Qiansong County, Lingzhou, Fuling Village.

It is hard to imagine such a depressed village in Gangnam Province, where the world is rich.

The village is not big, the radius is only more than ten miles, although there are many houses, but there is little cooking smoke, and most of them are empty houses.

Wei Zigeng and Xu Yue walked on the country road, and at a glance they were full of tombs and ruins.

"Here...... What's going on? ”

The two are now at the entrance of the village, along the way, they have not met a person, the fertile land is deserted, the riverbed is dry, and the archway at the entrance of the village is dilapidated, as if the remnants of the wind, crumbling.

Perennial wind and sun, the archway plaque has already been peeled, the wind blows, falling countless debris, can only vaguely see three words.

Fuling Village.

"It's hard to imagine that there were once 200 families here, and who would have thought that the men in the village would become so lonely after just over two years of being gone."

The scene in front of him made Wei Zigeng a little stunned, and he couldn't help but sigh.

In the village, there are empty courtyards, wooden window frames crunched in a gust of wind, and white silk and spiritualist flags are hung at the door of each house, and there is a dead silence.

Every family is vegetarian.

Walking in the village, Wei Zigeng couldn't help but be surprised that there were blue bricks paving the road in Fuling Village, and there was a wine shop not far from the village, and the wine banner was fluttering in the wind.

"Who would have thought that Fuling Village used to be in the limelight for a while, but now it is like this."

After walking for a while, I finally saw a man in front of me.

The two glanced at each other, only to see that under the old locust tree in front of them, an elderly Taoist priest wearing a feather robe and a star crown was coming towards them again, the old Taoist priest had gray hair, held a peachwood sword in one hand, and held a gossip plate in the other.

"Looking at the villagers on the Lechuan River, there is no helpless ghost in front of the bridge. There is no circuit in the Yin Division, and the mundane things of the past are empty. ”

Xu Yue listened attentively, but felt that if there were really immortals in the world, I was afraid that it would be nothing more than that.

Unconsciously, Lao Dao had arrived in front of the two of them, Wei Zigeng stretched out his hand to look at it, and the other party frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Wei Zigeng arched his hand and said:

"This Daoist, may I ask if this is Fuling Village?"

The old Taoist sang a mess, performed a standard Taoist salute, and said:

"Immeasurable Tianzun, the two donors, this place is Fuling Village, the two donors of the Poor Taoist Temple are not locals, I don't know what the two of you are here for?"

Xu Yue just wanted to speak, but Wei Zigeng took the first step to speak:

"The Taoist chief doesn't know, our two brothers are from Huainan Province, there is a distant cousin here, who has already faded away, but I don't think that last month, our distant expression sent a letter, informing the family that the man was dead, and my mother was a soft-hearted person, and when I learned of this, I and other brothers sent some money to help, and it was not in vain for relatives, but why is it so ...... now?"

Lao Dao nodded when he heard this, shook the feather coat on his body, and said indifferently:

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Lingtang Mansion is kind-hearted, but I don't know, this place is no longer the Fuling Village it once was, the evil qi of the earth is clashes, the yin qi is prosperous, and countless resentful spirits are wandering, this place is no longer a place to live."

Xu Yue grabbed the topic and asked:

"Why did the Taoist come here?"

Lao Dao pulled his beard and said:

"The poor road has traveled far and wide, and I have come here just to surpass the soul of the dead and reduce some karmic obstacles, that's all."

After speaking, he strode away, leaving the two of them with a fairy back.

"Dare to ask the Changshan Gate Road?"

Wei Zigeng asked with his hand arched towards the vest.

Lao Dao didn't stop and said:

"Poor Dao Qiongxia Sect Qingfuzi, Bai Zhenliu."

The figure of the old Taoist gradually disappeared, Wei Zigeng looked at the back, the long sword in his hand couldn't help but clench a little, and his brows furrowed.

"This Dao Master is really a fairy wind Dao bone, an indescribable dust breath, Zi Geng? What happened to you? ”

Xu Yue looked at the back and muttered, and when he saw Wei Zigeng on the side, he couldn't help but have some questions.

Wei Zigeng woke up from a trance, and then realized that Qingfuzi had gone away.

"Qingfuzi, Qingfuzi...... Qing Fu Xian?! ”

Xu Yue heard this, patted Wei Zigeng's shoulder and said:

"What Qingfu Immortal, let's go, it's still early, see if you can find a living person, and ask about the whereabouts of the doctor."

Wei Zigeng nodded, and his heart was indeed mixed at the moment, he looked at Xu Yue, who seemed to have no thoughts, and said secretly in his heart:

"If it's really that Qingfu Immortal, then they must not be involved."

