Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 278|Fools pray to gods

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When Meng Qi and Moli came out, they were led to the backyard. Peng Xianren was watching a few apprentice-like people dispensing medicine at the low table.

These apprentices are so quick that they don’t need the brass nickname next to them at all, and they know the weight just by grabbing them.

Others think that their practice makes perfect and their instincts are excellent, but Mo Li noticed that one of them walked a step slower and hit the person behind. In an instant, the movements of the two of them were messed up for a moment. This error was small, and I adjusted it right away, but the hand grasping the medicinal materials was not so stable. It was not until I walked around the medicinal material cabinet that it became proficient again.

In the rows of medicine cabinets, you can find the clues by looking at the degree of wear of the brass handles.

——These people have studied medicine, but their qualifications are mediocre, and they may not be as good as an ordinary grasping apprentice in a drugstore when they are placed outside.

At least outside, we should follow the prescriptions and see different prescriptions every day. These people have only grasped this prescription for many years.

“One medicine and three parts water, take the first decoction immediately, wait two hours for the second decoction, and then go.”

After Peng Xianren gave the instructions, the servant ran out the door with the bundled medicine packet.

Peng Xianren was taken aback when seeing Meng and Qi coming out.

Only in the crowd, he felt that these two men stood out from the crowd. They might be from a family, but now they seem to be underestimated.

The old saying goes that people want gold clothes for Buddhas, and no matter how good the robes and jade robes, they can’t cover up the aura that radiates from the bones of a person. Peng Xianren is already in his seventies. He has met many people and healed a prominent scholar in the literary world. There are more than a dozen disciples under that great Confucian school, all talented, wearing a black scarf and a blue Confucian shirt, Peng Xianren They can still see their origin and temperament at a glance.

Some things are difficult to erase no matter how they change.

The more simple and unadorned clothes, the more you can see the essence of a person.

In order to cover up, Meng Qi Moli retained a somewhat embarrassed appearance before. Now he changes his clothes and combs the scattered hair neatly, exposing his forehead and face. Peng Xianren suddenly realized that his guess was wrong. The origins of these two people were more unusual than he thought.

——They are too calm and too calm.

First encountered a rare storm, then arrived in a “strange” village, can normal people sit still? I have to ask a lot of things. People with prominent status can’t stand such simple conditions. They dislike the rough clothes, the heavy and dirty tables and chairs, the teas are awkward, and the houses are too shabby.

It’s absolutely impossible to sit down without a complaint, pick up the tea bowl and just take a sip.

“You put medicinal materials.” Moli said affirmatively, distinguishing the taste of the tea.

It’s bitter, but not the bitterness of poor-quality tea itself.

“Ginger, Pueraria, Ephedra…”

After these medicinal materials are boiled, the soup is mixed with water and brewed with **** tea leaves.

Moli frowned and said: “Why don’t you take the medicine directly, this kind of tea may not be effective because it has less medicinal properties.”

“I don’t know when the flood will recede. I want to wait for the caravan selling medicines to come, maybe in a month.”

Peng Xianren didn’t expect that the black carp could tell the medicinal ingredients added by drinking tea alone, but he used common prescriptions. As long as he learned medicine and knew a few wind-cold prescriptions, he could report one after he tasted one. There is no need to taste all of them, and Meng can be right, so he is just vigilant and still smiles on his face, “I never thought, today a visitor who knows medical skills came.”

Moli paused, and pointedly said: “I thought there would be many doctors coming to the village of Elixir.”

Peng Xianren’s face changed slightly.

The lights in the house are not bright enough, and it is difficult for others to find out.

Meng Qi sipped tea—too bitter and didn’t want to drink it—and looked inside the house. It didn’t seem to have a mechanism here. As for the secret room cellar, it seemed like there was not this house. The furnishings of the wing rooms are simple and simple, and everything is in line with what a fishing village should be.

The special place is probably the medicine cabinet on the whole wall.

Superior wood, brass-clad hands, and three buckets in one draw. It is almost impossible for such a sophisticated woodworker to live in a fishing village.

“The village of Lingyao is not named because of the many medicinal materials, but it is a life-saving medicine. The two are from Kuaiji County. Maybe they don’t know that there is a strange disease near Pengze that will get sick if they are exposed to water. Even the genius doctor is helpless and can only wait for death.” Peng Xianren said with a smile on his face, “but you don’t need to worry about it, you have already grasped the medicine, and you are instructed to make it.”

“Lao Zhang’s kindness, I’ll wait to get the medicine, so I don’t need the medicine and leave it to the people in the caravan.” Meng Qi said, playing with the tea cup in his hand.

Peng Xianren was shocked when he heard the words, and hurriedly said: “I think this gentleman knows pharmacology and medical skills. If he is worried about going out, the old man can re-dispense the prescription and ask the servant to make it in person.”

“Peng Xianren misunderstood.”

Meng Qi put the tea cup aside, and said with a smile, “I waited until I heard that this evil disease was caused by the wrongdoing of the previous life. Drinking medicine can drive away evil and avoid evil. According to this kind of saying… I will be born with good fortune. Those who are added, probably don’t need to drink medicine.”

