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In the eleventh year of Chongzhen, in May, Huayin County, Shaanxi, Chenjia Village.

The sun shone on the earth, and before noon, Chen Ji felt a burst of heat. He sat in front of the door of the mud-walled grass hut and looked up at the sky: "It will be another year of great drought, and the life of the people will be even more difficult." ”

Chen Jiben is an ordinary college student in the 21st century, after breaking up with his girlfriend, he drank alone, got drunk, and finally his soul traveled to the end of the Ming Dynasty and took away the seriously ill teenager. Fortunately, this young man is also called Chen Ji.

Chen Ji's body was weak and pale, but his eyes were bright and bright.

It has been half a month since he came to the Ming Dynasty, and Chen Ji has gradually become accustomed to the ancient life, and the only unsatisfactory thing is that the family is about to run out of food.

Chen Ji is seriously ill and can't work in the field, but the amount of food is not smaller than that of his mother Wang, and if there is something delicious at home, he has to take care of Chen Ji first.

As the saying goes, half the size of the child, eat the poor old man.

Running out of food is a real problem, and Chen Ji's family is about to reach the point of exhaustion at this time.

"Brother. ”

The six-year-old sister ran to Chen Ji's side.

Due to malnutrition, her younger sister Chen Xin is very thin, with yellow hair and big eyes. A trace of heartache flashed in Chen Ji's eyes, and he made up his mind that he must let his sister and parents eat enough and let them survive in this troubled era at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

Mother Wang was washing clothes at home, and raised her head and scolded her sister: "Xiaoxin, don't disturb my brother, your brother is not in good health and can't play with you." ”

Chen Ji said with a smile: "Mother, it doesn't matter, I still hold on." Playing with my sister for a while, it's no big deal. ”

At this time, a tall Taoist came to Chen's house, and his mother, Wang, hurriedly stood up and said respectfully: "It turns out that the White Crane Daoist is here, please take a seat." I'll pour you a bowl of boiling water. ”

There is no tea at home, so guests can only be served with plain water.

Bai Hedao has gray hair, a ruddy face, and his eyes still shine from time to time, and the Taoist robe he wears has a lot of patches, but it is cleaned and meticulously organized. A worldly demeanor.

Seeing the White Crane Dao Chief, Chen Ji felt a breath of fairy wind and Dao bones rushing to his face.

The White Crane Taoist is a master of medical skills, lives in Huashan Taoist Temple, and usually walks around Huashan to see patients and treat injuries for the people. The White Crane Taoist is respected and is called a living immortal by the people around Huashan. He came to Chenjia Village this time to treat Chen Ji.

"Good way. Chen Ji wanted to stand up and salute.

Daoist Baihe hurriedly said: "Don't be polite, you're not in good shape, sit down quickly." ”

After checking Chen Ji's pulse, Daoist Baihe sighed slightly, Chen Ji had a bad premonition in his heart, and asked, "Daoist, is there any hope for my illness to be cured?"

Mother Wang also looked nervous, and her sister pulled her mother's sleeve and looked at Chen Ji with wide eyes.

The White Crane Daoist said: "The poor road will not hide it from you. Chen Ji, you are congenitally weak, this disease is brought out of your mother's womb. When your mother was pregnant with you, she had fetal gas and wanted to be cured, which was very troublesome. Chen Ji, it's a miracle that you can live to be sixteen years old. ”

When his mother, Wang, heard the words of the White Crane Daoist, she suddenly felt that she had difficulty breathing, and tears flowed from her eyes.

"Dao Chief, is there no hope for my son?" asked the mother, Wang, crying.

Chen Ji comforted his mother and said with a smile: "Mother, don't be sad, my life should be like this, child, that is also God's arrangement, I can't complain about others." ”

Chen Ji's eyes were clear and bright, without the slightest fear, and some were just calm.

suffered from a broken love, came to the end of the Ming Dynasty, and is now seriously ill, and a series of blows have made Chen Ji's heart calm.

There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't want it.

At this point, Chen Ji has no other way than to face everything calmly.

Anger, fear, and reluctance will not change the reality of the situation, and may make things worse.

