Chapter 32: Laying on the Top of the Mountain (3)
The Divine Doctor sighed silently. I remembered that the little shell was in a hurry to go crazy.
Brother Rong Cheng, is my brother serious or not?
How so...... It couldn't be more serious.
What?!Is it only ...... to find the third Heaven Returning Pill?
Not really. That's just a trivial matter, as long as you take care of it, you will be fine for a while. The serious thing is that only the ghost doctor knows the disease, and you don't know the disease.
What disease?
'Deep' mood disorders.
W-what......?
It is commonly known as 'depression'.
...... How 'deep'?
The disease is not curable.
Yes?!
Don't you think this person is moody? Can't control yourself? Do you always want people to whip him with a sad face? Don't you cry and cry endlessly when you don't know what to do? Are you insecure and like to be coquettish? Boring and taking risks a lot, you're not afraid of death......
Wait, are you saying it's a symptom of depression?
Well, that's how it behaved in him. Otherwise, how could I be a miracle doctor?
But the ghost doctor also knows the way......
yes, that's why I got him here.
Is it true that only you can heal him?
Probably. If you don't treat it early, you'll die of depression.
So dangerous?!So, can you heal him?
I don't know. This person is so strange that he can only use extraordinary means. So don't stop me in whatever I do...... Why are you looking at me like that? You don't believe me?
Alas, it has to be ...... so far
Hey, what do you mean? Really, it's not cute like your brother at all.
The divine doctor smiled faintly, "Don't worry, I'll heal you." β
β...... You?"
"Hey, what kind of eyes are you?"
"I learned from the little stoneβ" "I don't believe you, I'm sorry!" stuck out his tongue.
...... Cut, I've been with him for a long time, and the one who died of depression must be me. "Shiro, you're really not cute at all!"
The miracle doctor helped him and stumbled all the way to the top of the mountain. Canghai gasped for breath and was surprised to find that the originally uplifted mountain had been artificially bulldozed out of a square square piece of flat land, and an offering table, incense candles, four-color fruit points, and so on were all available. The gold-lacquered immortal tablet on the stage reads: Xian Yan is the spiritual seat of the Luo clan.
Canghai was stunned. This trace is clear. "What's going on?"
The divine doctor smiled lightly with a slightly desolate smile: "Didn't I tell you, 'I know the way'." "Holding his arm and approaching, "This is the highest mountain near the medicine house, I think this place might be closer to my aunt," looking up at the moon, "So when you fainted in the afternoon, I already called Da Hei and Xiao Hei to come up and set it up." I originally wanted to call it Erhei, but ...... You know the way. β
Canghai pouted, but didn't say anything.
There is a light layer of incense ash left in the incense burner.
The divine doctor looked at the handwriting on the spiritual table, and slowly approached, as if it was not a name, but an indelible and unforgettable love like a biological mother. The divine doctor lit the six pillars of incense, pinched it in his hand, and when he turned around, he saw that Canghai was still standing a little dazed, so he said, "Come and kowtow to my aunt." β
Canghai rubbed for a while before coming over, but he hid from the divine doctor.
The divine doctor said, "What are you doing?"
Canghai's shoulders shrank again, and then he muttered, "I'm afraid of ghosts." β
"What did you say?!" the doctor clenched his fists angrily.
Canghai was so frightened that he hurriedly hid behind the god seat. "Isn't it? You must have healed people to death to save so many such complete incense, candles, and paper money! Because you are afraid that they will come to you, so you often burn them! But I don't think they will let you go! So I'd better stay away from you!"
The divine doctor gritted his teeth and was about to go crazy, "What kind of logic do you have?! These are the big black ones they just bought back in the afternoon! I am the divine doctor, do you think that everyone in the world is a fool?!"
β...... Really?"
The divine doctor snorted angrily, "Fake!"
Canghai walked up to the divine doctor, "That's probably true." He took the incense from his hand.
The miracle doctor started to have a headache.
Canghai pulled down the canopy, wrapped a white cloth around his head, bowed three times to the god, got up and inserted the incense into the furnace. The cloak was pulled away, and I saw that he was dressed in white inside, but he was not wearing filial piety. It turned out that Canghai's biological mother was alive and well, and it was unlucky to be filial piety, and the parents of the miracle doctor died early, but there was no taboo. ,
The two of them took incense, drank wine, and offered soup, and knelt down at the table, and burned some paper money. Canghai carefully took out a piece of paper from his clothes and spread it with trembling hands. When the divine doctor saw it, he immediately knelt up straight, pointed directly at him, and glared at him with phoenix eyes: "You are treacherous!
Canghai's jaw raised.
The doctor said, "No, you have to add my name!"
β...... I don't want to. "Pouting, the voice is small.
The divine doctor listened to his head and said angrily to the divine position: "Auntie, look at him!"
Auntie, look at him!
Oh, Xiao Che has to learn to be tolerant to be a real man.
The warm voice seemed to have just sounded in his ears, and the miracle doctor suddenly burst into tears. He grabbed a strand of hair, slashed it horizontally, and threw the severed hair into the fire.
Parents of the body's hair and skin. Now that my mother is gone, the head of the hair cutting accompanied my mother on the road. May my mother go all the way.
Prostrate.
The miracle doctor prostrated himself for a long time, and could not bear to get up.
The sea mourns and reads the memorial text.
"At the beginning of life, it comes from the blood of the father and the mother, and then I have heard that the virtue of nurturing is greater than the grace of life, which is very good. Brother Rong Cheng has been out of care since childhood, and Yu Ze left home in the year, and my aunt Ren Luo cared for us as if we were at the beginning, and we recreated with grace, and learned from heaven and man.
Wei Jiajing twenty-three years, the age of Jiachen, December Ding Chou 25 Ding Xu, shocked to hear that the ancestors drove the crane, to the night sacrifice on the top of the high mountain, and laid a text to say:
We are still ignorant, but our mother ascended to the fairy world early in the year of Huamao, thousands of miles away, and the news of Chi Xiao, the mother's remains, are not seen. However, I always think about it, and my voice and smile are bright and bright, just like yesterday.
The rest is hidden and weeping, the mother is looking for and comforting; the rest of the clothes, no matter winter or summer, are the threads in the mother's hands; now I can't see it, and the past is in sight. The mother is Yu embroidered handkerchief, white silk Fangfang, bamboo leaves are green, and the word "love" is still there, and the mother is still there! I don't hear the mother's voice!
When she was a child, if Yanyan had a female appearance, her peers were ashamed to laugh, and she tended to humiliate the rest, and when her mother heard it, she was anxious to find the rest of the place by the river, and when the people were scattered, only one person was silent and crying. The mother didn't hear the words, but when she saw a piece of sugar cake in the handkerchief, Yu Zhi loved it very much. The mother smiled and fed the rest, it was crying and hugging the mother's neck, although it was silent at the time, but the rest had decided to serve the mother to filial piety in this life, woo hoo lament!
Yu and Rong Cheng have a good relationship with each other, so they also rely on their mother. Rong Cheng played, and his mother taught him......;