Peng Xianren’s face is white and blue.

The servants and Wufu in the room glared at him.

“Peng Xianren, if he refuses to drink the medicine, he hasn’t given him money!” One of them lowered his head, but his tone was a bit malicious, “After a few days he develops a fever and wants to pay the elixir. Not necessarily.”

“Okay!” Peng Xianren stopped aloud.

He waved his hand and said to everyone, “You wait until you step back.”

The others were anxious when they heard it, and they rushed: “How can this work? They are disrespectful to Peng Xianren.”

“Yes, it is impossible to save people. Since we think we are going to make money and kill us, let them leave.”

Peng Xianren smiled bitterly in his heart. The two of them looked hard to deal with, how could they be sent away easily.

He sighed and pointed to someone to stay, and then the others left the house reluctantly.

This person who stayed in his thirties is ordinary in clothes and looks, but he is the only one who has inner strength.

The martial arts are better than ordinary Jianghu people. In Meng Qi’s eyes, he couldn’t stop a move. He closed the door lightly and walked over to rub the forehead for Peng Xianren.

“Hey.” Peng Xianren let out a long sigh and shook his head, “I don’t feel surprised if you two don’t believe me. The old man was also disdainful of these weird words, but…”

He didn’t continue to say the following words.

The original benevolent face looked old and tired under the faint light of the candle.

Meng Qi thought to himself that it was probably a long story for decades, and he was going to quietly push the tea cup to the table.

Then it was seen by Moli.

Meng Qi was inexplicably guilty and quietly picked up the tea cup again.

Moli: “…”

No, in fact, you don’t need to drink this tea, the dragon veins won’t get cold.

Peng Xianren didn’t notice their actions. He woke up and said tiredly: “The malaise is real. The two of you must take the medicine today. It will be too late to drink the medicine the day after tomorrow…”

“Because the disease has entered the body with the bloodline?” Moli stared at Peng Xianren, and said in the latter’s surprised eyes, “How can it be too late, then there is another prescription.”

For this kind of sickness alone, Mr. Qin told Moli there were more than a dozen prescriptions, because the disease will cause many visceral problems after the disease reaches its advanced stage, and he can only barely hang himself. As for the prescription before the onset of illness, Qin Lu himself could not make up his mind, because at the time of the onset, the “evil” had penetrated into the blood vessels of the patient’s viscera and was still growing and could not be eliminated. Going deeper, it was a few years ago that “evil and strangeness” entered the body. If it weren’t for the continuous pulse diagnosis and treatment of villagers near Pengze, there would be no trace of “evil and strangeness”.

The first chance, the best chance, is the high fever after being exposed to the water for a few days.

As long as the treatment is done properly, the onset of the disease can be greatly delayed, and the disease can even be prevented for a lifetime.

Why are you taking medicine before fever now?

After all, touching the water does not mean that you must have contracted it.

Mo Lei read the prescription under Peng Xianren’s horrified gaze.

Peng Xianren couldn’t even speak clearly: “You, how do you know this recipe?”

“My master told several doctors in the vicinity of Pengze about the prescriptions in the past, and it should be known to many people.” Moli frowned slightly, still clearly indicating his identity.

“What? You turned out to be Brother Qin’s disciple?!” Peng Xianren stood up abruptly, and then dizzy in front of him, fortunately for the person next to him to hold him.

The warrior had obviously heard of Qin Lu, and looked at Moli in shock.

“Uncle, take a breath, sit down first.” The warrior hurriedly took out the medicine bottle.

This familiar behavior made Mo Li apologize for a while, and he thought of Qin Lu.

Peng Xianren was well maintained, and he did not seem to be sick, but the years were not forgiving, and Peng Xianren was not a martial arts master, so he got up so violently that he almost fainted.

“Huh, I’m fine.” Peng Xianren sat down slowly and ate a heart-protecting pill with hot water.

He looked at Mo Lei, half with emotion and half with stunned: “The old man called out his nephew… When Brother Qin was practicing medicine in the area of ​​Pengze, it was decades ago. At that time, he hadn’t Disciple. Later, I heard about Brother Qin’s trace from the caravan, and there was no news after Chu died. Brother Qin is in good health. He is about 80 years old this year, right?”

“My teacher has been in the mountains and forests for many years. I am old, and my body is still healthy.”

“Nature, this is nature.” Peng Xianren nodded and sighed, “Brother Qin is a good martial artist, and there is no problem in living to a hundred years old, unlike the old wind and candles. There are not many days. Hey, Peng Ze is so humid. In the rainy season, the old man’s bones are sore. I don’t know which day he will fall ill and can’t get up again.”

“Uncle!” The warrior hurriedly stopped, but his eyes were a little red.

Peng Xianren patted the palms of her younger generation. Two lines of tears suddenly shed on her tired and old face. He raised his hand and wiped it off, and then said ashamed to Moli: “I told my nephew to watch a farce and see the old man. The joke that I made is that my nephew is here. If it is Brother Qin, I don’t know how to meet him.”

