104. Ask Master Zu
Tima, a person engaged in worshipping gods and exorcisms in Miaojiang, has a lot of authority at the beginning, and is responsible for praying for blessings and vows, weddings and funerals, catching ghosts and killing ghosts, and so on.
The ancestral hall was crowded with people, a dying and yellow-eyed boy lying on a straw mat with prayer objects hanging around him, and several people dressed as wizards were saying mysterious incantations around the straw mat, and from time to time slapping willow branches stained with water on him.
Tima here was older than the patriarch, looking to be more than a hundred years old, covered with tattoos in the wrinkled hills, dressed in the sacrificial garments of the mysterious totem, with a snow-white beard hanging down to her chest, and a pair of eyes with a strange blue color.
It stands to reason that foreigners are not allowed to enter the ancestral hall of their own clan, because of Tima, everyone worships as a god, and they also want to see with their own eyes how the so-called mysterious pharmacist eliminates disasters and cures diseases.
Lin Xian saw that Qin Ruyi and the others didn't follow up, and the patriarch explained that Bai Yiran took them back to their homes to settle down first. He still called first to confirm, after all, life is not familiar, it is always a good thing to pay more attention, he vaguely feels that this place is not normal.
At this time, Tima waved his hand to interrupt the prayers of the wizards, and stood up with an old man and pointed at Lin Xian in Chinese, which was not very fluent, and said: "Guests from afar, you are a great medicine man, you contain great power, your medicine will kill the demons that are troublesome, and you will return from the Infernal Purgatory with the soul of the child!" ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the ancestral hall was headed by the patriarch, prostrate on the ground like a wheat wave, except for a man with glasses wearing a windbreaker and oily hair and pink face, and sneered: "It's the 21st century, and I still abide by feudal superstition!" Leukemia is a difficult problem in the world's medicine, and whoever can cure it should have been awarded the Nobel Prize a long time ago! ”
His outfit was quite normal, but the appearance of a high-quality man almost made Lin Xian vomit out what he had just eaten in his stomach.
"Did you give it to you?" Lin Xian asked
The man glared at Lin Xian, and then snorted coldly: "Don't bother with it, it can't be cured!" ”
"It doesn't seem to be awarded to you, so what are you talking about!" Lin Xian was stunned
The patriarch also glared at the man, and the latter was obviously a little afraid, so he glared at Lin Xian with a resentful expression and clenched his fists.
Lin Xian stared at Tima, feeling that this sounded very magical, but Tima quickly reinvigorated: "You are tied to a deceased, but you don't have to, his sacrifice is destined to guide you to become a supreme pharmacist." If you have come from afar, please start healing. ”
Lin Xian's heart was abrupt, and he looked at the patriarch again, and the patriarch said: "Grandfather is the greatest Tima in the village for a hundred years, he was born blind and has the ability to predict the unknown. “
How could such an awesome level not predict that something would happen to this child?
Lin Xian was speechless for a while, so as not to be pricked by those remarks, he paused and walked to the boy, and the boy's father, who was crying like a tearful man, asked in not very fluent Chinese like grasping a life-saving straw: "You, you will definitely save my child, right!" “
"Uh... Are you, Bai Yiran's father? Lin Xian looked at him for five seconds, thinking to himself that something was wrong, this face was a very authentic and honest Miaojiang man, unless his wife looked like a fairy to give birth to a beautiful face like Bai Yiran, otherwise it was very unscientific.
Besides, there is nothing wrong in the photo book, Bai Yiran is a typical lost face.
Father Bai's expression became flustered, and he quickly let go of his hand.
Hearing that name, the "high-quality" man's eyebrows suddenly jumped, and he hurriedly asked: "What is the relationship between you and Yi Ran!" “
Lin Xian glanced at him, thinking that the beauty didn't even fancy a handsome comparison like Lao Tzu, you scum still want to be a toad.