Mother Wang knelt down for the White Crane Daoist and begged: "Daoist, you are a strong medical practitioner and a living immortal, you must save your stepchild." ”

The White Crane Taoist said: "There is a glimmer of life in everything. Chen Ji's illness is not completely hopeless. Otherwise, there is still a lack of a Taoist boy who takes care of medicinal materials in the poor Dao, and Chen Ji will follow me in the future, study medicine and practice with me, and maybe one day his illness can be cured. ”

The White Crane Taoist is not only skilled in medicine, but also not weak in martial arts. Cultivation can strengthen the body, and allowing Chen Ji to practice martial arts may be the only hope for his body to heal. Because Chen Ji's illness is already difficult to treat, he can only rely on himself.

The White Crane Daoist did not finish his words, but Chen Ji was already very happy in his heart, there was a glimmer of life, and it was undoubtedly better than death. The happiest thing in life is to have hope in the midst of despair.

The White Crane Daoist nodded secretly, Chen Jixin is good, as long as he does not die early, he will definitely have great achievements in the future.

Chen Ji said: "Thank you for taking it in. ”

Following the head of the White Crane Road, not only does the body have hope of healing, but it can also relieve the huge burden on the family. If there is one less person to eat, if there is anything delicious at home in the future, you can leave it to your sister.

"You guys will prepare today, and tomorrow Poor Dao will take Chen Ji to Huashan. The White Crane Daoist said with a smile.

In fact, Chen Ji didn't have anything to prepare, so he brought a piece of clothing and left with Daoist Baihe immediately. But his father, Chen Yuanlin, was still working long hours in the landlord Chen Heda's house, and he didn't come back until the evening. Chen Ji wants to leave, and he has to say goodbye to his parents no matter what.

Father Chen Yuanlin came back at night and brought back a bucket of coarse grain, no need to ask, it was borrowed from Chen Heda's house. With this bucket of food, the family can support more than half a month, but Chen Ji is not the slightest happy. The landlord is not a bodhisattva, and the grain lent out must be doubled, and with the current situation of the family, can he still afford the grain?

After boiling gruel at night, when eating, Chen Yuanlin suddenly said: "it, let's sell Xin'er." Xin'er went to Chen Heda's house to be a maid, how could she eat a full meal. ”

Chen Heda is a gentry in Chenjia Village and the only big landowner in the village, and more than eighty percent of the fields in Chenjia Village belong to his family. And most of the people in Chenjia Village are tenant farmers of his family.

Although Chen Heda is a scholar and has a reputation for showing talent, he is not a kind person, he is extremely harsh to the people and has a vicious mind. For the sake of the family's interests, Chen Heda did not do anything less harmful.

Three years ago, Chen Ji's family couldn't survive, so he could only sell his family's eight acres of thin land to Chen Heda, and Chen Jijia became Chen Heda's tenant farmers in the future. Now, his father Chen Yuanlin is planning to sell his sister Chen Xin as well.

Preference for children was the norm in the late Ming Dynasty.

Chen Ji couldn't tolerate such a thing, and he couldn't watch his sister be sold anyway.

"Dad, I don't agree!" Chen Ji objected loudly, his face turned red because of excitement, "My sister is only six years old, how can she sell it to others as a maid?" Chen Heda is not a good thing, he is unkind, and treats the people like mustard, and his sister goes to his house, let alone eat well, and is not starved to death, it is very lucky." Back then, our family's land was bought by Chen Heda by despicable means. ”

Of course Chen Yuanlin knows what Chen Ji said, but isn't this unbearable?

When her younger sister Chen Xin heard that she was going to sell herself, she didn't even eat porridge with fear in her eyes. Chen Ji held her in his arms and comforted her softly: "Sister, don't be afraid, my brother won't let you be sold." ”

Chen Yuanlin sighed: "The life at home is really unbearable. ”

Chen Ji said: "Dad, tomorrow I will follow the White Crane Daoist to Huashan to study medicine and practice, and if I don't have food at home, my life will not be so stressful." When I am successful in medicine, I will never let my sister and you go hungry again. ”

In the end, Chen Yuanlin still agreed to Chen Ji and did not sell Chen Xin for the time being.

The next morning, Daoist Baihe took Chen Ji away, and when he left, he left behind three or two sons. Three taels of silver is not a small amount for Chen Jijia, enough for his parents and sister to survive.

Ji is full of gratitude to the Hakutsuru Michigan.

Chen Ji followed behind the White Crane Daoist and rushed towards Huashan.

