After turning a few pages, Chen Wen also saw a self-preface written by the head of the Heavenly Dao, and a few sentences were written: This sect qigong is the condensation of the painstaking efforts of the past generations of teachers, and it belongs to the superior qigong of Taoism.

Turning back further, dozens of pages of content are about introducing the legendary deeds of the Daoist who used qigong to cure diseases and save people.

Why does Chen Wen think it is a "legendary" deed, because the story recorded in it is evil.

For example, there is an example that looks like this:

It is said that the chief of the Heavenly Dao never knows the time and place for the common people, whether it is a train, a hotel, or a roadside in the countryside, as long as he encounters a patient, he must find a way to cure it.

In order not to let the patient notice that the Heavenly Daoist was curing the disease, he often diverted his attention by talking and laughing with the other party, and at the same time secretly worked with luck and quietly cured the disease.

Once, in a certain place in a certain year and month, the chief of the Heavenly Dao was walking on the road, and met a common man who fell to the ground in a coma, he immediately saved people by luck, and later the patient was rescued and woke up, and the chief of the Heavenly Daoist hid his good deeds, pretending to be passing by, and jokingly asked the patient: "Why are you sleeping on the side of the road on a cold day?"

After the patient went home, he was pleasantly surprised to find that he was not only cured, but also went to the root of the disease, and then he suddenly realized that he had met a famous doctor on the road, and the local story of the patient meeting the gods was actually a good deed by the Taoist of the heavens.

In the last few pages of the book, a few acupuncture points of the human body are drawn, the relationship between the acupuncture points of the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys and various parts of the hands and feet, and some precautions for regulating breath and daily health care are introduced.

On the penultimate page, the big brother number of the Daoist who received the heavens was printed, and no address was printed, and even the Daoguan Treasure number to which the Daoist chief belonged did not have it!

After reading this book, Chen Wenxin said: This is a deception!

Putting the book back on the lower bunk, Chen Wen raised his eyes to look around, and began to ponder the path of the group in front of him.

The toothache aunt and the young man with a sore arm must be the accomplices of the man in the robe. The person who came over and invited the man in the robe to go to another carriage for treatment was also an accomplice.

Chen Wen looked at the people around the carriage who were talking about this matter, it seemed that most of them were people who did not know the truth, and maybe a few people were also accomplices of that group.

But Chen Wen couldn't tell which person was the accomplice of the man in the robe, he felt that his Taoism was still not deep enough, if he could find out each of the other party at a glance one day, then it would be called powerful!

Chen Wenzheng was thinking nonsense, and the man in the robe came back.

The robed man sat back on his bunk, a look of tiredness on his face.

"Master, how is it, is it cured?" asked the young man.

The robed man nodded, but did not speak.

"It's amazing, you're calling it a hand to get rid of illness and rejuvenation with a wonderful hand!" the young man continued to blow the beat.

"I'm not good, my master is good!" said the robed man a little breathlessly,

"Three times today, I'm already exhausted. Alas, my master can treat dozens of people every day, so that's called a real person!"

At this time, a traveler came up to me and asked, "I don't believe it, how can there be such a god person! If your master cures all diseases, then no one in this world will die of illness, and everyone will not be able to die for a thousand years!"

The man in the robe gasped a few times and said slowly, "This gentleman, your words are a little inappropriate." ”

The traveler said, "Tell me what's wrong with me." ”

The man in the robe said: "My master naturally has a way to deal with things within Yangshou. Although I dare not say that it is a perfect shot, most patients can still do it. The kind of situation you mentioned belongs to the outside of Yangshou. My master does have something extraordinary, but he can't go against the sky. ”

"That's it, that's it, people are qigong, not immortals!" the young man spoke to the man in the robe.

The passenger who carried the bar stopped talking, picked up the book from the robe man, flipped through it for a while, took out a pen and a small notebook from his pocket, and wrote down the number of the eldest brother who received the head of the Heavenly Dao.

At the beginning of the conversation, Chen Wen thought that the passenger who was carrying the bar was also part of them. But slowly, Chen Wen became skeptical of his judgment.

