There is no inn in Huangquan, who will stay tonight,

After the clouds leave, the water flows for ten years.

Zhu Qinghong, a typical rural Sanwu youth, his ancestors made a living by opening medicine shops for generations, at least, on the surface.

Qinghong's grandfather is a well-known herbalist doctor in that land. He is proficient in traditional Chinese medicine and Miao medicine witchcraft.

Having been a doctor for decades, it can be said that he has saved countless lives and healed the wounded. The villagers in the nearby ten miles and eight townships all respectfully call him Zhu Bianque. As for his real name, it is gradually forgotten by people.

However, according to the rumors in the interview, the real identity of Mr. Zhu is a celestial master Zhu You who eats yin and yang.

The so-called wisher, mantra, wish you, as the name suggests, is an onmyoji who specializes in driving away evil spirits and drawing symbols to keep people safe.

This type of people has always been admired and worshiped by rural peasants in relatively underdeveloped villages, and they are usually highly respected people.

Year of Xin Chou, June.

After the fire of midsummer scorched the earth mercilessly for a day, the sun finally disappeared under the high mountains in the west along with the last sunset glow in the sky.

The villagers who had worked hard all day began to rush home one after another from the fields. Looking at the folks returning home on the moon, Zhu Qinghong sat under the ancient locust tree in the fence and shook his head, sighing secretly: " This is another day wasted, when will my third-rate pheasant university dream come true?"

"Master Zhu!"

"Excuse me, is Master Zhu at home?"

A sudden sound from outside the fence cut through the night sky, adding a little vitality to this silent mountain village night.

Looking towards the foot of the mountain in front of Xunsheng, the tall and burly figures of three middle-aged men came into view.

Under the hazy moonlight, one could vaguely see that there seemed to be another person being carried among the three of them. Judging from their hurried steps, it was obvious that there was an emergency.

"Grandpa, someone is looking for you to see a doctor!"

Zhu Qinghong yelled loudly into the inner room, then suddenly stepped forward, quickly ran out of the fence to meet the visitor.

After getting closer, I took a closer look, and it turned out that it was my uncle Mu Ye Xinghuo from a nearby village who came to see my grandfather for medical treatment.

When he was going to the market in the mountains before, Qinghong had met these uncles of the Miao nationality, and they were quite familiar with each other.

However, the dying young man carried by the three of them looked a bit unfamiliar. Judging from his black clothes with gold trim, he was obviously a native of the area.

"What's wrong with him?" Looking at the young Miaozi with his eyes closed tightly, Qinghong asked in confusion.

"Maybe I was stunned by "that thing"."

"Qinghong, quickly take us to find your grandfather."

Among them, the middle-aged uncle named Chen Luo asked urgently, and he could even see the cold sweat constantly breaking out from his forehead under the night.

It is said that Miao people are afraid of ghosts, obviously the "thing" he said is not unusual.

"Okay, everyone please follow me."

Qinghong hastily agreed, and at the same time he quickly opened the wooden door of the fence wall, letting in the few villagers who were in a hurry, and then led them straight to the living room.

At this time, Zhu Bianque was already sitting on the grand teacher's chair in front of the hall, enjoying the freshly brewed Grain Rain tea calmly.

After seeing a group of people rushing into the hall, he unhurriedly stood up from his chair, and glanced at the people indifferently.

"Isn't this the third child of the Ma family? What happened to him?"

Uncle Chen Luo laid the young Miaozi on the ground, turned around and bowed respectfully to Zhu Bianque, and then responded cautiously: "Master Zhu has good eyesight, this is indeed my nephew Ma Laosan , the year before last you treated him for nameless swelling poison, but you still remember this kid after two years."

"Hmm."

Zhu Bianque nodded amiably, looked at the ground by the yellow candlelight in the hall, and when his eyes touched Ma Laosan's pale face without a trace of blood, he immediately couldn't help but gasped. The cloudy old eyes are almost ready to shine.

Everyone present saw that Zhu Bianque's face was strange, so they all consciously held their breath and stood beside him, not even daring to breathe out, and the field suddenly became completely silent.

After staring for a moment, Zhu Bianque suddenly walked forward cautiously and slowly, and circled around Ma Laosan lying on the ground like a dead man a few times, shaking his head and sighing silently as he walked, his bushy eyebrows almost Almost twisted into a line.

Looking at this series of unexpected actions of his grandfather, Qinghong's heart also became inexplicably filled with fifteen buckets, and he was a little flustered.

This is probably the first time since Qinghong was sensible, he saw his grandfather so frowning. Judging from his usual temperament of not changing his face before the collapse of mountains and rivers, it is obvious that he encountered a very difficult situation tonight. things.

As time passed slowly, Zhu Bianque's face became more and more serious, and the face that had been eroded by wind and frost for many years became more ravine.

