"How ridiculous?" Jiang Zhiqing still had a cold face, "If it's a joke about Lord Sun's life, then you don't need to say it." No pop-up window update fast //"

"Don't worry, there is absolutely no danger!" The doctor's name was Zhang Heze, and after hearing this, he waved his hand again and again and said, "Several of us are studying Western medicine, and there may be some ways to treat Lord Sun's injuries." But when it comes to the problem of being unconscious, it's not my director. To this day, there is only another way to think about it. ”

"What's the solution?" Jiang Zhiqing asked.

Zhang Heze struggled for a long time before he mustered up his courage: "Master Jun, I don't know if you have heard of the 'soul calling' thing?" ”

Calling the soul, also called "shouting shock", "shouting soul", etc., is a kind of folk custom of the Han nationality in the old times, popular in most parts of the country. Of course Jiang Zhiqing knew. He nodded: "What, you plan to ask the dancing god to call the soul of the adult?" If I'm not mistaken, it's usually a child's soul, right? ”

"Yes, yes, yes, what the military master said is right." Zhang Heze said repeatedly, "After children are frightened, they will have symptoms such as drowsiness, delirium, and confusion. At present, medicine cannot give a reasonable explanation. Nowadays, although the symptoms of Sun's condition and children's soul loss are different from each other, they can be said to be the same. Since the military master wants Lord Sun to wake up sooner, why not try this method? Anyway, there is no harm in everything. ”

"This ......" Jiang Zhiqing was a little uncertain. In his opinion, the reason why Mr. Sun was unconscious was because he was too seriously injured, which is completely different from a frightened child.

Zhang Heze saw Jiang Zhiqing hesitate. I was secretly happy in my heart, but I said with a regretful tone on my lips: "Master Jun, this is a treatment plan that I came up with. If you don't allow it, Sun won't wake up by then. Don't blame you for being incompetent! ”

Jiang Zhiqing snorted heavily: "Since this is the case, then you recommend a personal choice!" However, the time limit remains the same, so you have to hurry. ”

Those who participated in the treatment of Sun Yuanqi's injuries were all Western doctors. By the beginning of the twentieth century, Western medicine had indeed invented a number of chemical drugs with remarkable curative effects, but not many. Even if these drugs are not available in the Chinese hospital in Fujiadian, if you look for them in the nearby large Japanese and Russian hospitals, you can still make up eight or nine without leaving ten.

But find a Chinese medicine doctor or a witch doctor. That's not guaranteed. Maybe he needs a pair of live cicadas for the medicine he prescribes, where did you find him in this ice and snow? What kind of hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, thousand-year-old mountain ginseng, 10,000-year-old snow lotus, or what kind of big return pill and black jade intermittent ointment, what should I do? So Jiang Zhiqing once again insisted on time. It's still the same two days.

Zhang Heze stubbornly said: "We have a well-known god in Fujiadian named Xu Chen, whose spells such as shocking, calling souls, and exorcism are extremely effective. Please ask him to come over and give it a try! ”

Jiang Zhiqing turned around and ordered: "Give you an hour, go and tie up that Xu Chen, no." Please come! Now start the timer. ”

Time was pressing, and after seven or eight volunteers saluted, they spread their feet and ran out.

Xu Chen is the real "sitting at home behind closed doors, and disaster comes from heaven". Although Fujiadian had plague. His family was spared, and because of the large number of infected people. Xu Xian also took the opportunity to make a lot of money. Now that the wind is getting closer and closer, his family has rice and salt to eat and wear. Close the courtyard door and lie on the hot kang, I don't know how moisturizing the small days are.

Who knew that the day before Chinese New Year's Eve, the family was sitting around the kang table chatting when they heard the knock on the courtyard door. Xu Chen's wife kicked him: "Old man, don't drink, someone is looking for you again!" ”

Xu Chen put down the hot wine jug, frowned and said, "Who, knocking on the door in the middle of the afternoon?" Three sons, go! said that Lao Tzu didn't want to go out today, and rejected them! ”

"The big lazy makes the little lazy." The third son had no choice but to grunt out of the hot quilt, put on his clothes and shoes and went out to open the door, and shouted when he walked into the courtyard: "Xu Shenxian drank too much wine today and can't go out, you go back!" ”

"Less nonsense, open the door!" Outside the door still ignored it, slamming the door even harder.

