Chapter 036: Resurrection

The small ancestral hall on the Zhuangzi is a rammed wall of adobe bricks, a roof made of bellflower and thatch, and over the years, the earthen wall and the grass roof have been severely weathered and dilapidated.

In the courtyard of the fenced city, there were many men and women, almost all the adults in the village who were not yet sick.

Ge's mother cried loudly for her son and staggered into the ancestral hall.

Treading branches and yarns supported her from side to side.

The people in the courtyard kowtowed to Ling Qingyun one after another. They all knew Ling Qingyun and knew that it was the second girl. This Zhuangzi, Ling Qingyun has been to her mother many times, but she doesn't remember it.

She told everyone to get up and hurried in. She glanced at Shi Ting, and when she saw that he had also come in with a little servant, Ling Qingyun didn't say much.

The people on the Zhuangzi removed the door panel of the ancestral hall, parked Ge Dacheng's body, covered him with a white cloth, and had not yet been buried.

Ge's mother pounced, cried, and lifted the big white cloth on Ge Dacheng's body.

It had been five or six hours since Ge Dacheng died, his face was pale, his lips were pale, and he was a little stiff, but he was not completely stiff.

"Damn, don't you have to cry" There was a man standing next to the door. He was not tall, thin, and looked ten years old at the moment, with a somewhat rickety back.

He is Ge Dacheng's father, Ge Shun, who has been living in Zhuangzi because of his inconvenient legs. He was originally short and thin, and after experiencing the death of his only son and the tragic experience of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man, his whole person collapsed.

His eyes were red and his voice was hoarse.

Ge's mother stepped forward, grabbed her man's shirt, kept beating him, crying and scolding: "You are a dead man, you compensate my son."

She has nowhere to vent.

Ge Shun let her fight.

Ling Qingyun stepped forward, did not persuade Ge's mother, stood quietly aside, grabbed Ge Dacheng's wrist, and began to check the pulse.

The people in the Zhuangzi crowded in.

Seeing this, they were shocked.

"What is the second girl going to do? Her noble master, how to touch the dead, it's unlucky. The men thought.

The women were terrified: "The second girl is really bold, even the dead dare to touch it, aren't you afraid of getting into bad luck?" ”

Ling Qingyun didn't see everyone's expressions, but just quietly diagnosed Ge Dacheng's pulse.

After finishing the diagnosis of her left hand, she picked up Ge Dacheng's right hand again.

In the ancestral hall, I don't know which woman gasped.

"The second girl is too bold, she grabbed the dead man's arm, and it was endless."

"Does this girl have any quirks?"

They all thought to themselves.

Over there, Ge's mother beat her husband for a while, blaming her husband for not taking good care of her son; Then he threw himself on his son and wept bitterly.

She didn't notice Ling Qingyun's movements. Her husband was emaciated, and she beat him so that his nose and face were swollen, and his eyes were glazed, and he did not see it.

Therefore, Ling Qingyun diagnosed for a moment, and then put down Ge Dacheng's hand.

"There is no pulse in the left and right hands, and there is no deep or shallow extraction. Don't talk about the country Langzhong, even if the imperial doctor encounters such a situation, he has to say that the person is dead. Ling Qingyun thought to herself, "I don't know if there is a falling yang vein on my feet?" If there is still a falling yang vein, you can also try to save it. ”

Thinking about it, Ling Qingyun went around Ge Dacheng's feet, took off his socks, and diagnosed the Yang Falling Veins on his feet.

The position of the falling yang vein was in the Xie Xi acupoint, and Ling Qingyun found the falling yang vein and pressed it deeply to take the pulse.

Although Mother Ge cried loudly, the attention of the people in the ancestral hall was all on Ling Qingyun.

Seeing that Ling Qingyun finished touching Ge Dacheng's hand and touching his feet, all the men and women in the ancestral hall were stunned.