After being silent for about half a quarter of an hour, Ma Lao San, who was lying on the ground, suddenly let out a muffled snort, his legs twitched unconsciously, and the rustling sound when the soles of his shoes rubbed against the ground instantly broke the ground. Quiet and eerie atmosphere.

After everyone heard the snort, they immediately looked away from Zhu Bianque, and all looked at Ma Laosan lying on the ground twitching.

However, what was unexpected was that Ma Laosan still had his eyes tightly closed at this time, and there was no other abnormal movement except for a slight twitch of his hands and feet.

But under the dim candlelight, Qinghong seemed to faintly observe that his complexion was a little paler than before, and there was a faint black aura emanating from between his brows, which looked very strange, and he The slightly twitching legs are more like the performance of being poisoned.

"Master Zhu, how is Ma Lao San?" Uncle Chen Luo looked at Zhu Bianque and asked anxiously.

"He's dying."

Zhu Bianque shook his head at Chen Luo, and sighed helplessly: "If I'm not mistaken, Ma Laosan should have suffered from epilepsy. Judging from the twitching of his limbs, he has probably suffered from epilepsy until now. There is more than one day, and it is too late to treat him right now, and he may not survive tonight."

"Ah!"

Everyone at the scene exclaimed in unison upon hearing the words, and the faces of the three seedlings were filled with terrified expressions. The name Epilepsy Gu struck everyone's hearts like a thunderbolt.

The people in the house are all local aborigines, who have been used to all kinds of witchcraft and Gu poison since they were young. Anyone with a little common sense must have heard of the famous epilepsy Gu poison.

In the battle between the Onmyoji Zhu You and the Gu Master of the Yinli Sect that suffered heavy casualties decades ago, epilepsy Gu played a role in fueling the flames.

So even decades later, Epilepsy Gu is still a leisure resource for ordinary people on this land.

After exclaiming in surprise, Chen Luo managed to stabilize his mind, and asked in a trembling voice: "Master Zhu, epilepsy Gu has disappeared from our land for decades, how could it be revived?"

"I don't know too well."

Zhu Bianque also shook his head with a confused face, and then analyzed rationally: "I don't know why Ma Laosan got poisoned by Gu, but based on my experience of more than ten years as a doctor , the poison he is suffering from must be epilepsy."

"Among the tens of thousands of Gu poisons in our Hunan and Guizhou region, only epilepsy Gu can emit such a cold breath, and the person infected by the Gu will not have any wounds on the surface, but the internal organs are It has been gradually eaten away by the Gu worms in the body, and the moment the poison is finally released, it will go mad and die."

"If you don't believe me, you can take off the clothes on his back to find out. There should be a light-colored bloodstain in a curved shape between his Shenshu and Mingmen acupoints. The most obvious sign after epilepsy."

The three uncles couldn't help but look at each other when they heard the words. After a little silence, the three of them nodded unanimously to show their agreement.

Under the nervous gaze of Qinghong and Zhu Bianque, the three Miao men hurriedly turned Ma Laosan, who was in a coma, and swiftly removed the black clothes on the back.

Taking advantage of the dim light from the candle~IndoMTL.com~ There is indeed a thumb-thick bloodstain spreading from the vicinity of the Shenshu point on Ma Laosan's back. It's shaped like a millipede.

"It really is epilepsy!"

Seeing this, Zhu Bianque's face turned cold, and he murmured with emotion: "Epilepsy Gu has completely disappeared on this land since the disciples of the Onmyoji lineage joined hands to wipe out the Yinli Gu Master seventy years ago. Already."

"Unexpectedly, after a lapse of several decades, it would reappear in our Fenglin Village. It seems that the Yinli Gu Master who disappeared in the past is likely to make a comeback. I wish that the Onmyoji lineage is destined to stand the test in the wind and rain again. Already."

Hearing this, Chen Luo slowly stood up from the ground. Due to excessive fright, his face had already turned a liver-colored from fright, and his legs looked a little vain.

After a moment of silence, he looked at Zhu Bianque helplessly again, and begged in a low voice: "Master Zhu, you should quickly think of a way to cure Ma Laosan of this epilepsy."

"Humph."

Zhu Bianque sneered helplessly, and a gloomy look spread on his face.

"I am a doctor who runs a Chinese medicine shop, and I can easily deal with ordinary minor disasters and ailments, but Ma Laosan was poisoned by the incomparable witchcraft poison. Not enough strength."

"I suggest you go to the east of the village to find Wulong Wang and his old man."

"A soul-inducing person like him who earns money from the dead by eating yin and yang food may have a way to deal with epilepsy. Already."

"If even he, the guide in Huangquan, can't do anything, then Ma Laosan's affairs will be handled in Wulongwang's soul-inducing station, which will save a lot of trouble."

