Chapter 14 Chapter Fourteen

The old man Wu thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "No, the old man came to this village about three years ago. There was an old doctor in the village who was squeezed out by him, and the people in the village didn't want to see him. But his medical skills are really good, and he treats people well, but he can't see..." Having said that, old man Wu stopped and just looked at me. I smiled, old man Wu didn't say anything, I also understand that colleagues are jealous, Wang Jiren doesn't want to see colleagues, I can understand. "Where did that old doctor go?" I asked.

"It's in the neighboring village, Zhangjia Village!" Old Man Wu said, "However, I heard that after he went to the neighboring village, he stopped treating people and stayed behind closed doors all day long. Know how to live and die." "Yeah!" I nodded, feeling a little dissatisfied with Wang Jiren's actions. Even if my peers are jealous, I have to cut off my life, why bother?Moreover, if it was Wang Jiren who did all kinds of things tonight, then this person's motives are somewhat doubtful. The Yin-Yang Zihe Chariot is not an ordinary thing. It can be said that such a thing is hard to come by. Thinking of this, I can't help but smile bitterly. If I can find it earlier, although I can't save my old friend, I can give it to him anyway. He is continuing his life for ten years, but now it is naturally too late.

I recovered the Yin-Yang Zihe Chariot, at most it was just concocting medicine, which was of no great effect, unless, in the future, I could encounter patients like Jiuyin Juemai again. However, if there is really a patient like Jiuyinjuemai, he is not my old friend after all, so what does it have to do with me?Thinking of this, I smiled sarcastically, God's will is like a knife! In his whole life, he has earned enough by force, earned enough money, and tried everything that the world has never seen, used, or tasted. I have no regrets, it's just that I, a living person, can't let it go.

In fact, if I didn't want to find incense from hundreds of schools for him, I don't know, what's the fun in my life? No, I still want to get back the Yin-Yang Zihe Chariot, and collect all the incense from hundreds of schools. If I change my fate against the sky, I have to get the Yin-Yang Zihe Chariot to communicate with the underworld and help him ascend to immortality. You can look for it again, but if you miss this medicine, you will never find it again. The yin and yang purple river carts in Wushan have a strong vitality, which is comparable to Yintong, and it is the best thing. Although I have other alternative medicinal materials in my hand, they will be weak after all.

Whether you can communicate with the yin and the dark, collect incense from hundreds of schools, and help old friends ascend to the fairyland, success or failure depends on one action, and it must not be missed. Thinking about it this way, I actually felt a little demonic. I got up and said goodbye to old man Wu: "Old man, I will go to the village chief and see if I can get back the medicine dregs!" Seeing that I was about to leave, old man Wu seemed a little scared, and asked in a low voice, "Sir, that—you said that ghost, is it really a human?" "Yes!" I nodded and said, "He sneaked into your house just to steal the medicinal residues and the Yin-Yang Zihe Chariot."

"Yin Yang Zihe cart?" Old Man Wu asked in confusion. "It's the fetus in Wushan's stomach!" I knew that old man Wu didn't know, so I could only explain. "What's the use of stealing that thing?" Old Man Wu asked in confusion, "Besides, didn't you just say that the medicine dregs are highly poisonous, so what are you going to do?" "The medicine is highly poisonous, but it can save Wushan's life—this medicine and poison depend on how it is used. Sometimes, good medicine can also become a sharp weapon for killing people, and poison can also save people's lives. It all depends on human effort!" I said. He explained, "The Yin-Yang Purple River Chariot is a miracle medicine. Moreover, it is rare to see in a thousand years, and even if you have money, you can't buy it."

"So that's the case!" Old Man Wu nodded, pointing to the dustpan in front of the bed and asked, "How to deal with this? Is it still useful?" "No!" I shook my head, "Take it and bury it!" Although the placenta of Yinyang Ziheche is a treasure of Dabu, I don't want it. After all, this thing can be regarded as something in the human body. Necessary, I never toss "people". Saying that, I said goodbye to old man Wu, and went out to find the village chief. The small mountain village is not big, so I found the village chief very quickly. To my surprise, the old village chief was really conscientious enough to wake up his son , Accompanying them, asking door to door.

"Village chief, what's the matter?" I asked, "Do you have any clues?" "No, everyone doesn't admit it!" The old village head shook his head. What is the name of the old village chief’s son, Shanyue? It is said that he was born at night, and it happened to coincide with the night when there was a moon, so he chose such a weird and awkward name. The old village chief still showed off to me. Learning, if you don't learn from the people in the mountains, you can do something big and big. When I heard this, I just smiled. The village chief didn't ask me my name until this time, and I said casually, "Ximen!"