The third son was called out of the hot quilt nest, and his stomach was already on fire, so he couldn't control it at this time and scolded: "What's the noise? Howl and mourn! Today, you are just calling the big sky, and I won't open the door to the third master. ”

The sound outside immediately fell silent. When the third son was still proud of his deterrent, he heard the courtyard gate "coaxing" and was blown apart, and seven or eight volunteers rushed into the courtyard with guns. "Leave one person to guard, and the rest go straight to the bedroom.

The people of the Xu family were so frightened by the loud noise that they jumped out of bed, and then saw a group of strongmen holding steel guns into the house, thinking that the rebels were robbing, and they almost didn't frighten their legs, and begged for mercy in a trembling voice: "The military master spares his life!" The military master spares his life! ”

"Who is Xu Chen?" The leader asked.

Xu Chen said tremblingly: "Little Lao'er is, I don't know what the military master commands?" ”

"Less nonsense, take the guy with us, otherwise, hum!" As he spoke, several people took out bullets from their waists and pressed them into the chamber of their guns.

These people who were brought by Jiang Zhiqing were all volunteers brought to Fujiadian by Sun Yuanqi earlier. After Sun Yuanqi was assassinated, their guilt and remorse turned into a wave of anger, and they were no longer gentle and elegant.

When the Xu family heard the sound of "bang" and "bang" pulling the bolt, it was tantamount to seeing the talisman of Lord Yama, and they hurriedly packed it up. A moment later, Xu Chen was held hostage by two tall young men and ran away, leaving only the old and young of the Xu family looking at each other.

In the fifty-fifth minute, the team finally appeared in front of Jiang Zhiqing out of breath. Jiang Zhiqing looked at his watch and bowed slightly: "Hard work!" He immediately turned his face to Xu Chen and said, "You are Xu Shenxian, right?" Work hard, you still have half a day. He patted him on the shoulder, and led the group away.

After standing for a moment, Xu Chen came back to his senses, found an acquaintance among the doctors around, and hurriedly pounced on him and asked, "Brother Zhang, what the hell is going on?" ”

Zhang Heze smiled bitterly: "Brother Xu, I'm really sorry. And it came to pass that Lord Chin Chasun was assassinated because of his injuries. Coupled with excessive blood loss, he has been unconscious for more than ten days. Now that the yamen wants to wake up Lord Sun, we are helpless, and I know that Brother Xu's magic is exquisite. So please help. ”

Xu Chen was slightly settled in his heart, and then thought of another question: "By the way, what did the young man say just now that there is still half a day, what do you mean?" ”

Zhang Heze bowed to him deeply: "This is where I can't live with Brother Xu, the young man who talked to you only gave us two days, and now it's been a day and a half." So ......"

"What if you can't wake up?" Xu Chen tentatively.

"It's easy, shoot them all!" A doctor next to him interjected.

Xu Chen suddenly sat on the ground, his face pale. His lips trembled: "Half a day, want to be shot?" ”

"That's right! We've exhausted all methods, and it's still no fun, now it's up to you! "The rest of the doctors came around." Time is running out now, only half a day, if you want to live, hurry up and cast spells! ”

Xu Chen woke up like a dream, and quickly turned over and sat up. Take out the rattle, compass, sword, bronze mirror, seal, and other items from the package and start the process. Invite gods, exorcisms, summoning spirits, chanting spells, and sticking talismans...... The eighteenth class of martial arts was performed once, but Sun Yuanqi was still unconscious.

After the whole set of rituals was done, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. I don't know if it's nervousness or tiredness. Xu Chen kept wiping his sweat with his sleeves. The doctors around him were not idle, and they were all on the side to help with false hopes.

