Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven

The moment the blue flame rushed out of the medicine stove, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. The medicine was finished, and the black skeleton let out a sharp hiss when the blue flame rushed out The sound was like a ghost crying, harsh and tight. Immediately, the fog formed by the black skull dissipated, and I touched the sweat on my head and shouted, "It's done!" "Young man—" Outside the melon shed, the village chief fell to the ground and stared at me dumbfounded. Obviously, he was frightened. I hurried over, helped the village chief up, and asked, "Village chief, are you alright?"

"Young man, what... what kind of medicine are you frying, why are you so... strange?" the village chief asked stammeringly. "This medicine has a very strange name!" I supported the village head, and laughed, "It's called—has a dark heart!" "What is that black skull just now? It looks like a living thing and cries?" the village chief asked me tremblingly. "It should be the mist formed by the power of the medicine!" I said, this is the first time that this medicine has been suffering. Although it is recorded in the chapter on ghost medicine in Materia Medica that when the medicine is fully developed, there will be all kinds of visions, but I didn't expect it to be like this. fierce?

Although I just got the book on ghost medicine, but because I am a professional in this field, and I have traveled all over the world and accumulated a lot of medicinal materials over the years, the medicinal materials on my body are just enough. Otherwise, I would be helpless when encountering a disease like Wushan , but I will never, like that Wang Jiren, say that he is possessed by a monster if he cannot be cured. "Look—" the village head suddenly raised his head, pointed at the melon shed and said to me. "Ah?" I looked up, and I was shocked when I saw it. The pumpkin, which was originally green and growing well, now, in an instant, the branches and leaves withered and shrank, and the leaves fell off one after another.

"This medicine... really works?" The village head looked at me suspiciously. To be honest, I am a little bit confused now, but the water vapor caused by the decoction alone makes the pumpkin that was growing well suddenly wither, so one can imagine how poisonous the medicine is. But this medicine has already been boiled, so it is a pity not to use it?So, I could only comfort the village chief and said: "Village chief, if I don't come, you are already planning to bury this child alive. Now, just use a dead horse as a living horse doctor! If he is saved, it is his luck. He can't be cured." , Let’s take it as doom! Let me say clearly, this disease is really rare, and it’s the first time I’ve used this medicine. When it’s decocted, it can cause all kinds of visions. You should also know how precious this medicine is. ?”

That's all I can say, otherwise, if the old man can't think about it and wants to stop him, he would rather bury Wu Shan alive than allow me to heal him, wouldn't my work be in vain? Also, the purple river cart in Wushan's body is obviously a living thing - once Wushan is buried alive, the yin and yang purple river cart may change. Of course, even if Wushan is buried alive, he must be buried in the Yin cave only works. Although I have some doubts about Wang Jiren's intentions, I think he probably doesn't know the other use of this Yin Yang Zihe chariot, right? coincide?

"That's right!" The village chief nodded, finally calmed down, and asked, "When will this medicine be given to him?" "Wait until the medicine is completely cold!" I said. The village head looked at the sun in the west, and sighed: "It's going to be night, it's getting late, my old man will go back to have a meal, it's not too late!" "The village head still wants to come and watch?" I asked. "Well, my old man is worried!" said the village chief. "It's still early!" I said, "The big cow you mentioned just now, you might as well let him come over, let me see if he is still saved!"

"The young man is very enthusiastic. I will send a message and ask his mother to bring him here!" The village chief said, trembling slightly, and left. I put out the fire and sat in front of the melon shed. Firstly, I watched the medicine stove and didn’t allow people to move it at will. This thing is highly poisonous, and it could kill people if I’m not careful. Second, I also waited for the big cow. Not a quarter of an hour later, an old woman with white hair came over in a hurry, pulling a young man in his twenties. "Sir—" The old woman had a smile on her face, although her eyes were full of eagerness, she didn't dare to be presumptuous.

"Is this Daniel?" I hurriedly stood up and asked. "Yes!" The old woman hurriedly pulled Daniel, pushed it in front of me, and then explained, "Just now the village chief said that you can cure Daniel's illness, but..." The woman seemed a little embarrassed look at me. After thinking about it for a while, I immediately understood, and said with a smile, "I don't charge consultation fee!" "Ah?" The old woman was overjoyed when she heard the words, then knelt down at me with a plop, and then pulled the big cow to kneel down again, and said, "Hurry up, kowtow to the living god!"

"Don't be like this, aunt!" I hurriedly pulled the old woman up, and said with a smile, "I'm not a fairy, I'm just a doctor who walked away. It's the blessing of this child who can be cured! If it can't be cured, aunt doesn't want it either. Blame me!" "Yes!" The old woman hurriedly agreed repeatedly. I pulled Daniel, let him sit down, put my hand on his pulse, and started to feel the pulse. I was frightened, and I have encountered many symptoms of insane people. It's been a while, but I don't know if it can be cured?When resting insanity drags on for a long time and turns into intractable insanity, many of them are terminally ill and cannot be cured.

The structure of the human brain is really too complicated, let alone a doctor like me, even many western doctors nowadays, who are proficient in anatomy, still don't understand the structural level of the brain. However, when I put my finger on Daniel's pulse, I couldn't help being stunned, and my heart was infinitely suspicious: "How could this happen? Didn't Daniel go crazy from fright?" I thought about it, but still wasn't sure, so I switched hands and continued to check the pulse. "Sir..." The old woman was very anxious, and wanted to ask something anxiously, but she was afraid of disturbing me, so she just looked at me helplessly.