"I've never heard that there is a surname of Xi among the hundreds of surnames?" The old village chief asked puzzled, smoking a dry pipe. "My surname is Ximen, and my name—I haven't used it for a long time!" I shook my head, yes, I haven't used my real name for ten years. "You are so young, why are you so hard to think about it?" The old village chief exhaled smoke and sighed, "You are younger than my Shanyue, but you look old-fashioned...why bother?" I sighed and shook my head, maybe because I have been walking in the mountains for a long time, and my mentality is old?Think about it, I'm only thirty-two this year, I'm very young, I learned the way of nourishing qi since I was a child, and it's not a problem to prolong my life, but what's the point of living so long?

"Since I can't find it, forget it—I'm mainly afraid that people won't know it, and it's not good to accidentally injure me!" I saw that the old village head was already old, and he was still tossing around at night, so I felt very sorry, and Shanyue was hostile to me. Obviously it was because I dragged the old village chief around in the middle of the night. "It's okay!" Shanyue was full of displeasure, and at this moment, after listening to my words, she agreed tightly, nodding her head vigorously, persuading the old village chief. "Since you are the village chief, you should do your best to take care of this shit!" The old village chief shook his head and sighed, smoked his pipe, and asked, "Young man, where do you live at night?"

"I'm going back to Honglian Temple again!" I smiled wryly, where else can I live at this time?Moreover, I believed in my heart that Wang Jiren stole the Yinyang Zihe chariot, and I was going to be a gentleman on Liangshang at night, coming and going without being indecent, and wanted to go to his house to steal it back. Anyway, I don’t think I am a good person. "That place is evil!" The old village chief shook his head and said, "Young man, if you don't dislike him, you can stay at the old man's house for a night. Don't you have to treat Daniel tomorrow?" "Yeah!" I wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, I nodded and agreed. I was confused just now, and forgot to ask old man Wu, where did Wang Jiren's house live? Looking for Wang Jiren? Moreover, I also became suspicious in my heart. Those who know how to use the Yin-Yang Zihe Chariot, unless they are the heirs of ghost doctors who are like me and take a slanted sword, otherwise, authentic Chinese medicine will not understand these evil methods. The processing of the Yin-Yang Zihe Chariot is even more delicate. If it is not done properly, it will become an evil thing, which is no different from raising ghosts and controlling corpses. Therefore, I want to ask the old village chief to find out the origin of Wang Jiren. "How dare you go to Honglian Temple?" Shanyue didn't have a good impression of me at first, but at this time, she didn't know what kind of state of mind she was in, she actually asked me. "Yes, I didn't know yesterday, I stayed at Honglian Temple for one night!" I said. "Then did you see anything unclean?" Shanyue asked curiously. "No!" I shook my head and said, "I slept until dawn, and there was nothing." "Why is your leg injured?" Shanyue's eyes fell on my calf, which was wrapped in gauze, and it was clear at a glance. "Yesterday evening, I accidentally bruised it on a rock!" I babbled, what happened last night was really bizarre, the people in the mountain were already terrified of the Red Lotus Temple, I don't need to show them my heart pressure. Speaking of this, I suddenly thought of Daniel. Everyone only knew that he was frightened stupid by ghosts in Honglian Temple, but I knew very well that he was artificially crazy and not frightened. three years? I was stunned, and my heart moved. That Wang Jiren came to this mountain village three years ago, and the old Taoist of Honglian Temple came to Honglian Temple three years ago, and Daniel's madness also came to this village three years ago... … Is there any connection between this?Could it be that Wang Jiren was the one who tampered with Daniel? But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the Red Lotus Temple, does it?And the black lacquered coffin behind the Buddha statue in Honglian Temple... The more I think about it, the more it feels wrong. "Village chief, do you know the origin of Doctor Wang?" I asked suddenly. "He's the same as you. He was originally a doctor from Zoufang!" The village chief said without suspicion, "I came to this village three years ago and wanted to settle down in this village. Ask me for help!" "Yeah!" I nodded, "What happened next?" The village chief sighed: "If it's someone else who settles down in the village, the old man will be fine. He can find a few strong boys to help, build a thatched hut, and toss a little household items. That's fine. As long as he can keep the poor in the village, Self-sufficient, no big deal, but he is a doctor, so there are some troubles!" "What's the trouble, doctor?" I asked without answering. "If it's like you, it doesn't matter if you don't charge consultation money to worship, but he has no other means of survival, and he doesn't know how to hunt and farm. What's the point of living?" The old village chief walked all the way, "So , he can only diagnose pulses and treat diseases, and make a living from the offerings of the villagers." "That's true!" I nodded and said, I'm a rich man who doesn't know how to be hungry, and I have spare money in my hand to squander, so I never thought about hanging the pot to help the world, but I don't understand, if that Wang Jiren is really like me The descendant of the ghost doctor, with his skill of treating the veins with golden needles, going to a big city is much more nourishing than being in a mountain village. In the early years when I was not in hiding from the world, people once came to see a doctor, and the consultation fee was exorbitantly charged.