The stone lion has to be more than 200 catties, and there is a word engraved on the base.

"Ann!"

The other was inscribed: "House." ”

The ground was full of messes after the demolition, with potholes and unevenness.

Sweating profusely, Jin Feng sat down to drink water and rest.

Looking around, most of the alley had been demolished, and five or six houses remained.

Fifty meters away, there is a large mansion courtyard that falls into Jin Feng's eyes, the area is very large, estimated to be three or four hundred square meters, and there is a small pointed building in the middle that attracts Jin Feng's attention.

Old Yuan Tou entered the alley from the other end at this time, Jin Feng passed by quietly, and the two of them converged in front of this big mansion.

"Collect old TVs, rotten refrigerators, waste computers, air conditioners, mobile phones, ......"

"Collecting Waste Books and Newspapers, Boxes ......"

"Collecting furniture, battery cars, bicycles, ......"

The sound of the horn was loud and penetrating, and half of the alley was echoing.

Jin Feng's eyes kept staring at the signboard at the door of the mansion, and a slight wave stirred up in his heart.

I kept flipping through the local chronicles of Jincheng in my mind, but I didn't find any relevant records.

"Huangta Temple bone injury ointment!"

In my impression, there is no record of this temple, this old area has been preserved since the late Qing Dynasty, there is only one land temple, and it has been demolished many years ago to make a school.

After waiting quietly for half an hour, an electric tricycle approached in the distance, and the electric tricycle was filled with rice, flour, grain, oil and water.

The car stopped at the gate of the mansion, and a young man of eighteen or nineteen slowly got out of the car with an old man in his arms.

Xiao Young was wearing a set of gray Adi, and under his feet was a pair of Anta sneakers, looking white and clean, Sven Wen, looking weak.

The old man was estimated to be seventy or eighty years old, and he was only in his early fifties, a little rickety, and he was on a black cane.

Old Yuan Tou hurriedly turned off the horn, shrank his shoulders and raised his hips, trotted up, and nodded at the old man.

"Old man Wu. Here I go again. ”

Old Man Wu stepped on the stone staircase with one foot, slowly turned his head, looked at Old Yuan Tou with cloudy eyes, and said a sigh in his mouth.

"The old boy is picking up the leak again?"

"Yesterday's bronze gilt made a lot of money. ”

Old Yuan Tou's heart was like the pain of being scratched by a knife, but his face was pretending not to mind.

"You laughed old man. I asked the Buddha to go home and make offerings, burn incense and kowtow, and bless me to find a mother-in-law. ”

Old Man Wu snorted, leaned on crutches in both hands, straightened up and bent: "Well, that's good." Find a wife. ”

"So what do you mean by coming today?"

Old Yuan Tou said with a smile: "I took my little nephew to see a doctor." Didn't your old man heal bone injuries......"

Old Man Wu raised his eyelids and looked at Jin Feng: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's broken here, it hurts. Can't pick up things. ”

Old Man Wu stretched out his hand to let Jin Feng come up, holding a crutch in one hand and pinching Jin Feng's broken arm with the other.

"Huh!?"

"It's a good pick-up. How can it hurt?"

"How many months?"

Jin Feng said in a low voice: "Three months!"

Old Man Wu looked at Jin Feng and waved his hand: "That is, the muscles and veins are injured, and they have to be dressed." ”

The four of them walked into the mansion one after the other, and when they entered the door, there was a wall of lights.

Zhaobi is also an independent wall at the entrance of the door, this kind of wall is called Xiaobi in addition to Zhaobi.

Woe to the wall.

That's what I'm talking about.

In the old days, people believed that ghosts were constantly visiting their houses, and they built a wall to cut off the way for ghosts. Because it is said that the imp only walks in a straight line and does not turn.

More importantly, this is a feng shui wall, one blocks the external evil, and the other protects the family wealth.

Turning the wall, the eyes suddenly opened up.

This is a typical house in the Republic of China period, there are about three entrances, patio, courtyard, small tiles of blue bricks, stone strips and stone foundations, although mottled, but can still see the glory and wealth of the past from the eaves and arches.

The first entrance area is very small, there are traces of remodeling, and there are three small rooms on the left and right sides, which were originally the places where the next people lived.

The door of the room is an old-fashioned wooden door from the last century, and the windows are also wooden windows with anti-theft steel bars, but the glass on the windows is rotten.

Looking through the half-hidden wooden door, it was a mess, dusty and dusty, and no one had cleaned it for many years.

The second area is also larger, and it is obvious that this is where Old Man Wu lives.

The main hall and the wing rooms still retain the style of the Republic of China, and there has not been much change.

