Taking advantage of this moment, the man quickly lit a torch and walked towards him.

The wild dog was already frightened when he heard the sound of the gong. Now he lit the torch again, and was even more timid. He barked each other and left in shame.

The man came to the poplar tree and looked up. A Taoist priest who was almost scared to urinate was climbing on the tree and dared not move.

"Haha, come down, they are gone." A hint of sarcasm appeared on the man's face. He really didn't know how to describe the person in front of him.

The old Taoist was so moved that he almost shed tears when he saw someone coming to rescue him. "My god, I didn't expect that I would still have time to see the light of day again." His trembling limbs finally climbed down from the tree. The moment his feet touched the ground, his body softened, he sat down, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his right hand.

When I looked up close, I saw a middle-aged man in his forties. He was carrying a bamboo basket with a lid on his back, stuffed with leaves.

With a slight ease, he showed a strong look of gratitude, "Oh, hero, it's really a pity that you showed up. Otherwise, my reputation would be ruined by these seemingly inconspicuous beasts."

The middle-aged man waved his hand with a smile, and at the same time, there was a hint of incredibility in his eyes, "It doesn't matter, it's just a little effort. Master, why do you come here in the middle of the night? I wonder if there will be many ferocious animals here at night? Fortunately, I'm lucky today. If I encounter a few bears, I'm afraid even me, the herb collector, can't help you."

The strange old Taoist shook his head in shame, "This matter is a long story, it's better not to say it. Is your house nearby? Let's leave this ghost place quickly, I'm scared to death..." The strange old Taoist wiped his sweat again. Obviously, he was still scared of what happened just now.

The middle-aged man chuckled, then shook his head, stood up and hung the gong behind him to his waist, and said casually: "My home is right in front of me. It should be fine if my master goes there, otherwise you can help me carry these herbs on my back and I will carry you over." As he spoke, the man from Nian was about to take off the bamboo basket behind him. Qu Wenjie glanced at the light not far away, waved his hand and said:

"I can still pass this distance by my old man."

In the early morning, the strange old Taoist was still dreaming, but he heard a child outside running to the crack in the gate and shouting: "Second uncle, Aunt Wang is sick again, everyone is going to help, the village chief asks you to go there."

Sun Hao was the man who rescued him yesterday. Since he was the second child at home, the villagers usually called him Sun Er. The younger child called him "Uncle II" and "A good-hearted and easy-going person" and is a real good man.

But such a good person is so far, he is a bachelor. Every time the matchmaker introduces him, he thinks he is poor and no one wants to marry him.

He usually makes a living by selling medicinal materials. These medicinal materials come from the mountains, so he has to come back at night every day, and basically sleep until ** in the morning before he can rest.

Hearing the child shouting, Sun Hao instinctively sat up. He almost didn't think about it. He hurriedly put on his clothes, ran out the door with his shirtlessness, and ran along the alley towards the east end of the village.

Within three minutes, Sun Hao came to a family at the east end of the village. He didn't knock on the door and pushed it open and entered.

At this moment, there were already five big men in the family pressing a seemingly thin middle-aged woman. Seeing this, Sun Hao went forward without saying a word and grabbed his ankle.

"Ah Hah, haha..." The middle-aged woman said some difficult words, her eyes were dull and powerful. Six great men finally pressed her to the ground.

"Why is the interval so short this time?" Sun Hao asked while pressing his ankle tightly.

"Hey, the old Chinese medicine prescribed by the old Chinese doctor last time was finished. I originally wanted to wait until the preparation was prepared twice before taking it, but I didn't expect it to be like this after just one day... Hey..." The village chief next to him sighed and said. After a moment, his eyes lit up, looked at Sun Hao, and asked, "By the way, has Jin Yingzi found it?"

Sun Hao nodded, "I found two more plants in the deep mountains yesterday, and I picked some noodles back by the way. If it wasn't enough, I'll go today." Hearing that Sun Hao had picked Jin Yingzi, the village chief breathed a sigh of relief.

Jinyingzi is a Chinese medicine, mainly used to stabilize the swelling and stop the intestines and stop diarrhea. In fact, it does not help the middle-aged woman in front of her.

The old Chinese doctor joined Jin Yingzi and actually didn't know why it would have such a therapeutic effect on the middle-aged woman's illness.

At that time, this woman had to spend it in an iron cage every day because there was basically no cure for the disease. To be precise, she could not find any cause. However, the old Chinese doctor prescribed some medicines for calming the qi and concentrating the mind to control the condition through the drug, but the effect was very little.

Until one day, her husband ate a moldy steamed bun, his stomach was noisy and he ran into the toilet frequently. So by taking the opportunity to get medicine, the old Chinese doctor prescribed some Chinese medicine to stop diarrhea, and the main ingredient in it was Jin Yingzi.

However, when he went back to take the medicine to the middle-aged woman, he accidentally took the wrong medicine and fed his medicine to the middle-aged woman. Strangely, not long after the middle-aged woman finished the medicine, she woke up.

This made her husband very happy. Finally, when she took the medicine herself, she realized that the medicine was taken wrong. However, this also made him accidentally get a method that can cure his wife's illness. In the following few medicines, his husband specifically instructed the old doctor to put Jin Yingzi in the original prescription. Since then, as long as he drinks two doses of medicine every day, the condition will basically not occur.

"Hey, village chief, it's not a solution to maintain it all the time by relying on medicine. Could it be that I have to drink medicine every day for the rest of my life? If you want me, please ask the living Buddha and ask him to help us. Isn't your son his disciple? Just sister Wang is not old, so let her be a female disciple. After all, the ability of the living Buddha is quite impressive. As long as he can come forward, I think there should be no problem."

One of the strong men sighed.

The village chief stood aside and sighed, his face became quite helpless, and he sighed: "Hey, how could I not have thought that what you said, but the Living Buddha only accepts people born in Dingyou, Gengwu, and Bing hours, and no one else will accept them. Besides... hey..." The village chief sighed again, recalling his thin son, his face looked a little vicissitudes.

When talking about his son, everyone stopped talking. After all, although his son was a disciple of the Living Buddha, his body was getting thinner and thinner inexplicably.

"The old doctor is here." I don't know who said something, and everyone looked out of the hospital through the glass. They saw that the old man, who was nearly seventy years old, with a slightly hunched body and wrinkled face, was walking into the house with a young man.
Chapter completed!