Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　All of a sudden, the original layer of childishness in him has faded a lot, making people gradually forget that the person in front of him is just a 17-year-old child.

　　The outline of a "Mr." was gradually drawn.

　　Feeling the change in Wu Shaobai's temperament, the people in the first two rows under the stage were even more surprised.

　　But Wu Shaobai's rhythm was not affected in the slightest, and continued to speak slowly:

　　"In order to save the fierce tiger, Lord Yao took out an iron rod, put it into the tiger's mouth and put its tongue on the tooth hall. If the tiger couldn't close its mouth, it would not be able to bite him. And the hairpin was also taken out. , the tiger's disease was cured. When the iron rod was taken out, the tiger not only did not hurt anyone, but knelt on the ground and bowed to the king of medicine. Mountains and rivers, in the absence of cannibalism. In the end, he followed the king of medicine to ascend to the immortal world and ranked as a righteous god. And this is the origin of the tiger that will always lie beside the statue of the king of medicine. And the short stick is called a tiger. It is said that Xingjiao Langzhong often takes the road of mountains and forests, and hangs the tiger support and the copper pot together to knock and collide. When the tiger in the mountains hears about it, he knows that this is the medical doctor. The ancestor of the doctor once saved the ancestor of the tiger, and he is the benefactor of the tiger. , don't hurt it. And because the collision between the tiger brace and the copper pot sounds like a bell... Do you think, how expensive is the copper pot? Some charlatans, or Shushu Langzhong can't decoct medicine and practice acupuncture , instead of using a copper pot and iron rod, I took a bell... First, for Langzhong, not holding a copper pot and iron rod to beat the flag is more in line with the principles of mechanics, and walking on mountain roads is not tiring. Second, The bells are cheap, and if a copper pot is knocked to pieces... good guy, then before you practice medicine, you will owe a debt..."

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　　"Hahaha~"

　　Speaking of this, the audience burst out laughing unconsciously.

　　I just think the example Wu Shaobai gave is really vivid.

　　However, this kind of trivial details in the historical evolution of traditional Chinese medicine are not known to ordinary storytellers, and only Wu Shaobai, who has practiced medicine for generations, knows about it.So the knowledge point is fresh for everyone...Even everyone who came to listen to the quyi took this knowledge point in their hearts.

　　Therefore, it is reasonable that this vivid storytelling has won the affirmation of the audience.

　　Wu Shaobai smiled slightly:

　　"This is the origin of the so-called Lingyi. Besides, although the ancestor Wu Daoran was "relegated"...isn't it?"

　　He cut off a sentence, looked at the understanding expressions on the faces of the audience, nodded and continued:

　　"Being a Ling doctor, but it is also a hanging pot to save people. The virtue of a doctor has nothing to do with the size of medical skills, but it is worthy of the heart. Therefore, it is not ashamed whether it is a doctor Ling, a doctor or a doctor. Let's talk about that day, he I came to the outskirts of Jinan Mansion. When I was walking on the night road, the bell suddenly rang automatically without wind..."

　　With Wu Shaobai's narration, this short story full of rainbow farts written by Pu Songling himself slowly unfolded in front of everyone.and.

Chapter 151

　　"Wu Daoran saw the bells ding-dong in front of the banner, and his footsteps stopped. Looking around, he suddenly saw green ghost fires flickering not far away in the dark night. He had the heart to check it out~ Or he is a bold artist. Well, ordinary people don't dare to walk at night, but it was not like today, let alone walking at night... How many people are getting more excited at night, and they have been nicknamed night owls."

　　Speaking of which, he waved to the audience:

　　"But in fact, this is not good. According to current scientific research, people's work and rest time rules are actually close to the natural environment. For example, the elderly at home will tell you that the bed must be slept with the south facing north. Why?"

　　He paused for a moment, looked at the blank eyes of everyone, smiled and said:

　　"There's a lot of attention to it. If it's really according to the old etiquette in ancient times, the dead will only sleep in ninety-two. If you go to a white event, you can actually take a look. Whether it's ours Paradise River, Babaoshan, or crematoriums or cemeteries in other regions, it will always be east-west. Why?"

　　Picking up a fan, Wu Shaobai pointed to the east with the fan's head:

　　"The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. The east is the residence of the Qinglong, and it is the gate of life for those who gossip Kun, Dui, and Gan. It controls the vitality of all things, and the Qinglong protects it. Therefore, the east is the main seat of living beings."

　　Then, the handle of the fan pointed to the west:

　　"Xinai is the home of the white tiger. The position of the eight trigrams is headed by the Zhen trigram. This is one of them, and the other is that Buddhism came to dominate the Central Plains. Although it experienced the difficulty of destroying the Buddha twice, its teachings are more in line with the people's hearts and beliefs than Taoism, which is quiet and inaction. The place where the Buddha Tathagata lives can accommodate thousands of living beings, and they will be reborn in bliss. Therefore, living people in the north and south and dead people and things, this has formed this unique custom in our place.” (I made up this passage, although I quoted It is a certain folk custom, but you who sleep in the east-west direction don’t have to worry about it, I’m talking nonsense, don’t blame me. The bedroom I sleep in is in the east-west direction, just laugh it off.)

