In a small village on the outskirts of Wushi, Gu Yue and Bai Lao were inquiring about the situation of Zhang Shiqi's family in a family. In this kind of simple countryside, it is not difficult to inquire about a person's situation, especially a relatively well-known family like the Zhang family.

When Gu Yue and Bai Lao arrived here, they found that there was no family surnamed Xue in this village called Xuejiaying, and all the people in the village were surnamed Li, and Zhang Shiqi's family was the only family surnamed Zhang in this village, and the family was still very famous in the village.

Gu Yue and Bai Lao found Zhang's house and found that there had been no one living in it for a long time, and the grass in the yard had grown more than one person tall. When I inquired at the neighbor's house next to me, I learned that this family was still a legend in the village.

At this time, Gu Yue and Bai Lao were listening to the old man in the neighbor's house talk about the past of the Zhang family: " This incident was told to me by my grandfather, my grandfather said that this incident was also told by his grandfather when he was a child, a hundred years ago, this village was still full of people surnamed Li, that year was the year of natural disasters, everyone had a bad harvest, many people were also infected with the plague, the strong and middle-aged men were gone, only the old, weak, sick and disabled were left in the village, at that time my grandfather's grandfather was also old, and he was infected with the plague, and he had no money to see a doctor and could only wait for death in the village. ”

"One day, a Jianghu Langzhong suddenly came to the village, and that Langzhong also had a child who said it was his son. This man said that he also fled the famine, and he did not leave when he came here, and he treated everyone in the village for free, and the people in the village found him a place to build a house, and everyone lived together. This person was the first ancestor of the Zhang family to come to the village, and his name was Zhang Xiaolong. ”

"My grandfather's grandfather said that at that time, this Zhang Xiaolong was simply a living immortal, and everyone in the village was cured by him, even some people's old diseases were cured by him little by little, and he didn't take a penny. The people of the village were full of gratitude to him, and helped him build the largest house in the best part of the village, and every family vied with each other to invite their father and son to their house for dinner. ”

"My grandfather's grandfather was looking for this Mr. Zhang to treat his illness at that time, but he saw what magic is. He was infected with the plague that time, and his body became weaker and weaker, and his face was sallow, and he coughed until later, and even coughed up blood. When Mr. Zhang came, he still moved to Mr. Zhang's house little by little on crutches. ”

"There Mr. Zhang carefully checked my grandfather's condition, then brought a glass of water, took out a small porcelain bottle in the medicine box next to him, poured out a black pill and put it in the cup to melt, at that time my grandfather coughed and couldn't eat anything, even a little water just entered his throat and immediately spit it out. ”

At that time, Mr. Zhang saw that he could no longer drink the medicine, so something miraculous happened. Mr. Zhang asked my grandfather's grandfather to open his mouth, only to see him point to the cup of medicine with his hand, and at the same time his hand changed a few gestures, the cup of medicine actually floated up, and then the medicine turned into a thin line, and slowly floated into my grandfather's grandfather's stomach. ”

"At that time, my grandfather's grandfather was shocked by Mr. Zhang's hand, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him, thinking that it was a god descending to earth. Mr. Zhang hurriedly helped him up and continued to say something to him. ”

"What did he say?" Gu Yue was attracted by the old man's story, and couldn't help but hurriedly ask.

He said: "Old people don't have to be like this, I'm not an immortal, just an ordinary person who has learned some small spells." Now that you've seen what I'm capable of, I'm going to make some appointments with you. I don't want to spread the word about it, and I wouldn't have done it if you hadn't had to do it today, so I want you to rot it in your stomach and not tell anyone unless I'm dead, including your wife and family. The doctor's parents didn't want you to die, but if you don't keep the agreement and spread the word, I will take back everything I gave you, and my descendants and I will only live in this village for a hundred years, and after a hundred years, the descendants of the Zhang family will leave whatever you want, but you have to keep your mouth shut until then. ”

"Why did he have such a strange request?" Gu Yue was a little puzzled.

"Who knows, although my grandfather's grandfather didn't know why this Mr. Zhang did this at the time, but after all, people were his saviors, he kept this promise, and never mentioned it to anyone, even if this Mr. Zhang died later, he just told my grandfather about it, and told my grandfather not to tell anyone outside of our home. It wasn't until after my grandfather's death that my grandfather told me about it, and I kept my mouth shut. ”

"Dead, why did this Mr. Zhang die if he is so magical?" Gu Yue was a little surprised, listening to the old man's narration that this Mr. Zhang must be a cultivator, and he didn't know why he lived in seclusion in this village, and the lifespan of cultivators was longer than that of ordinary people, why did he die in such obscurity in this small village.

"I don't know, I heard my grandfather say that he had seen this Mr. Zhang back then, he was completely middle-aged, and he didn't think he was old at all, but he heard his grandfather say that he was like this when Mr. Zhang first came to the village, and then they were all old, but Mr. Zhang has never changed, he has always been so young. It's just that one day without warning, the Zhang family did a lot of white things, and when I inquired, I learned that Mr. Zhang died suddenly, and everyone didn't know what was going on, and they couldn't believe it, but the Zhang family had already done a white thing, and everyone could only believe it like this. ”

"Haven't any of you ever questioned it?"

"Some people may have questions, but no one will raise it, the Zhang family in this village is a living bodhisattva-like existence in the hearts of the people, everyone in this village has received Mr. Zhang's favor, and he never charges money for treatment, everyone knows that the Zhang family has rushed to help with white things, and everyone in the village who contributed money cried for Mr. Zhang. Some people may have doubts in their hearts, but he must not dare to say it, feeling that he is a little sorry for his benefactor. ”

"And then?"

Later, Mr. Zhang's son, Mr. Xiao Zhang, also inherited his father's craftsmanship, and continued to see the village people for free for many years, until Mr. Xiao Zhang also died, the descendants of the Zhang family did not pass on this craft, and they did not treat people, so they lived with everyone in this ordinary way, and then after a long time, the people in the village gradually forgot about Mr. Zhang's things, and also forgot that their family was a wonderful hand to rejuvenate Langzhong, if it were not for my family has been Mr. Zhang's life-saving grace, and spread this miraculous thing, I think no one remembers these things now。 ”