Yueyang Tower is in Hunan, but the White Horse Temple Town is in Hubei, separated by a Dongting Lake, Song Jie took a boat back and forth, and stayed in Yueyang Tower for a long time, returned to Hubei that day, the sky has darkened a lot, he is not looking for no anger is not because of poison, thinking that there is no reason to visit at night, he simply returned to the inn and stayed for another night. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the town of White Horse Temple is not big, but the town is crowded, Song Jie is wearing a moon white brocade robe, stepping on the cloud chasing boots, carrying a three-foot sword at his waist, his hair is neatly combed, leading a yellow horse, pedestrians on the road saw him walk by, and gave way.

The Han hairstyle at his end is really eye-catching!

Song Jie saw that the people around him saw him as if they had seen the devil, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, it has been hundreds of years since the founding of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and the Han people in the world have long been tamed.

The people of China have been like this since ancient times, as long as there is still a way to live, they will never commit chaos, and now there are Shandong Confucian families with the world's scholars to help the Manchus fool the common people.

In this era, the words of the scholars are convincing, let alone the words of the descendants of Confucius?

He has already seen through it all the way, such as the people today, if he kills those bullies and corrupt officials, they will praise them and give them money, and they will accept it, but if they want to make them stand up and resist themselves, hehe, it will be even more difficult.

After walking in this world, Song Jie was even more sure in his heart that the Red Flower Society wanted to overthrow the Manchus, not to mention that their current plan would not work, even if they planned to rebel in the end, there would not be many people who followed them.

He is too lazy to pay attention to these things now, although he is also a Han Chinese, and he does not look down on the Manchu rule, but after all, he is still a modern person's mind, and he has no sense of belonging to this era.

Since even the people of this era don't care about the distinction between Manchu and Han, and they are all enjoying themselves, why should he spend that leisure? It is better to drink wine, travel in the mountains, and take care of injustices when he sees them, and as for those who have not seen them, then there is nothing he can do.

The so-called mourning its misfortune and being angry with it is almost the same meaning.

Anyway, he has nothing to do now, as long as the Manchu court doesn't come to trouble him, he will only kill corrupt officials and bullies at most, and he won't have nothing to do to find trouble with the emperor.

It's just that he doesn't want to think about it, he thinks that he just killed some corrupt officials and bullies, which is not a big deal, but in the eyes of the Manchu court, this is definitely the biggest provocation.

Moreover, the people he killed are definitely not something that can be described, the officials north of the Yellow River were killed nearly seventy percent, not to mention, he went all the way south, in the past half a month, from Henan to Hubei, at least thirty court officials died under his sword, and now there are no notices in the major state capitals where he is wanted, and his hair style is absolutely unique in the world.

"Jishitang old store, this should be the largest medicine hall in White Horse Temple, and the big medicine hall in the town of White Horse Temple should have something to do with Yaowangzhuang. ”

Song Jie stood under the banner of the ointment he picked out, thoughtfully, laughed twice, came to the counter of the pharmacy, and asked, "What good medicinal materials do you have here?"

The old man sitting behind the counter looked up and saw Song Jie dressed as a young man, and said with a faint smile: "Then it depends on what medicinal materials the young man wants to buy, and whether he can afford the price." ”

"Oh?" Song Jie looked around along the medicine hall and said with a smile: "Then if I want the Seven Heart Begonia, can you also help find it?"

The old man's face was dazed, and he said suspiciously: "Young man forgives his sins, maybe he is old and unskilled, lonely and unheard, and he has been practicing medicine and selling medicine for more than 40 years now, but he has never heard of such a medicine as Seven Heart Begonia." ”

"If you don't know, forget it, then do you know that there are people around here who might know about this medicine?" smiled nonchalantly, Song Jie asked.

He didn't think that this old man could know about the Seven Heart Begonia, Flying Fox said in the biography that the Seven Heart Begonia was cultivated by Cheng Lingsu, and now at this time, it is estimated that Cheng Lingsu will not be a disciple yet. If this old man can know about the Seven Heart Begonias, unless he is also a traverser.

The old man thought about it seriously and sighed: "In the White Horse Temple, the old store of Jishitang is already the largest medicine hall, if you haven't even heard of it, there will be no one to think of it." ”

"Isn't it okay for the Poison Hand Medicine King?" Song Jie was looking around, and after listening to the old man's words, he said coldly.

The old man looked surprised and exclaimed: "The young man wants to go to Yaowangzhuang?" The old man understands, the young man came to the White Horse Temple, he came to the Yaowangzhuang, isn't it? I don't know what poison the young man has been in, if it is an ordinary poison, the old man can also help the young man solve his trouble. It's better not to go to the medicine king's village. ”

Song Jie saw that the old man showed concern on his face, not like a fake, his heart warmed, and he smiled warmly: "The old man doesn't have to worry, the younger generation is not poisoned, but he has heard the name of the poison medicine king for a long time, and he wants to visit." ”

"Don't hide it from the old man, the younger generation asks himself that martial arts are the best in the rivers and lakes, but when it comes to medicine and poison, he doesn't know anything, this time I came to try to see if I can learn some medicine and poison to protect myself. ”

The old man laughed and said: "After a long time, the young man wants to come to the poisonous hand medicine king to study medicine? It's just that Shaoxia said that he didn't know anything about medical skills, and he had never learned it, so he went to Yaowangzhuang like this, and didn't let people drive them out, so he had to burn high incense. ”

"Although the younger generation has not studied medicine seriously with the master, he has also read a lot of medical books, such as the Compendium of Materia Medica, the coffin, the plain news and other books. ”

Song Jie had already taken into account the problem that the old man said when he thought of looking for Wu Yan to study medicine, so before coming to Hubei, those ordinary medical books had already made him memorize the melons, and when it came to the knowledge of medicine, he knew that it was not less than the old man in front of him, but the experience was infinitely close to zero.

