Zhongyingpan is a small village on the mountainside of Wudang.

The villages on this mountain are named according to the topography, the one on the mountain is called Shangyingpun, the one at the foot of the mountain is called Xiayingpan, and the mountainside is naturally Zhongyingpan Village.

Lao Jia is the police of the police station in the town, this town is not big, the town office and the police station are together, there are a total of three policemen, Lao Jia has been a policeman for a lifetime, and he will do fast arrest in the yamen before the Qing Dynasty, and then the imperial court set up a patrol police department, Lang Belle did a book, and the whole country has set up a patrol police station, Lao Jia has been a policeman, the times have changed, and the world has changed, but he has been working steadily until now. Lao Jia is forty-eight years old this year, and he is a well-known figure near Wudang Mountain, whose mother-in-law and daughter-in-law fought, lost chickens and ducks, and the children of the east family scratched the faces of the children of the west family...... and so on, all of which are looking for Lao Jia to argue. Other thefts and murders, etc., have only encountered that one for more than 20 years, and every time I think of the case where the murderer has not been found so far, Lao Jia can't help but sigh: Poor spirit girl, your spirit in heaven bless me to find that person as soon as possible.

Lao Jia started to climb the mountain from Xiayingpan every week, until he walked to Shangyingpan Village, casually went to the Taoist temple on the mountain, took a look at the routine and asked again, stayed in the Taoist temple for a night, listened to the Taoist priests chanting scriptures, watched the little apprentices practice martial arts, ate a meal, and went down the mountain the next morning.

For more than 20 years, the cycle has never stopped.

On this day, Lao Jia walked from the camp for a while, and felt that his legs and stomach were sore, and cold sweat broke out.

He thought to himself, what's wrong? Could it be that my old Jia has reached retirement age? No, I won the new guy by wrestling my wrist the other day.

Thinking like this, he touched the sweat on his hair again, and when he touched it, he was startled, only to see that one hand was full of gray hair.

Lao Jia hurriedly touched his head again, but he didn't use any strength, and a lot of hair fell down.

What's going on?

Lao Jia was so frightened that he hurriedly looked around, he had heard people say in the past that sometimes he would encounter ghosts shaving his head, could it be that he had bumped into an evil spirit?

He was too frightened to move, crouched down, and looked around warily.

There was a burst of laughter in the distance, and Lao Jia's sweat and pores were opened: In broad daylight, this evil man dares to run so rampant!

When the laughter and the human voice were close, Lao Jia got up and wiped the sweat from his forehead, hugged his fists and said, "Dao Chief." ”

It was a middle-aged Taoist on Wudang Mountain who came, he was wearing a Taoist robe, walking like the wind, and he was very immortal.

Next to him was a young man in a black tunic who saw Lao Jia and said with a smile: "Uncle Jia, it's been a while, why did you squat on the road from afar?" But what's uncomfortable? ”

Lao Jia took a closer look, recognized it as Xiao Wu, a lay disciple on the mountain, nodded and said: "Xiao Wu, I heard that you went to Shanghai to be a policeman, we are together, but your Uncle Jia has no interest and has been hanging around the village all his life." ”

The Taoist priest suddenly said, "Xiao Wu, go and help your Uncle Jia." ”

Lao Jia was stunned, Xiao Wu came over and held Lao Jia's arm, Lao Jia was still shirking: "No need, no ......"

Before the words fell, his face was distorted, and he covered his stomach with his hands and said, "It hurts...... It hurts ......."

There was a cramping pain in his abdomen, and Lao Jia gasped and said, "Isn't it colic?" ”

The Taoist priest shook his head: "Lao Jia, you have lost so much hair, and you have unbearable abdominal pain at the moment, I'm afraid it's ...... I'm afraid that like the villagers in Zhongyingpan, they have an evil disease. ”

Xiao Wu was shocked: "Senior brother, what evil disease?" Uncle Jia, this ......"

Xiao Wu has studied art in the mountains for many years, and is very familiar with Lao Jia, and usually respects this diligent and honest old policeman all his life.