"Let me see again!" I smiled at the old woman, reassuring her, pity the hearts of the parents in the world, and of course I know the old woman's feelings. I put my finger on the pulse of Daniel's other hand, examined for a while, and finally confirmed that Daniel was not frightened mad at all, he was tampered with. I opened Daniu's eyelids again, observed carefully for a while, and sat on the chair, but began to ponder. The person who did it should be about the same as me. He is not a traditional Chinese medicine scholar. Otherwise, he would not use such weird methods to turn a good person into a madman. "Sir, is there any treatment for my big cow?" The old woman asked me anxiously, holding her hands together. "Yes!" I nodded and said affirmatively. No matter who did it, and no matter what his purpose is, I decided to cure Da Niu—after all, in this kind of mountain and countryside, a grown man is an absolute labor force, and sometimes the whole family is just a child. Counting on him to support him, now Daniel is crazy, his wife is a woman, but it is a heavy burden. "Ah?" Hearing this, the old woman was taken aback for a moment, then, with another thud, she knelt down towards me. "Get up quickly, ma'am, if you do this, my life will be ruined!" I pulled the old lady up again, and said with a wry smile, "You take Daniel back first, tonight I will treat the child in Wushan first, but I don't have time Now, when the sun sets tomorrow, I will watch your children, okay?" "Okay, okay..." The old woman agreed repeatedly. Daniel has been insane for a while, and the old woman naturally doesn't care if I'm a day and a half late. Moreover, she also knows that Wushan's illness, It really can't be delayed any longer. Seeing the old woman take the big cow away, I sighed, and suddenly smelled a smell of roast chicken, and couldn't help but licked my lips. From the tossing around in the middle of the night yesterday, I ate a little dry food at noon, At this time, I have been hungry for a long time, and the smell of the food is even more luscious at the airport. "Young man, come, come, eat!" The old village chief greeted me with a bag of things. "Thank you, village chief!" Seeing this, I didn't feel sorry for him, so I quickly walked up to the village chief and said with a smile, "I'm in trouble for dinner!" "The village chief is here too!" Old man Wu brought a small table from the inside, put down the table with a smile, "I prepared some local vegetables, and I want to greet you sir!" Just now old man Wu has been busy inside, he was actually preparing food and drinks to greet me, I heard this and said with a smile: "No need, just take care of yourself!" "Come, come, sit down and eat together!" The village head greeted old man Wu, and then said to me, "Young man has a good meal today! My son went into the mountain and hunted two pheasants. My wife is a good cook. Just cleaned up, come, come, try!" The village chief greeted me repeatedly, but I couldn't resist my kindness. I just ate a big bowl of rice with pheasant and a few local vegetables. Although there is nothing delicious in the mountain residence, I am not a fastidious person, especially at this time. , I was so hungry that I was hungry, so I ate it very sweet. The old village head drank a large bowl of homemade rice wine and offered me to drink it. I was thinking about the Yin-Yang Zihe cart in Wushan’s belly at night, so I rejected the village head’s kindness. "Young man, can I ask you a question?" The old village head asked while drinking rice wine, lit the pipe, smoked it, and squinted his eyes. "Oh?" I looked at the village chief in puzzlement, "Excuse me, village chief." "The young man doesn't charge a fee for medical treatment, and he doesn't ask for a reputation. What's the point?" The old village chief has extraordinary knowledge after all. Thinking of this question, he couldn't help but ask it face to face. I don't care about his doubts, anyone would have this doubt, immediately smiled and said: "If I get cured, I don't have any requirements, as long as the patient offers a stick of incense to an old friend of mine, I think Let my friend, after death, be enshrined in the underworld by hundreds of incense sticks!" "You are really caring enough!" The old village head sighed lightly, as if he had cleared his doubts. And the old man Wu who was next to him hurried up, and asked with an apologetic smile: "Sir, what is your friend's name? You saved my Shanwazi. If nothing else, I will definitely set up a spiritual seat for your friend and offer incense every day!" "He has a nice name!" I smiled lightly, "If Osan can be cured, I will naturally write his name to you." The old village chief narrowed his eyes, approached me with a mysterious smile and said, "I never thought that the young man is an infatuated person, so he misses his old love so much." I was stunned for a moment, and then I knew he had misunderstood, and said with a smile: "The village chief was joking. My friend is a man. He grew up with me. He has saved my life, but I can't do anything when he gets sick. After he died, However, I was hidden by him, received a large amount of property, and had no worries about food and clothing. Because of this, I came up with this idea. While collecting and dispensing medicines, accumulating good virtues, while treating others, I don’t do anything else, just count on the people who are being treated , can offer him a stick of incense." "I once heard that if a person dies and his soul is enshrined with incense from hundreds of schools, he will not be under the jurisdiction of the underworld and become a flying fairy?" the village head asked suddenly. I didn't say a word, there was indeed such a saying, otherwise, I wouldn't be walking around all day long, treating the sick and the living, just to let his ghosts be enshrined with incense from hundreds of schools.