It is said that on that day, the butterfly escaped into the valley of the end of life, and ran wildly without looking back, for fear that someone would chase him, and he didn't pay much attention to the rotten mud under his feet, so he ran wildly, with fear, anger, and bitter memories.

Unconsciously covered with shoes, thorns cut through clothes, there were several scratches on the face, the bun was also scratched, and the hairpin had long since fallen to where it fell.

From time to time, the rat badger and the black monkey jumped out, and they did not dare to stay in fright, the tears were already wet all the way, and the sky gradually darkened as they ran, and it seemed to be darker in this dense forest.

There were still a few bits of sunlight shining in just now, and now they are like a dead lamp.

The internal strength has been exhausted, and suddenly the body is as heavy as a rock, the mouth is dry, the hunger is unbearable, and the dim environment has gradually become trance.

The butterflies insisted on calming themselves, but the surrounding moss, the trees covered with vines were secretly terrifying, and the sound of the commotion in the bushes could not be some kind of beast, and the sound of hissing from time to time felt like it came from all directions.

At this moment, the picture of Master, Father, Mother and Qinghui suddenly appeared in front of me.

One stood in one direction, as if calling to her, and as if walking towards her.

She didn't know which one to look at, whether it was real or illusory, and she had forgotten that she was in the valley of the end of her life.

Thinking that it was her own dream, thinking that everything was a dream that she could not wake up from at night, she struggled, her eyes blurred with tears, and the darkness had blinded her thoughts.

She turned around, looked at "Master", and called softly in her mouth: "Master, Master, disciple is here." ”

But the more she walked towards the master, the farther and farther the master got away from her, and she couldn't help but run wildly again, throwing her father, mother and Qinghui farther and farther away.

The feet are getting heavier and heavier, and when you are about to move forward, you only feel empty, you only feel soft, and you only feel the world spinning.

As if falling, his mouth still called: Master, wait for me.

Suddenly, it felt like everything was getting darker, darker and darker, so dark that I couldn't see anything.

Suddenly it was bright again, many people were there, and the master was right in front of him, holding the master's hand, so real.

Everyone was talking and laughing, and they were terrified just now, but now the family is reunited, so happy, so happy, let's sleep like this.

There was a smile on the face of suffering, and the bow on the head was shining.

This is the impression of an old man when he sees a butterfly.

The old man's life is unusually simple, but it feels like he is in a fairyland. Saw:

Gray hair and yellow skin, faded blue gowns sprinkled with heroic faces,

Backed by the cliff side of the forest, the dream of reincarnation between square inches,

Bamboo is hung out of thin air, and the fame of the grass hall is hidden.

The stream in front of the door flows in the rocks, flowing into the deep ravine like smoke.

It turned out that this old man had lived in seclusion here for several years, without desire, without desire, and without quarrel with the world.

The old man may not know that it was three days after she fell to save the butterfly.

At this time, the butterfly has been rescued by the old man.

Lying flat on a natural stone step in the thatched pavilion of the small courtyard, the whole body is naked, the jade skin is as white as the moon, but the joints of the whole body are blue and red, swollen like recklessness, and he is dying.

After the old man examined it, the bones of Caidie's whole body had been broken in many places, his legs and arms were broken, and several ribs were broken.

The internal organs were damaged to varying degrees, and the meridians were almost completely damaged, and he fell into a severe coma.

The old man thought about it, with his medical skills, he was afraid that it would be difficult to save it, although he knew some methods of bone healing and medicine, but he had never treated such a serious bone injury.

I think I was just a swordsman on the rivers and lakes back then, and now I have lived in seclusion here for more than four years, only living a life of no desire and no desire and no competition with the world to participate in Zen and enlightenment.

After a little thought, the strong true qi is first instilled into the body of the butterfly picker for life-saving treatment.

Looking at the girl's young age, fifteen or sixteen years old, how could she fall from the cliff so carelessly, if it weren't for the tall trees and vines here that I have, and the silk satin on her body is entangled, I'm afraid she would have been crushed to pieces.

It seems that it is also her creation to be immortal, fortunately this is the deep mountains and old forests, the most important thing is rare herbs, the treatment of bone injuries is tantamount to multiple medicines, the difference between long-term medication, the old man seems to have an idea.