Chen Wen judged four people before, if this person is added, the other party's gang on this trip is 5 people, and there may be more.

Is it worth it for this group to invest so much manpower and cost in order to make a trip that may not be able to catch fish?

Soon Chen Wen thought that as long as a passenger was recruited and called the so-called Heavenly Dao Chief, I am afraid that thousands of yuan of registration fees, apprenticeship fees, and treatment fees would have to be handed over, and there might be more!

According to this price code, even if the gang of 5 people takes more than a dozen trains, as long as they deceive a passenger seeking treatment, their cost will be back!

It's dark!

This group of people is really dark!

Chen Wen thought about it for a while, and the passengers who had just taken the paper note phone number were probably dozens of people, and it was likely that some of them would be sent to the door to be deceived soon.

Chen Wen can't control this kind of thing, and he doesn't dare to take care of it.

If he stands up and rebels now, I'm afraid he will be stabbed with a knife when he gets off the train!

1992 was a mess!

Chen Wen put away his pitiful sense of justice and continued to remain silent.

After a while, he suddenly thought of the upcoming 93 strike.

Quietly watched as the 69th disciple was telling everyone some knowledge about qigong.

Chen Wen thought to himself: You can do it, see how long you can do it, next year you should all be severely beaten!

The lights of the carriage went out, Chen Wen went to the toilet, came back and climbed to his middle berth.

Lying on the bunk, Chen Wen had a sense of irony in life.

On the top bunk above his head slept the young man with a sore arm. There are two people in the lower bunk, and directly below is the aunt with a toothache, and the opposite bunk is the 69th disciple of the Heavenly Daoist.

Well, Chen Wen was surrounded by members of the gang of crooks.

Chen Wen believes that the other party will not kill people and sell goods at night, because their professional direction is deception, not ringing horses.

But after all, he was surrounded by outlaws, so that Chen Wen slept poorly this night and always woke up.

When he woke up for the third time, Chen Wen thought to himself, he won't sit hard in the future! He is now Chen Wan, and it is time to upgrade to a soft sleeper!

He also thought about flying.

Can I take a plane from Shanghai to Hongcheng?

Absolutely.

But it's troublesome.

In 1992, the airport in Hongcheng was still an old airport, located in Xiangtang Town, dozens of kilometers south of the city, which used to be a military airport, and later changed to a military and civilian use.

After getting off the plane from Xiangtang Airport, I had to toss a long-distance bus to rush to Hongcheng, which was extremely inconvenient and unsafe.

As for the international airport in the north of Hongcheng, it will not be built until the 21st century.

Chen Wen sighed, buy a soft sleeper ticket next time!

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Monday, June 15.

Before eight o'clock, the train arrived at Hongcheng Railway Station.

There was no crime in the sleeper compartment during the night**.

After getting up in the morning, Chen Wen got out of bed and noticed a few times, the gang of liars pretended not to know each other and did their own things.

Chen Wen wanted to wait and see from the platform, and even followed the scammers to confirm his judgment whether they were in the same group or not.

Glancing at his watch, Chen Wen sighed and gave up the decryption plan.

The driving school's pile-up test will start at 9 a.m., and Chen Wen must immediately rush to the northern suburbs of Hongcheng.

Chen Wen followed the crowd out of the exit, avoiding the wild car drivers who were soliciting customers and the people from the small hotel at the train station, and turned right towards Erqi Road.

If you walk a few hundred meters further, you can turn left into the old railway street, which is Chen Wen's home, where he grew up, but it will be too late to go home.

Starting from the train station, it may be too late to take the bus, Chen Wen boarded a taxi at the entrance of Erqi Road and the station square.

When the driver heard that he was going to the vehicle management office in Xia Luo Town, he immediately came to work, this is a long distance, make money!

At 8:40, the taxi arrived at the city vehicle management office in Ha Luo Town, north of Hongcheng.

Chen Wen paid the fare and got off the bus.

Next to the gate of the vehicle management office, next to the gate of the public driving school, Chen Wen walked into the driving school.