The Wizard of Medicine

Chapter 1
"Another three days of Chinese medicine..."

Yan Zixiu sat on the bench, looked helplessly at the Chinese medicine bag in the leather bag in his left hand, and sighed inwardly: "I've had enough of these bitter waters. When will it be the end?"

He looked up at the people coming and going on the boulevard, patients, family members, visitors, doctors, nurses and hospital staff, men and women, old and young, all kinds of people.Most people are expressionless, and many people are sad.

Looking at these people in front of him, who were weak and sickly since childhood, Yan Zixiu, who has taken countless medicines and injections for 20 years, and suffered countless crimes, suddenly felt a feeling: "It would be great if everyone didn't get sick."

As the autumn wind blew, a sycamore leaf fluttered down from left to right. Yan Zixiu stretched out his right hand to catch it.

At this time, a wave of sleepiness surged...

……

He suddenly felt that he was sleeping in the wilderness, covered with many fallen leaves.

At this time, a person came from a distance.

As the man approached, Yan Zixiu felt a warm air blowing over him, and the fallen leaves on his body flew away.

Yan Zixiu got up quickly and looked up, it turned out to be a tall young man in white clothes in ancient costume.

I saw him about 20 years old, with dyed eyebrows, starry eyes, solemn appearance, and the whole person seemed to be shining from the inside out.

Yan Zixiu felt that this young man was very kind, and a voice in his heart seemed to say that this was his master.

The young man in white seemed to know what he was thinking, nodded with a smile, raised his hand and pointed to the side, and a glowing door appeared in front of the two of them.

The young man passed a thought to Yan Zixiu: "Follow me." Then he stepped into the gate of light.

Yan Zixiu followed without thinking, and suddenly felt that he had come to a fairyland:
I saw the blue sky stretching as far as the eye can see, with auspicious clouds in the blue sky, and some very beautiful and strange birds flying and hovering in the sky.I and the young man in white stood on a huge sapphire high platform, surrounded by towering precious trees, flowers and plants, and a gentle breeze, bringing a burst of fragrance.

Yan Zixiu couldn't help but took a deep breath, only to feel refreshed, comfortable physically and mentally, bright inside and out, a wonderful feeling like never before.I also saw white marble watches standing on the left and right of the high platform, soaring into the clouds.In front of the stage, there are three golden steps descending gently, extending to a fountain square full of flowers.After passing the square, there is a hundred-foot-wide Mingguang Avenue leading to the distance, with no end in sight.

The precious trees on both sides of the avenue are shaded, and more than a dozen Qionglouyuyu can be seen faintly.On both sides, there are boundless fields surrounded by clear rivers like jade belts, golden crops fluctuating with the wind, some hills and green mountains, waterfalls splashing broken jade, lakes like gems, everywhere radiant, beautiful and peaceful.What a beautiful fairy scenery.

Yan Zixiu couldn't help sighing, what kind of place is this?so good!
Immediately heard the voice of the young man in white: "This is the Pharmacist Immortal Mansion."

"Pharmacist Immortal Mansion?" Yan Zixiu's inner doubts kept popping up.

The young man in white said: "This is the gift my teacher promised to give you back then."

Yan Zixiu's master-student intuition has been confirmed.But there were more doubts in his mind: "The gift from back then? Give it to me now?"

There was a kindness in Master's smile: "You will understand gradually."

"Then can I come here often?"

The master said: "This Immortal Mansion is for you to take with you, of course you can come anytime."

Yan Zixiu asked: "Then you brought me here this time, master, how can I come in in the future?"

Master smiled: "You have to figure out how to get in in the future."

He waved to the sky, and a beautiful colorful parrot flew over.The parrot flew around the white-clothed youth a few times, and said, "Hello, Master."

The master nodded slightly, then turned to Yan Zixiu and said, "Zixiu, this is Wuyou, the mansion spirit of the Yaoshi Immortal Mansion, that is, the manager of the Immortal Mansion. I entrusted you to him. If you need anything, you can find him. "

Yan Zixiu had never seen a parrot before, and it was so beautiful.Hearing the parrot call the young master, isn't he and himself a brother?And Wuyou must know the master first.

He waved to the parrot Wuyou: "Brother Wuyou, hello."

The parrot tilted its head nimbly: "Zixiu, hello."

The young man in white said meaningfully: "Zixiu, you must make good use of the Immortal Mansion."

Yan Zixiu didn't know what the master meant, and thought he didn't know how to get in next time.Let’s say yes first, then say: “Yes, Master.”

"Okay, it's almost time. I still have something to do. It's time to go. You can go back too."

Yan Zixiu suddenly felt reluctance: "Master, when will I see you again?"

"The spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and the water will come when it is ripe. When the opportunity is ripe, I will see it naturally." After the young man in white finished speaking, the brilliance flashed and disappeared.

……

Yan Zixiu was startled, and found that he was still sitting on the bench, and the sycamore leaves were falling to his outstretched right hand.