"This ...... Xiaoyou doesn't care about the old man asking a few questions, right?" The old man looked at Song Jie suspiciously, you must know that Chinese medicine has a long history, and there are countless medical books that have been handed down since ancient times, and there are not a few disciples that the old man has received in his life, and most people are at Song Jie's age, I am afraid that they have not even memorized the Compendium of Materia Medica.

"The old man calls me Xiaoyou, don't you see my hair?" Song Jie looked at the old man strangely, except for those who were ready to oppose the Qing Dynasty along the way, the people who saw him had never been as calm as the old man, could it be that this old man was also an anti-Qing character? Looking at his age, it was not good to say that he was still from the Dragon Slayer Club.

When the old man heard this, he didn't close the door, invited Song Jie to the medicine hall, sat down with the host and guest, and said with a smile: "The old man is now seventy-eight years old, and his life is rare for seventy years, and now he neither seeks power nor fights for profit, as for the matter of fame, it is even more nothing, he is at ease, he has no worries, and he still cares about what anti-thief or not!"

Song Jie looked at the old man, raised his eyebrows, the so-called fifty knows the destiny of heaven, whether it is the old man in front of him, or Xu Dachun who met in Yueyang Tower yesterday, they are all over fifty years old, and they seem to have looked down on everything in the world. However, yesterday's Xu Dachun was still worse than the old man in front of him after all, that Xu Dachun at least still cared about his family and the Manchu Qing court, but the old man in front of him really didn't care about anything.

Thinking of this, Song Jie couldn't help but be in awe, it is more difficult to let go than to pick up, let go of fame and fortune, let go of fearless worries, and deal with the world calmly, which is not something that anyone can do.

"Under Song Jie, after chatting for so long, I still don't know what your old man is called?" Restraining his cynical attitude, Song Jie solemnly spoke, no matter who this old man is or what kind of ability he has, this attitude alone is enough to make people respectful.

"Song Xiaoyou doesn't need to be so solemn, call me Xue Lao when you're happy, and call me Xue Lao when you're unhappy. Xue Lao waved his hand casually and smiled indifferently.

Speaking of these, Song Jie smiled and said indifferently and confidently, "Old Xue, please ask!"

"Okay, then the old man asked, what is the main treatment of Panax notoginseng contained in the Materia Medica?" Xue Lao closed his eyes and thought, but after a moment, he asked.

"Xue Lao, this is a bit underestimated, Sanqi indications: stop bleeding and disperse blood and fix pain, golden blade arrow wounds, fall stick sores, and blood does not stop, chew it badly, or mix it at the end, and the blood will stop. It is also the main vomiting of blood (NV four sounds) blood (refers to nosebleeds), blood and diarrhea, menstrual water in the collapse, postpartum bad blood, blood pain, carbuncle and swelling, tiger bite snake injuries and diseases. This herb is the main medicine of the golden sore medicine, and if those of us who wield knives and guns are not familiar with it, it will be dangerous. ”

"Not bad. What about Bai Qian?"

"The main treatment is chest and flank adverse qi, coughing and breathing, and breathlessness. ”

"How's Matsuba?"

"Rheumatism, hair, soothing the five organs, keeping the center, not starving and prolonging life"

"Lilacs?"

"Feng Shui is poisonous, cholera is heart-wrenching, and evil qi is removed. Blow your nose and kill your brain. Into the incense, it makes people smell. With ginger juice, apply and pluck off the white whiskers. ”

“............”

After asking about twenty or thirty kinds of medicinal materials recorded in the Compendium of Materia Medica, and then asked about the coffin, Su Wen, Typhoid Theory, and many Chinese medicine classics of the Yellow Emperor's Neijing, Song Jie answered like a stream, and it can be said that he blurted out.

"Okay!" Xue Lao laughed and said with relief: "Song Xiaoyou is really a genius, when you are so old, you don't know anything about this, if Xiaoyou can concentrate on studying medicine, I think that in the future, my achievements in the future will never be lower than that of the old monk." ”

Song Jie frowned when he heard this, looked at Xue Lao suspiciously, and asked, "Xue Lao...... As far as I know, the Dharma name of the Poison Hand Medicine King is called Wei Anger at this time. ”

"Song Xiaoyou is well-informed, and he is slightly disgusted that the old monk only changed his legal name three months ago, but he didn't expect Xiaoyou to know it now, and he really worked hard. ”

Xue Lao smiled mysteriously, got up and said: "If Xiaoyou is only here to study medicine, and there is nothing else to do, then you might as well live here first, in terms of medical skills, Lao Yu is confident that he can still solve problems for Xiaoyou, and tomorrow Lao Yu will have two friends come over, and then I can introduce you to you." ”

"This ......" Song Jie thought to himself that he was here to study medicine anyway, and he knew some basic things now, so it was better to learn some things from Xue Lao first, so he nodded and said, "Then I will disturb Xue Lao next!"