At this time, the onset of illness is getting worse and worse, and now as long as it is past the tenth day of the first month, it will attack at night regardless of whether there is moonlight or not, and every time it occurs, even if you want to seek death, you can't do it.

This medical book also reminded him of the reading he had read in his early years and read: "Although the six books are passed down by word of mouth and hidden in the walls of the house, they are still enough to teach the world for a thousand years." Although the book of medicine divination in the tree was not destroyed at that time, there was not a volume that was passed down to future generations, so as to see that the sage scriptures are immortal throughout the ages, and although the heresy of the small path survives, it will perish, and it will not rise and fall for the likes and dislikes of the lord of the world at the beginning!"

Maybe it's because there are too few medical books I have seen, so I haven't found a similar description, and some diseases may have been a lot back then, but now there are few or none, and my own disease may be recorded in those ancient books and unknown. It's like at least this medical book mentions a similar problem to myself, it's better than no one knows about it at all.

So I thought about collecting medical classics, in troubled times, the people were displaced, antiques, calligraphy and paintings were not as valuable as gold and silver, and there were a lot of miscellaneous books in the old goods market.

Thinking of the illness in Qingcheng, and Qingcheng has a large number of visitors to the mountain road, or it is unknown whether a solution can be found in some unknown Taoist classics.

His parents died, and he had nothing to worry about, so he re-entered Qingcheng and found a place where incense flourished. After studying the Taoist classics every day, ten years later, I went through the Taoist secret collections, but I was close to the age of confusion but I could not find the art of liberation.

So he traveled around Qingcheng again, doing things that had no money, and at the same time staying in bookstores and other places to collect medical classics, but he still couldn't get rid of it.

Thinking that there were many great doctors in Shu since ancient times, and the same was true elsewhere, he searched in the rural wild history, Fang Zhi and other places, looking for the descendants of those famous doctors, and buying them to survive the medical classics.

He also secretly searched and excavated dozens of tombs of great doctors who had no descendants, and although he found a number of rare medical books and personal notes, none of them mentioned the poison in him, so he put out the intention of exploring.

When the time is near, he lives in seclusion in the county, introspecting himself, thinking about the past, although there are some things that cannot be done, but he feels that he has a loss of yin virtue.

It is also a good deed to repair and sort out the medical books obtained over the years every day, and to collect the sets as much as possible for those who are lacking, thinking that when the time comes, they will find a safe apprentice and let these things be passed on.

On the occasion of Qingming, I went out of the city and came to this place, thinking that I was already dying of old age, and I would have no support for a hundred years after my death, so I moved the idea of getting out of the dust, and in the name of Qingyuan, I re-cultivated the Taoist technique.

Because he couldn't bear to see the suffering of the mountain people, he began to use what he had learned all his life to treat the mountain people, but because of this, the Taoist temple prospered.

And I don't know if it's because I'm getting older or because of doing good deeds to atone for my sins, my strange illness has become lighter little by little, and finally I haven't had a seizure again.

However, I am also accustomed to such days, so I simply want to meditate on the Tao, cure diseases and save people, and accumulate a little blessing for the next life.

Later, the construction of the dam first required a benevolent heart, the second needed to be smart and well-informed, and the third needed to have a tenacious temperament.

There are many disciples in his own view, but he can inherit the mantle, and those who cultivate the Tao of medicine do not feel that they have it, so they can only put these medical books here, waiting for future generations to achieve something with these.

Reading this, Xu Yi couldn't help sighing, indeed, he had heard the teacher say that "Xiucai studies medicine, catches chickens in the cage" and "Confucianism becomes a great doctor...... In the process of folk development, the ideas of traditional Chinese medicine have long been inseparable from the development and evolution of classical Chinese culture.

"What I have learned in my life, the martial arts of my family and the methods of cultivating qi learned by Taoist temples are also compiled into a book, and practitioners must not bully the weak, and the way of martial arts needs to lay the foundation from a young age, otherwise it will be difficult to become a climate, but it is enough to strengthen the body. ”

"Although the art of gold digging is a secret that is not passed on, it is a pity that it is too bad, so it is not kept. ”

"The sigh of my life, the first should be because of the death of my parents, I can't fulfill my filial piety, the second is because my friends and brothers can live together, and I can't die together, and the third is that I can't heal people's hearts, there are many troubled times, people's hearts are cold, and the people who used to be rescued are burning my Taoist temple, dismissing my audience, and suffocating my ......."

At this point, Xu Yi sighed, put the suicide note on the table, and sat quietly for a long time before moving the box next to him.

The last paragraph on the paper is even more sloppy and almost illegible. The bloodstains between the lines can prove that this should be the last last stroke of the old master, it should have been written here, and it couldn't be supported, and even the last sigh was not written.

However, at that time, there were only two people in the Taoist temple, the godfather and the old master, and the house above the secret room was also built later, I don't know if the godfather knows here?

