The man kept kowtowing incoherently, and kept saying, "Thank you, thank you, old man...... Thank you, you are really a miracle doctor, a living immortal...... Thank you for saving my child, thank you!"

The old man didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly helped him up and said softly: "It is the duty of a doctor to cure the sick and save people, why should a strong man be like this, don't break the old age." ”

"Old man, you are a doctor, don't you know, this kid is ...... He can't bleed, and when he has a wound, it will bleed endlessly, and it is difficult to stop, but it is scared to death. This time, I have met you, the miracle doctor, otherwise, what can I do? ”

"Oh, there is such a thing?" the old man couldn't help frowning suspiciously after listening to the man's story.

"Yes, this child was born with a hard life, hey......" sighed, the man arched his hand to the old man, and said sincerely: "My surname is Feng, I am a hunter in the Fengjiazhuang under this mountain, go down this mountain road, go straight at the fork in the road, the courtyard on the right side of the bamboo forest at the end of the mountain road is my home, if you don't think my grass house is cold, please come, so that I can thank you heavily." ”

The old man smiled slightly, and returned the salute, and said to the wind hunter: "The wind strong man is too polite, the old man is just a gesture, what a lot of care, the duty of a doctor, should not be too famous, but there are still some doubts in the old man's heart that need to be asked, so he will be bothered, as for the words of thanks, don't mention it again." ”

When he heard that the old man was willing to go to his home, the wind hunter was overjoyed and said, "That's great, hehehe, you can go down the mountain with me." After that, he picked up the cloth bag that he had thrown on the ground before, tied the mouth of the bag, tucked it behind his waist, stepped forward and gently picked up his son, and smiled at the old man.

The old man arched his hand towards the wind hunter and said, "Then disturb, the wind strong man might as well take the first step, and the old man will wait for a while, pick one or two herbs here, and then arrive." With that, he pointed to the basket he had placed on the ground.

The Wind Orion nodded, and said happily to the old man, "You should be faster, it will be dark in a while, and the mountain road will be difficult to walk." ”

The old man put the basket on his back and said, "Thank you for the reminder, it's good to be old for a while." ”

Then, after the old man watched the wind hunter walk away, he carefully examined the traces on the ground.

After a while, the old man stood up, took out a cloth bag from his arms, took out a yellow rune paper, sandwiched it between the two fingers of his right hand, pinched a magic trick and put it on his chest, recited the spell silently, and then threw the rune paper.

The blood stains that flew to the ground suddenly glowed yellow, turning into a light mask the size of a zhang, covering the blood stains on the ground, and the blood stains and various footprints on the ground disappeared. After confirming that there was no abnormality, the old man walked quickly along the mountain road towards the Wind Orion's house.

The old man came to the gate of the courtyard of the wind hunter, and saw that the wind hunter had already settled Feng Shaoyang and lay down, and was standing at the gate of the courtyard to look around, and hurriedly said a few polite greetings, and then entered the bamboo house in the middle.

As soon as he entered the bamboo house, the old man felt a little weird, there was a low bed on the right side of the room, Feng Shaoyang was lying on it and sleeping soundly, there were two futon cushions wrapped in meadow next to the bed, there was no other furniture in the house, the walls were thickly wrapped around a half-person high straw curtain, and a thick layer of straw mats was also spread on the ground.

The wind hunter moved the futon, invited the old man to sit down, poured tea with a bamboo bowl and offered it, and was about to bow again, but was stopped by the old man.

The old man said: "Don't be like this, the old man has already said just now, this is the duty of the doctor to cure the disease and save people, not to mention that it is not the old man who treats Ling Lang, before this someone has stopped the bleeding from the wound for Ling Lang, but when the old man arrived, the person had already left, so I don't know who it is." ”

"There are others, who could it be?" the Wind Orion looked puzzled.

"Maybe the healer didn't want people to know his identity, so he left early, it doesn't matter who this person is, after all, he has no ill will towards Ling Lang. ”

The old man twisted his beard with his hand, paused for a moment, and said, "However, the old man has some doubts in his heart, and he still hopes that the strong man will give him advice, and if there is anything in his words that involves concealing taboos, he also hopes to forgive his sins." ”

"Where do you always say, what are you taboo or not, just ask. ”

"Dare to ask the display furnishings in this room, I'm afraid it has something to do with Ling Lang's illness, this piece of straw mat and straw curtain is made of soft and fine velvet grass, it should have taken a lot of effort, this licking of calves is really admirable. ”

"Alas. Feng Orion sighed, glanced at Feng Shaoyang who was lying on the bed, and said: "This child was born with a bitter life, when his mother was pregnant, the water and rice were difficult to enter, so that the body was weak, I don't know how many times I begged the immortals to worship God, and finally came to the time of childbirth, it was the twenty-first day of the lunar month, and the New Year was approaching." I thought I was lonely all my life, nearly thirty years old, and I had a child, I thought that double happiness was coming, who would have thought that ......"

Wind Orion frowned, and his voice became whimpering: "Who would have thought that his mother was dying due to dystocia, and after giving birth to a child, he tried his last strength to feed ** in the child's mouth, and left with a smile......" Before he finished speaking, Wind Orion actually cried with a whimper.

"Don't be overly sad, blame the old man for talking too much, causing sad things, and hope to forgive his sins. ”

Feng Orion wiped away the tears on his face with his hand, and said slowly: "You don't have to blame yourself, how can I blame you for this, I just secretly resented this injustice in my heart." I have been lonely since I was a child, and it was easy to ask for a family affair under the auspices of the elders of the village, thinking that I could live my duty, but I had been empty for many years, and I begged for the blessing of the fairy gods all day long. ”

Wind Orion then sighed again, eased his expression slightly, and then said: "Fortunately, although our village is sparsely populated, the neighbors are extremely close to each other, and they can take care of each other. At this, a warm smile appeared on the face of the Wind Orion.

The old man couldn't help but be a little moved, and said: "I didn't expect that in this secluded mountain village, the folk customs are so simple and selfless, how can it not be admirable." ”

"Yes, I have nothing to repay, so I have to go to the mountains every day to fetch more firewood and pick some fresh mountain goods to send to that person's family, which can be regarded as a little heart. ”

After a slight pause, the face of the wind hunter who had just cleared up was a little melancholy, and then said: "However, I never thought that after this child was one year old, he would have a strange disease, and no matter where he was, as long as there was a wound on his body, it would bleed incessantly, and it was extremely difficult to stop, so he was weak and weak. I was afraid that he would be hurt in any way, so I removed everything from the house and spread this thick straw mat to prevent him from being hurt by touching it. I was afraid that he would be scratched by something when he went out, so I put on thick clothes to cover him, and then I simply didn't let him go out easily. I don't know what's going on today, he actually ran up the mountain by himself, and he was injured and left so much blood, if he hadn't met your old man, I'm afraid he would have gone to the ghost gate again today, and his life would not be guaranteed. After speaking, he bowed to the old man again.