Xu Mo lived in this valley, weaving grass as a mat, knotting rope as a bed, with the mountain wind and morning dew as a companion, and with the morning glow and colorful clouds, and the life was also happy.

He kept the fire in the cave, and used clay to knead clay pots and pots and other things, and fired them into pottery. He had no experience in this area, and it was not easy to make, and he burned it many times and it broke. But he lived in the mountains, and there was a lot of time, and there was a great opportunity to try, and if it didn't work once, there would be twice, if it didn't work twice, there would be three times, and if it didn't work, there would be ten times, and later, he finally found the trick, and the firing was successful.

He doesn't sleep lazy, he gets up early every day, climbs to the top of the mountain, watches the sunrise and sunset, the white clouds change, and his heart gradually becomes ethereal. Throwing away the mundane things, the cold barren mountains, the empty years, day by day, the soul has been cleansed, and later, I will never dream again.

The mind is ethereal, throwing away the miscellaneous thoughts, and the five senses are becoming more and more powerful, gradually becoming the same as his state of mind, becoming one with the mind, and even faintly even having some spirituality.

He relied on his strong sense of smell to smell the salty smell among the rocks, smashed it and dissolved it in the water, dried it to refine the salt. Find condiments in the grass and trees, rely on your strong sense of taste, make a reasonable combination of various spices, change and convert at any time, and control the taste of food to the extreme, making the most delicious delicacy in the world.

Rely on the control of static breathing, as well as a strong sense of hearing and vision to fish in the water, hunt in the mountains, provide meat, and improve your life.

There are many mosquitoes in the mountains, so he relies on his strong sense of vision and hearing to follow the mosquitoes, and through the judgment of the range of mosquitoes, he finds out the mosquito repellent plants and plants them in the places where he often moves. The smell of mosquito repellent plants is strong and extremely unpleasant, and he relies on his sense of smell to find several other smelly plants, and plant them together with mosquito repellent plants to form a unique fragrant smell, which is suitable for his own life.

Living in the empty valley, life is not comfortable.

He is not afraid of cold and heat, so although there is a bed in the cave, most of the time, he sleeps in the hammock woven by himself with straw rope in the wilderness, listens to the mountain breeze outside the valley at night, watches the sky and stars change, the clouds change, and the heart slowly becomes sparse and open, and the crampedness and narrowness of living in the city are finally swept away.

Before dawn, there was a rumbling of thunder, and it began to rain in the sky, and the rain struck him in the face, and woke him up, and he sat up from his hammock, and stood in the middle of the valley, and looked over the peaks of the mountains where he had always watched the sunrise.

At this time, the sky was not yet dawn, the dark clouds were thick, and the mountain peak was dark and heavy, and it was washed by the rain, and it was ethereal and clear from a distance, just like a huge and clean piece of black jade.

Then the cool breeze blew, blowing on his body, but blowing into his heart, although the sky was dark, but his mood couldn't help but be bright, and it seemed to be stretched out again. He was in good spirits, and he didn't care about the slippery rocks on rainy days, and climbed straight to the peak.

His shoes had long since worn out, and now he stepped on the rocks with his bare feet, and his hands grabbed the cracks in the rocks, and he climbed all the way to the top of the mountain. He almost missed and slipped down several times, but his mood at this time was not as good as before, and life and death had long been downplayed, so he was not afraid.

The mountain wasn't too high, but it took him more than an hour to climb to the top. The wind at the top of the mountain was heavier, and the rain was getting heavier. The rain hits the rocks at the top of the mountain, flows down the cracks in the rocks, and flows all the way to the bottom of the mountain, washing away all the dirt and filth from the top of the mountain.

At this time, the sky will not be bright, the sun will not rise, and the dark clouds at the zenith will reflect the sun's rays under the sea level, and there seems to be a tendency to clear up. The eastern sky has formed a beautiful morning glow, like a series of beautiful colored clouds across the sky, indescribably beautiful and amazing.

Xu Mo felt something for a while, and lay down on the top of the mountain, and the rain poured on his face, and then flowed down from his body, and flowed into the cracks of the rocks below him. The whole mountain top was surprisingly quiet, except for the sound of wind and rain, there was no other sound, he opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and suddenly felt that the world was empty and vast, and the world was boundless.

At this moment, a rumbling thunder rang out from the top of the mountain, followed by a huge lightning bolt.

Xu Mo couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling the slightest coolness brought by the wind and rain of the mountain, enjoying this strange and mysterious tranquility, feeling as if he was one with the mountain peaks below him, and between the whole heaven and earth, everything disappeared, leaving him alone.

He quietly experienced the mysterious feeling until the rain stopped, and he was reluctant to get up for a long time.