There is no inn in Huangquan, who will stay tonight,

After the clouds leave, the water flows for ten years.

Zhu Qinghong, a typical rural Sanwu youth, his ancestors made a living by opening medicine shops for generations, at least, on the surface.

Qinghong's grandfather is a well-known herbalist doctor in that land. He is proficient in traditional Chinese medicine and Miao medicine witchcraft.

Having been a doctor for decades, it can be said that he has saved countless lives and healed the wounded. The villagers in the nearby ten miles and eight townships all respectfully call him Zhu Bianque. As for his real name, it is gradually forgotten by people.

However, according to the rumors in the interview, the real identity of Mr. Zhu is a celestial master Zhu You who eats yin and yang.

The so-called wisher, mantra, wish you, as the name suggests, is an onmyoji who specializes in driving away evil spirits and drawing symbols to keep people safe.

This type of people has always been admired and worshiped by rural peasants in relatively underdeveloped villages, and they are usually highly respected people.

Year of Xin Chou, June.

After the fire of midsummer scorched the earth mercilessly for a day, the sun finally disappeared under the high mountains in the west along with the last sunset glow in the sky.

The villagers who had worked hard all day began to rush home one after another from the fields. Looking at the folks returning home on the moon, Zhu Qinghong sat under the ancient locust tree in the fence and shook his head, sighing secretly: " This is another day wasted, when will my third-rate pheasant university dream come true?"

"Master Zhu!"

"Excuse me, is Master Zhu at home?"

A sudden sound from outside the fence cut through the night sky, adding a little vitality to this silent mountain village night.

Looking towards the foot of the mountain in front of Xunsheng, the tall and burly figures of three middle-aged men came into view.

Under the hazy moonlight, one could vaguely see that there seemed to be another person being carried among the three of them. Judging from their hurried steps, it was obvious that there was an emergency.

"Grandpa, someone is looking for you to see a doctor!"

Zhu Qinghong yelled loudly into the inner room, then suddenly stepped forward, quickly ran out of the fence to meet the visitor.

After getting closer, I took a closer look, and it turned out that it was my uncle Mu Ye Xinghuo from a nearby village who came to see my grandfather for medical treatment.

When he was going to the market in the mountains before, Qinghong had met these uncles of the Miao nationality, and they were quite familiar with each other.

However, the dying young man carried by the three of them looked a bit unfamiliar. Judging from his black clothes with gold trim, he was obviously a native of the area.

"What's wrong with him?" Looking at the young Miaozi with his eyes closed tightly, Qinghong asked in confusion.

"Maybe I was stunned by "that thing"."

"Qinghong, quickly take us to find your grandfather."

Among them, the middle-aged uncle named Chen Luo asked urgently, and he could even see the cold sweat constantly breaking out from his forehead under the night.

It is said that Miao people are afraid of ghosts, obviously the "thing" he said is not unusual.

"Okay, everyone please follow me."

Qinghong hastily agreed, and at the same time he quickly opened the wooden door of the fence wall, letting in the few villagers who were in a hurry, and then led them straight to the living room.

At this time, Zhu Bianque was already sitting on the grand teacher's chair in front of the hall, enjoying the freshly brewed Grain Rain tea calmly.

After seeing a group of people rushing into the hall, he unhurriedly stood up from his chair, and glanced at the people indifferently.

"Isn't this the third child of the Ma family? What happened to him?"

Uncle Chen Luo laid the young Miaozi on the ground, turned around and bowed respectfully to Zhu Bianque, and then responded cautiously: "Master Zhu has good eyesight, this is indeed my nephew Ma Laosan , the year before last you treated him for nameless swelling poison, but you still remember this kid after two years."

"Hmm."

Zhu Bianque nodded amiably, looked at the ground by the yellow candlelight in the hall, and when his eyes touched Ma Laosan's pale face without a trace of blood, he immediately couldn't help but gasped. The cloudy old eyes are almost ready to shine.

Everyone present saw that Zhu Bianque's face was strange, so they all consciously held their breath and stood beside him, not even daring to breathe out, and the field suddenly became completely silent.

After staring for a moment, Zhu Bianque suddenly walked forward cautiously and slowly, and circled around Ma Laosan lying on the ground like a dead man a few times, shaking his head and sighing silently as he walked, his bushy eyebrows almost Almost twisted into a line.

Looking at this series of unexpected actions of his grandfather, Qinghong's heart also became inexplicably filled with fifteen buckets, and he was a little flustered.

This is probably the first time since Qinghong was sensible, he saw his grandfather so frowning. Judging from his usual temperament of not changing his face before the collapse of mountains and rivers, it is obvious that he encountered a very difficult situation tonight. things.

As time passed slowly, Zhu Bianque's face became more and more serious, and the face that had been eroded by wind and frost for many years became more ravine.