I think I should know, after all, I heard that the old Guan was buried by his godfather, and when he came back from the parade, the old Guan Master was close to running out of oil and the lamp was dry, but I was afraid that the old Guan Master here would not be able to get down alone, if it wasn't the last stroke, then it wouldn't be missing a word, let alone say that there was such a thing as burning the Taoist Temple.

And after that, the house that my godfather built here was also because he wanted to cover up and cover the entrance to the underground secret room, and then he thought that the entrance above was right in the middle of the ground of the room above, which made Xu Yi sure of this.

But the godfather is walking too fast, probably the secret here should not be to hide from himself, but he didn't have time to tell himself.

Thinking about the attitude of his godfather who said that he wanted to rely on the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine at the beginning, Xu Yi was faintly touched, or the person who led people in to arrest people at that time, or the villain who would take revenge, which also made the godfather and the old master resentful, and felt deeply cold. The old viewer said that hatred can't heal people's hearts, and the godfather also resisted his own study of medicine, so I think it has something to do with it.

Xu Yi thought about it for a while before he collected his thoughts and then examined the things on the bookcase.

Obviously, the box placed next to the Pen Mountain should be the one that the old master took out of the tomb robbery.

This box is as black as ink, without a trace of variegation, if it weren't for the jade box written in the suicide note, Xu Yi himself would not be able to tell whether this is a stone or jade.

The box looked like a jewelry box in size and shape, but it hadn't been decorated in any way on the outside, and it didn't take much effort anyway, Xu Yi opened it.

There is no padding in the box, and there are not many things, a blue-gray, translucent brocade silk is folded and put aside, I think it is the nameless medical book that the old viewer said, but obviously this thing is not something that can be read in a moment and a half, and it is obvious that there are still a few bookshelves of medical books that can be examined slowly, and this is not in a hurry.

Reaching out and grabbing two oiled paper rolls about a foot long and about the thickness of an egg, put them on the other side, Xu Yi couldn't help but "Huh!".

I don't know what the bread is here, I grabbed the two paper rolls with one hand, but I couldn't pick them up, so Xu Yi took them out of them one by one and put them on the table. The heavy paper roll landed on the table with a muffled thud. The suicide note didn't write these two scrolls of paper, I think it was put in by the godfather or the old viewer himself, but who it is, I don't know, but I'm not in a hurry to see what is inside for a while, after all, the three things originally contained in this box are the things that attract Xuyi's attention the most.

After taking out the brocade silk, the bottom of the jade box was revealed, a piece of jade, a token, and nothing else.

Picked up the jade and looked at it, and didn't find anything abnormal, but it was three or four times bigger than the piece of jade hanging around the neck of the third child in the bedroom, and three or four times thicker, the third said that the piece on his neck was jade, called the safe and sound card, which means peace, but I don't know if this thing is also that thing, but the color is much worse than the third one, but this thing itself will not be taken to sell, after all, the old master thinks that this thing may be of great use, and he is a little poor, but he is not like those losers who live by selling the savings of their ancestors。

I don't know what the bread is here, I grabbed the two paper rolls with one hand, but I couldn't pick them up, so Xu Yi took them out of them one by one and put them on the table. The heavy paper roll landed on the table with a muffled thud. The suicide note didn't write these two scrolls on it, I think it was put in by the godfather or the old viewer himself, but I don't know who it is, but I am not in a hurry to see what is inside at this moment, after all, the three things originally contained in this box are the things that attract Xu Yi's attention the most.

After taking out the brocade silk, the bottom of the jade box was revealed, a piece of jade, a token, and nothing else.

Picked up the jade and looked at it, and didn't find anything abnormal, but it was three or four times bigger than the piece of jade hanging around the neck of the third child in the bedroom, and three or four times thicker, the third said that the piece on his neck was jade, called the safe and sound card, which means peace, but I don't know if this thing is also that thing, but the color is much worse than the third one, but this thing itself will not be taken to sell, after all, the old master thinks that this thing may be of great use, and he is a little poor, but he is not like those losers who live by selling the savings of their ancestors。

Carefully put the jade back into the box, Xu Yi picked up the jade plate next to him, this palm-sized jade plate looks worse jade, about the size of a palm, almost a centimeter thick, like a diamond-shaped jade card, like a large and a small two isosceles triangles along the bottom edge coincide together, the upper half is almost half higher than the lower half, the whole body is light green, covered with a trace of white flaws, and faintly can see a series of cracks, surrounded by cloud patterns around the "Dao Yuan" of the central seal Two yang texts, the back of the yin text engraved with "but there is a request, there must be a response, urgent as a law" a few small characters, the font is not big, but there is a trace of elegant charm.

After posting it, I found that this book has skin, and I have a long face, and I am smiling...... And thank you little idler R for the evaluation and reward.,And today is Saturday.,It's my most idle day.,Is this reason enough for double more?Obviously enough.,Then it's a good thing to come in pairs.。 It's 12 noon.