I thought to myself, I was fortunate enough to go to the Medicine King Valley once, and I saw the "Medicine God" medicine gold master of the Beichuan Medicine King Valley, using a crockpot to soak in the medicine room.

The whole person with all the broken meridians was placed in it, and the fire was boiled slowly, and after an unknown amount of time, this person was rescued, and his martial arts were restored, even more than in the past.

Thinking of this, he simply used the dead horse as a live horse doctor, whether he could save it was also the destiny of heaven, and if he could save it, it would be even more creation. You can even do something bold that is different from the usual, and maybe it will work wonders. Thinking about it, I was so motivated that I decided to give it a try.

So he began to boil water in a pot, first wiped all the wounds clean, and used a little ginseng, bird's nest and Ganoderma lucidum, plus some ordinary Chinese herbs that strengthen the muscles and bones, invigorate blood circulation and eliminate blood stasis, and boiled the medicinal pulp and potion.

It turns out that this old man is indeed whimsical, different from the medicine god's tank room medicine, but works tirelessly, applying the daily medicine slurry to the outside of the body, so that the medicine can work inside and outside, strengthen the medicinal properties, and inject his life's true qi little by little every day.

The next day, the old man began to collect medicine on the peak of this rare and uninhabited place, and hunted on the peak, searching for this rare wild and precious herb.

Wild ginseng, wild Ganoderma lucidum, wild bird's nest, wild wolfberry, wild cordyceps, centennial Poria cocos, centennial Shou Wu and so on.

They also hunted bear bile, tiger bones, snake gall, deer antlers, bison horns, centenarians, centipedes, scorpions, and so on.

It can be said that all the medicines that can be thought of to be beneficial to the treatment of diseases have been collected, and they have been collected for 7749 consecutive days.

At first, it was boiled into medicinal slurry and medicinal water every day, and later after improvement, it was boiled into medicinal puree and pills, which were taken internally and applied externally.

This medicinal mud also has another advantage is that it retains heat and retains medicine, the medicinal properties are more durable, and it is not easy to dry up, so there is no formula, and it is treated in such a high consumption and simple and rough way.

On the seventy-seventy-ninth day, the old man was visibly exhausted.

I thought, if she doesn't wake up for the rest of her life, it will be difficult for me to collect medicine for the rest of my life, and I am very entangled when I think of this, thinking in my head, I am still boiling medicine in my hands.

After boiling it, I was ready to change the dressing, so I picked up the old medicine mud from yesterday and prepared to scrub it clean, but I found that the bruises had all faded, and my face was a lot ruddy.

When I touched the bones again, I couldn't feel the fracture, which was a miracle.

Just now, I was still thinking that if I couldn't wake up, it would be really difficult to collect medicine and boil medicine and apply medicine every day, but now I see hope, and I am suddenly refreshed and in a good mood.

Inject all the remaining true qi into the woman's body, and don't stop until she touches the true element.

After finishing it, I quickly applied the medicine mud again, fed the pills, and after pouring water and pushing it, I watched the little girl getting better day by day, not to mention how happy she was, and couldn't help but dance with her hands and hum a small tune to entertain herself.

was humming, as if hearing something, paused and made no sound, thinking it was his hallucination, and didn't care.

Continue to hum again, just hum and hear something again, it's strange, in the past few years, except for himself, how can there be human voices, is it not possible to see the hell today?

looked around, there was nothing unusual, scratched his head, and muttered in his mouth: "Don't be afraid of ghosts, it's better to have a ghost come out, and chat with grandpa." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to continue humming, when he heard a slight voice shouting, "Grandpa." ”

This time, he heard it clearly, and it really startled him, and he shouted, "What a ghost." ”

Thinking that he had recently collected too much medicine and killed too many animals, he couldn't help but shout: "Bodhisattva Guanyin, who is compassionate and compassionate, you are very gracious, I collect medicine and kill to cure diseases and save people, please be clear." Amitabha, Amitabha. He began to speak incoherently.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a small voice say, "Grandpa, how can there be a ghost, it's me, here." ”