After being silent for about half a quarter of an hour, Ma Lao San, who was lying on the ground, suddenly let out a muffled snort, his legs twitched unconsciously, and the rustling sound when the soles of his shoes rubbed against the ground instantly broke the ground. Quiet and eerie atmosphere.

After everyone heard the snort, they immediately looked away from Zhu Bianque, and all looked at Ma Laosan lying on the ground twitching.

However, what was unexpected was that Ma Laosan still had his eyes tightly closed at this time, and there was no other abnormal movement except for a slight twitch of his hands and feet.

But under the dim candlelight, Qinghong seemed to faintly observe that his complexion was a little paler than before, and there was a faint black aura emanating from between his brows, which looked very strange, and he The slightly twitching legs are more like the performance of being poisoned.

"Master Zhu, how is Ma Lao San?" Uncle Chen Luo looked at Zhu Bianque and asked anxiously.

"He's dying."

Zhu Bianque shook his head at Chen Luo, and sighed helplessly: "If I'm not mistaken, Ma Laosan should have suffered from epilepsy. Judging from the twitching of his limbs, he has probably suffered from epilepsy until now. There is more than one day, and it is too late to treat him right now, and he may not survive tonight."

"Ah!"

Everyone at the scene exclaimed in unison upon hearing the words, and the faces of the three seedlings were filled with terrified expressions. The name Epilepsy Gu struck everyone's hearts like a thunderbolt.

The people in the house are all local aborigines, who have been used to all kinds of witchcraft and Gu poison since they were young. Anyone with a little common sense must have heard of the famous epilepsy Gu poison.

In the battle between the Onmyoji Zhu You and the Gu Master of the Yinli Sect that suffered heavy casualties decades ago, epilepsy Gu played a role in fueling the flames.

So even decades later, Epilepsy Gu is still a leisure resource for ordinary people on this land.

After exclaiming in surprise, Chen Luo managed to stabilize his mind, and asked in a trembling voice: "Master Zhu, epilepsy Gu has disappeared from our land for decades, how could it be revived?"

"I don't know too well."

Zhu Bianque also shook his head with a confused face, and then analyzed rationally: "I don't know why Ma Laosan got poisoned by Gu, but based on my experience of more than ten years as a doctor , the poison he is suffering from must be epilepsy."

"Among the tens of thousands of Gu poisons in our Hunan and Guizhou region, only epilepsy Gu can emit such a cold breath, and the person infected by the Gu will not have any wounds on the surface, but the internal organs are It has been gradually eaten away by the Gu worms in the body, and the moment the poison is finally released, it will go mad and die."

"If you don't believe me, you can take off the clothes on his back to find out. There should be a light-colored bloodstain in a curved shape between his Shenshu and Mingmen acupoints. The most obvious sign after epilepsy."

The three uncles couldn't help but look at each other when they heard the words. After a little silence, the three of them nodded unanimously to show their agreement.

Under the nervous gaze of Qinghong and Zhu Bianque, the three Miao men hurriedly turned Ma Laosan, who was in a coma, and swiftly removed the black clothes on the back.

Taking advantage of the dim light from the candle~IndoMTL.com~ There is indeed a thumb-thick bloodstain spreading from the vicinity of the Shenshu point on Ma Laosan's back. It's shaped like a millipede.

"It really is epilepsy!"

Seeing this, Zhu Bianque's face turned cold, and he murmured with emotion: "Epilepsy Gu has completely disappeared on this land since the disciples of the Onmyoji lineage joined hands to wipe out the Yinli Gu Master seventy years ago. Already."

"Unexpectedly, after a lapse of several decades, it would reappear in our Fenglin Village. It seems that the Yinli Gu Master who disappeared in the past is likely to make a comeback. I wish that the Onmyoji lineage is destined to stand the test in the wind and rain again. Already."

Hearing this, Chen Luo slowly stood up from the ground. Due to excessive fright, his face had already turned a liver-colored from fright, and his legs looked a little vain.

After a moment of silence, he looked at Zhu Bianque helplessly again, and begged in a low voice: "Master Zhu, you should quickly think of a way to cure Ma Laosan of this epilepsy."

"Humph."

Zhu Bianque sneered helplessly, and a gloomy look spread on his face.

"I am a doctor who runs a Chinese medicine shop, and I can easily deal with ordinary minor disasters and ailments, but Ma Laosan was poisoned by the incomparable witchcraft poison. Not enough strength."

"I suggest you go to the east of the village to find Wulong Wang and his old man."

"A soul-inducing person like him who earns money from the dead by eating yin and yang food may have a way to deal with epilepsy. Already."

"If even he, the guide in Huangquan, can't do anything, then Ma Laosan's affairs will be handled in Wulongwang's soul-inducing station, which will save a lot of trouble."