side, He Lin had finished what He Shen had asked him to do. He quickly turned around and came back.

The man naturally knew who he owed this favor to. He turned his gaze to He Shen and said, "Thank you very much."

The man seemed to be rushing up the mountain. There was a trace of anxiety between his eyebrows. He Shen didn't exchange pleasantries with him. He nodded slightly, then held He Lin's hand and retreated to the side, letting them pass first.

The soft sedan chair gradually disappeared from their sight.

He Shen and He Lin also took another path.

After they paid their respects to their mother, the two of them continued to go up. After less than an hour, a Daoist temple full of smoke and fire appeared in front of them.

He Shen saw that the soft sedan chair was also parked outside the door.

It was winter, but the Daoist temple was not deserted. On the contrary, it was very lively.

This was because the Daoist temple was very efficacious. Nine out of ten people who came to make a wish would get their wish.

There was also a Xuan Tong Daozhang in the Daoist temple. He was very proficient in the art of medicine and was very famous. Countless people came to ask for medicine because of his fame. Therefore, this Daoist temple never lacked incense.

"Young master," a Little Taoist greeted him with great joy, "Young master, please.

Daoist priest, he … "At this point, the Little Taoist's voice stopped abruptly. He smiled awkwardly and said," Just now, a person came and blocked Daoist priest's way. "

The Little Taoist sighed as he spoke.

However, he didn't stop walking. He led He Shen and He Lin straight to a small courtyard.

This was Xuan Tong Daozhang's residence.

He Shen glanced around and saw a few people waiting in the courtyard. There were both young and old. They were all looking at the door in front of them and didn't dare to make any noise.

The Little Taoist went forward and knocked on the door, "Young master, you're here."

The door, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened.

Although the others were envious, jealous, and hateful, they knew the rules. They weren't angry and didn't make any noise.

He Shen left He Lin outside and asked the Little Taoist to look after him. Then, he went into the side room.

There was already someone sitting in front of Xuan Tong Daozhang in the side room.

It must be the person who blocked Daoist priest according to the Little Taoist.

He Shen walked around the screen and walked out of the room in a relaxed manner.

The person who was talking to Xuan Tong Daozhang instinctively turned his head when he heard the sound.

"It's you," the man was surprised, but then he smiled, "It's fate. Thank you so much for what you did on the mountainside."

Although the man was smiling, the anxiety between his eyebrows didn't disappear.

Obviously, he also came to ask for medicine. Moreover, he didn't manage to get it.

He Shen's gaze swept past him and fell on the little girl who was sitting on his knees.

The little girl glanced at He Shen, but then she turned her head away embarrassedly.

The stove was lit in the room, so it was very warm. The little girl's cheeks finally showed some color.

It was like a piece of white snow that was finally dyed a little red.

It was very eye-catching.

"Young master." At this moment, Xuan Tong Daozhang stood up and bowed in front of He Shen.

He Shen was only nine years old. Although he wasn't short, he still looked very young in front of an adult man.

Daoist Xuan Tong actually bowed to him, which made him look a little strange.

The man couldn't help but take another look at He Shen.

He Shen asked, "Master, are you here to ask for medicine?"

The man opened his mouth to speak, but Xuan Tong Daozhang spoke first, "Yes."

He Shen couldn't help but look at the little girl, "She's sick."

No wonder there was no color on her face.

He Shen suddenly remembered that when He Lin was just born, everyone thought that he would die prematurely. However, he survived until now, and his face finally had some flesh.

Because of He Lin, He Shen couldn't help but feel even more pity for the little girl.

The man shook his head and said, "It's not my daughter.

When she gave birth to my daughter, her foundation was damaged and she has been bedridden for several years. Now, her illness is getting worse. "The man frowned," My daughter is still young. How can she lose her mother? That's why I brought my daughter here to Xuan Tong Daozhang to ask for medicine for her. "

He Shen couldn't help but look at Xuan Tong Daozhang.

Xuan Tong Daozhang suddenly became nervous. He said in a low voice, "It's not that I don't want to treat her, but Madam has been sick for a long time and her illness is getting worse.

I'm not an immortal, so how can I save her? "

As he spoke, Xuan Tong Daozhang glanced at He Shen.

He Shen found it funny.

Xuan Tong Daozhang wanted to earn this money, but he didn't know what to do. Xuan Tong Daozhang was counting on him.

"Daoist Priest, just give us a prescription." The man said in a low voice, and the anxiety between his brows became more intense.

Even the little girl was affected. She frowned again, and her eyes were filled with tears. It seemed that she couldn't bear such a heavy and anxious atmosphere.

"I …" Xuan Tong Daozhang had a bitter expression on his face.

He Shen directly interrupted him, "Do you have the prescription for the medicine that she used to take?"

"Yes, yes." The man quickly took it out and placed it in front of Xuan Tong Daozhang.

He Shen reached out and took it. The man was stunned, but when he saw that Xuan Tong Daozhang didn't say anything, he didn't say anything either.

Moreover, this child had given them a handwarmer before. They still owed him a favor.

He Shen roughly scanned it. "The medicine can be given, but the illness doesn't always come from the body.

Whether the prescription works or not, it depends on the madam herself. "

Xuan Tong Daozhang already said that it was impossible, but this child said that the medicine could be given.

The man glanced at Xuan Tong Daozhang in surprise. The Daoist priest still didn't say anything, but he didn't say that there was no cure.

The man vaguely understood something, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that it was impossible.

The person standing in front of him was still a child.

"Master, why don't you stay for one more day? You can get the medicine tomorrow," He Shen said again.

His voice was still young, but the words that came out of his mouth were inexplicably powerful. It was impossible to doubt or waver his words.

"That's right," Xuan Tong Daozhang said from the side.

Although the man was full of doubts, he finally had an answer. He bowed to Xuan Tong Daozhang and thanked He Shen. Then, he held the little girl's hand and left.

The door quickly closed behind him.

After he left, Xuan Tong Daozhang sighed and said, "This person is very difficult to deal with, but we can't offend him." After he finished speaking, he stared at He Shen and said in surprise, "Young Master can really write the prescription?"

"Yes," He Shen responded in a low voice.