Traditional Chinese Medicine: Back to the years when educated youths went to the countryside

Chapter 126 The old monk was paralyzed with fear
Of course, the main reason is that the college entrance examination will be resumed at the end of the year, and I can't say it clearly.

A rumor or two came from nowhere in the village, saying that after the turmoil, there will be a new atmosphere, and the country will recruit talents.

However, few people took it seriously.

If Wang Chengzhou swears it out now, he will be discussed.

"Humph!"

Si Ya was still very unconvinced.

However, when it comes to business matters, she doesn't dare to disobey her brother.

"Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared, remember this sentence."

Wang Chengzhou added, his eyes glanced at Xu Xiaozhi intentionally or unintentionally.

The four eyes met, and they were scattered at the touch of a finger.

But who is this sinister girl?

With her mind, she immediately understood what he meant.

Immediately, he frowned and began to think deeply.

After the family had dinner, Xu Xiaozhi and Si Ya got together again, muttered for a while, and then took a rest.

It was approaching midnight.

Suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door, followed by a cry:
"Wang Chengzhou! Wang Chengzhou! Wang Chengzhou!"

In the middle of the night, the family was sleeping soundly when they were suddenly awakened by the sound of shouting and hurriedly put on their clothes one by one.

"Chen Weihong?"

Wang Chengzhou's eyebrows twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan", and he instinctively wanted to scold him.

This kid either disturbs people's dreams early in the morning, or howls like ghosts and wolves at night, which makes people simply not peaceful.

But then he thought about it, this must be something urgent, otherwise, he would not act like this.

Sure enough, when he opened the courtyard door, he saw an incandescent flashlight shooting a beam of light in the night, swinging up and down from time to time, showing the owner's inner anxiety.

"What are you doing?"

"Rescue!"

Hearing Wang Chengzhou's voice, Chen Weihong felt happy and pulled him away without saying a word.

"What's going on?"

Wang Chengzhou frowned but did not resist.

"Damn it, this is all the fault of Wang Jianguo's son-in-law!"

Chen Weihong cursed first and then explained as he ran, "Wang Tielin's family really couldn't survive it, so they started to try their best."

"Last night, I secretly invited the old monk from Huzhuang Temple to my home and asked him to perform rituals to exorcise Wang Caiyun."

"Who would have imagined that the old monk is over 70 years old and has been in a daze all day long. The Clay Bodhisattva cannot save himself when crossing the river. How can he have the ability to drive away ghosts for others? It was so late at night that he was frightened and paralyzed. He was already dead. No more saving!"

When Wang Chengzhou heard this, he opened his mouth, trying not to twist his nose with anger.

He knew about the old monk in Huzhuang Temple.

There is a large area of ​​connected hills, unusually tall, like a hill.

There is a ruined temple left over from the old society on the mountain.

Originally, after the turmoil of the times, there were no monks in the temple.

However, one year, a wandering monk came from nowhere. He was old and lame, and had nowhere to go, so he stayed there.

On weekdays, I make do with the help of the good men and women nearby.

A few years ago, due to special reasons of the times, monk Yuandu was ordered to return to secular life, and was often pulled out for a fight.

At that time, the old monk was already over 60 years old. He couldn't stand the trouble anymore, so he ran away.

I heard that some brave believers nearby took him in secretly and hid him at home for several years.

As the situation improved in the past two years, Monk Yuandu returned to his hometown without changing his Buddhist heart, and the incense gradually became more prosperous.

You can even occasionally see monks from out of town placing orders.

Every year on March [-]rd, Huzhuang Temple also performs operas, which is also regarded as a local temple fair folk custom.

It's just that that bitch Wang Jianguo, who usually talks scientifically but not scientifically, is so superstitious that he invites a monk to perform rituals at home. It's really funny and annoying.

No wonder he did it secretly at night, and he also knew that what he was doing was ridiculous?

The old monk Yuan Du is over 70 years old, and his body has long been decayed. How can he withstand such a torment?

I wonder if during the day, all the doctors from the city got their faces scratched by the little pepper?How can an old monk afford this?

If you scold, you must scold, and if you treat, you must treat!

When we arrived, the village chief Wang Tielin’s house was brightly lit.

An old monk wearing ragged cassocks lay silently on the ground.

In the main room, a woman with disheveled hair was smiling strangely with a twisted face, her eyes were bloodshot, and her face was full of madness.

Vaguely, you can still see a little bit of pepper.

Only two days had passed, and she was almost reduced to human form from the torture.

Wang Tielin stood under the light, stamping his feet and beating his chest. He looked haggard, no better than his daughter.

