Longdao's skillful skills seem to be not the first time he has stitched a wound for someone. His calmness also made Juechuan feel very at ease. The little monk beside him looked at the way his master was doing, with a curious look on his face, but when he saw so much blood, he was also a little scared in his eyes.

The suture was completed quickly, which only took less than a few minutes. After sprinkling some medicine powder on the wound that had been sutured, it wrapped around Juanchuan. After finishing these, the monk Longdao spoke,

"Okay, donor, don't use this arm in the past few days. It hurts the muscles and bones for a hundred days, let alone such external injuries. It is not a big problem to recover after a while of resting. I won't disturb you, just have a good rest."

After saying that, Monk Longdao stood up and called the Buddha away. Juanchuan thought that a lot of blood had just flowed, his face was still pale. Thanks, he didn't have the strength to say it between his lips. After nodding slightly, Monk Longdao had already taken the monk out of the room.

With a blurred look, Juechuan fell asleep in a dizzy way. When Juechuan woke up again the next morning, it was already bright. If it weren't for the pain in his arms that Juechuan woke up, he might be still sleeping soundly.

After getting up, Juechuan was the only one left in the room. The little girl was no longer in this room. She touched the big side of the pillow and found that three knives were still there. Juechuan felt relieved. She looked at the blood oozing out of her arm and felt that her wound had healed a lot, but the pain was still there.

Just as Juechuan checked his injuries, the door of the room was pushed open, and a little girl with tray in hands walked in. The girl who came in was the girl she saved yesterday.

"It's time to have a meal, Uncle Juechuan..."

“……Uh, OK, thank you…”

Juechuan never regarded himself as an uncle, although he was already in his twenties. In his heart, he had thought of a hero saving the beauty, and was asked to repay him with his body, but the facts were not what he looked like in the story. He was judged as an uncle, and the little girl finally talked to him. The silver bell-like voice was really beautiful.

"Ah, you're finally willing to speak. Can you tell me your name?"

The little girl put down her food, but she still had the vegetarian food from yesterday. Life in the temple is generally very poor. Even if she has money, she will not spend a lot of money on food and drink.

"I...my name is Xiaoyezi..."

The sound of the light just now became a little shy after Juechuan asked a question and became a little shy and started to suck. Juechuan didn't know why, but the girl's background must have a direct relationship with her murder.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have appeared in the car, and it was obvious that the two men had no good ideas about Xiao Yezi. Otherwise, Xiao Yezi wouldn't have tied her hands and feet and put them in a sack.

"Ah, this...this name sounds very nice...you didn't eat it, come and eat it together..."

Xiao Yezi placed the table on the tatami, put the food down and then folded the quilt on the bed. Although Juechuan was weak last night, he didn't remember covering the quilt. It seemed that Xiao Yezi took care of him last night.

Juechuan didn't expect that although Xiao Yezi was dressed in a wealthy manner, she was quite good at taking care of people. So she invited Xiao Yezi to have dinner together.

"Hi! OK..."

When Xiao Yezi heard Juechuan ask her to have dinner together, he quickly responded that the two sat on the table together, but no one spoke until they finished eating everything on the table.

"Juchuan Jun, I'll send these things back to the kitchen first. You can rest here first. The abbot said that you can't move around, it will affect the wound. If you don't take good care of it, you will die... You saved Xiaoyezi, so Xiaoyezi doesn't want you to die so early..."

Either he didn't say anything, and he finished speaking quickly like a cannon, then quickly picked up the tray on the table and snatched the door. Juechuan himself was left with a stunned reaction, what Xiao Yezi said just now.

It must be that the abbot talked to this little girl, so the little girl changed her temperament and spoke to herself. But being able to speak is good, which is much better than not saying a word. And this little girl is indeed very well-behaved, and I really don’t know how those bad guys can deal with such a cute and well-behaved little girl.

After the little girl left, Juechuan slowly hugged her arms and carefully opened the sliding door of the room. Then she sat at the door and happened to see the back of the little Yezi entering the kitchen.

He also saw another group of people, the people who lived next to them. These people were quite large, and the reason for their injury last night was that he did not notice that there were so many people living next to them.

There are more than a dozen people in this trek. There are men and women. Some of them look like some peddlers, while others are dressed in art classes. However, these people are wandering in the country streets, so it is not surprising to gather together.

When Juechuan noticed these people, they also noticed Juechuan. Especially Juechuan had a long sword tied around Juechuan's waist. This is the habit of a samurai who is not healing here, in this unfamiliar environment, Juechuan still carries a knife on his body, and it is also a symbol of rights. If he does not have the right to carry a knife, if he openly holds a long sword, he will be killed by the local management warrior.

Seeing Juechuan looking at them, the group of people was obviously an older man who took the lead in bowing towards Juechuan. The others quickly followed suit, Juechuan smiled helplessly, then sat in place and returned the bow.

After receiving Juechuan's return gift, everyone stopped looking at Juechuan, but Juechuan could still feel that someone's eyes were scrubbing on him. This feeling was like the two people who wanted to kill him yesterday, or it was very similar.

And this Anguo Temple itself is not big and has no power in the suburbs of Kyoto. If these people face their current self, Masakawa feels that he will definitely not live long and will definitely be killed directly by the other party.

So Juechuan shouted to Xiao Yezi, who was squatting at the kitchen door and washing dishes with the little monk.
Chapter completed!