After walking less than two miles, Chen Ji was out of breath, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept dripping. Daoist Baihe said, "Chen Ji, your body is even weaker than Poor Dao imagined. I will teach you a set of breathing techniques, and you can recover your strength as soon as possible with your breathing when you walk. ”

Chen Ji's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Thank you, master." ”

The White Crane Daoist said: "Don't call me master yet, I don't plan to accept you as an apprentice now." It is not easy to be an apprentice of the poor Dao, within a year, you can learn the medical skills of the poor Dao, and your body can gradually recover, and the poor Dao will accept you as a disciple. ”

Daoist Baihe also hopes to find a successor to pass on his medical skills and martial arts.

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At this time, a tall Taoist came to Chen's house, and his mother, Wang, hurriedly stood up and said respectfully: "It turns out that the White Crane Daoist is here, please take a seat." I'll pour you a bowl of boiling water. ”

There is no tea at home, so guests can only be served with plain water.

Bai Hedao has gray hair, a ruddy face, and his eyes still shine from time to time, and the Taoist robe he wears has a lot of patches, but it is cleaned and meticulously organized. A worldly demeanor.

Seeing the White Crane Dao Chief, Chen Ji felt a breath of fairy wind and Dao bones rushing to his face.

The White Crane Taoist is a master of medical skills, lives in Huashan Taoist Temple, and usually walks around Huashan to see patients and treat injuries for the people. The White Crane Taoist is respected and is called a living immortal by the people around Huashan. He came to Chenjia Village this time to treat Chen Ji.

"Good way. Chen Ji wanted to stand up and salute.

Daoist Baihe hurriedly said: "Don't be polite, you're not in good shape, sit down quickly." ”

After checking Chen Ji's pulse, Daoist Baihe sighed slightly, Chen Ji had a bad premonition in his heart, and asked, "Daoist, is there any hope for my illness to be cured?"

Mother Wang also looked nervous, and her sister pulled her mother's sleeve and looked at Chen Ji with wide eyes.

The White Crane Daoist said: "The poor road will not hide it from you. Chen Ji, you are congenitally weak, this disease is brought out of your mother's womb. When your mother was pregnant with you, she had fetal gas and wanted to be cured, which was very troublesome. Chen Ji, it's a miracle that you can live to be sixteen years old. ”

When his mother, Wang, heard the words of the White Crane Daoist, she suddenly felt that she had difficulty breathing, and tears flowed from her eyes.

"Dao Chief, is there no hope for my son?" asked the mother, Wang, crying.

Chen Ji comforted his mother and said with a smile: "Mother, don't be sad, my life should be like this, child, that is also God's arrangement, I can't complain about others." ”

Chen Ji's eyes were clear and bright, without the slightest fear, and some were just calm.

suffered from a broken love, came to the end of the Ming Dynasty, and is now seriously ill, and a series of blows have made Chen Ji's heart calm.

There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't want it.

At this point, Chen Ji has no other way than to face everything calmly.

Anger, fear, and reluctance will not change the reality of the situation, and may make things worse.

Mother Wang knelt down for the White Crane Daoist and begged: "Daoist, you are a strong medical practitioner and a living immortal, you must save your stepchild." ”

The White Crane Taoist said: "There is a glimmer of life in everything. Chen Ji's illness is not completely hopeless. Otherwise, there is still a lack of a Taoist boy who takes care of medicinal materials in the poor Dao, and Chen Ji will follow me in the future, study medicine and practice with me, and maybe one day his illness can be cured. ”

The White Crane Taoist is not only skilled in medicine, but also not weak in martial arts. Cultivation can strengthen the body, and allowing Chen Ji to practice martial arts may be the only hope for his body to heal. Because Chen Ji's illness is already difficult to treat, he can only rely on himself.

The White Crane Daoist did not finish his words, but Chen Ji was already very happy in his heart, there was a glimmer of life, and it was undoubtedly better than death. The happiest thing in life is to have hope in the midst of despair.

The White Crane Daoist nodded secretly, Chen Jixin is good, as long as he does not die early, he will definitely have great achievements in the future.

Chen Ji said: "Thank you for taking it in. ”

Following the head of the White Crane Road, not only does the body have hope of healing, but it can also relieve the huge burden on the family. If there is one less person to eat, if there is anything delicious at home in the future, you can leave it to your sister.

"You guys will prepare today, and tomorrow Poor Dao will take Chen Ji to Huashan. The White Crane Daoist said with a smile.