Dr. Peng was not originally from Lingyao Village.

He didn't remember his real name very much. Because he left his hometown with a visiting doctor when he was a teenager, he was originally just a nickname called by the country people. He was either A Niu, a Dog or Mancang, and later he passed away and continued to practice medicine.

Dr. Peng learned to read according to the prescriptions and medical books. He still doesn't recognize many of the characters in the Book of Songs, so he can barely read the characters he wrote.

Until he came to Pengze.

People have pale faces and thin skin, and their abdomen are as bloated as a drum. Foreigners avoid it like plague.

The witches, monks, and alchemists all say that there are hungry ghosts here.

After a closer look, this kind of ailment occurred at some point. The old man said that his ancestors died of this disease, and his grandson lay on the ground dying.

I only know how many households there were at the beginning. Once the disease broke out, I asked the witch to drink incense ash and locked the patients in a remote place in the village. I did not allow them to come out. The villagers who divided the fields of these families also started to get sick within a few years. The witch said that this was caused by the previous family's evil thoughts and curses. The angry villagers no longer sent food, and the patients starved to death.

However, the strange disease did not disappear. More and more people were suffering from the disease. Their own village, the village next door... and even all the villages I knew had serious diseases.

The patients were not locked up again. They dragged their tired and weak bodies to continue working until they died.

Because this is not a disease that will immediately occur. In addition to the high fever that cannot be cured after touching the water, the course of the disease can last for ten or even twenty years. Some people grow fish in the folk fields, but the number is reduced. The government saw that it was impossible to imagine, so it was too lazy to care about it. It would be fine if it died one by one, and it would be fine if it was not dead.

Dr. Peng was busy saving people, but he could not find the cause of the disease. In despair, he met Qin Lu.

Qin Lu came here after hearing the rumors. At that time, the people who were still alive fled around Pengze. They had no way to attract and lost their fields, so they could only become refugees. The local officials were frightened and kept it in hiding and did not report it. The city gates were closed and the refugees were not allowed to enter.

Qin Lu naturally did not believe in the saying that evil ghosts were causing trouble. At first he thought it was a plague.

When he arrived at the fishing village and met Dr. Peng, he found that this was not any epidemic he knew.

There is no doubt that such a large range of strange diseases will definitely spread, but I don’t know where the disease originates.

Dr. Peng was helpless, but when Qin Lu was diagnosing his pulse, he found that the patient's internal organs and meridians had extremely subtle abnormal movements, so subtle that he almost couldn't hear clearly. After countless pulse diagnosis, Qin Lu finally confirmed that "Alien Evil" was a kind of insect that parasitizes in the flesh and blood.

Because it looks too much like the "Gu" mentioned in Nanjiang, even the Xuanhu divine doctor Qin Lu thought it apart, thinking that the cult jianghu people who have a vicious heart were placed in the water source.

However, there are some mistakes. Although the "culprit" was not found, the prescriptions drawn according to the ancient medical techniques of treating Gu were added and improved, and the medicinal materials were actually effective.

This joy came too early.

Can cure symptoms but not root causes.

After several failures in "destroying Gu", Qin Lu's prescription was ultimately defeated by the fact that the patient was too poor and could not use strong medicine. Broken bones could produce, and the internal organs were destroyed by Gu, and they could not be replaced with a new one. Apart from the "Gu" in the body, people would still die.

Helplessly, Qin Lu could only turn to treat people with mild symptoms and who had not yet developed the disease.

During this period, when he was diagnosed and treated a child who fell into the water and had high fever, cough, asthma and vomited blood, Qin Lu discovered that the "Gu" would also have an acute attack. Some people died in this level. Before that, they never regarded the two conditions as the same disease.

Qin Lu was determined to find the source of the disease. He searched all the channels he could find and found that evil diseases had existed since ancient times, but it was the first time that a large-scale outbreak occurred.

"...In the past dynasties, there were heavy exploitation and a small population. There were only peddlers in the village, and there was no caravan at all. There was even fewer walking between villages. Many people did not live to die of bloating and drum disease, and they lost their lives for various reasons. Especially in the late Chen Dynasty, the world was in chaos, and there were countless people who died. After more than 20 years of prosperity, evil diseases suddenly broke out." Dr. Peng spoke slowly under the swaying candlelight.

"Yes, the teacher said that there are still many diseases that have not been discovered. Only when people live for a long time can they slowly appear."

Mo Li listened to Qin Lu's mention, which made people feel moved.

——Evil diseases broke out in prosperous times, but no in troubled times.