"The second girl has quirks and is very strict. It's a pity that such a Peugeot's daughter is so unbearable. ”

"Is the girl addicted to touching the dead? The girl in the city, it's really strange, if it was a girl in the country, I'm afraid that she would have hid far away. ”

They thought, their eyes on Ling Qingyun's face.

Ling Qingyun kept frowning. After touching Ge Dacheng's feet for a moment, she suddenly stretched her sad face and revealed a shallow smile.

In this situation, her smile is not half soft in everyone's eyes, but it makes people creepy and panicked.

"Did the second girl hit a ghost?"

"Bad luck, or did Ge Dacheng not go far and got entangled with the second girl?"

They looked at Ling Qingyun in horror, but saw Ling Qingyun walk to Mother Ge's side, supporting Mother Ge, who was crying and paralyzed in the hands of the two maids, and said in a low voice: "Mom, Brother Da Cheng is not dead, he just fainted." ”

These words exploded in the room like thunder.

Once again, everyone was shocked.

These people in Zhuangzi all had straight eyes, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time, looking at Ling Qingyun and Mother Ge.

Mother Ge grabbed Ling Qingyun's arm and pinched Ling Qingyun's arm to break. She seemed to grab a life-saving driftwood: "Girl, you didn't coax your mother? Girl."

With that, she burst into tears.

Ge Shun, Ge Shun, Mother Ge's mother, also moved his lame legs, walked up to Ling Qingyun, and kneeled down to Ling Qingyun: "Girl, you are a Bodhisattva, you use immortal magic to save this child, you save him!" ”

He burst into tears, and cried so badly.

The people in the ancestral hall did not move, nor did they persuade Ge Shun and his wife. They all had their own thoughts, but they didn't know what Second Miss Ling meant.

Ge Dacheng's illness and death were all handled by the people in Zhuangzi. Ge Dacheng was half stiff, how could he not die?

"What's the idea of the second girl?"

"How can a dead man cheat a corpse?"

"Ge Dacheng is dead, and his breath is gone. How did the second girl say this? What the hell is she going to do? ”

Everyone felt confused about Ling Qingyun's intentions.

"Get up, I'll give medicine to Brother Da Cheng." Ling Qingyun said.

She no longer paid attention to Ge Shun and his wife, but just opened Shiting's medical box and took out angelica, peony, parsnip and other medicines.

With the medicine in her hand, Ling Qingyun didn't need to weigh it, she weighed it a few times, then prepared a pair of medicines and handed them to her maid: "Quick, go and fry this medicine into a big bowl of water." ”

Bang Sha Dao is.

She stood beside Ling Qingyun and asked the people in the room, "Where is the medicine bowl?" ”

A certain woman said that she had it at home, so she took the veil and went to her house to decoct the medicine.

"Still with the medical box, will the second girl know how to heal?" Everyone no longer thought to themselves, but began to mutter, "What kind of prescription is it that you are opening?" ”

"How do I know?" People in Zhuangzi don't often ask for doctors, so where will they know the prescription?

They whispered.

Ge Shun and Ge's mother cried silently.

Shi Ting took his little servant and stood in the corner of the ancestral hall all the time, looking at Ling Qingyun without interjecting. His expression was vague and unclear, and he couldn't see his feelings.

The silence in the ancestral hall was replaced by the cacophony of chatter, a little noisy. Everyone was muttering.

In the middle of the night, an old man in his sixties hesitated to step forward, saluted Ling Qingyun, and then said: "Second girl, the old slave is the old man in front of the grandmother, and there is a sentence for the girl." ”

"You say." Ling Qingyun said.

"The dead are buried in peace. Da Cheng is the girl's nursing brother, and his affection is extraordinary, and the old slave can also understand the girl's heart. It's just that he has been dead for a long time and has not yet been buried, so I am afraid that he will be delayed in entering the wheel and will not be able to cast a good baby. The old man said.

The old man felt that Ling Qingyun was tossing the dead.

