Chapter 15: Goodbye Ghost Doctor
It was another sunny day, the autumn was crisp, it was in the afternoon, Lin Jing was a little weak, moved a small stool, sat at the door of the room, and basked in the sun. Ma Xiaoling was holding a book in the room, reviewing the knowledge taught by Lin Jing.
Lin Jing's eyes were slightly closed, quietly listening to Ma Xiaoling's sound of serious reading, slightly shaken, and in an instant, it seemed to return to the carefree time of Liujia Village.
Rumble!
Suddenly, a loud noise came, Lin Jing only felt that the ground was trembling under his feet, and hurriedly opened his eyes, and saw a half-naked giant standing not far in front of him, with knotted muscles, bulging lumps, and a golden body.
The giant emitted a dazzling golden light under the reflection of the sun, Lin Jing was so stabbed that he had to close his eyes, and an exclamation came from his ears: "Daddy, what's wrong with you!"
Could it be the bearded uncle? Lin Jing squinted his eyes and saw Ma Xiaoling running out of a hurry from his side, so he hurriedly followed.
There are many kinds of trees on Ling Mountain, which are as dense as the sea, but at this moment, a large open space has been trampled out by giants.
When he got closer, the tingling sensation in Lin Jing's eyes subsided, and at this time, Ma Xiaoling had already run to the giant, and her voice trembled a little: "Yellow Turban Protector, what's wrong with my father?"
Lin Jing raised his head, only to see the giant's palm spread out, and on it lay a sea of horses covered in blood. And this giant who was called the Yellow Turban Protector by Ma Xiaoling was the Yellow Turban Warrior who sent Ma Dahai and Lin Jing to the Shifang Mountain in the first place.
"How...... How could this be!" Lin Jing was a little flustered.
"Yellow Turban Protector, please put Daddy down quickly. Compared with Lin Jing, Ma Xiaoling was extremely calm at the moment: "Brother Lin, come with me and put Daddy on the bed to rest." After speaking, Ma Xiaoling hurriedly ran back to the house, and Lin Jing had to follow.
The yellow turban wrestler stretched out his arm and gently put Ma Dahai down, Lin Jing hugged Ma Dahai's waist, Ma Xiaoling grabbed his hands, and the two of them couldn't drag Ma Dahai with all their strength.
Ma Dahai was unconscious, and Ma Xiaoling's tears flowed out. Lin Jing's heart was beating violently, and at this moment, all he was thinking about was: If the bearded uncle is gone, what should I do with Xiaoling's sister?
No, the bearded uncle must not die!
Lin Jing screamed, his little face became distorted because of excessive force, and it was not until this moment that he completely agreed with Ma Dahai in his heart.
"It's too heavy, I can't drag it!" Just by saying cruel words can't solve any problems, after a while, Lin Jing felt the bitterness of helplessness, and Ma Dahai still didn't move.
"Why can't the Yellow Turban Protector help us? Lin Jing was anxious and asked.
"The Yellow Turban Protector is also injured, and we are on our own. Ma Xiaoling cried and said. It turned out that although Lin Jing didn't pay attention, Ma Xiaoling saw a big crack in the chest of the Yellow Turban Lux, and golden blood flowed out.
"But we ......" Before Lin Jing's words fell, a huge force came from behind him, and he felt that his arm was full of strength, and he easily lifted Ma Dahai and hugged him to the bed. This huge force came and spread quickly, and Lin Jing's arm suddenly swelled and ached.
"Thank you Yellow Turban Protector, thank you Yellow Turban Protector. Ma Xiaoling's voice of surprise came from her ears, and it turned out that the Yellow Turban Lux used his last bit of strength and gently pushed behind Lin Jing with his fingers.
Ma Xiaoling took off her father's coat, laid out the futon for him with Lin Jing, rushed out of the door, knelt on the ground, put her head on the ground, put her hands flat, and turned her palms to the sky.
"You are not from my family, so you don't have to make this great gift. Tell the boss that I have to retreat. The Yellow Turban Lux's voice was not as strong as his appearance, but rather delicate and crisp, and as soon as the words fell, he clasped his hands together and disappeared in front of the two of them out of thin air.
Lin Jing has been in Lingshan for many days, and he is no longer surprised by such things, and even though he is full of doubts, the most important thing at this moment is to take care of Ma Dahai.
"Brother Lin, you go to the kettle for hot water. Ma Xiaoling dragged out a wooden box from under the bed, calmly dispatched, looking calm, not like a child of a few years old.
When Lin Jing came back with hot water, he saw Ma Xiaoling half-kneeling in front of the bed, with eight incense candles in front of her, swinging them in order in the southeast, northwest, and northwest, clasping her hands together, chanting silently in her mouth, and after a while, she lit the incense candles with a fire fold. The incense candle did not have a flame, but it burned a pale cyan smoke, and the eight streams of smoke condensed but did not disperse, gathering into one strand, gathering more and more in mid-air.
After a while, the smoke condensed into a human face, and Lin Jing watched quietly from the side, not daring to make a sound, for fear of affecting Ma Xiaoling's approach.
"Good niece, what's wrong with your father?" said the smoky human face.
"Daddy, he went out to collect medicine, and when he came back, he ...... He fell unconscious. When Ma Xiaoling saw this person, she immediately lost her previous calmness and calmness, and said anxiously.
"Good nephew, don't panic, with me here, your father is dead, and I can bring him back to life. After speaking, this person looked straight at Lin Jing, looked at it, and said, "Well, the recovery is good, and it is not in vain the hard work of the madman Fei." ”
Lin Jing's heart was shocked, and he secretly thought, how could he know me? This smoke-formed human face was slightly fat, and his unkempt black hair was mixed with sparse white hair, combed into two upheaval buns, which looked a little funny.
