This is the fifth day of Chen Bodhi's brother and sister "running away from home".

Several black-clothed people shuttled through the forest, whistling endlessly, and the target was directly at Chen Bodhi's thatched house.

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After some careful surveying......

"Lord, we found the target's hideout, but we didn't capture it. The subject has departed, and based on the remains of his subordinates who have explored the scene, it is speculated that the time for the subject to leave should be within three days. “

The man in black in full strength gave his hand to say.

"It's a step late, but it's finally a result, a half-grown child with a toddler, it shouldn't be far."

"Mountain dog, keep pursuing, don't lose it again this time. Otherwise, you know the consequences. “

"No."

A group of black-clothed people continued to shuttle through the forest along the clues left by Chen Bodhi's brothers and sisters.

Chen Bodhi on the other side had already packed his bags and was ready to continue on the road.

Just half a month ago, Chen Bodhi discovered an uninvited guest in the forest, and originally thought it was a hunter who went into the mountains to hunt. But when he was about to get up to say hello, Chen Bodhi noticed something unusual. These people are obviously not people who belong to the mountains, they are all carrying crossbows and sharp blades, and their faces are covered in black scarves, and they don't look like good people.

So Chen Bodhi fell far behind, wanting to see what these people wanted to do.

It wasn't until the group was resting that they learned they were looking for someone. It's just that the distance is too far away to hear the specific content of the conversation. I vaguely heard that it was the brother and sister who were looking for it.

Chen Bodhi knew that what these people were looking for was himself and Nannan. Because this condition is not more met.

Looking at the man in black in the distance, Chen Bodhi's heart couldn't help but rise.

It's not good!

Carrying a strong crossbow blade shows that this group of people should not be good people. In the isolated forest, they all keep black scarves and masks, if it is not brain-dead, then in other words, these people should not see the light, or the things they have to do are not visible. In this way, it is not difficult to speculate.

This group of people is definitely not here to send warmth.

After coming to his conclusion, Chen Bodhi did not act immediately.

Judging from the current situation, this group of people is well-trained, and the individuals cooperate tacitly, and it is unlikely that they will be defeated. On the contrary, it is possible to fall behind and kill people who act alone or lone one by one, but once it is discovered, it forms a situation of encirclement. Then it will be a fierce battle for yourself. I wanted to scratch my tongue, but now it seems that I definitely can't expose it easily.

If you can't fight, then you can only escape.

Thankfully, these people are traveling in a different direction. The Qinling Mountains are so big, judging from their travel routes, they will not find the existence of Taoyuan for the time being.

Chen Bodhi hung far behind for a day. In the end, he deliberately left traces when he left, but instead of going home, he pointed the traces in another direction away from Taoyuan, so that he should not be easily discovered.

When Chen Bodhi left with the little guy, he didn't forget to leave all kinds of "clues" carefully, in order to disrupt the other party's investigation.

Including the later route is also carefully designed, if you have a map, you can find the route of Chen Bodhi, which starts from south to north, and then turns directly to the northwest halfway. And consciously clean up the traces left along the way, however, these are not important, the man in black will follow the direction of Chen Bodhi's progress all the way. I don't know what kind of expression they will have when they find out that they are chasing the wrong direction again, Chen Bodhi thought to himself.

Day 7...

The seventh day of Chen Bodhi's siblings running away from home.

The little guy doesn't have as much energy as he did at the beginning. The little one is very tired from the long journey. So I basically nested on my brother's body all day and didn't come down.

"Hachiko" is different, since leaving his mother's cemetery, he has returned to his usual energetic state. Running back and forth around Chen Bodhi, I don't know where I also picked up a pheasant and a rabbit.

Now dinner has also been settled.

The vegetation in front of him had begun to thinn, and Chen Bodhi knew that he was about to go out of the range of the Qinling Mountains. I just don't know where my first stop will be.

"Brother, you're hungry."

"Well, let's prepare, I will play with Hachiko for a while." The little guy's request cannot be refused, and he is about to "go out of the mountain", Chen Bodhi decided to celebrate.

Chen Bodhi is a good mouth, if he didn't have to join the army, then he should be a good cook. In the past, the characteristics of his profession did not allow him to have too many hobbies, but now it is different, even on the way to "escape", Chen Bodhi decided not to give up any opportunity to enjoy.

