Huineng waved his hand: "Master Dingzhai, there is a way, save people's lives, and win the seventh-level floating slaughter." If I can really get your precious son out of the entanglement of illness and get back to a strong body, it will be considered a great merit. I don't need any reward, I won't ask for a penny of your fields or your forests. ”

Li Shi listened and spoke to Huineng: "Neng'er, since the master of Ding Zhai came to beg you, you might as well do your best to go and give it a try, maybe there will be a miracle!" ”

Liang Diqing pointed at the Li family and said, "Ah Neng's mother is a good person. ”

The lord of Ding Zhai saluted to the Li family and said: "Your old man is also a bodhisattva with a compassionate heart, accumulate such virtues, and your son will definitely be able to become a great weapon in the future." Here, on behalf of my son, I thank you. ”

Huineng bit her lip, stared into the distance for a while, and said, "Okay, then I'll go with you." ”

The old face of the owner of Ding Zhai smiled: "Thank you too much, thank you too much!" He bowed down to the Li family and made a gesture.

Li Shi waved his hand: "Everyone is from the mountains, so there is no need to be so polite." ”

Huineng: "Master Dingzhai, now I'll go to your house and do it." ”

The lord of Ding Zhai happily: "Okay, you come with me." ”

Huineng: "Mother, you rest here first, I'll be back soon." ”

Lee: "I'll take care of myself." Go ahead and don't worry about me. ”

When Hui Neng went out, he took the bamboo basket for collecting medicine in the corner of the grass shed, and then put the sickle into the bamboo basket, put it back, and followed the master of Ding Zhai and Liang Diqing with the bamboo basket on his back.

Yunpai Village's Dingjia Village is on another hillside of Tianlu Mountain, surrounded by verdant trees and colorful wildflowers.

The stream of the gorge flows not far from the village.

The home of the owner of Ding Zhai is much larger than Liang Diqing's. The courtyard is surrounded by a bamboo fence, a cedar gate hangs from a thistle terrestris, and a piece of yellow paper is pasted on the door, on which are written with a red pen with a Taoist charm that is curved like a chicken intestine. This is what the district witch gave him to exorcise demons.

Huineng entered the courtyard of the lord of Ding Zhai, put down the bamboo basket, and then walked into the hall, the wooden furniture is very exquisite, but the layout inside is very different: the door, the wall is full of yellow charms, and the words are written with a red pen: "Imperial Decree, the general is here" and other words.

Ding Yujia, the son of the owner of Ding Zhai, is in the left compartment of the back room.

Sunlight streamed in obliquely through the window lattice, and the walls and bedside were covered with yellow charms.

Ding Yujia lay weakly on the bed, covered with a thick quilt, and three yellow charms were pressed on the quilt.

Ding Yujia's face and cheeks were deep, the stork bones were high and convex, her face was pale as chalk, her eyes were blank, and even the flesh of her ears seemed to have shrunk. His arms were covered with skin and bone, and his skin was dry, with little moisture and no shine.

In the face of this weak and walking corpse-like son, not only the owner of Ding Zhai was heartbroken, but even Huineng, an outsider, felt very sad when he saw it.

The lord of Ding Zhai comforted: "Yujia, I found a famous doctor for you." ”

Ding Yujia didn't react to this, her eyes were like dead fish, looking at Hui Neng blankly, and the stars that jumped out of her gloomy pupils from time to time were shining, which was a look of panic.

It is no accident that Ding Yujia has such an expression. It is because the owner of Ding Zhai said such things every time he invited Lang Zhong to come to him for treatment.

He believes that this is a beautiful lie repeated many times by his father. That's why he was so indifferent to Lang Zhong who came to treat him.

At this time, he said weakly: "I will die sooner or later, don't toss me like this repeatedly." ”。

"Yujia, don't say that, Ah Neng is a capable person, he will cure you." Ding Zhai said nothing, moved a chair, and let Hui Neng sit down on the edge of the bed.

"Please stretch out your right hand." After Huineng sat down, he said to Ding Yujia cordially.

Ding Yujia on the hospital bed habitually stretched out her right hand from the bed.