Father Bai turned a blind eye to the man, hurriedly wiped his tears and looked at Lin Xian, and bowed deeply: "Cheng Cheng's life, please leave it to you!" ”
The Miao Jiang people here have a high degree of sinicization, and they can naturally understand the Chinese dialect, except for the elderly who are older, they still retain the Miao Jiang dialect, but the rule is that they can't be vulgar to outsiders, otherwise it will be regarded as disrespectful.
Except that some people talk in colloquialisms in a low voice, but the conversation with Lin Xian is still in Chinese, at least there is not much difference.
Lin Xian circled around the boy named Bai Chengcheng, and saw that his face was like ashes and sweating, he couldn't stop breathing, there were blood stains near his nose, and his body was full of tissues to wipe nosebleeds, and the beating of his heart shook his clothes, and he almost jumped out. Not to mention the lips and fingers, which are purple with the blue and purple of the dead.
The worst thing is that in a short period of time, the child's watery stool incontinence is several times!
He hurriedly checked his pulse, and immediately frowned, his six veins were scattered like silk, his hands and feet were as cold as ice, and then he looked at the tongue coating and had no stomach.
Even if you take Zhaoyang, Taixi and Taichong, they are scattered like silk, and they seem to be broken!
The four diagnoses have arrived, and it seems that they can't get through tonight.
This old Tima had to say that he had a way, and the illness had reached such a point, the stomach qi and kidney qi had been cut off, and the decoction was no longer effective.
Even if you use the Zhu You technique, there is no way to return to the sky, and besides, Yang Jing's situation belongs to Jin Ge's trauma, and there is still salvation within half an hour, this is not something that you can use if you want to use it, you don't ask Master Zu how to do it!
He thought about it, first took out the rune paper from his pocket, drew it with a cinnabar pen, and said something in his mouth: The book is under the leadership of Patriarch Qibo and Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, and the disciple Lin Xian has the courage to ask for a decree to decide life and death!
After finishing speaking, he clamped it in the palm of his hand with a little force, and the rune paper burned automatically, and everyone was shocked and looked at each other.
But the high-quality man sneered again, "It's another trick to deceive, it's just phosphorus on it, there's no fuss." ”
The patriarch glared at him again, "Bai Yu, don't be presumptuous!" Knowing that you are the most educated doctor in the entire county, you may also be an excellent doctor in the future, but this does not mean a problem, learn to respect what you don't understand! ”
"Got it, grandpa." Bai Yu replied lazily, "His current hemoglobin is only 4 grams, 2000cc of blood transfusion is useless, two courses of chemotherapy, patients who have given up modern medicine, how much money can you cheat at one time with these old-fashioned tricks!" ”
Lin Xian didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned his head and asked Father Bai: "May I ask if there is a similar situation in your family's direct blood relatives, facing three generations?" ”
Father Bai looked stunned, and thought about it for a while, but the patriarch relieved the siege and said: "Doctor Lin, I can tell you very responsibly that our ancestors have lived in the village for generations, and this situation has never happened!" ”
This sentence was quickly agreed by everyone, including the elderly Tima who shook his head in denial.
"What about the matriarchy?"
Bai Yu sneered strangely: "You know what genetics is, and what recessive genes are!" ”
"If you step on a horse and then force you to chatter, Lao Tzu will break your leg, believe it or not!" Lin Xian really couldn't stand this noisy fly, if it weren't for the presence of everyone, he would definitely have to break off his front teeth to see if he leaked when he bragged.
Bai Yu's face flushed, "You! Bastard, which system do you work in, believe it or not, Lao Tzu has a hundred ways to revoke your license and send you to prison! ”
The patriarch picked up the cigarette pot and was about to knock it over, but Bai Yu quickly ran out of the ancestral hall, and did not forget to shout, "Lao Tzu can't let you get out of this village!" You wait! ”
The patriarch was angry, coughing like a bellows, and almost turned his back in one breath, and several villagers hurriedly helped him to his seat to rest, but old Tima was extremely calm.
Lin Xian sneered, this kind of clown can be found everywhere, and it really doesn't matter what region.