The saying of ghosts and gods is not credible, and the saying that the king is not virtuous and disasters come from heaven is even more undesirable.

Meng Qi's face was extremely ugly. When he came to Pengze, the disease had not yet prevailed. When the outbreak happened, Emperor Yuan of Chu was old and killed meritorious officials indiscriminately. The turmoil of the court and the country was not concerned about the report of "Pengze's epidemic" and there were many miasma in the south. Similar reports were reported every year. As usual, tax cuts and disaster relief became a normal one. The court did not ask or investigate, and the local officials did not have the courage to see it. One drag and two drags, and such consequences actually occurred.

When Emperor Ling of Chu succeeded to the throne, all civil and military officials were involved in the struggle between the government and the country, and no one asked about the sufferings of the people.

"I shouldn't have left Taijing. After Li Yuanze died, I should go back... Cultivate people in the court, and none of them could survive me. It was just a waste of decades..."

Meng Qi's voice was so meticulous that Meng Qi could not hear, but Mo Li turned his head suddenly and woke Meng Qi up to his thoughts.

"Brother Meng, you can't turn the world away by your own efforts."

Even if the "Meng National Master" hides in the court and the country, raises countless disciples, controls their lives, and secretly controls the court and the country. The Chu Dynasty will not be as prosperous as Meng Qi wishes, with different people's hearts, and cannot be consistent. Even the boats that are rowing together will overturn, let alone control others with means.

As for the hard work of cultivating students, there have been many ministers who have disagreed with teachers throughout the ages and have turned against the camp as soon as they resigned from office. There are many people who have received great grace from teachers and even taught by teachers when they were young. After all, even fathers and sons can turn against each other.

This has not yet been considered betrayal caused by stakeholders, but only "political disagreements".

Meng Qi let out a long sigh, but his face was still bad, but he finally didn't continue to get stubborn.

Dr. Peng only heard what Mo Li said, and didn't know what they were talking about.

But after all, it should be a serious illness. Dr. Peng has not talked about the past for many years, and no one can say that now he has opened his wounds and is bleeding and has no concern for anything else.

However, the warrior who called Doctor Peng the uncle kept looking at Meng Qi. There was nothing to say to Doctor Peng. Mo Li was a disciple of Mr. Qin, so what about this person?

"I haven't asked you for your name yet." The warrior stopped Peng Xianren from talking about Lingyao Village and asked vigilantly.

"This is my close friend, let's go out together..."

"I am Ali's brother Qi."

Mo Li couldn't even express the word "travel" and was forced to get stuck.

Meng Qi didn't blink. There were so many brothers and brothers in the east of Yangzhou, so what's so strange about it?

There was a silence inside the house.

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

With such a magical twist, Dr. Peng's heart was relieved a lot, at least he didn't have to take the heart protection pill anymore.

He looked at the younger generation around him and then looked at Mo Li. No matter what, he and Doctor Qin were reluctant to be considered successors. He could not control the misfortunes and good fortunes of the younger generation. He just hoped that they could live safely.

"This is the youngest son of Doctor Han, and the experience of Doctor Han. You have heard it just now... A Can learned martial arts for ten years in Hengshan School, and it was only then that Doctor Han saved the parents of an inner disciple of Hengshan School that he got this opportunity."

The warrior then came to his senses and said ashamed: "It's a pity that I'm not that material, I haven't learned anything."

"The countryside family has no big ambitions, and they don't expect you to be chivalrous and righteous. It would be better if you can escape when you are in trouble." Dr. Peng sighed, "If I am gone, Lingyao Village will still have to entrust you."

Han Can looked complicated when he heard this, and he looked faintly resistant.

Dr. Peng sighed: "Acan, the villages that harmed your father and other doctors were beyond recognition, and the villagers who lived were not the same as those of the past. Those who did not believe in medical skills and worship ghosts and gods could not prolong their lives. The villagers who were not seriously ill and fled one after another because they were afraid of evil ghosts. Over the years, you have also inquired about what refugees looked like from the caravans."

If they were still in the Chu Dynasty, refugees might be able to be resettled.

After the fall of Chu, the three kings wished they could beat the enemy to death. The males among the refugees were directly pulled to fill the barracks, and the elderly, weak, women and children were left alone and were displaced.

There are no roads and fields, and countless people who go to the workshop to work hard, starve to death and exhaustion, and only a few people have successfully settled their roots in a foreign land.

Even if there is no war, there are still many refugees.

A village in Pengze that was dead is dead, and within a few years there were refugees from other places, forming a new village.

What's wrong with a bad disease? People are not afraid of anything that has never seen a bad disease attack. There is land here, you can fish and live in a broken house. It is better to die of illness than starve to death.