Today's dinner is called Flower Chicken, honey-glazed smoked rabbit meat with bitter herbs.

After a while, the rabbit meat was cleaned up with a thick layer of honey and smoked on a charcoal fire. There is a nice aroma.

The little one and Hachiko frolicked on the side.

At this time, a sloppy Taoist priest with a basket on his back and a medicine hoe came from a distance. I can't see the specific color of the robe, and the beard under the chin is very clean. The thinning hair was tied in a simple bun with a twig.

walked over, and first bowed to Chen Bodhi.

"This little brother, bother, I wonder if Poor Dao can sit down here?"

"Since it is fate to meet, the Tao is long, but it doesn't hurt to sit." A mountain and wild Taoist, Chen Bodhi is not afraid of what moths he will come out of.

A moment of silence...

"Grandpa, are you a river god? Do you have gold and silver axes in your basket? ”

The little guy had long noticed this uninvited guest, and the little guy who had never seen an "outsider" was actually very excited, seeing that this dress was exactly the same as the river god in the story told by his brother.

"Oh, river god? What do gold axes and silver axes mean? ”

"It's no wonder that the Taoist chief is really young, but my sister is young and has never seen a living person, and usually the kid will tell her some strange ambitions in the mountains. After the verification of the two phases, the Taoist chief and the characters in the story are linked. ”

Chen Bodhi explained.

The Taoist priest stroked his beard and said:

"I see, there is no taboo in children's words. Poor Dao looks at this girl is quite childlike, and it is really cute. Why be angry. There were no gold axes and silver axes in Grandpa's back basket, they were all herbs used to heal diseases and save people. ”

After explaining, the little guy finally understood that the white-bearded old man in front of him was not the "river god" that his brother said.

Knowing that he had made a joke, the little guy hid behind his brother shyly, but he still couldn't help but meow at the white-bearded old man in front of him. Chen Bodhi knew that it was the first time the little guy had seen a living person, so he was really curious, so he didn't stop it.

"I don't know where the little brother is, seeing this situation, is it not a long journey?"

Chen Bodhi was thinking about how to talk to this old Taoist priest, who wanted him to send it to the door himself.

"It's a long story, the ancestor of the boy is Chang'an, during the Sui Dynasty to escape the war, so he lived in seclusion in the mountains, until last year, his father died of illness. Before dying, he instructed the boy to return to the world with his young sister, and then he went out of the mountain. Dare to ask Dao Chang, how many years was the Sui Dynasty? ”

"I see, this year is the second year of Zhenguan of the Tang Dynasty, and the Sui Dynasty has been dead for more than ten years."

During the conversation, the rabbit was almost roasted.

Tearing off a rabbit leg to the old Taoist priest, no matter what era it is, respecting the elderly is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation.

He tore the meat for the little guy into strips of shreds, pinched off the rabbit's head and the meat on his neck and gave it to Hachiko, and then began to eat it himself.

The old Taoist priest is also not taboo in meat and vegetarian, probably for appetite, shaking his head and shaking his head when eating.

One rabbit is obviously not enough for three people and one dog, and it was not until the three of them divided the food that Chen Bodhi was half full.

"I see that you also have some herbs in this box, and the little brother's ancestor is also a good doctor who hangs the pot to help the world?"

The old Taoist priest asked.

"A good doctor doesn't dare to be a good doctor, but he just understands some pharmacology. As for whether the ancestor has been a doctor, the kid is not very clear, and the kid's medical skills come from an ancient family heirloom. ”

"Oh, I see. I don't know which faction the little brother is in the typhoid fever, spleen and stomach, nourishing yin, warm supplement, cold, warm disease, and the god of fire? ”

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Is this old man possessed by Tang Seng? Chen Bodhi is a hodgepodge, to put it simply, he knows a little about everything, but he is not good at anything. How does he know what sect he belongs to, and besides, there are so many sects of Chinese medicine?

"Well, it's not a secret, this Taoist leader, the kid doesn't know what genre he belongs to. Everything is self-taught. If there is one school of thought, it should belong to the school of surgery. ”

"What is the school of surgery, I have never heard of it. Please explain, little brother. ”

This old Taoist priest has the temperament of breaking the casserole and asking the end.