Wang Zhiguo held his head and squatted on the ground, howling meaninglessly.

Only Wang Jianguo continued to press Monk Yuandu's chest. It was late at night, and his face was covered with sweat, which looked like tears when illuminated by the light.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, Wang Chengzhou is coming!"

As soon as Chen Weihong entered the door, he shouted and pushed him aside to make room.

"Chen Weihong!"

Wang Jianguo didn't look at Wang Chengzhou. Instead, he stared at him with an expression of anger and yelled.

It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with him calling outsiders here.

"What's that?"

Chen Weihong was not afraid at all. She stared at him and gritted her teeth and said:
"This old monk is about to die, and he still wants you to grind here?"

"If you don't call Wang Chengzhou over, do you want him to die at home?"

"It's so late at night. If someone is willing to come over, it's already a great honor. Don't be ignorant!"

This kid showed no courtesy at all in front of the village chief Wang Tielin.

A few words made the whole family stare and speechless.

On the other hand, Wang Tielin, who deserves to be the village chief, looked at Wang Chengzhou and forced a smile on his face, "Chengzhou, please come over."

"Monk Yuandu didn't know what was going on. Halfway through the chanting, he suddenly fell unconscious."

"Please show me quickly."

If someone died, especially if an old monk died at home, it would be a matter of course whether he could keep his position as village chief, not to mention being sued.

Wang Chengzhou ignored him.

After taking a look at Yuan Du, who was lying on the ground with a face as bright as gold paper, without saying a word, he knelt down and injected an injection into his body, Zhongchong, and Hegu.

Then, twist the needle to induce Qi.

Although Wang Jianguo's family had objections to him, at this juncture, they all looked over eagerly.

Staring at the movements of his hands, my heart was filled with anticipation.

Unexpectedly, the old monk's health was so bad that after several injections, there was no reaction at all.

Wang Tielin and his son immediately became emotionally complicated.

He is willing to have Wang Chengzhou save Monk Yuan Du, but he is not willing to have Wang Chengzhou save Monk Yuan Du.

The reason why I am willing is because we can't deal with dead people in my family, but of course I am not willing because of a trace of jealousy in my heart.

Wang Chengzhou frowned, and immediately changed a bloodletting needle, pricking one needle each at Baihui on the top of his head and Yongquan on the sole of his foot, and squeezed out some blood.The old monk Yuandu's body immediately twitched, and Yunyu woke up.

Under the orange light, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the handsome young man in front of him with a dazed expression.

He softly recited the Buddha's name and said vaguely: "Amitabha, has the old monk arrived in the Western Heaven and seen the Buddha?"

Wang Chengzhou couldn't help but want to laugh, but he really couldn't afford it.

He immediately helped him up and said with a smile:
"Monk Yuandu, the Buddha said that your merits are not yet complete, and you are still one step away from reaching Arhat status."

"I will let you practice in this mortal world for a few more days. When the earth returns to spring and the mountains and rivers are beautiful, you will be allowed to go back."

"And that day is not far away."

The old monk Yuan Du stared at him blankly, then suddenly clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist chant, "I understand."

"Little benefactor, you have actually received a revelation from heaven. It seems that you are someone who is destined to be my Buddha."

"Why don't you follow me to the temple to practice?"

Wang Chengzhou was just making random remarks, he just wanted to see if the old monk had woken up.

Little did he know that he would be persuaded to become a monk.

Immediately, he laughed and shook his head, "Monk Yuandu, I am a person whose fate in the mortal world has not yet been resolved. My whole body is tied with red ropes. I must wallow in the mortal world."

"But you can't enter the empty gate."

Yuan Du blinked his old eyes and nodded, "What a pity, what a pity!"

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the two men fighting.

Monk Yuandu then looked at the village chief Wang Tielin, nodded and said:
"Donor King, your love is covered with karma, and your body and mind are suffering in the fire of karma."

"Please forgive me for my low magic power. I cannot give her peace. I have failed in my trust."

"However, the old monk saw that this young benefactor is covered with Buddha's light. He must be a man of great wisdom and good fortune. Perhaps, he can relieve your family from this misfortune."

Wang Zhiguo was already dissatisfied with him for causing trouble in his home. When he heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows and cursed:

"You old monk, what are you talking about?"

"What kind of great wisdom and good fortune are you? You are a bluff yourself, and you still want to flatter others?"

"Even if my family is scattered and we can't live well, we won't let him, Wang Chengzhou, treat my sister!"

This kid, because of what happened to Xu Xiaozhi, obviously hated him very much. He stared and jumped in anger.