"They were dead, but how good did the people later?" Han Can said angrily.

Mo Li and Meng Qi looked at each other. Although Dr. Peng did not explain the situation in Lingyao Village in detail, they could guess it based on their minds.

——Since the people are so ignorant, then follow their thoughts and perfect the saying of falling into the realm of hungry ghosts, and also involves the sins of the previous life in this life. They are half threatening and half curing the disease. Those who cannot be cured are too serious. Children and young people are saved and say that they use their life to offset part of their sins. As long as they do not create cause and effect in this life, they can still be reborn in a good fetus in the next life, etc.

He called himself Peng Xianren, borrowed the name of Peng Zu, who lived about 800 years old, and also got the first name of Pengze Lake.

Han Can said angrily: "Not to mention anything else, the people in Lingyao Village respect gods and Buddhas in their mouths and uncles in their hearts, but when they can make money, they are eager to sell a ointment for ten times the price. The uncle asked every household to make ointment, saying it was a elixir that could exorcise evil and cleanse sins. As a result, the caravan sold it to the county town so high that the people could not afford it, and many people could not go down to the fields and apply it on their bodies. After the villagers heard about the price in the city, when the nearest neighbor village came to ask for medicine, they also raked the price randomly. In the long run, the fishermen and farmers who really wanted to use ointment could not afford it. People who didn't use it believed it, wouldn't the evil disease spread again?"

Dr. Peng smiled and said, "Don't you care about the people in the village outside? Why are you still worried about them?"

"Uncle!" Han Can almost became angry and argued, "I don't like these people from Lingyao Village. If you... they would definitely be able to take their families to the town to sell ointments, or even go to other places to pretend to be a ghost. They don't understand medical skills, cure people indiscriminately, and cheat money and kill life?"

"Everything has its pros and cons, at least the ointment prescription has been spread." Meng Qi suddenly said, "As for the people in Lingyao Village, they deceived the fishing village near Pengze. No matter how far away they are, they will not believe what they said. Even if they believe it, they will steal or force them to tell the prescription. It is not that easy to deceive people."

Han Can stared at him, and Dr. Peng coughed and smiled: "Yes, I have seen it in the village over the years. Although the saying of ghosts and gods is effective, they can forget everything if they have the word "profit", but they still don't know the word "big", what can they do? As long as you continue to guard Lingyao Village, those sick people will naturally come here if they want to survive. I am just worried that you are unwilling to inherit the mantra of my husband and your father and continue practicing medicine."

Han Can showed a struggle.

Dr. Peng would rather pretend to be a ghost than stay here. Why?

After the doctors had an accident, no doctor was willing to come here again.

Doctor Peng did not want everyone and Qin Lu to waste his efforts. Only by staying here can he diagnose and treat more people with bad diseases, and constantly improve the prescriptions and pass them on to future generations. How could he not hate the villagers who ignorantly killed the doctor? However, if he gave up, later generations lacked a medical prescription for treating bad diseases. Doctors who are determined to save lives need to start over and may suffer misfortunes like them.

"Acan, you just need to accept a disciple with a good heart and give all this to him in the future, and even if I fulfill my wishes with your father."

"uncle……"

Han Can lowered his head. Although the people in Lingyao Village seemed hopeless to him, there were still ignorant children in the village and old women who were sincerely grateful to them.

"Okay, don't let Doctor Qin's apprentice laugh at it. You are also a fellow student." Dr. Peng said with a smile, "I have not learned enough from A Can, and I have read only a limited number of medical books. The disciples that Brother Qin likes must be extraordinary, so I just want to ask for advice."

"Peng Shibo is so polite." Mo Li quickly stood up.

"Mo Qianxu, Acan, go to the back room to get my husband's note."

Dr. Peng looked at Mo Li earnestly, "This is a case I have collected for many years, and there is also a prescription I have figured out. My nephew handed it over to Brother Qin for me. If I still have a fate in the future, please ask my nephew to bring back Brother Qin's handbook and the idea of ​​the prescription to A Can. If I don't have the chance, I can also hand it over to a doctor who is determined to treat the disease in the future."

Mo Li bowed and took the note handed over by Han Can.

The paper is not good and yellow, which is much worse than the various flower papers written by literati and poets.

Because I often lost my luggage, Mo Li decided to take the time to write down everything written on it silently.

"My younger generations try their best to bring it to the teacher's case."

"well!"

Dr. Peng's eyes were a little wet, and he was old, but he didn't expect to see his old friends and disciples.
To be continued...