Mo Li thought that Peng Xianren’s mysterious and mysterious rhetoric was famous.

It’s just that everyone will change. If the friends that Mr. Qin made in the past years turned into the holy lotus altar to deceive fools and fools, and use medical skills to cure sicknesses and falsely call them immortals, Moli would not tolerate it. Just like Zhang Gong’s medical theory, only when prescriptions and medical techniques are spread out and let more people learn, can they truly “save” people.

The broom is cherished by oneself, and the Tibetans deceive the people and even blackmail the money. That is a bad way.

After several trials after entering the Spirit Medicine Village, Mo Li found that things might not be so bad, but he still had to listen to Peng Xianren’s explanation of the ins and outs.

Furthermore, Peng Xianren obviously doesn’t want to talk to outsiders about the past, and Moli can only tell his identity.

“If the family teacher is here, I must be confused with me. I don’t know what happened to Peng Ze in these years?”

“This is a long story.”

Peng Xianren’s expression was bleak, his body shook, and the back of his hand was blue veins protruding.

It was the younger generation around him who couldn’t restrain the resentment in his eyes, and said first: “Mr. Qin is here. It is indeed strange that he left a prescription. He also traveled around Peng Ze to tell the people here that the sickness can be cured, and even with his uncle. Find all the doctors in the ten miles and eight townships together, and treat the sick with them. How come those people avenge their grievances, drive away or even kill the doctors who saved their lives?”

“What?”

Moli was really taken aback.

Meng Qi’s expression also changed abruptly, and he thought of a lot in an instant. There are sacred lotus altars, King Ning, and Ayan Puka, a native of Xiliang, and he didn’t even pull down Fengxing Pavilion.

But he never expected what the warrior would say next.

“Mr. Qin’s prescription is very good. My father, Uncle Peng, and several doctors have been thinking about adding and improving new prescriptions day and night. Although it cannot save everyone’s lives, it can finally curb the sickness. Children who are not as high as the table edge should take the medicine in time. , Nor would I die when I was a teenager with bloating like a drum and a ghost in the shape of an evil spirit. But… the healer saves people, and the people are ignorant. My father and other doctors have established a family and business, and there are also sick people among relatives.

“My mother died of a bad illness, and my elder brother also became ill. Even though there were prescriptions and my father tried their best to treat, the organs were still exhausted and died. At this time, my father’s village died one after another. Among them Even the patients who were rescued after taking the medicine fell ill and died again. After repeated repetitions, the villagers were not grateful to their father. Instead, they said that they were born in distress and unfortunately deserved to fall into the realm of hungry ghosts and should burn incense to worship God. The father ran away in a hurry. , Let them use the money to buy medicinal materials in the city and take medicinal ointments… The villagers did not listen, and they built temples to invite priests. There were several conflicts and the father was beaten to severe injuries… died three days later!”

The warrior’s face was full of tears, and he couldn’t cry.

Peng Xianren said in pain: “There are more than one situation like Dr. Han and Xiaonephew Han. There are even more doctors who passed away due to illnesses of their family members and their children, and the villagers believed that they defrauded money and could not cure the disease at all. Some were driven away, some were beaten to death by the villagers, and some were sent to the Yamen… by the confused officials of the Yamen, they were sentenced to board and torture.”

The black carp can’t move, his eyes are frozen.

Several cracks appeared silently on the desktop where his palm was placed.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Meng Qi pressed Moli’s right arm with one hand to sort out the disordered Qi pulse for him.

“A good nephew?” Peng Xianren quickly said, “A Can, bring the medicine.”

“I’m fine.” Moli let out a sigh of relief, but his eyes turned black.

This is the first time Dr. Mo feels what it means to be “anxious.”

Peng Xianren…No, what Dr. Peng said should not be a lie, because people who are interested can know these things as long as they inquire carefully, especially those who have committed the case. As long as the yamen is not flooded by fire, these files have old files.

When Moli studied those prescriptions, Qin Lu said plainly that once this disease occurs, half of the disease will not be cured, and it will last for a few years. It was in a mess, and the patient’s body was like a broken fishing net that leaked everywhere. It couldn’t make up for it, so he could only work on preventing and curing diseases.

Use ointment before touching the water, and after a few days of exposure to the water, the sudden high fever will make it easier for the people to survive. If it persists for more than ten years, the disease may disappear in the vicinity of Pengze.

However, even Qin Lu did not expect that the recovered people were afraid of getting sick again, and the incurable people would be like this after going crazy.

Obviously when he left Pengze, everything was getting better.

The onset of the disease is extremely long and extremely torturous. A few years after learning that it can be cured, the fool who knows how to write finds that he is going to die after all–

Mo Li closed his eyes and said softly: “Fortunately, it is not the teacher who is here today, but me.”

He took a deep breath, stood tall, and arched his hands, “Today is the junior rash.”

“A good nephew, too much courtesy.” Doctor Peng arched his back, saying this was like taking away half of his energy, and the whole person was extremely frustrated. He whispered, “I can live to this day. Because of greed of life and fear of death, pretending to be gods and tricks.”