This is the voice of the rest of the people in the ancestral hall.

"I know it in my heart, you can rest assured." Ling Qingyun said, "It won't be delayed for long. When the yarn is decocted and given to Brother Da Cheng, he will be able to recover in half an hour. ”

The old man was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Ling Qingyun to say such a child's playful thing.

When all men are dead, how can they be resurrected from the dead? Not even the ancient witch doctors could do it.

Ling Qingyun is a noble daughter, even if she studies medicine, she is playing with her yin and playing, she dares to boast of such a haikou.

"It can't be." Someone muttered. This muttering voice was a bit loud, and it could reach the eyes of Ling Qingyun and Mother Ge.

Mother Ge walked towards the crowd with hatred.

No one looked at her.

Ge's mother's mood, no one can understand. Even if there is a faint hope, Mother Ge has to hold on tightly.

"Even if Hua Tuo is alive, it is impossible to save the living dead." Others are muttering. It's just that his voice is lower.

The people in the ancestral hall, except for Ling Qingyun, Ge's mother and Ge Shun, no one believed in Ling Qingyun's medical skills. They felt that Ling Qingyun was tossing the dead.

In this way, it will be disrespectful to the dead.

Ge's mother and Ge Shun just lost their beloved son, and their grief was excessive, and they only refused to let go of a trace of residual thoughts.

As for Ling Er, I don't know what she wants.

"Girl, the medicine is ready." Two moments later, Bang Sha brought in the boiled medicine and handed it to Ling Qingyun.

Ling Qingyun glanced at Shi Ting.

Shi Ting understood, and walked out of the corner.

He helped Ling Qingyun and poured a large bowl of medicinal soup for Ge Dacheng.

"This girl, who doesn't know the world, is really nonsense. She didn't even listen to Uncle Zhang's words. Grandma is so shrewd and capable, why did she give birth to such a confused daughter of the second girl? "It's not worth it for someone to stand for Jing's.

"The second girl touched the dead person for a long time, she must have been contaminated with evil energy, and she was on the body before she talked nonsense, right?" Some people were frightened and moved into the distance, not daring to approach Ling Qingyun.

"How is the second girl going to end up now? When the eldest grandmother found out, she would definitely be angry. ”

They had their own thoughts, whispering from time to time, and the ancestral hall was full of whispering buzz.

Time turned dark, and slowly half an hour passed.

Ge Dacheng on the door panel did not react at all.

Everyone's eyes skimmed Ling Qingyun's face from time to time, wanting to see how she would step down later. And Ling Qingyun had a gentle and quiet expression, not showing any anxiety.

In this way, she can be regarded as having a bit of the grace of everyone's ladies.

After another moment, the old man surnamed Zhang took a few steps forward, wanting to admonish Ling Qingyun again, and quickly let Ge Dacheng enter the funeral.

Uncle Zhang hadn't walked in yet, and on the door panel where the corpse was placed, there was a dull **. Then, Ge Dacheng's manual movement.

There was a sudden silence in the room, so quiet that you could hear a pin dropping.

Everyone's face was not half bloody, and they stood pale, not daring to move their steps.

They were shocked and shocked again.

It's like the dreary silence before the rainstorm, which makes people breathless.

"Haunted, deceitful!" In the end, a timid woman couldn't hold back any longer and ran out crying.

All of a sudden, the silence in the room was disturbed.

The small ancestral hall immediately made a commotion.

Shi Ting looked at this scene, his brows furrowed, and he fell into deep thought. The light in his eyes that fell on Ling Qingyun was a little inquisitive and sharp.

***

Recommend a good friend's book: "Xinglin Spring", the author sits and drinks Ling Lingshui, as a member of the mercenary group with medical skills, Xia Jin has seen a lot of life, and only feels physically and mentally exhausted. Reborn into a fourteen-year-old girl from an ancient medical family, she said that she just wanted to marry a pure man and live an ordinary and quiet life. But who should I marry?

I954