Chapter 8: The Wandering Head
The purple microstar gradually rose in the night sky in the east, and Feng Sanyan and the uneven old Dao walked on the way back, and still kept asking: "Dao Ye, I didn't expect that the rat spirit to be easily solved by a wild cat, it's really incredible to say!"
Lao Dao smiled: "What's this, everything in the world can't escape the law of life restraint." Rats are naturally afraid of tanuki, and even if they cultivate the Tao, they will not be able to escape this barrier. ”
Feng Sanyan said again: "But that rat spirit is an unusual mouse after all, since this wild cat can easily win, it is not an ordinary thing. Otherwise, how could your old man be so respectful to a brute? ”
Lao Dao nodded and said, "Your kid guessed well, and the golden tiger cat also has some background." It was originally born with a different species, and it had to meet the immortal fate and be enlightened by the masters, and opened up the spiritual wisdom. Now hiding and practicing in Tanzigang, it is easy not to show up in front of people, and the villagers in the town do not know that there is such an unusual wild cat. Lao Dao only saw it by chance half a year ago, when I thought it was not a mortal thing, so I told it a paragraph of "Tao Te Ching", hoping to be beneficial to its cultivation. This time, it was willing to go out of the raccoon hill to help deal with the rat spirit, and it was also to repay the kindness of the old man. After speaking, he instructed Feng Sanyan: "Don't talk about this, so as not to disturb the cultivation of the Golden Silk Tiger."
Feng Sanyan didn't expect that this golden silk tiger was actually a cultivating beast, and it was not small, so he couldn't help but open his mouth wide in surprise, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time......
Feng Sanyan and the uneven old road returned to Shiniuguan, and the two tossed for a day and a night, fell asleep on the bed, and slept until noon the next day before waking up one after another.
The two of them cooked some dry vermicelli in the kitchen and ate them indiscriminately, finally filling their stomachs. In his spare time, the old man and the young sat at the gate of the Shiniuguan and basked in the sun, discussing going to a certain ownerless pond to touch two fish, and opening the meat to eat a bowl of fresh fish soup at night.
When the two were discussing the matter of fishing, a wandering head walked on the road in front of the gate of the Taoist temple. Wearing a brass hoop on his head, bast shoes on his feet, a coarse cloth jacket on his shoulders, and a rattan wooden staff in his hand, he has a stout and short body with a smile on his face.
Toutuo walked in front of the Shiniuguan Gate, stopped to look at the mottled and inclined plaque on the lintel of the Shiniuguan, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead.
Seeing that this head was covered with dust, the unjust Dao people seemed to have been in a hurry for a long time. Although the monks and Taoists are not of the same sect, they are all monks after all, so they shouted to Natoutuo: "Fellow practitioners, if you are tired from the journey, you may wish to enter the temple to rest your feet, and drink a scoop of cold water to relieve fatigue."
Tou Tuo nodded slightly and greeted the uneven old road, walked to the door of the Taoist temple, and said with a smile: "It's long to disturb the Taoist."
The unfair old man asked Feng Sanyan to go to the backyard to get water for Tou Tuo to drink, and asked Tou Tuo to sit on the threshold to rest, and chatted with Tou Tuo: "Where does the master come from?" Where to go? ”
Toutuo thumped his legs and feet, and replied: "The poor monk is called Bandou, originally practiced in Foguang Temple in Henan, and later the temple was burned to the ground by fire, and the poor monk had nowhere to stay, so he had to travel all over the world. Fortunately, the poor monk had learned some medical skills in the temple with his masters, and he relied on this medical skill for many years to see a doctor, so as not to starve to death. ”
Old Dodge said, "Will the master still see the disease?" I don't know which subject I am good at? ”
Tou Tuo said: "The best at treating diseases such as blindness and deafness, if it is ineffective, do not take a penny."
At this time, Feng Sanyan called Qing Shui from the backyard, listened to Toutuo's words, and interjected: "Ouch, I heard that Master Chen, the squire in Wangjiang Town, has suffered from eye disease in recent years, and now his eyes are no longer able to see, and it is useless to go to the provincial capital to find many doctors." If the master has a cure for eye diseases, he might as well go to the Chen Mansion in the town to show Master Chen, if he really cures Master Chen's eyes, there will be a rich reward. ”
Toutuo took the clear water and drank it, wiping his mouth: "Amitabha, if you can relieve the suffering of the Chen benefactor, it is also a merit, but the poor monk is not greedy for his generous reward."
The old man said with a smile: "Master Chen is the most kind-hearted, and he has done a lot of good things to pave bridges and build roads to help his neighbors. Could it be that God couldn't bear to blind him in both eyes, so he specially arranged for the master to come to treat him? Three-eyed, anyway, if you have nothing to do, I'll work hard for you to lead the way to the master, and go to Chen's house for a ride. ”
Feng Sanyan readily agreed, and led the half-Doutoutuo to the Chen family's compound in the town.
The Chen family in Wangjiang Town is the largest local family, many years ago in the provincial capital of Changsha to run a grain and cloth business, and later the Taiping army besieged Changsha City, the Chen family feared that the disaster would be unjustified, so they turned the business back to their hometown to live in peace.
Although Mr. Chen is a businessman, he is different from those stingy and stingy profiteers, after returning to his hometown, he has repeatedly funded the construction of bridges and roads in the town, and often helps the poor families in his fellow villagers, and is very respected by everyone in the local area. It's a pity that his old man's health has not been as good as before in recent years, and he has suffered from eye diseases, and his eyes gradually can't see clearly, and he has found many doctors to diagnose and treat things to no avail.
Besides, Feng Sanyan led Bandoutoutuo to the Chen family compound, knocked on the door "pop papa", Chen Qi, the housekeeper of the Chen Mansion, pushed half of the gate open, and saw that Feng Sanyan came to the door, thinking that he was coming to ask for work, so he said: "Sanyan, there is no odd job in the house recently, I will look for you when I want someone to help." As he spoke, he was about to close the door.
Feng Sanyan hurriedly leaned against the door and said with a smile: "Steward Chen, I'm not here to ask for work this time. Old Man Chen suffered from an eye disease, and the villagers in the town were very worried. No, I met a master of You Fang today, saying that he had medical skills to treat deafness and blindness, so I led him to the house, maybe I could relieve Master Chen's worries. ”
Chen Qi looked at the half-bucket head behind Feng Sanyan, his face full of distrust: "It's this master?" Our lord has invited many famous doctors to diagnose and treat this eye disease, and he is not optimistic, what good way can he do as a traveling head? Three-eyed, your kindness Chen Fu has taken it, so please go back. ”
Although Chen Qi's words were vague, the implication was clearly that he regarded this half-Doutoutuo as a liar who ran the rivers and lakes. Ban Doutou Tuo gently slapped the rattan cane and said loudly: "Don't look down on people. Since the poor monk dared to come, he was naturally somewhat sure, if he couldn't cure Master Chen's illness, he would not take a penny and leave immediately. ”
Feng Sanyan also persuaded: "Steward Chen, I am not familiar with this master, and I have no intention of recommending it for him. I just hope that Master Chen will recover soon. You might as well let him show Master Chen, if there is a way to cure it, it is the best, and if it is not cured, it will not suffer any loss, don't you say? ”
Chen Qi frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, you wait first, I'll go and tell the master, this matter depends on whether the master himself is willing or not." After speaking, he covered the door and entered the house to report.