Suddenly, the pine trees outside the Taoist temple have been planted into willow trees. After the war, even the drought and epidemic, once prosperous place did not exist one out of ten, the former city, now the eighteen layers of hell, the former officials, now the nine dark rakshasas. Refugees are displaced, the living are grieving, moaning and crying, mourning is everywhere, and the dead are littered. There is nowhere to put the coffin in the city, so it has to be blocked next to the city gate, and the displaced people outside the city, some of whom are exquisite, are swept away by the grass as soon as they breathe and hurriedly enter the ground, and those who are not particular about it, they cover their old clothes and lie on the side of the road waiting for the end of their lives.

"God, save my Ling'er......"

"Save my Ling'er!"

Not far away, a few low sobs were faintly heard, the woman's pale face was quite panicked, the husband on the side was holding the infant child, the baby's eyes were closed, and the thin face was bloodless, the man did not dare to delay, and walked straight over to check. The gray lips reveal a sickly state, which is caused by the plague and the heart pulse is not smooth. wanted to take a closer look, but the child's father pushed the man a few steps away: "Where is the madman, get out of the way!" ”

Instead of being angry, the man explained in a deep voice: "This child's pulse is either heavy or volatile, or subtle, or substitutional, or vague, or urgent and chaotic, like yin but not yin, like yang and not yang, if it is not treated, I am afraid it will be difficult to survive this night." ”

Before the words fell, the woman seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw when she was drowning, grabbed the man's arm violently, and cried and begged: "Divine doctor, please save my Ling'er, please save him!" ”

The child's father stared at the man, obviously not trusting the young man with clear eyebrows and a calm demeanor. The other party's hesitation, the man saw it in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, he sealed the seal and cast a spell to release the Gu worm, and then took out the silver needle to guide. Sometimes urgent, sometimes slow, light or heavy, the man's acupuncture is smooth, and the baby in the swaddling clothes has rosy lips and cries out loud.

"Ling'er, my child, you have finally come back to life...... My Ling'er ......"

Seeing the child wake up, the woman burst into tears, half joy and half sadness, and the child's father knelt in front of the man, his face was full of guilt and fear, trembling and kowtowing like pounding garlic: "Thank you Divine Doctor, thank you Divine Doctor!" I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, the villain was wrong before, it was the villain who had eyes and didn't know Mount Tai, it was the villain who had eyes and didn't know the ability of the miracle doctor! Please also ask the divine doctor to help save my mother and save the hard-working people who survived in this urban village! ”

In the middle of spring, the red is shocking. The child's father led the man to a corner of the mountain, and excitedly said to the homeless people gathered here: "We are saved, the divine doctor has come to save our big guy!" This divine doctor can make the yellow spring turn into spring rain, and my child was cured by this divine healer. ”

As soon as the child's father finished speaking, someone said: "Li Laosan, you are sick and confused, this person must be a liar!" ”

Someone else chimed in: "Yes, in today's plague, I don't know how many good medicines and good remedies are useless, how can he cure our disease?" ”

Someone also persuaded the man: "This son, life is difficult now, don't cheat people out of money, wash your hands as soon as possible." ”

The crowd buzzed, and the homeless people were talking about it, completely disbelieving what Li Laosan said.

"You don't believe it, I do!" At this time, an old woman wiped her tears, ran to the man and knelt down, holding her motionless grandson with both hands and said: "Please ask the divine doctor to save my grandson, his name is Ah Xin, his father and mother died the day before yesterday, and he is ...... now."

The man took Ah Xin from the old woman's hand, only to see Ah Xin's head tilted to one side, his limbs drooped, and he had already breathed more and less in. Rest assured, he's still angry. ”

The old woman didn't dare to get up, and knelt and cried tears with her nose: "Ask the divine doctor to save him, I have lived a handful of years, and now there is only him by my side, I hope that the divine doctor will pity our mother and wife and let us depend on each other for our lives......"

The man hugged Ah Xin and asked the old woman, "Do you have a wooden bucket and water?" ”

"Yes, yes!" The old woman agreed, got up and brought a bucket full of water from the mountain spring, and said, "If the divine doctor needs anything, I'll go and prepare it." ”

The man said lightly: "That's all. After that, he took out the silver needle, cast the Gu seal, and put Ah Xin into the bucket, and as soon as he touched it, the colored smoke rose instantly around the bucket, and the water mist was swirling, which was quite cloudy and steaming. During the whole process, the onlookers held their breath, and none of them dared to speak out. After a while, the colored smoke and water mist dissipated, and Ah Xin slowly opened his eyes.

"Shen Gongzi, please save the dog's life for the sake of the villain's work as a long-term worker in the willow house!"

"Master, please save my wife and children......

"Divine Doctor, you are a living bodhisattva!"

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At present, countless homeless people are kneeling down to worship the man as a "divine doctor", and even worse, call the man a "living immortal".

With the qi to resist the needle, the mind is exhausted. The man flipped through the ancient books and found a way to avoid the epidemic. Atractylodes, Atractylodes, Atractylodes, Coptis chinensis, Peony, Licorice, Musk...... With Gu insects as a guide, pre-fabricate this burn, which can disperse evil qi and far away from diseases. After staying for a few days, the method of avoiding the epidemic spread by the strange fragrance, and the man was surrounded by people, and people lined up on both sides of the road, kneeling or shouting, to welcome this miracle doctor who hung a pot to help the world.

The helplessness of not going to go away has turned into a wandering thought.

At the foot of the mountain, the stream was flowing slowly, and the man stared at the river beach for a long time before he asked the old man who was carrying water: "Uncle, there used to be a Taoist temple here, called Jieruin Temple, is it still there now?" ”

"That temple was abandoned ten years ago," the ragged old man sighed, "and now, who will go to worship." If the gods are useful, the ancestors of the Three Qing Dao can protect the world, how can Kyushu suffer from this great disaster. ”

The young man on the side listened to it and said: "Those gods worshiped in the temple are pure and inactive, and they don't ask about the world. Now that the emperor's court is gone, it is not a joke to point to the blue sky to save the world. ”

"If the divine doctor wants to go, he can climb the stone steps from here, but there has been no one for a long time, and it is extremely desolate." The old man shook his head with emotion, turned around and continued to fetch water.

Weeds are everywhere, stretching endlessly, the wind sweeps the treetops, and crows chirp. Walking up the stairs along the bluestone brick paved road, in front of the archway, the man broke off a willow branch and chanted: "The peach and plum smiles during the Qingming Festival, and the wild mounds are only worried." The thunder is shocking, the dragon and the snake are stinging, and the rain is soft in the suburbs. People begged to sacrifice the concubines and concubines, and Shigan burned the unjust marquis. The virtuous and foolish have known who they are for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of basil. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, he walked through the door and didn't take it with him.

Because of the rainy weather, the hall is a little dim, the man took out the fire fold and lit the lamp and candle, only to see that the three futons in the hall are crooked, and the corner of the room is placed on the big sandalwood case of the year, there are still a few books, a few inkstones, and a few pens. The incense case under the ancestor of Sanqing Dao is the most chilly, with thick dust and cobwebs, and pieces of incense burners shattered. He approached the table and sat down, waited for the ink to be polished, took out the yellowed letter paper, and wrote with a pen: "Lin'er......"