Huineng pressed his left hand on the back inch of his right wrist, set the inch, close, and ruler, and breathed his breath, from the faint sound of "flutter, flutter" on the other party's wrist, quietly listened to the frequency, strength, length, width, evenness and fluency of his pulse, and then asked Ding Yujia to open his mouth and stick out his tongue to take a closer look, and at the end, Huineng asked: "How did you feel when you had dinner recently?" ”

Ding Yujia shook her head gently, and her voice was very weak, like a gossamer about to break in the wind: "When I saw those meals when I was eating, I didn't have any appetite at all." ”

The owner of Ding Zhai said: "I finally asked someone to catch the pangolin on the mountain, beat the turtledove, and stew the soup for him to eat, I smelled that the soup was quite fragrant, but he was anorexic and didn't want to eat it." ”

Ding Yujia seemed to be full of grievances, and defended: "My stomach is indeed very hungry, but for some reason, I want to vomit when I see those things, how can I eat." ”

Huineng frowned and pondered: "This ......"

The lord of Ding Zhai pointed to his son and asked Huineng anxiously: "What kind of disease does he have?" ”

After some looking, smelling, asking, and cutting, Huineng had already understood the cause of Ding Yujia's illness, and replied: "You see that his face is so pale, and his tongue coating is white and thick, this is obvious anemia, and it is severe anemia. ”

The lord of Ding Zhai muttered: "Many Lang Zhong said so after checking his pulse. ”

Huineng: "In addition, there is also a deficiency of lung yin caused by external evil entering and turning heat into yin, so it has become even worse. ”

Master Ding Zhai: "Ah, no wonder the medicines prescribed by Lang Zhong have no effect. Ah Neng, what medicine can you prescribe? ”

Huineng thought for a while and replied: "Lung yin deficiency is not difficult to treat, some time ago, in order to cure my mother's skin disease, I climbed a lot of cliffs on Tianlu Mountain, and the canyon was deep to collect mountain herbs, and I also saw all kinds of medicinal herbs. ”

Lord Ding Zhai: "Have you seen any mountain herbs to cure anemia in our mountains?" ”

Huineng nodded: "Yes." ”

The dark clouds on the face of the master of Ding Zhai dissipated slightly, revealing a little relief: "Then, I will go up the mountain with you." ”

"No, just wait for me." Hui Neng said goodbye and went out of the mountain with a bamboo basket on his back.

After seeing Huineng leave with the bamboo basket on his back, the owner of Ding Zhai was always uneasy at home, and from time to time he walked out of the high pier at the entrance of the village, rested his hand on his forehead, and looked into the distance. It wasn't until the shadow of the sun was slanting and the sky was darkening that I saw Hui Neng come back with a basket full of mountain herbs.

The lord of Ding Zhai hurriedly rushed forward, because he ran too fast, he tripped over a stone on the road, stumbled forward a few times, and almost fell, but fortunately Huineng rushed forward and reached out to help him.

The owner of Ding Zhai asked Huineng, "Have you picked all those medicines?" ”

Huineng patted the bamboo basket and nodded: "I picked it." ”

Master Dingzhai: "Great! That's great! ”

After entering the house of the owner of Ding Village, Huineng put down the bamboo basket, poured those mountain herbs on the ground, picked up those mountain herbs, and introduced: "This is the mountain tree, this is the black fungus, and this is the raspberry...... These are mountain herbs for anemia. ”

Huineng divided these mountain herbs into several portions as paired portions on the spot, taught Ding Zhai master how to decoction, and then how to give Ding Yujia to take.

"Okay, I'll do as you tell me tonight." That night, the lord of Ding Zhai went to decoct the mountain herbs to Ding Yujia according to Huineng's instructions.

After a few days, Ding Yujia took five or six doses of medicine in a row, and her spirit seemed to be better, and her drowsiness was not as serious as before; But it can be seen that his illness has not yet been cured.

Huineng went to visit Dingjiazhai in Yunpai Village the next day, and saw that although Ding Yujia's condition had improved, he could not be further cured, so he shook his head and sighed helplessly.

Seeing Huineng's demeanor, Lord Ding Zhai knew that he was not Langzhong who was a doctor after all, so he couldn't blame him.

In the evening, the lord of Ding Zhai saw his son's sickly appearance, and thought that he would grow old year by year, although his heart was burning, but he had no idea.

On this day, Huineng came to Dingjiazhai in Yunpai Village again, and the owner of Dingzhai told him: "I don't know why, in the middle of the night last night, there was a cry of mountain ghosts outside, and my son was so frightened that he got into the quilt and curled up tremblingly, not daring to move. ”

Only then did Huineng remember that when the owner of Ding Zhai met, he mentioned that Ding Yujia was afraid to see a ghost at night, thinking that this was his nightmare nonsense, so he didn't take it to heart.

The owner of Ding Zhai continued: "Hearing my son say this, I listened carefully, and sure enough, the cry of a child came from outside the cottage. I forced my composure and walked out of the entrance of Yunpai Village, and there were indeed bursts of cries from mountain ghosts. ”