Wei Xian had said before he left that Han Jin, a disciple of Qing Fu Xian of Qiongxia Sect, died at his hands first, and Qing Fu Xian was a man who would be repaid and only had such a disciple who was too old to be old, because of Yuyu Lou, he might not come to Yuzhou City to find Wei Xian, but he might vent his anger on him Wei Zigeng, so that he must pay attention.

Thinking of this, Wei Zigeng couldn't help but sneer.

"Alas, the big shopkeeper, the big shopkeeper, you said that you caused something, such a great cultivator of the Heavenly Power Realm, how can I settle it, I can only hope that he has no intention of revenge."

After walking for a while, I saw a stove decocting medicine at the door of a people's house, the charcoal fire was burning, and a pungent smell was permeating.

Seeing this, Wei Zigeng and Xu Yue took two steps forward and were about to knock on the door to ask, but they were choked by the smell of medicine in the stove and took two steps back, and the two couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses, so they could barely see the scene inside the door.

I saw that there were neatly cut snakeskins on the bamboo fence inside the door, and there were still blood dripping, obviously just picked off.

Xu Yue pinched his nose, came to the stove, stretched out his hand to remove the lid of the pot, and said:

"What kind of herb is this, and the taste is so rushing?"

Rao is Xu Yue, a beggar who has been accustomed to smelling leftovers since he was a child, and his brows were furrowed when he asked about the taste, and the smell of traditional Chinese medicine was mixed with a very strong smell, which was indescribably weird.

Just as his hand was about to touch the lid, an old man with a missing leg walked out of the door, he was hunched up, shirtless, and when he saw Xu Yue's movements, he showed obvious dissatisfaction.

"What are you doing, little bunny!"

His throat seemed to be burned by a red-hot iron ball, and the sound was extremely unpleasant.

Xu Yue retracted his hand when he heard the voice, but just as he was about to apologize, he looked at the old man's expression and was stunned, and looked at the man with a stiff expression.

But I saw that the old man's exposed upper body was not a human skin on his back, but instead a whole piece of snake skin, although it could be seen at a glance that it was stitched up, it had also become one with the flesh and blood.

The old man was unmoved by Wei Zigeng and Xu Yue's expressions, and seemed to be familiar with such expressions.

Xu Yue took two steps back, retreated to Wei Zigeng's side, and looked at Wei Zigeng's appearance beside him, his face was also incredulous, and his heart was a little balanced.

But just when he felt that he was already terrified just now, his eyes glanced at the old man's pot, and he was shocked again.

Where is the Chinese medicine boiled in the pot, it is clearly a leg, a thin skinny calf.

"Is this the ghost town? And he's a ghost?! ”

Seeing this scene, Xu Yue immediately turned around, bent down, and vomited, and Wei Zigeng also retched?

"Little bunny, what, scared?"

The old man enjoyed the frightened expression of the outsider very much, and unhurriedly fished out the calf from the pot, and then lifted the hem of the robe, spliced the calf with the broken leg, and the flesh and blood of the wound squirmed, and immediately recovered as before.

Wei Zigeng looked at everything that was happening in front of him, and his disgust was gradually replaced by curiosity, and he even felt that this was the most amazing thing in the world.

But the resurrection of the dead, flesh and bones have been the lifelong dream of countless people who practice medicine, let alone ordinary people?

"With such a miracle, sure enough, the Shangsheng Sect can have countless believers, even to the extent that it can leverage the national capital."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wei Zigeng was even more convinced, Shangshengjiao definitely had an inseparable relationship with this inconspicuous and dilapidated Fuling Village.

The old man picked up his calf, twisted his ankle twice, stomped his foot on the ground twice, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Housheng, let's say, what's the matter with coming to Fuling Village? Don't mention the kind of thing that comes to visit relatives, the Taoist chief only knows how to chop wood and make a spiritual position all day long, he can't see it, but it doesn't mean that I can't see the old man. ”

After speaking, he didn't forget to smile contemptuously at Wei Zigeng and the others, and his smile was extremely provocative.

"Did you hear the conversation we just had with the old immortal? Why is there no one here? ”

Xu Yue has no scheming, and he has always said whatever comes to mind.

The old man took out a cigarette stick from behind him, knocked it on the sole of his shoe, and scooped out a pot of tobacco from the cigarette pouch on his waist, pressed it, and smoked it leisurely.

He exhaled a puff of smoke, the smoke was so thick that the old man looked confused, but he himself was unaware of it, and immersed himself in it.

"Although my old man is lame, his ears are very good, and besides, how many families can there be in the whole village now? Either the dead die, or the escape, there are mosquitoes flying over the village, but they can't escape the old man's ears. ”

At this, the old man took another puff of his cigarette, and with a slight melancholy in his eyes, he continued:

"It's just that I, an old man with no relatives and no reason, still have a local feeling in my heart, in case I die one day on the way to escape from the wilderness, and I don't even have a person to collect the body, but if I die here, at least there is a place to bury, people eat the soil for a lifetime, and the soil eats people once......"

