Dinner was eaten at the patriarch's house. It is a great honor to be able to receive foreign guests, and the local custom is to dine in the homes of people with status, and the average villager is really not in line.

The rice is brown rice, and the dishes are all wild vegetables from the mountains, which are light but original. There is even a dish of pheasant stewed with mushrooms, and the villagers are simple and good-looking, bringing out the best to entertain guests. I saw that the patriarch's little granddaughter was not qualified to serve on the table, watching from the sidelines, and constantly swallowing saliva, I knew that meat was also a rare thing in this remote mountain village.

During the banquet, the patriarch told the history of the small mountain village, which was originally called Xiajia Village. Most of the people in the village are surnamed Xia, who moved here in the last years of the Yuan Dynasty to avoid military disasters. There are more than a dozen families in the whole village, all of whom are members of the same family, and they rarely go out and walk around, but the young people of the clan only intermarry with several villages hundreds of miles away when they reach the age of marriage. Although life is hard, he is also able to be self-sufficient.

After dinner, Xiaoxiao took out a few pieces of jewelry at the behest of the cloud and gave them to the granddaughter of the patriarch. The old patriarch did not refuse this time, and accepted it very happily. It can be seen that receiving a return gift from a guest is a very face-saving thing. and thanked him repeatedly, saying that his Niuniu's dowry would be settled in the future.

However, the problem of overnight accommodation became a problem, and most of the houses in the village were small and simple, and there was no room for the family to be crammed together. It's early winter again, so I can't stay overnight. Or the patriarch's daughter-in-law thought of a way, saying that there is a lonely old man in the east of the village, and one person has two rooms, and guests can be arranged to stay overnight. It's just that the old man has a weird temper, and he doesn't usually walk around with the villagers, so I don't know if he can agree. The old patriarch was a warm-hearted person, and he had just received a gift from the clouds, so he decided to go in person, thinking that the lonely old man should give him face.

It took more than half an hour for the old patriarch to come back, and his face was a little unpleasant. Let his son send the guest over, thinking that the lonely old man didn't give him much of a good color, but he still agreed to his request.

On the way, Yun asked about the lonely old man's situation, to see if there was any taboo, don't offend people. The patriarch's son said that the old man had no taboos, but he was more withdrawn and did not like to associate with others. When I came to this village about ten years ago, I only had half my life left, and I was covered in wounds. In particular, both shoulder blades have been penetrated by something, and the muscles have been necrotic. At that time, the people of the village saw that he was pitiful and took him in. is also considered his fate, and he survived in the absence of medical treatment. Later, he claimed to have fled here after being wounded by bandits. But most of his injuries were old wounds, but he didn't want to say it, and everyone didn't want to ask. After that, the villagers found that he could go up the mountain to collect herbs and dispense medicine to heal his wounds, so everyone had a headache and brain fever and asked him for medicine. Not long after, Xia Laoba, the head of the east of the village, went up the mountain to chop firewood and encountered a bear blind man who was bitten and was bitten, and was found to be dead within two days of carrying it back. Since he had no children under his knees, his mother-in-law went back to her parents' house, and it was worthless to vacate two grass houses, so the people in the mountains gave them to the old man with sincerity. So the old man Wang settled in Xiajia Village.

Slowly, hundreds of miles near the mountain heard that there was a doctor in Xiajia Village, so they all came to see him. He usually doesn't say no, but he never goes to an outpatient clinic. If the patient is unable to come, medication is prescribed according to the condition described by the family, but there is no promise of cure. But he is also a doctor in these 800 miles of mountains, so the business is not bad, at least it is not a problem to support himself. Usually he stays in his hut, except for going up to the mountain to collect medicine, he stays at home, and never takes the initiative to communicate with the villagers.

While speaking, the three of them were led out of a small courtyard. The patriarch's son shouted: "Elder Wang, the guest has brought it to you!"

An old voice came from the hut in the middle: "Live in the room on the left, clean yourself, make your own fire, don't go out and walk around at night to interfere with my rest!" and then there was no follow-up. Even everyone thanked and the patriarch's son said goodbye and left, without saying a word.

When they entered the room, they found that the small hut was not dirty, but uncovered. So Xiao Xiao went outside the house and took a bundle of hay and spread it on the ground. Yun didn't dare to use Old Man Wang's firewood, but jumped outside the courtyard and cut a thick branch and dragged it back. When the fire was raised, the room gradually warmed up. But after some tossing, the three of them, who were a little tired, lost their sleep, so they sat by the brazier and whispered.

Xiao Xiao said mysteriously, "Do you know? When I went to pick up hay just now, I found a medicine field behind the house. ”

"That Wang Lao is a doctor, what's so strange about growing some medicine by himself!"