The patio is not small, there are two camphor trees on both sides, surrounded by flowers and plants, and there is a small shed with a black deck chair.

The two wings on the left are connected, and before I entered the room, I smelled a strong smell of ointment, which was very pungent.

Old Yuan Tou helped Zhang Chen, the grandson of Old Man Wu, move grain, oil, rice and noodles, Old Man Wu entered the wing room, asked Jin Feng to sit down, washed his hands first, and then carefully touched Jin Feng's broken bones.

Old Man Wu's technique is very old-fashioned, although he has reached the age of dying, but his strength is unexpectedly heavy.

The five fingers are like eagle claws, holding Jin Feng's shoulders down, inch by inch, making Jin Feng a little unbearable.

The touching of the bones ended quickly, and the old man Wu asked Jin Feng to take off his clothes and wait, and he was on crutches and made a half-noise on the side, bringing over a bowl of black ointment.

Jin Feng was slightly stunned, and couldn't help blurting out: "Earth Dragon is harmonious!?"

"Huh!?"

Old Man Wu looked surprised and sighed: "You can actually smell it?"

Jin Feng said lightly: "My hometown is in the Imperial Capital Mountain, and I will see it in a few hours." ”

"It's precious. ”

Dilong Heqi is one of the most precious medicinal materials of Miao medicine, the wild one is almost invisible, and it can be cultivated artificially, but the success rate is extremely low and the price is very expensive.

Old Man Wu smiled, approached Jin Feng, and hummed.

"Yo ho. Brat. Collect the rags and dance with people with knives and guns?"

"Tsk, who gave you the needles, the intern is much better than her, right!?"

Jin Feng was a little speechless.

There are dozens of wounds on his body, except for his head, all the other wounds are the threads sewn by Ge Zhinan, a tigress.

It stands to reason that Ge Zhinan, the wolf warrior female soldier king, plus a medical family, has a three-percent level.

But the truth is that I can't bear to look at it directly.

The wounds on his body were sewn up by Ge Zhinan, which was terrible.

A wound should have been able to be solved with ten stitches, but Ge Zhinan was stunned by 20 or even 30 stitches, and the technique was ......

It's unsightly.

It's all tears.

Jin Feng has been silent about this, owing people a lot of favors, and being stitched more than 100 times, what is it.

Old Man Wu taunted Jin Feng, walked out of the door, picked up small wooden sticks and started to light a fire, preparing to boil the ointment.

The water and electricity here have all been cut off, and there is an old well more than 100 years ago in the house of the old man Wu, and there is no shortage of water, so he can only dismantle the most primitive firewood for dinner.

When Jin Feng came in, he saw that Old Man Wu was also very prepared, and a small room outside was full of cardboard boxes and wood, and the basic life was guaranteed.

The fragrance of the ointment overflowed, and Jin Feng's eyes showed a burst of surprise.

In addition to the most precious earth dragon harmony, there are also expensive Chinese medicinal materials such as tiger bones, musk, deer antler velvet, and saffron.

These are the best topical herbs for the treatment of bone injuries.

Slowly chatted with Mr. Wu, and learned from him that Mr. Wu's name is Wu Zhaoxin, and he has two sons and two daughters.

The eldest son died early, the younger son was abroad, and the two daughters, one in the Lion Country of Sin Chew, and the other died very early.

Outside, Zhang Chen is Wu Zhaoxin's grandson, the son of his youngest daughter.

His mother was pregnant with Zhang Chen, but she was abandoned by Zhang Chen's father, and her mother couldn't think about it, so she used the guillotine knife used to cut the medicine at home into two pieces.

On the third day after giving birth to Zhang Chen, his mother hanged herself in the hospital.

Since then, Zhang Chen has become an orphan and was brought up by Wu Zhaoxin.

Everyone has their own story and memories that they don't want to mention.

However, the old man Wu Zhaoxin looked at it very lightly, and it seemed that no one had chatted with him for a long time, and as soon as Wu Zhaoxin's chatterbox was opened, he could no longer hold it.

In the words of the old man, he kept the family heirloom bone ointment and the craft of bone grafting, but the business was not as good as year after year, and in the end, almost no one came to the door.

Their family has opened the Huangta Temple Bone Injury Medicine Hall for many years, and the reputation in this area is not to be said, but the decline of traditional Chinese medicine has led to the business not getting worse day by day.

His father had a bad record in the past, and the family's old house was actually redeemed one by one from those households at a great cost.

In his later years, the business was extremely poor and he couldn't make ends meet, so the old man Wu Zhaoxin had no choice but to sell a lot of things at home to fulfill his father's wish.

It's only been two years since I was going to demolish again, and I definitely won't agree. ()

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