Zombie Bodyguard
Chapter 933 - 930: Chanting Scriptures

Chapter 933: Chapter 930: Chanting Scriptures

The gap between the result and the expectation was too large, which made Liu Weiyuan so unwilling to accept it.

Liao Ping glared at him and lowered his voice, saying, "Shut your mouth, it’s not your place to tell the master what to do."

Liao Ping was already in a bad mood, and his disciple was still chirping on. Was he trying to attract more attention or what? He really had no sense of perception whatsoever, Liao Ping thought very unhappily.

Liao Ping reprimanded Liu Weiyuan, telling him to pack up and leave, then he said to Mr. Yun, "Mr. Yun, I truly lack the skills and knowledge, and can’t cure your ailment."

"Master Liao, you’re too polite. I know my own situation well, and after more than twenty years, I’m afraid there’s little chance of any cure," Mr. Yun replied courteously.

Liao Ping couldn’t say anything more, so he just bowed his head and walked back to his seat. He came with full confidence but left defeated. Sitting on the right, Li Wenrong’s eyes flashed, but no one noticed the change in his expression.

"Yun Hongxi, this situation is almost as I expected. Every so often, renowned doctors gathered by the Yun family will meet, but unfortunately, it’s always a disappointing outcome," Jiang Xiu Ying said with some regret.

"Since the day the Ghost Valley Inheritor left, I knew that things could not be changed. But Yu’er and Xiao Tian were unwilling to give up; everything is just about doing one’s best and accepting destiny," Mr. Yun said calmly.

"Alright, Yun Hongxi, let me go through the diagnosis again. Although each time I diagnose, I have yet to find a good treatment, my lab is continuously researching related medicines. I hope you can hold out until the results come," Jiang Xiu Ying said and then walked up to Mr. Yun.

Lin Tian finally realized that Jiang Xiu Ying did not come to treat Mr. Yun. She had already diagnosed Mr. Yun multiple times but had found no effective plan.

Jiang Xiu Ying reached out to check Mr. Yun’s pulse, and after a while, her face suddenly changed dramatically. She exclaimed, "Old gentleman, you..."

Mr. Yun turned his hand to press on Jiang Xiu Ying’s wrist, stopping her from speaking out. He leaned forward slightly and said softly to Jiang Xiu Ying.

No one else could hear, but Lin Tian heard clearly. The old gentleman distinctly said, "Elder Jiang, because you have been diagnosing me, only you here would detect the changes in my condition. But my worsening condition cannot be spoken of to anyone, including those in the Yun family."

Jiang Xiu Ying’s expression changed repeatedly, and she finally sighed, "Yun Hongxi, why do this..."

"Elder Jiang, has my father’s condition changed?" Yun Haoyu asked anxiously, with Yun Xiaotian also closely watching Jiang Xiu Ying, afraid to hear bad news.

Jiang Xiu Ying adjusted her expression and said, "There are some minor changes, but as long as the previous dosage is increased slightly, it can be resolved."

"You scared me, I thought my father’s condition had worsened." Yun Haoyu sighed with relief, then he bent down and said to the old gentleman, "Dad, I mentioned that master to you before. He also arrived today, perhaps let him have a look. There might be a miracle."

"Alright, if I don’t agree, you won’t be satisfied," Mr. Yun replied.

Hearing that the Yun Family Patriarch had invited a "Master," everyone remembered an elderly monk and a young monk sitting in the hall. But the old master had seemed to enter a meditative state after sitting down, leading everyone to forget about him.

Yun Haoyu personally left the main table and approached the old master and Lin Tian. He addressed the old master, saying, "Mage, please."

The Yun Family Patriarch personally came down to invite him; no renowned doctor present had experienced such a privilege. Previously, they had felt that the elderly monk was too ordinary, yet now it seemed far from simple; otherwise, why would the Yun Family Patriarch come personally with such respect?

The old master opened his eyes, nodded, rose, and proceeded with Fu Xin, accompanied by Yun Haoyu. Instantly, the audience’s attention focused on the old master.

"I appreciate your effort, Master," Mr. Yun said to the old master before him.

"My meeting with Mr. Yun is purely destiny," the old master sparingly said.

"How can I cooperate with you, Master?" Mr. Yun asked.

"Just prepare a wide bench for me that I will use when I meditate later," the old master made a simple request.

"Master, may I ask how you plan to treat him, or if you need any medicines or tools?" Yun Haoyu inquired. Despite the other being a monk, he had to be cautious about the safety of the treatment method, but he asked more tactfully this time.

The old master understood Yun Haoyu’s meaning and nodded, "Mr. Yun need not worry, all I do is chant scriptures, but during my chanting, no one must interrupt."

Just chanting? The expression of the physicians present turned peculiar. They had never heard that chanting could heal someone. Could the old master really be a fraud attempting to deceive them? They recalled Liu Weiyuan had mentioned fraudsters of the Jianghu and had similar thoughts now.

Lin Tian fell into slight contemplation. While he was pondering, a charming voice suddenly sprang from behind.

"Junior Brother Lin, what has got you so entranced in thought?" It was Zi Yan’s voice.

Lin Tian looked up to see Zi Yan already close by. The subtle fragrance she carried wafted over to him, intoxicating his senses. She was truly a captivating little demon.

He composed himself and said, "Senior Sister, I’m not entranced; I am just thinking about the chanting by the old master."

"Oh, do you believe that chanting can heal people?" Zi Yan asked with a cheerful smile.

Lin Tian shook his head, "It’s not about belief. There’s an account in the Buddhist scripture where the Buddha once encountered a person who had just died and chanted the Resurrection Spell over the body, and the person revived. Many people regard this story as a myth about resurrection, but the story actually conceals wisdom and is very intriguing."

"What Buddhist insights have you realized, Junior Brother?" Zi Yan curiously asked.

"I haven’t quite realized Buddhist insights, but last time when I visited Zhonghai City, I met an old Zen master at Fanyin Temple on East Snake Mountain. The old Zen master chanted the Heart Sutra in Sanskrit, and I felt a positive reinforcing effect. That’s why I have a new perspective on this resurrection story."

"The actual situation might have been like this: the Buddha encountered someone who was in a state of pseudo-death. When he chanted the Resurrection Spell, he emitted peculiar sound waves that triggered the circulation of vital energies, reviving the person. Therefore, one should not underestimate the old master’s chanting."

"Ordinary voices can’t achieve that, but if it’s Ancient Martial Artists or Cultivators who have specifically trained in such cultivation techniques, they can indeed emit specific sound waves to cleanse and heal the patient," Lin Tian explained.

"I didn’t realize my Junior Brother was knowledgeable in this area too. After hearing you, I’m beginning to anticipate the old master’s chanting," Zi Yan said.