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Lao Cao saw that Ma Lao Dao stuffed the dirty herbs into his mouth and chewed them hard for a few times, then spit it out, and used his long black nails to pick out some unchewed ones inside, knead them into a ball, and then handed them to Lao Cao and said, "Come on, you can take a bite too."

Lao Cao was stunned and didn't want to eat this thing if he beat him to death.

"I'm not sick, I don't need to take medicine."

The old Taoist rolled his eyes and looked at him, saying, "My eyes are not good, but my ears are very durable... I heard that your breathing sound seemed something was wrong. You probably also had typhoid fever..."

Lao Cao: "..."

"Just blow, I gasp because I came along the way with someone on my back, and it's hard to find here. Whatever I said, my health is so good--" Lao Cao was not willing to believe this, and he was even more unwilling to take that damn pill.

The old Taoist smiled a little strangely and said, "Since that's the case, I won't force it. If you don't eat, don't blame me if you faint."

"Take it aside, you can cure my friend first." Lao Cao didn't believe these nonsense at all.

...

Lin Yi's head was hot. After Ma Laodao stabbed his silver needle for him, he woke up a little. In addition, after taking the bitter pill, it was impossible to wake up. However, his eyelids were heavy, and he wanted to open them but couldn't open them. At this time, he remembered the spiritual energy in his body, and didn't know if it could help him.

When he thought of it, Lin Yi exhaled the spiritual energy from his nose and kept stroking his head back and forth. Suddenly, Lin Yi felt like he was applying ice on his head, which was cool and yin, and very comfortable.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard a song coming from my ears--

"Secret Cult, nonsense, and set up a banner on the small performing arts mountain. First attack Nanzhao and Lushan, then Fangcheng and Shiqiao. Later, Xie Laodao, Xie Laodao, had a proud temper, took a battalion of soldiers and ran around the performing arts mountain. He caught the secret cult and handed over the arts mountain. He pulled the secret cult and handed over the cannon when he reached Nanhe."

Lin Yi opened his eyes and saw the pine oil lamp swaying light on his head. A blind old Taoist was sitting beside him, looking at a shabby thread-bound book, muttering these words.

Not far away, Lao Cao was curled up in the corner of the wall, drooling his mouth, sleeping soundly, and scratching his nostrils from time to time.

Looking around, the ancient walls, bricks, tiles, and wooden rafters all look like temples.

Just as Lin Yi looked around, a voice said, "What, you woke up, are you getting better?"

Lin Yi knew that this was the mountain witch doctor who had saved him - although others were sick, they still remembered some things.

He hurriedly said, "It's much better. The old man's acupuncture method is really effective."

The old Taoist shook his head and said, "It's not that my acupuncture method is effective, but that you are lucky. I see you, as if you have driven out the cold air, which is rare."

Lin Yi nodded and said yes, but did not say anything about using his spiritual energy.

The old Taoist rolled his eyes and said, "Anyway, you are awake, and you probably won't be able to sleep for a while. Let's talk about it?"

Lin Yi nodded, then curiously looked at the old book that was flipping through the blind old Taoist's hand and asked, "What book were you reading just now?"

Ma Laodao smiled slightly and said, "The Book of Heaven!"

Lin Yi thought he was joking, so he said, "Since it is a heavenly book, can you let me see it?"

The old Taoist said, "It's okay to watch it. I'll ask you first. Have you heard of the song I read just now?"

Lin Yi said: "I have seen that song in some miscellaneous books, and it seems to be the story of the secret uprising in the Nanzhao area in the late Qing Dynasty."

The old Taoist nodded and said, "You are right, then do you know the whole story of this story?"

Lin Yi shook his head, "I don't know very well."

The old Taoist smiled and said, "It's right if you don't know, then there will be a topic. I'll tell you."

In the late Qing Dynasty, the world was in chaos and people were living in poverty. A farmer named Ma Guofang, who had been studying for a few years and knew a few words, felt that the world was about to change, so he gathered a few like-minded companions, gathered at night and scattered, and began to fight against bullies.

Later, the people gathered more and more. When Ma Guofang saw it, hey, it was good, maybe something big could happen, so he established a "secret religion" and officially launched a flag-raising campaign to rebel.

In order to cheer up his sect, Ma Guofang found two treasures from somewhere, one was an ancient mirror and one was a heavenly book.

Let’s talk about the ancient mirror first, and say that the original appearance of the person can be revealed from this ancient mirror. Ma Guofang promoted that now we are poor, and the government is forced by the government. If you don’t believe it, you can try to take a look in person. Legend has it that a man looked in front of the mirror, and a figure in a python robe and a woman looked in front of the mirror, revealing a shadow wearing a phoenix crown and a robe. So one passed on to ten, ten hundred, and the people joined his organization one after another, trying to change the current poverty situation. Everyone vowed to keep the secret and be willing to rebel with him.