Wang Tielin, on the other hand, remained silent.

"Hehehe, let's break it up. Let's break it up."

"Black coffin, white mourning clothes, blowing and beating in the morning mist, all the way to the old cemetery, buried in the dew."

"Son, my mother is waiting for you below!"

In the room, it was dark.

Under the light, all you could see was a disheveled head sticking out of the door, winking and singing a weird jingle.

It was so late at night that it sent chills down one's spine.

Wang Tielin's family's eyes immediately turned red.

One by one, they were lamenting and squatting on the ground, miserable.

But she still couldn't open her mouth and asked Wang Chengzhou to heal her.

Seeing this, Monk Yuandu trembled with fright, shouted the Buddha's name, and tried to return to the temple tremblingly.

I don’t dare to stay in this yard for a moment.

Wang Chengzhou looked at the family buried in resentment, shook his head, and left coldly.

At three o'clock in the morning, Wang Chengzhou slowly woke up.

When I walked out of the house, I found that the village was much more lively than before.

Neighbors gathered in twos and threes in the streets and alleys, talking in low voices and sighing constantly.

"Chengzhou, are you awake?"

In the past, waking up at this point would have made people laugh out loud.

At least you have to curl your lips and talk about him for half an hour before talking about it.

However, today, when Guo Shumei saw him coming out, she hurriedly came up to her and whispered: "Chengzhou, was the old monk from Huzhuang Temple really scared to death by Wang Caiyun?"

To die has the local meaning of passing into coma.

However, I didn't expect that what happened in the middle of the night last night would be spread throughout the village early this morning.

"Ah."

Wang Chengzhou couldn't lie, so he explained, "Monk Yuan Du is not in good health to begin with. It is not uncommon to be frightened and faint for a while at night."

"Alas!"

Guo Shumei bared her teeth and rolled her eyes at him, "My silly brother, isn't this unusual?"

"The old monk in Huzhuang Temple is quite virtuous. Otherwise, how would the folks from these ten miles and eight villages be so kind to him?"

"Even he was frightened by Wang Caiyun. You can imagine how terrifying the thing possessing her is!"

As he spoke, he also clicked his tongue, looking frightened.

Wang Chengzhou raised the corner of his mouth helplessly. For a while, he couldn't change his deep-rooted superstitious thoughts.

There was no sound.

"Chengzhou, Wang Tielin's family is finished now."

Guo Shumei watched the excitement and didn't mind the matter, so she started to make a fussy comment, "If an official invited someone like that to his family, if it had been a few years ago, he would have had to be wiped off his hat!"

"This also shows that this family has been tortured by Wang Caiyun."

"I think if you are really desperate, they will definitely come to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Chengzhou frowned and said nothing.

A sturdy figure hurried over.

When he came closer, without saying a word, he took him a few steps towards the door, avoiding the idle people, and whispered: "Chengzhou, can you cure Wang Caiyun's illness?"

The visitor is none other than Wang Yutang.

He is one of the highest-ranking people in the clan and can be regarded as Wang Chengzhou's grandfather.

Wang Chengzhou actually had a good impression of him.

Hearing this, he nodded silently, "Yes."

Wang Yutang immediately widened his eyes and looked excited.

But he suppressed his emotions and said calmly:
"Okay, tell me, why are you willing to treat Wang Caiyun?"

"To tell you the truth, Wang Tielin came to see me at home early this morning. He wanted me to be a go-between and ask you to treat his daughter."

"I also know that this family is not kind in their behavior, and they often make things difficult for you. If you were a narrow-minded person like me, I would definitely stand by and watch."

As he said that, he smiled twice at Wang Chengzhou.

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"But, you kid is different."

"From what happened with the horse matchmaker, I can see that you are a kind-hearted person. After all, you have read the books of sages and are different from us ordinary farmers."

"Tell me, do you want that bastard Wang Zhiguo to kowtow to you and admit your mistake, or do you want that guy Wang Jianguo to come and apologize? You just have to tell me something. For the sake of that poor little girl, I rely on my seniority to fight him. Those two boys are calling!"

When Wang Chengzhou heard this, he smiled and shook his head, "Master Yu, this is none of your business."

"It's not that I don't give you face, it's just that others look down on me at all."

"To be honest, Little Pepper has been my playmate since childhood. As long as the Wang Tielin family is willing to bow their heads and say a few nice words to me, I can't watch her suffer."

"But look what they did? I was too embarrassed to come forward, but instead asked you to be the microphone. Are there any fathers and brothers like this?"

(End of this chapter)