"The school of surgery is mainly through surgical means, excision of some tissue lesions, or some first aid, debridement, suturing and other treatments."

Chen Bodhi tried his best to use concise words to explain to the old Taoist priest what general surgery and trauma first aid were.

This was also chased by the old Taoist priest for an hour, and basically drained the contents of Chen Bodhi's stomach, at first Chen Bodhi also thought about refusing to come, but he could see the old Taoist priest's expression of eagerness for knowledge. Chen Bodhi didn't know how to refuse.

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"I wonder if Poor Dao is lucky enough to borrow such ancient books to take a look?"

In this era, there is no concept of intellectual property protection, but under normal circumstances, like Chen Bodhi's medical theories are the foundation of the family's life, if you can borrow it casually, then there is no saying that the son is not passed on to the daughter, and the heir is not passed on, it may be that he knows that his requirements are a little excessive, and the old Taoist priest hurriedly added another sentence.

"The requirements of the poor road are indeed difficult for some strong people, and if it is inconvenient, the poor road will not be reluctant. It is already a great opportunity to have a long talk with the little brother today, so I don't dare to ask for too much. “

"The boy doesn't have those traditional gateway views, the doctor's vocation is to cure the sick and save people, if you can carry forward the medical skills in your hands, it will be a blessing for the people of the world. It's just that the ancient books have been damaged by an accident. So there may be no way to borrow it for the Taoist for the time being. ”

Hearing that the ancient books were damaged, the old Taoist priest felt a toothache. His expression became very painful. However, I noticed the word "temporary" mentioned in Chen Bodhi's words, and it suddenly became clear again.

"Yes, since this kid is talking about the Tao. That means that the ancient books have been eaten thoroughly, and it is a pity that the original is gone, but if this kid can write it silently, what difference does it make? ”

Looking at Chen Bodhi's strange expression, the old Taoist priest became angry.

"Not the son of man, not the son of man, for the sake of your sincerity, the poor road does not care about you."

Seeing this, Chen Bodhi hurriedly replied

"When the kid settles down, the Taoist can communicate with the kid at any time."

Hearing this, the old Taoist priest looked at Chen Bodhi, and then at the little guy playing on the side, and suddenly had a plan in his heart.

"I don't know little brother, when I go back to Chang'an this time, can I have relatives and friends to defect?"

"Not for the time being, my father told me before his death that my family has been passed down for three generations, even if there are some distant relatives, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find a trace. So this time, the kid plans to find an inn to settle down in, and the rest of the things will be planned slowly. ”

"In that case, Poor Dao has a suggestion."

"Daoist Chief, you might as well tell me about it."

"There is a view of the poor road in Chang'an, although it is simple, but it is also spacious and clean, and there is no one living in it on weekdays, if you don't dislike it, you might as well settle down temporarily in the old man's Taoist temple, and when you have a place to go, it's not too late to think about it."

"In this way, as a foreigner, will the kid cause trouble for the Daoist?"

"Nonsense, you and I are of the Miao descendants of the Han family, and the place where we are located is my Datang territory. Looking at your conversation, the inheritance of family education should be good, how can it be a foreigner? At best, it's also a wanderer of my Han family, and I will take you back to the old man to do it. ”

The old Taoist priest also has his own little Jiujiu in his heart. The advantage of living a long time is that you don't look at people without losing your eyes. This kid is not bad, and the truth of the vocation of a doctor has won the heart of the old Taoist. Helping out is also a good fate, and besides, living in a Taoist temple is also convenient for communicating and learning at any time, so it's decided.

"I've been talking about it for so long, and I still don't know the number of the Dao Changdao."

"What kind of road number is not the road number, poor road Sun Simiao."

After speaking, he urged Chen Bodhi to pack up his things and go out of the mountain. Now let's go, and we will enter the city before it closes the city gate after dark.

"I rub? Sun Simiao? The first god man who came to Datang to see was Sun Simiao, the king of medicine?"

Chen Bodhi was also immersed in idol worship all the way.

When I looked up again, I saw Chang'an.

"Brother, brother, look, Chang'an is beckoning to us."