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Jinhua Village is said to have a special divine medicine, which can cure all diseases if eaten.

In the early years, I saw that this paragraph posted on the Internet was once widely circulated and very mysterious, and because no one could confirm it or refute the rumors accurately, it made people have a particularly mysterious and magical sense of curiosity.

As a result, this small place, which was originally unknown and had few tourism resources, was gradually developed and became a small well-known tourist attraction.

But in fact, that kind of medicine is a local underground spring, the spring has a history of thousands of years, and there is a name engraved by people who don't know what age, it is called Jinhua Spring.

Same name as the village.

Those who came back from their trips said that the people in the village seemed to be very healthy and had a long life, so whether or not the spring water was really curative, one thing was for sure, it did have some good for the human body.

So a few years ago, there were a lot of people who went to this village for vacation, went there to drink spring water for a few days, and then loaded some to take back to recuperate.

But now, with the changes of the times, and because there are more and more similar claims, and the exposure of counterfeits is becoming more and more frequent, people are becoming more and more disdainful of this kind of legend.

There are fewer and fewer naïve people, and the transportation to get there is so inconvenient year after year, so nowadays, the place is almost unattended, except for those who save money or those who want to avoid the rush hour of attractions on holidays.

So as soon as I heard Lu Youkun talk about it, I instinctively wanted to tell him the truth.

But look at the breathless look he looks like he walks with a tired and persistent belief in his eyes. I can't say it.

It is better for him to have such a thought in his heart than to despair. So as soon as I arrived in Jinhua Village, I didn't bother to find a place to live, so I first went with the monk to ask for directions, and sent Lu Youkun to Jinhua Spring, by the way, I also wanted to see what this legendary spring looked like.

However, the reality is more shocking than the truth.

Jinhua Village is leaning on Jinhua Mountain, and Jinhua Spring is located halfway up Jinhua Mountain.

When we walked for more than half an hour along the mountain road leading to Jinhua Mountain in the village, and finally found the spring located halfway up the hillside, we found that due to the climate or poor maintenance, the spring that had been said to be extremely clear and gurgling was now almost dry, and only some fine droplets of water were barely squeezed out of the cracks in the stone, and the spring was still breathing for life.

And the water from the spring basically looks like it's impossible to swallow at all. The water is turbid, the leaves are rotten, and the corpses of insects are floating everywhere, and even the hands are not willing to stretch it in, how can they open their mouths to drink it?

But for a man on the verge of death, that doesn't stop him from believing in it.

Despite some hesitation, and despite my best attempts to stop it, Lu Youkun still filled the kettle with half a pot of spring water, and even refused to burn it in order not to affect its 'original ecology', so he drank it directly.

This drink, not even an hour, his stomach gave him the most direct feedback.

Almost as soon as he found a place to stay in the village, he vomited and diarrhea.

He was already weak, how could he withstand such a toss, so when he couldn't stand it and came to knock on my door, I almost didn't recognize him as soon as the door opened, and I saw that he was still a magnificent old cadre, but now he withered like a skeleton, and he couldn't even straighten his waist for a while, but fortunately, the monk who lived next door finally came to handy, carried him all the way to the village clinic, hung two bottles of antibiotics, and finally saw him slowly recover from a state like a living dead a few hours later.

The village doctor thought he had eaten a bad stomach at the hotel. After hearing me explain the reason, I couldn't help but smile bitterly and sighed, turned to Lu Youkun and said, "Brother, it's all this age, seeing that you are quite knowledgeable, how can you still be superstitious about this." The people in the village live a long and healthy life, and that's because the air here is not polluted, and you still think that there is really a fairy water in the world that can cure all diseases? Besides, the water was originally quite clean, but then many people threw everything into it, and no one cared about it, and now it is a stinky puddle, and cats and dogs will not drink the water, and you can really go to that mouthful. ”

Lu Youkun's face became even more ugly when he heard this, and his body softened, as if he had become the living dead before.

Seeing this, I could only take the doctor away immediately, and then explain to him the old man's physical condition.

The doctor regretted it when he heard this, and at one point seemed to want to say something, but after hesitating, he patted me on the shoulder and left. On the way back to the infusion room, I saw Hyun Yin walking briskly towards me, and was about to ask him where he was going, when he made a quick gesture to follow him:

"Old Lou ran away. As soon as he went out to buy a bottle of water, he pulled out the needle and ran by himself. ”

In the early hours of the morning, Lu Youkun was finally found on the edge of a cliff near Jinhua Spring.

He stood there staggeringly, wanting to jump but not daring to jump, and when he heard us call him, he immediately sat down on the ground and wept bitterly.

A man in his fifties cried like a child of five or six years old, and the despair of facing death and no room for recovery was too fragile to look at directly.

So I never knew how to comfort him, what to say to him, so I could only hope that the monk could tell him some great Buddhist truths, so as to provide spiritual comfort. But he didn't say a word like me, so I had to sit next to Lao Lu with him, doing nothing, saying nothing, and quietly sitting with him until dawn.

When the sun came out, Lu Youkun patted his thigh and stood up, looked at the small road under the cliff like a revolutionary soldier, and then said to us: "Let's go, I've come out, I think it's time for me to go home." 166 Reading Network