Did I just have a dream?Yan Zixiu took a moment to experience himself, only to feel that his body and mind were comfortable and transparent. Over the years, all kinds of sickness had disappeared, especially the warmth of the dantian in his lower abdomen.Looking again, the Chinese medicine bag in the purse was gone, and there was a dark green jade ring on the index finger of his left hand.

Wasn't it just a dream?Yan Zixiu took off the ring and inspected it carefully. He saw that the ring was simple in style, surrounded by a refreshing atmosphere, and there were some golden star-shaped spots on it, which added a touch of beauty.

He put the ring back on, stood up and moved around, feeling a new vitality in his whole body.As far as I can remember, the heavy burden that I have carried for more than ten years seems to be thrown away at once, and I can't help but feel happy, it is really a blessing from God.In addition to being happy, I completely forgot about the loss of the traditional Chinese medicine bag.

Yan Zixiu was joyful and puzzled for a long time before he calmed down and took a look at the situation in front of him.

This was 1992 in Huaxia Kingdom, and it was also the second year he was assigned to Liyuan Township after graduating from technical secondary school.Originally, the village had financial difficulties and was unwilling to recruit newcomers.But these years graduation assignments are rigid, so the village reluctantly accepted him after a few months.

After officially going to work, the township arranged for Yan Zixiu to be a deputy head of the township to take him as a trainee. After half a year, he was sent to Gulou Village, which is the second farthest from Liyuanji, to sit in a team.The main work of sitting in the team has two aspects. One is to arrange various tasks in the village and supervise their completion, and the other is to collect various funds.Huaxia, which just entered the 90s, was not yet rich as a whole, so the appropriation from the superiors to the village was far from enough for daily expenses.How to do it?Find a way to raise money yourself.The so-called self-raising, the final pressure basically falls on the villages.

There is no way, all departments need to operate normally, the salaries of primary and secondary school teachers need to be paid, water conservancy and road repairs need to be done every year, etc., etc., it takes money to open and close eyes.In a word, it is difficult.

Yan Zixiu is an honest person, and because he is weak and sick, he will ask for leave every now and then.So those people in the village are not very optimistic about him.Once, because of his haste, the note he wrote was a bit simple, and the big leader even read it as a joke to everyone at the village meeting, which caused everyone to laugh.This time, he came to the city's No.1 civilian hospital to see his neurasthenia, and the deputy township head in charge reluctantly granted him three days off.

"Career depends on the spirit. From today on, everything will be different." Yan Zixiu stood up, stretched his arms and legs, felt a lot of vitality, his confidence rose from within, and he left the hospital with his purse .

With more than two days left in the holiday, Yan Zixiu decided to go home and have a look.Let your parents know that your physical condition has improved, so that they don't have to worry about it all the time.

Yan Zixiu sat on the long-distance bus home, for the first time he was in the mood to appreciate the scenery outside the window, and for the first time he had the energy to pay attention to the situation in the car.The bus, which usually feels noisy, seems to be very quiet today, and everyone seems to be in a good mood.

He stroked the dark green ring, felt the fresh and pleasant atmosphere emanating from it, and recalled today's wonderful experience in his heart.After staying in the Yaoshi Immortal Mansion for such a period of time, the leaves had just fallen a short distance in reality.It seems that the flow of time in these two worlds is different.That's all right, the master said that I can go to the Immortal Mansion at any time, and let me figure out the way to go, it's really interesting.There is also Wuyou, the head of the government spirit, with a really nice voice.

Worry-free, worry-free, worry-free, really good.

While talking about Wuyou, suddenly the multicolored brilliance flashed, and Wuyou, the chief executive, appeared in front of him: "Zixiu, you called me?" Yan Zixiu was startled, and hurriedly looked around, and found that the passengers were sleeping and talking. Talking, it seems that you can't see Wuyou, and you can't hear Wuyou's voice.

He let go of his heart, and conveyed his thoughts in his mind: "You bastard, you startled me. However, I happen to have a lot of questions to ask you."

"Tell me what you want to ask."

Yan Zixiu asked, "Master, who is that old man?"

Worry-free answer: "You will know after a while."

"Oh, then how can I enter the Immortal Mansion?"

"Master let you figure it out for yourself."

Yan Zixiu was puzzled: "Why didn't you two tell me directly?"

Worry-free let out a sweet laugh: "I'll tell you directly, you're not very impressed."

Yan Zixiu was helpless: "Uh... okay. What should I do first?"

"Find a way to actively enter the Immortal Mansion first."

Yan Zixiu raised his forehead: "Can you give me some hints?"

Wuyou was very straightforward this time: "Yes. Do you think about how you entered the Immortal Mansion for the first time?"

Yan Zixiu blurted out, "Didn't Master bring me in?"

Worry-free reminder: "Then how did you meet Master?"

Yan Zixiu said, "I fell asleep and had a dream."

Worry-free and persuasive: "Then why did you have this dream?"

"I don't know... Oh, no, it's something different."

Yan Zixiu began to calm down and recall.

　2022.10.01Chapter 1发布。10.13签约（责编桔子）。11.12起点新书榜（仙侠）新人11名。12.01上架。12.08白银盟。

　　
　
(End of this chapter)