"Huh. As far as I know, this herb has only one effect, and that is to alleviate the eighth-step redness of the world's strange poison. That poison is very domineering, and the poisoned person will die within ten steps. However, taking a small amount for a long time is not fatal, but it can be very damaging to the body. Especially every morning and evening, there is an hour of abdominal cramping, which is like breaking the intestines, making life worse than death. I've seen this medicine, it smells so bad that nothing can cover up or neutralize its taste. As long as there are brains, people will not be mistakenly ingested or unknowingly poisoned. Therefore, the poisoners are forcibly poured down, in other words, this is used by some vicious sects to abuse and torture prisoners to extract confessions. If the victim wants to relieve the pain, he can only take **grass. Do you think that old man Wang planted so much ** grass to feed the chickens!"

"Oh!" Yun asked puzzledly: "Then Elder Wang himself understands medical science, can't he configure an antidote?"

Xiao pouted: "If it can be configured so easily, what kind of poison is it in the world if it is ten steps to break the intestines? This poison is refined and configured from thirteen poisonous animals and plants." The ingredients themselves are not a secret, and I guess that powerful gangs and families have his formula. The key is the problem of the order of preparation, the antidote should be corresponded to one by one according to the order in which the poison is placed, there is one right or wrong, immediately the poison gas attacks the heart, and the gods are not saved. There are thirteen kinds of them! Guess how many kinds of order can be discharged? So no one can solve it except the person who prepares the poison!"

Well, Changqing Zhenren accosted him on the side: "I have heard of this poison in Longhu Mountain, because it is too cruel and vicious, it has been banned by the major factions, I don't know which one else is using it." But speaking of which, didn't Xiao Xia say on the way here just now, that old man Wang had old wounds on his body when he came, and his shoulder blades were pierced. It is a kind of vicious criminal law on the rivers and lakes that abolishes people's martial arts, which is called locking through the pipa bone. The one in the middle was chained through the pipa bone, destroying the bones and meridians, and even if it was lifted, there was no way to restore martial arts. And every time it rains on a cloudy day, the pain is unbearable, and no matter how high the martial arts are, the body is not even as good as ordinary people after this operation. If you want to say so, the old man Wang is locked through the pipa bone, and he was broken by ten steps, I don't know what the origin is!"

"No matter what the reason is, I haven't died after being made like this, and my life is really hard enough!" Xiao Xiao added next to him.

Although Xiaoxiao and Changqing debated for a long time whether the old man Wang was a traitor or a framed Zhongliang, but because there was no strong evidence, the topic was closed. After chatting for a while, everyone was a little sleepy, so they slept around the brazier and clothes.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning the clouds rose before dawn. Thinking of washing up by the well in the courtyard, I passed by the door of the old man surnamed Wang, and heard a roar and the gurgling of teeth.

"Are you alright, old man?" Yun stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Go away!" was still the same old voice, but it had changed its tone, as if it were coming from between his teeth.

"Call me if you need anything!" Yun couldn't help but be a little worried.

"I'll get you out of here!" the voice roared, like the roar of a wild beast.

Yun rubbed his nose and walked away. Then he sat down cross-legged on the bluestone in the courtyard, guiding the internal force in the dantian to radiate along the meridians to the limbs and bones, and then returned to the dantian after a week of running, and the cycle began over and over again. The cyclone in the dantian rotated slowly, and with each rotation, there seemed to be a slight increase. If you don't feel it with your heart, you can hardly feel it. It's been almost half a year since the fourth layer of the Turtle Breath Gong, and there has been no sign of breaking through. Yun Yun knows that breakthroughs cannot be forced, it is a matter of course, and it is also a kind of tempering of the state of mind. Maybe a wake-up, maybe an epiphany will be reached.

Along the way, Yun and Changqing Zhenren communicated a lot, although the old man was a little unreliable, but he was indeed a genius in cultivation. Whenever I have free time, I will click on the kung fu in the clouds, or teach some cultivation experience. Basically, except for the secret of Longhu Mountain, the others are answered and explained thoroughly.

The cloud is the foundation of Ye Lian, and no one has ever guided him systematically, so he relies on his own exploration. If you can't understand something, you can only put it down first, and there is no one to ask if you encounter a problem. Therefore, often Changqing real people can say some very ordinary basic knowledge to make the clouds open.

Changqing sometimes can't help but sigh, it is already a miracle that the cultivation of the internal functions of the cloud has not gone mad to the point where it has not gone mad!

Over the past month, Yun Evil has made up too much knowledge, and he has constantly confirmed each other with his own exercises. Sometimes I suddenly figured it out, and I would dance with my hands and stretch out my arms and kick my legs a few times, regardless of the occasion. Sometimes when I'm on the road, and sometimes I'm at the dinner table. This made Xiaoxiao very dissatisfied, and often complained about the evergreen old way, saying that he had made the cloud crazy after only a month of mixing with him, and he wanted to cut the old way's treatment.

Thinking of Xiaoxiao, a trace of sweetness rose in Yunyun's heart. The girl is still sleeping, and she is probably still dreaming at this time!