By this time. Everyone's life and death are tied together, and there are no scruples. Zhang Heze said directly: "Xu Shenxian." If you have any other tricks, hurry up and use them, don't hide them! In the morning of tomorrow, that stunned Qiu Bazhen may have killed us all in a fit of anger! ”

Xu Chen said: Lao Tzu is a dancing god, now is the time when his life is at stake, how dare he hide his secrets? Not only did he use what he knew, but he also plagiarized all the monk's and priest's. The key is useless!

In the eager eyes of everyone, Xu Chen gritted his teeth: "Now it seems that there is only one move!" ”

"What is it?" The doctors asked in unison.

"Chongxi!"

Chongxi is also a common superstitious custom in ancient China. When someone in the family is seriously ill, they often use happy events, such as marrying their fiancée and crossing the door, to drive away the so-called evil spirit, so as to hope that the patient will turn the crisis into safety.

"Chongxi?" Everyone was a little surprised, in the middle of the night, where to find someone to cheer for Lord Sun?

Xu Chen said categorically: "That's right, Chongxi." According to calculations, as long as a woman who belongs to the rooster rejoices with Lord Qincha, she will definitely be able to restore his senses! ”

Everyone is also in a hurry to go to the doctor now, seeing that Xu Chen's tone is very certain, they have to go to Jiang Zhiqing: "If you want the adult to wake up before tomorrow morning, you must give him joy now." ”

In fact, these doctors all know that this is a farce nine times out of ten, and it has no effect at all. But what if it works? Of course, if Jiang Zhiqing doesn't agree, it will be better, and it just gives everyone a handle to negotiate.

Jiang Zhiqing obviously didn't expect that they would make a "chongxi" in addition to "calling the soul", and he was suddenly quite unhappy: "In the middle of the night, where can I find a girl who belongs to the chicken?" Let's hurry back and think of other tricks, time is running out! ”

The group of doctors just got in touch with him: "Now we only have this trick, if you can't do it, don't blame us!" So two groups of people quarreled at the entrance of the hospital.

Since Lao Zhao came to Fujiadian with Vera, he has been living in the hospital, and he has been circling around Sun Yuanqi in the morning and evening. He was already an old man in his fifties, and he slept lightly at night, and when he heard the noise at the entrance of the hospital, he got up cleanly and came out to see what was going on. After listening for a while, he persuaded aloud: "What are you arguing about in the middle of the night?" ”

Jiang Zhiqing and all the doctors knew Lao Zhao and knew that he was Sun Yuanqi's housekeeper. As the saying goes: "The prime minister is a seven-grade official." Seeing Lao Zhao talking, they all quickly shut up.

Lao Zhao looked at Xu Chen: "Xu Shenxian, using a woman who belongs to the chicken to give the master joy, can you really make the old man wake up?" ”

Until now, although he knew that Chong Xi was also a widow and a dead son, there was no hope, but Xu Chen could only go all the way to the dark: "Of course! My reputation in Fujiadian is not blown out. ”

In fact, his reputation is really blown out.

Jiang Zhiqing's expression was unswerving: "You say that Chongxi can make adults sober, what scientific basis do you have?" Hmph, I think you just want the blind cat to touch the dead mouse. ”

Zhang Heze sneered: "How do you know that there is no scientific basis? Xu Shenxian is famous in Fujiadian, which is the most powerful basis. But what is your intention in not allowing us to heal? ”

"Why is it that if you belong to a chicken, you can't do it if you belong to a monkey or a sheep? Isn't it because of the chicken, either 13 years old this year is not enough to get married, or 25 years old is already married, it just so happens that Fu Jiadian can't find a suitable candidate for a while? Jiang Zhiqing said disdainfully.

After seeing it twice, it started to quarrel again, and Lao Zhao waved his hand: "Don't make any noise, people are coming to find me." Go and get the others up and get ready to do something! ”

In the final analysis, as a typical peasant in the late Qing Dynasty, Lao Zhao is still very superstitious about the folk customs of the gods and gods. Spells such as calling souls and rushing joy have a broad market in Shandong. This is also one of the reasons for the rise of boxers in Shandong. Since the famous local god said that Chong Xi can wake up the old man, can you still try it?

Coincidentally, it just so happens that Zhao Jinghui is a chicken and is 25 years old this year. (To be continued.) )