Shaking the leg that had just been connected, the old man seemed to have not spoken to anyone else for a long time, and it was Luo Luo who spoke endlessly.

"Anyway, what are you two here for? Look at your outfit, you are not an ordinary person, a ranger walking the rivers and lakes? No, we are in the middle of nowhere, what is there to travel? ”

Wei Zigeng also smiled back and said:

"I can't hide it, the elders of my two brothers' families are suffering from serious diseases, and they hesitated, since I heard that the villagers who fled to our hometown said that there is a miracle doctor in the village, so they came here to find opportunities."

After saying something, Wei Zigeng said it with emotion, and Xu Yue was surprised to hear it.

"This kid is telling lies, and he takes it seriously."

But with a smile on his face, he said yes again and again.

When the old man saw their appearance, he laughed, knocked on the cigarette pot, pointed in the direction of the east end of the village, and said:

"You are also filial piety, do you see that over there? Along the way, there is a large medicine field, and the divine doctor is there, but he has a particularly strange temper, and whether he will cure it depends on your own ability. ”

The two of them bowed goodbye to the lame old man and walked towards the east of the village.

Scooping out another pot of tobacco from the cigarette pouch on his waist, the old man shook his head with a playful smile.

In the east of the village, there is only one small wooden house sitting alone on a field of only three acres, which is different from the depression and loneliness of Fuling Village, and this place is actually full of life.

Butterflies flutter among various herbs, and under the tall peach trees, the wooden houses are quiet and elegant, and the peach blossoms dot them, which is a completely different scene of tranquility.

In the courtyard made of bamboo fences, a child of seven or eight years old is busy going back and forth between the stove fire and the fire of decoction, and the smoke curls up.

Perhaps the stove was too high, and the child had a stake under his foot.

The mountains are covered with peach and plum blossoms, and the fireworks in the clouds are people's homes.

Wei Zigeng was stunned when he looked at this scene, this was the life he dreamed of in his heart.

Accustomed to the intrigue of the people in the rivers and lakes, the boy's dream was to take his family together in the countryside and fields, ride the night breeze, and enjoy the blessings alone.

"I can't imagine that there will be such a scene in Fuling Village."

Wei Zigeng and the others quickened their pace and came to the outside of the fence courtyard wall, and the young man turned a blind eye to the two people outside the courtyard wall and was busy with himself.

"May I ask if Dr. Sun is at home?"

Hearing this, the child raised his head, glanced at the two of them, and did not answer Xu Yue's question, still doing his own thing.

After a long time, Xu Yue saw that there was still no movement, and shouted:

"Excuse me, is Dr. Sun at home? The younger generation came to ask for medicine. ”

This time the child didn't even raise his head, but said lightly:

"Mr. Sun is not here, please go back."

Xu Yue had long been unaccustomed to the appearance of a child, rolled up his sleeves and was about to push the door in, about to give him a good look, scare and scare him, but was stopped by Wei Zigeng.

"Xu Yue can't be rude, the two of us are here to ask for medicine, that is, to ask for someone, since Dr. Sun is not here, I don't know when he will come back?"

The child stopped the kitchen knife in his hand, looked up at Wei Zigeng and said:

"Mr. Sun is out of the office, but I don't know when he will come back, sometimes it is three or five days, sometimes it is March and May, if there is an emergency, the two of you should ask another master."

After speaking, the child turned his head to look at the fire behind him, and added firewood to the stove from time to time, and suddenly the medicinal fragrance spread throughout the courtyard.

Xu Yue said softly to Wei Zigeng:

"Are we going to wait here for three or five days, or even three or five months? Since it is believed that Dr. Sun is inseparable from Shangshengjiao, it is better to directly coerce the child and ask about Dr. Sun's whereabouts. ”

Just as Wei Zigeng was thinking, the door of the wooden house was opened, and a middle-aged man walked out from inside, dressed in a gray-white robe, with gray hair, full of energy, yawning.

"Ruojing, if a guest comes to visit, how can you treat it like this, why don't you come in and watch the tea!"

Although the middle-aged man's face was slightly angry, his tone was mostly helpless and spoiled.

As soon as the child heard this, he immediately dropped the kitchen knife in his hand unhappily and said:

"I'll fry the medicine, I'll take care of the fields, and I'll cook the dishes, Master, you're good, every day you either sleep or drink tea and chat with that stinky Taoist, we only have two people in Shangshengtang, can't all the work be thrown to me!"

The child's tone was full of grievance, and tears were rolling in his eyes, as if he was about to cry out the next moment.

Xu Yue listened to the child's words, and his eyes did not hide his contempt for the middle-aged man.

