The mountains are not like outside the mountains. As long as someone gets sick, they either carry it or find a prescription to solve the problem by themselves. There are no clinics or health centers here. There are only folk remedies left by our ancestors and wild ways to cure diseases.

Lin Yi just got into heavy rain the day before yesterday, and today he did another heavy work. According to his physique, it would be strange if he was not exhausted.

At this time, his forehead was sweating and his whole body was hot. In Lao Cao's words, throwing it into the water could be considered "very hot".

Haitang didn't expect Lin Yi to suddenly fall ill and was so nervous that the tomboy who was originally afraid of heaven and earth was at a loss for a moment and almost started crying while hugging Lin Yi.

Su Xue was also very nervous, so she asked the mountain people that there were good doctors or doctors here.

Before the mountain people could speak, the old teacher said, "There is no serious doctor here, but there is a witch doctor living in the temple. Last year, I had dysentery and it couldn't be cured. He gave me a few injections and boiled some herbs, and it was cured immediately."

Other mountain people also said that this witch doctor is very magical, very effective in treating diseases, and can draw talismans to drive away ghosts.

Su Xue didn't believe in such evil things at all, but she couldn't find a suitable person in front of her. She wanted to leave the mountain, but it was dark again, afraid that she would delay Lin Yi's illness on the road.

Haitang finally woke up, got his ideas, and said, "It's urgent to find someone to see it."

OK, then let's treat dead horses as living horses.

So Lao Cao and Lao Huang carried Lin Yi, Haitang and Su Xue followed behind, and led by the old teacher, headed towards the ruined temple on the mountain.

The mountain road was not easy to walk. Although Lao Huang was very strong, it was still very difficult to carry someone on his back. At this time, Lao Cao was not yelling about being tired, so he carried Lin Yi instead. The group rushed to the dark and finally arrived at his destination.

...

I don’t know how many years the mountain temple has existed, it looks dilapidated and does not look like someone lives in it.

The old teacher turned around and asked Teacher Huang and the others to wait for a while, saying that the witch doctor didn't like so many people to disturb him, so he went in and talked about it first.

The old teacher entered the dilapidated temple and the group was guarding outside. Lin Yi, who was lying on Lao Huang's back, spoke in his sleep from time to time, looking very sick.

Haitang took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling anxious. Su Xue was also worried. She was so good at filming the show, how could this happen suddenly, let alone Lin Yi?

Lao Cao looked around with fear, and the darkness was full of mountains and forests. Although he was tall and tall, he was timid and thought to himself, this would not be the base for some ghostly elves. Just as he thought of this, a shrill bird cry came from above his head, which scared him.

After a while, the old teacher came out and said to the guy: "The place inside is narrow, so let a gay man leave behind the patient. Let the others go back, you can't help here."

When he heard this, Lao Cao immediately jumped up and said that he wanted to protect the two lesbians to go back. In fact, he really didn't want to stay in such a ghost place.

But Lao Huang said that he took his daughter back, and Lao Cao stayed to take care of Lin Yi.

Why is this? Lao Huang thought very simply. His mind was not as good as Lao Cao. This place was too evil, so it would be better for Lao Cao, who was more scheming to stay and take care of Lin Yi.

So, Lao Cao was left in depressed and walked into the dilapidated temple with Lin Yi on his back.

Outside, Lao Huang protected Haitang and Su Xue and returned the same way.

...

The temple looks very ragged from the outside, but when it comes inside, it is very neat, as if someone is cleaning it often.

Because the temple is too far from the mountain village and the wires cannot be pulled, there are no electric lights for lighting. Look at the table next to it, there are pine oil lamps. Under the mountain wind, the lights are floating, which has a bit of "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio".

When he entered the temple, Lao Cao felt very angry. In addition, the ferocious clay statue in the temple made him feel even more bulging. If he hadn't been carrying Lin Yi on his back, he might have turned around and ran away.

Following the old teacher's butt, Lao Cao was suspicious and always felt something was wrong. Maybe this was a fairy cave. The old guy in front was a fairy's accomplice, just like the one who talked about "baby robe" in "Journey to the West".

The more Lao Cao thought about it, the more he became, and he regretted that his imagination was so strong. At this moment, he heard the old teacher in front say: "Here, this is the witch doctor in our mountain village, but you can't call him that, you should respectfully call him Taoist Ma."

Lao Cao took two steps forward and looked at it. He saw an old man with a bun on his head holding his hair on his head sitting upright on the bed, his eyes turned pale, and he looked very gloomy.

"Damn, I'm scared to death." Old Cao's heart beat.

The old Taoist Ma rolled his eyes and said, "Sister, right? Get closer, I have a bad look and can't see clearly---"

It’s not because of bad eyes, I’m just blind, how can I treat the doctor? Lao Cao thought to himself and said, “My friend is fainting, I’ll put him down before talking.”

Lao Cao put Lin Yi down from his back and helped him to the old Taoist side.

Old Dao Ma rolled his eyes and touched Lin Yi's head and face like a blind man touching the elephant, saying, "I'm very sick, I look like I have typhoid fever..."

"What, can it be cured?" Lao Cao was concerned about this.

Old Dao Ma smiled and said, "It's not clear whether it can be cured or not, but his head is so hot that it's amazing after a long time. I'll give him a few injections first."

How to prick? Old Cao was suspicious when he saw the old Taoist pulling out a purse from the penetration and opening the dirty purse. It turned out to be a row of bright silver needles.

Silver needle pierces the hole? Can a blind man still play with this hand? Old Cao widened his eyes.

The old teacher said, "Don't worry, the old man's craftsmanship is good. Don't look at his poor eyes, he's accurate."

Lao Cao couldn't believe it, and thought to himself, it was not me who was stabbed anyway.

The old Taoist touched the acupuncture point on Lin Yi's head with a dry hand, and then touched one for a while. The movements were skillful and quick, which made Lao Cao's scalp numb.

After about three or five minutes, Lin Yi had been stabbed in his brain for dozens of needles. The old Taoist used a special technique to massage him and said, "This typhoid fever is the most difficult to treat and the most easy to treat. Why do you say that? Our ancestors said that typhoid fever is the invasion of evil qi. Just close the acupoints and drive out the typhoid qi. But these evil qi are very cunning, and you don't know where it is hidden... My injections are also tested, and it depends on his luck."

Lao Cao touched his bald head, but he couldn't understand it.

The old Taoist didn't say much, then put Lin Yi aside, grabbed a handful of herbs from the bed, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them, then spit them out, kneaded them into a ball, stuck Lin Yi's mouth with his hand, stuffed the ball of medicine in--

Lao Cao was disgusted and thought to himself, it was not me who was sick!

At this moment, the old man said, "Come on, you can take a bite too."

Lao Cao: "..."

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Chapter completed!