Let’s talk about the heavenly book. It is said that if Ma Guofang gets it, he will cure people. If anyone has a major or small disease, he will give him a few injections or feed him pills, and the person’s illness will be cured immediately. Even when he rebelled, his companions were injured. As long as Ma Guofang uses the magic tricks on the heavenly book, he can cure the patient’s illness. It can be said that it is very magical.

Hearing this, Lin Yi couldn't help but smile and said, "Is that heavenly book this one?"

The old Taoist smiled without saying a word, and after a while, he said, "You let me finish the story first."

Lin Yi calmed down and listened to the old Taoist continuing to talk nonsense.

Later, Ma Guofang's secret teaching increased and the team grew, so he prepared to attack the county town and seize power. For this reason, they bought swords, spears, earthen guns and earthen cannons. In order to boost morale and strengthen their courage, they set up an altar to practice methods and learn spells, claiming that if they were necessary, they could fly on the bench and loess above their heads could hide. Everything was ready, and they would be almost like to start a day.

When the Qing government heard about this, it searched the rioters while going up the mountain to suppress bandits. Unfortunately, the Qing soldiers were too cowardly and were defeated. In the end, they had to invite Mr. Xie, who was specialized in fighting, to take the initiative to suppress bandits.

When Xie Laodao was young, he became a monk and served as a presidency in the temple, so most people call him "Xie Laodao". This is a cruel and ruthless person. Cutting people's heads is like shaving their heads, so there is also a nickname called "Xie Laodao".

Mr. Xie was very good at fighting. He led people to surround Xiaoyanyi Mountain, first bombarded with cannons, then attacked with fire, and then launched a general attack. Seeing that the situation was critical, the believers on the mountain chanted spells and rode on benches, but they were no longer effective, and they fled in all directions. In the end, most of the people were jumped on the cliff, and some were captured alive and brought back to the county town, pulled to the Nanhe Beach and shot, and finally chopped off their heads, hung from the East City Gate to the North City Gate, and many people were scattered. When passers-by saw it, they were shocked.

Hearing this, Lin Yi couldn't help but say curiously: "Where is the leader Ma Guofang, where did he run? Was he arrested?"

Ma Laodao smiled and said, "General Ma was in charge of the small acting arts mountain for three days, but his whereabouts were unknown. Some people said they were caught, they said they had escaped from the earth, and some said they rode on the bench and flew into the sky... But the real situation was that he lost the ancient mirror, but took the heavenly book and ran to a valley and hid it. Then he became a famous local witch doctor based on the knowledge on the heavenly book, and passed on it from generation to generation..."

Lin Yi was not stupid, and he understood this and blurted out: "Is your old man the descendant of Ma Guofang?"

Old Dao Ma nodded and said, "You finally guessed it right. Ma Guofang is my grandfather. We have been living in this mountain for three generations and have never been out. Now I am blind. It is impossible to see the outside world..." After saying that, he sighed, looking very desolate and lonely.

Of course, Lin Yi understood his mood, so he found a topic to comfort him, and then asked: "Is that heavenly book really that magical? Can I take a look?"

As a collector of old books, Lin Yi was full of such questions.

I have heard too much about this word. The one who remembers the most is the cartoon "The Strange Talk of the Book of Heaven" I watched when I was a child. The "Dansheng" and "Old Witch" in it learned the magic of the "Shishu" and became extremely powerful. As for what the Book of Heaven is like, everyone immediately thinks of calling the wind and rain, sprinkling beans into soldiers, scattering rivers and seas, and turning the world upside down. It is rare for such people to treat diseases and save people.

The old Taoist Ma didn't hide it and said, "If you want to read it, then let me show it to you. This book is often flipped when I was young, but now my eyes are not good enough and I can't read it anymore." As he said that, he handed the worn-out thread-bound book to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi took it excitedly, and finally got a glimpse of the true face of "Shishou". He found that even his hands were trembling.

This thread-bound book is covered with two very thick kraft paper, which shows the collector's love for it.

Lin Yi opened the first page and saw that the cover was cut off. Looking at the title page, it was cut off. Obviously, some people don’t want people to know the name of the book.

Lin Yi was patient and continued to look through it. He saw that he was still a printed book, and it was a fine printed book. After looking at it, there were many woodcut prints. The characters in the print were cute and had the style of Ming versions. The more you went to the back, the more prints, but most of them were the meridian lines of the human body, as well as the techniques and techniques of using silver needles to pierce acupoints. There were also some pediatrics, gynecology, and typhoids...

Seeing this, Lin Yi was already a little suspicious. This so-called "book of heaven" would not be that--

As if he wanted to verify Lin Yi's idea, when Lin Yi turned to the end of the book, he saw the last line of words: Xinhua Tai Hospital congratulated Xu Gongyi Moxibustion Collection six volumes and one volume.

Damn, the ghost's "Book of Heaven" turns out to be just a Ming version of the "Acupuncture Collection"!
Chapter completed!