"This master doesn't take his apprentice seriously, and this is ...... Wait a minute! ”

Xu Yue looked at Wei Zigeng on the side, who nodded with his tacit understanding.

"Shangshengtang? Sure enough, you've come to the right place! ”

At this time, Wei Zigeng found that there was a plaque on the door frame of the wooden house, with three big characters on it.

"Shangshengtang."

The two remained silent, and the middle-aged man touched the child's head with a smile.

"As the so-called master leads you into the door, practice to see the individual, Ruojing, you have been following me for two years, and your words and deeds in the past two years have been seen in the eyes of the master, and I am very pleased with the master."

After all, it is still a child's heart, and when he heard the master's praise, the child burst into tears and laughed, and continued to watch the fire decoction.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, came to the fence wall, and opened the courtyard door.

"The two of you have waited for a long time, let the two young heroes see the joke, my apprentice really can't beat or scold, so he can only coax."

"It's okay, since the two of us are here, we must have something to ask for, and I hope Mr. Sun will give you advice at that time."

Wei Zigeng and the two were silent, and the middle-aged man introduced the two into the courtyard, and the child's eyes were full of strength, and he immediately brought a pot of tea and three empty cups.

"It's actually the dragon of Wanying Kiln in Yiwan County, Xiyang Prefecture?!"

The cup is an extremely ordinary porcelain cup, and the pot is indeed a good pot.

The land south of the Yangtze River is rich, in addition to the porcelain of the Runan kiln, the fine Xiyang Prefecture purple sand is also the favorite of countless literati and scholars.

Wei Zigeng looked at the purple sand pot in the hands of the middle-aged man, and saw that the whole purple sand pot was showing a faint purple light under the boiling water, and the body, spout and even the lid of the pot were unmiscolored, as if they were carved out after being fired by a piece of purple sand, and the spout carved out the appearance of a dragon's head, just pouring tea and not detecting, but when pouring, it can be seen that there is a dragon tongue in the spout, which is really ingenious.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh when he looked at Wei Zigeng's distracted appearance.

"Unexpectedly, the boy is also a pot lover."

Wei Zigeng said with a smile:

"My father loves purple sand more than porcelain, and only then did he understand it, which made Mr. Sun smile."

After a polite gesture, Mr. Sun said to the child:

"Ruojing, the fire can be watched by the teacher, you can go and rest."

The child looked up a little dazed, and said:

"But ......"

After a pause, the child added:

"The bamboo shoots and stews in the pot are almost ready, the medicine on the stove needs to be fried for another half an hour, this medicine is Mrs. Yu's, she will come back in the afternoon to get it, you know her temper, Master, you can't be careless."

After speaking, the child returned to the trot and returned to the house, closed the door, Dr. Sun rubbed his head, although he looked a little helpless, but his heart was warm.

There are only Dr. Sun, Wei Zigeng and Xu Yue in the courtyard, and the breeze blows under the tree, and a peach blossom falls, slowly.

"Hey, the stove fire, the stove fire, which one is a little worse, it will inevitably be counted down by him."

After a sigh, Dr. Sun raised his hand and waved, the breeze suddenly stopped, and I saw that the speed of the peach blossom falling was visibly slowing down, slowly freezing in the air, the crackling dry wood in the stove disappeared, and the flames under the decoction clay pot also stopped beating, and there was silence all around.

Wei Zigeng and Xu Yue felt the changes around them, and their smiles were fixed on their faces, Wei Zigeng put his hand on the hilt of the sword, feeling the feedback of this qi machine, fortunately, the world in this place has not been isolated at this moment.

"I'm just lazy, watching things like the fire is the most boring."

Doctor Sun raised the teacup, smiled gently as always, and said to the two:

"The tea is an ordinary small tip in front of the river, but it has a unique flavor, the two young heroes might as well taste it."

And this smile looked particularly weird and mysterious in the eyes of Wei Zigeng and Xu Yue at this moment.

"I wonder who the gentleman is? This method of moving space is not something that a village doctor can perform. ”

Wei Zigeng silently recited the meditation decision in the word "Qing" in his heart, gathered away his scattered thoughts, raised the teacup and drank it all.

On the other hand, Xu Yue's state of mind was clear, and he couldn't see the situation at the moment, so he simply didn't think about it, just saw the move.

Doctor Sun looked at Xu Yue with a curious gaze, and finally landed on Wei Zigeng, and said:

"Ask me who I am? Why don't you two talk about it first, why did you come to Shangshengtang to find me? What to ask for medicine, don't say it again when you visit distant relatives Yunyun. ”

At this point, Doctor Sun's eyes rarely revealed a trace of murderous intent, but this hint of murderous intent made the mountain and river sword in Wei Zigeng's hand tremble.

There is a way that:

If you steal for a while, you will never be able to return it.

Ability duckweed, but want to be free.