Lao Jia nodded: "What the Taoist chief said is right, I wiped my sweat just now, and my hair fell out a lot, just now I thought it was an evil spirit, but now my stomach hurts so much, it should be the same as those people in Zhongyingpan, it is the same strange disease." ”

"Don't move yet, I'll call a few people to come and carry you." The Taoist priest said that he was going to the Taoist temple on the mountain to call someone, and Xiao Wu said: "Uncle Jia, I'll carry you." ”

Lao Jia was very embarrassed, he knew that although Xiao Wu was a lay disciple, the master was the head, and he still had a very high status among the disciples.

Xiao Wu couldn't help but shirk him, quickly picked him up, and went straight to the Taoist Temple of Wudang Mountain.

Lao Jia was sent to a small courtyard by the two brothers, and as soon as he lay down, the chief of the road brought a large basin of water for him to drink.

It turned out that in the past two months, there was a strange disease in Yingpan Village, the sick person first lost a lot of hair, and then the abdominal pain was unbearable, and the person also quickly lost weight, pulled bloody stool, and it was useless to seek medical treatment everywhere, and he died within a week of serious disease, and when he died, he was black, skinny, like a zombie.

Because there are children in this camp who are ordained in the Taoist temple, there are people who come to seek medical treatment from the Taoist temple masters, and these Taoist leaders are proficient in medical science. The Taoist elders were also at a loss in the face of strange diseases, but they inadvertently discovered that drinking a lot of water could alleviate the condition, so when they encountered people with this strange disease, they let the patient lie down, drink a lot of water, and run to the toilet for a few days, which can save a life.

Lao Jia naturally understood this truth, took the kettle and poured water into his stomach in a big gulp, drank it until he was disgusting, and continued to drink.

Xiao Wu asked his senior brother: "What kind of strange disease is this, why have you never heard of it?" ”

"This disease is ferocious, it can kill people within a week, and the cause has not been found out so far."

"But the plague?"

"No, not all the sick people are family, the place of residence is also far away, there are men, women and children, two children died after three days of illness, and three adults also died, and now there are eight people suffering from this strange disease in Zhongyingpan Village, drinking a lot of water, running to the toilet for a few days to pick up a life, but the hands and feet are deformed, unable to walk."

As he was talking, Lao Jia ran outside with his stomach in his arms.

"Uncle Jia......"

The Taoist priest stopped Xiao Wu: "He is going to the latrine, this strange disease has to drink water hard, keep running the latrine, so that he can survive." ”

Xiao Wu has been a policeman in Shanghai for half a year, and has seen some strange things, and when he heard the Taoist chief say this method of curing diseases, his brows furrowed, and he thought about it: "Senior brother, why do I think this disease is like poisoning, drinking a lot of water is to expel the toxins, so that people can pick up a life." ”

Hearing this, the chief thought first, and then patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder: "Yes, yes, in the end, I went out to open my eyes, Xiao Wu, what you said is very right, this is very similar to a poisoning reaction." I'm going to find some antidote herbs, and you're looking at Lao Jia here. ”

Lao Jia tossed several times like this, and the Taoist chief came with the boiled antidote, and he didn't know what kind of poison he was, and he boiled a lot of various detoxification things like licorice and mung beans, so he asked Xiao Daotong to hold it and forced Lao Jia to pour it bowl by bowl. Not long after pouring it down, Lao Jia's belly thundered and began to run the toilet again, and then he simply couldn't come out.

In the evening, the dead horse as a live horse doctor finally had an effect, Lao Jia's stomach did not hurt, and his body was not in a cold sweat, but in the afternoon, his hair fell out, and he became a shiny monk's head, which made people cry and laugh.

"Thank you, Chief, I'm picking up a life."

Lao Jia wants to kowtow to Dao Chang and Xiao Wu.

The Taoist chief hugged him and said, "Lao Jia, you and I have known each other for more than 20 years, and you will see the outside world like this." ”

Lao Jia nodded: "Daoda, the first time we met was in the Qianqing Dynasty, by the old well on the mountainside. ”

"Yes, yes, Baiyun Canggou, twenty-two years have passed in a blink of an eye, when we were still young, and there was Miss Ling'er. Alas. The Taoist sighed, and both of them looked sad.

Xiao Wu looked at Lao Jia and then at Senior Brother, and said in his heart, what happened to these two people? What Ling'er girl?