And this funny old man was the ghost doctor who healed him in the Ten Directions Mountains that day. Although Lin Jing lived in the ghost doctor for more than a month, he never saw the ghost doctor once, and it was no wonder that he couldn't recognize it.
"This injury was left by the eight-tailed demon fox, no wonder even the horse madman can't deal with it. The ghost doctor asked Ma Xiaoling to uncover Ma Dahai's clothes, and after examining the wound, he said.
"Good niece daughter, you don't have to worry, your father is out of force, it's fine, just lie down for two days. Oh, I didn't expect that even people like Ma Maniac would have times when they couldn't stand it. The ghost doctor furrowed his brows and said.
"Uncle Ghost Doctor, prescribe some medicine for my father. Ma Xiaoling said earnestly.
"Well, it's okay, it's time for the madman to rest for a while, I'll prescribe a pair of calming medicine, and let the ghost boy bring it to you. The ghost doctor pondered for a moment and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost doctor shook his head to himself, and the smoke cleared.
Ma Xiaoling was not surprised, packed up the incense candles, put them in the box, fiddled with them, and after placing them properly, she picked up the hot water that Lin Jing had boiled, and dipped it in a towel to wipe Ma Dahai's body.
Lin Jing was a little at a loss on the side, not knowing what to do, let alone what to do, so he had to stand quietly behind Ma Xiaoling. Just when he was lost and worried, Ma Xiaoling said: "Brother Lin, go to the kettle of hot water again, and the ghost doctor will bring the medicine later, and you can use it." ”
"Okay, okay, okay! I'll get it now." Lin Jing's heart suddenly lit up, his whole body seemed to be full of strength, carrying the kettle, trotting out, there was only one thought in his heart: it feels good to be needed.
Lin Jing was boiling hot water in the kitchen, and it didn't take long for him to hear a strange noise outside, and when he walked out, he saw a huge eagle hovering in the sky, his sharp claws clutching a package wrapped in an oilcloth.
The eagle saw Lin Jing, flapped his wings, and threw the package over.
Lin Jing subconsciously caught it, the eagle did not stop, spread its wings and flew high, the speed was so fast, it became a black spot in the air in an instant, and disappeared.
"Brother Lin, take out the medicine and fry it. When Ma Xiaoling came out, the eagle had already gone away, she looked at Lin Jing's package, and said simply, obviously not surprised.
Could this eagle be the ghost boy that the ghost doctor said? Ma Xiaoling didn't say it explicitly, Lin Jing didn't dare to ask more, and when he opened the package, he saw that there were six smaller packages inside, thinking that this medicine scored six times to take it.
Lin Jing took out a small packet, and after opening it, he couldn't help but gasp, thinking to himself, what kind of mess was inside. A pair of fluffy, unknown animal ears, a long, tail-like strip of flesh, a clot of blood that had frozen to ice, and some dead leaves, dried powder, and unnamed animal bones and internal organs.
Could these be all medicinal herbs for the bearded uncle? Lin Jing was really unbelievable, he had also decocted medicine for his mother before, but he had never seen such disgusting medicinal herbs. Lin Jing was afraid of making a mistake, so he took the package to Ma Xiaoling, but the latter only said lightly, just put it in the pot and fry it.
In desperation, Lin Jing had to follow Ma Xiaoling's instructions, pour the medicinal herbs into the crucible one by one, and boil them on the stove. Ma Dahai was taken care of by Ma Xiaoling, Lin Jing didn't need to ask, he simply picked up the pu fan and concentrated on fanning the wind and boiling the medicine.
"Well, it tastes pretty good. The messy medicinal herbs were mixed together, and it didn't take long for it to emit an attractive fragrance, and Lin Jing felt a little comforted in his heart.
"I don't know what is in the medicine that Sister Xiaoling fried for me. If that's the case......" Lin Jing thought of this, and suddenly a turbid gas surged up in his abdomen, and he couldn't help retching, and hurriedly stopped thinking about it, not daring to think about it again.
"What's going on?" Although he didn't think about it anymore, his throat was still itching, Lin Jing's cheeks were red, he couldn't breathe, he struggled to stand up, and wanted to call for help, but he couldn't speak, his stomach twitched, and soon his eyes rolled and he fainted.
Lin Jing fainted, but Ma Xiaoling suffered, she took care of the two of them alone, and she was just a child.
When Lin Jing woke up, he found that Ma Xiaoling was exhausted and fell asleep lying on the edge of the bed. However, Ma Dahai had woken up and sat down on the other side of the bed.
Lin Jing was about to speak, but found that Ma Dahai was talking to someone else at the moment. He raised his eyes slightly, and saw that the air in front of Ma Dahai was burning with the same cyan smoke as that day, and the face condensed by the smoke was none other than the ghost doctor.
"Madman, you have alarmed the eight-tailed demon fox, these six-tailed fox mountains, no matter what, you can't go again. The ghost doctor said.
"No, I must cure Jing'er, this child, otherwise how can I be worthy of my junior brother, and how can I have the face to see my master again. I just fought for this life, and I also wanted to cure Jing'er. Ma Dahai's words seemed to contain an undoubted power, and the ghost doctor was about to say something more, but seeing that his attitude was so resolute, he had to give up.
The two were relatively silent.
Lin Jing never knew what the situation of his illness was, and when he saw Ma Dahai and the ghost doctor mentioning his illness, he didn't dare to come out nervously, for fear that they would find out that they were awake and refused to say anything more.
After a while, it was the ghost doctor who broke the silence: "If you really want to cure this child, don't let him enter the gossip gate." ”