The sun came out, the sun shone on his face, Xu Mo opened his eyes, turned over and fought. After the heavy rain, a rainbow appeared in the sky, from one mountain to another, Xu Mo couldn't help but look at the distant mountain, roaring loudly, the sound spread far away from the top of the mountain, transmitted to the valley, reflected back, formed an echo, and the original sound together, indescribably wonderful.

He stayed on the mountain until noon, and then went down, feeling that his state of mind seemed to be making progress again.

However, there was joy and sorrow, and when I went down the mountain, there was a little accident. It had just rained on the mountain, the rocky road was slippery, and the descent was more difficult than the uphill, so Xu Mo accidentally fell and made a cut on his thigh, bleeding.

Although the injury is not serious, the bleeding is a little scary, and in the mountains, it is extremely inconvenient to treat, in case of inflammation, it is a real worrying thing.

He took off his upper T-shirt and wrapped it around his legs before staggering down the mountain.

By this time, a long time had passed, and although the bleeding had stopped, I still felt a slight pain in the wound. Xu Mo was too lazy to cook, so he limped to the wild fruit grove, intending to find some wild fruits to eat.

In this wild fruit forest, most of them are wild mango trees, and the mangoes on the trees are already ripe, so Xu Mo is too lazy to pick them up and store them, and let them fall to the ground on their own, so they don't have to go to the tree to pick them, they can be eaten directly from the ground.

But he had just walked to the edge of the wild wood, and before he could go in, he suddenly smelled a strange smell, and when he turned his head, it came from a small white flower.

The strange thing is that when he smelled the smell of the little white flower, he actually felt some very slight tingling and itching sensation coming from the wound on his leg, which was extremely weak, and if it weren't for his strong sense of touch, he really couldn't detect it.

He had been injured before, but he knew that this tingling and itching sensation would only come from the wound when it was about to heal. Obviously, the smell of this small white flower has a good auxiliary effect on the healing of one's own wounds.

The little white flower was apparently a medicine that could heal injuries, and it had such miraculous effects that the mere smell of it caused some reactions in the wound.

Of course, that reaction is also extremely weak, and the bonus to the speed of wound healing may be less than one-tenth of the original, but his powerful sense of touch is used to making him feel the difference from a faint point.

When he thought of this, he was overjoyed, and immediately bent down and plucked a small white flower, put it to his nose, and sniffed it again.

At the same time, Xu Mo felt that the tingling and itching sensation in the wound on his leg was also a little stronger.

In this way, my guess was correct. Xu Mo was even more happy in his heart, and picked all the flowers on the small white flowers, a total of seven, and crushed them with his hands to turn them into flower mud.

Then he untied the T-shirt that was wrapped around the wound and applied the flower clay to the wound. The effect of the little white flower was really magical, and in an instant, he felt a chill in the wound. The tingling and itching sensation is even worse, and the pain is more comfortable.

He picked up a few mangoes and ate them, and sat on the ground, because of this experience, he couldn't help but have a whim: "I live idly in the mountains, why don't I try to identify the herbs? Legend has it that Shennong tasted a hundred herbs, but he didn't have such a powerful five senses as mine." ”

"I grasp the medicinal properties with my sense of smell and taste, and use my sense of touch to control the precise response of the herbs I feel after eating them in my stomach, go straight to the source of the medicine, and make the most reasonable combination according to the most intuitive and specific needs.

"And after I control the properties of the medicine, relying on my strong sense of touch, after every birth of any kind of disease, I know exactly what my body needs and what it lacks, and rely on my body's needs to ingest medicine, isn't there no incurable disease?"

This is just his assumption, whether it can be done or not remains to be verified, and even if it can be achieved, there are countless drugs in the world, and it is by no means possible to master all the medicinal properties in a short period of time.

He lived in seclusion in the mountains, and at this time he didn't think about going out at all, and he came up with this method, just to heal himself when he was sick.

He has never studied medicine, and he does not understand the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine at all, but according to his theory, logically speaking, if one day, it really becomes, the strength of medical skills is far from being comparable to any miracle doctor in the world.

After all, throughout the ages, no miracle doctor could be as powerful as his five senses, and what he relied on was definitely not any knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, but the most accurate control of his own needs and the origin of the medicine.

He did it without delay, plucking a few plants from the ground and tasting them.

In the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, there are many kinds of medicines, almost everything, everything can be used in medicine, and the only key is only what kind of disease to treat and how to mix it.

Xu Mo had vaguely heard some of them, so he was not picky, and after pulling out a weed, he tasted the roots, grass stems, grass blades, and grass seeds.

At this time, although his sense of smell and taste was so powerful that he could identify the properties of medicine, it was not enough to accurately know the purpose of medicine by smelling or tasting it, so he had to eat it in his stomach and experience it with the most real sense of touch.

The weed was bitter, and as soon as he tasted it in his mouth, he almost spit it out, and swallowed it with a few 'baba' sounds, and before he could feel it, his stomach 'growled'.

He screamed 'no,' clutched his stomach, and ran into the woods.

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