　　Putting down the fan, Wu Shaobao raised a finger.

　　"This is the first, what about the second? According to today's scientific statement, the earth is actually an ellipsoid with the north and south poles as its central axis. I see a lot of young faces today. I wonder if any of you have studied geology. You should know I'm right. Our earth is not a circle, but an ellipse."

　　Hearing his words, several audience members nodded unconsciously.

　　Indeed, people are right about this.

　　The earth is an ellipse.

　　Just go to Baidu to check this thing and you will know that it cannot be faked at all.

　　"Humans invented the meridian with the north and south poles as the central axis to link the north and the south, but in fact, the north and south poles are also the circulation points of the earth's magnetic field. One south and one north cycle back and forth, protecting our living environment. Therefore, sleeping in the north and south is actually more in line with the earth's magnetic field. The law can make people in an environment that conforms to the magnetic field, and their sleep will not be affected by the rotation of the earth." (This paragraph is true, I read it on the news.)

　　After explaining, he smiled and said to the audience in front of him:

　　"How? Ladies, can you increase your knowledge by listening to books?"

　　"..."

　　Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they applauded in hindsight.

　　For a moment, the applause broke into one.

　　After being shocked by the background of "Dr. Wu Daoran" at the beginning, they have not reacted until now... From the beginning to the present, Mr. Wu has told a lot of knowledge... Although it may already exist, but some of them have not even heard of it. heard.

　　And now when I heard from this gentleman... Look at the age of the gentleman sitting on the high platform.

　　That's sixteen or seventeen.

　　Looking at myself... oh, I'm old.

　　Good guy, what the hell is Mr.

　　What a culture.

　　With a touch of emotion, Wu Shaobai continued to say:

　　"In addition, in ancient times, the living environment was relatively bad, and various poisonous insects and beasts were nocturnal, and it was indeed more dangerous at night than during the day. Therefore, Chinese medicine pays attention to sleep in the sky and wake up when the sky wakes up. This is the truth. Therefore, in ancient times, when rushing on the road at night, either the artisan was daring, or he went home to mourning and filial piety to rush the hour, or he did some tricky deeds. . . ......There are no more than these three possibilities. And obviously, Wu Daoran in our book is the first one."

　　"To be brief, this Wu Daoran saw the ghost fire flashing, and in order to prevent the evil ghost from hurting people, he decided to go forward to check~ When he walked to the mass grave, he first took out a compass and read aloud. , a double twist and a double pass..."

　　Hearing this, the audience was stunned, and then part of the audience suddenly laughed.

　　This is the stalk of Hu Bayi in "Ghost Blowing Candles" as the captain of Jin.

　　No one thought that the fascinated part of listening, the unexpected Mr. Wu linked the two books together...

　　Then I saw Wu Shaobai himself waving his sleeves.

　　"go go go~"

　　"Hahaha~"

　　The audience laughed even more.

　　Wu Shaobai waved his hand:

　　"Just a little joke with everyone. Why? Because what I said in a while is a little bit intrusive, I'm afraid everyone will be scared, and I can't bear it. Let's talk about the mass burial mound, although it is prosperous...

　　But mass burials in mass graves,

　　Prosperous times also have graves without graves,

　　Graves fall next to graves,

　　The wild dog is gnawing at the bones coldly!Ladies, how miserable? "

　　He was full of exclamations.

　　"In those days, as long as there were families, men and women, men and women married at their ancestral graves, no matter how well it was repaired. But at least it could give the dead souls a resting place. They could be buried in mass graves. The people who lived there were either people who died in other places and no one could collect their corpses, or they were poor people who had no one to take care of after their relatives and friends died. Or they were relatives who went to work outside to ask for money, and as a result, the old man died at home by himself. In the end, it was swept away by grass and put into the urn (read: WENG) of the mass grave, waiting for the family to come back to claim it. Therefore, since ancient times, the mass grave has been the dirty and messy place in the underworld, and the focus is on remediation."

　　"Heh~~"

　　Everyone smiled again.

　　But I don't know why... Listening to Mr. Wu's ordinary but true limericks, plus his description.There is a sense of sympathy in my heart, just like that...

　　Out of my mind came out.

　　With the slightest chill, circling in my heart...

　　not scattered. .

Chapter 152

　　"Wu Daoran held the medical banner and stepped into the mass grave, the bell on the banner was jingling. He changed positions a few times, and found the direction of the object that caused the bell to ring according to the ringing pattern of the bell. The wild dogs with green eyes were all around, stepping on the heavenly gangster step by step, walking in that direction. Walking along the way, I don’t know how many dead bones he passed around, and finally, he came to a newly erected tomb. He raised his head. ~"

　　He raised his head suddenly, the words in his mouth kept talking.

　　"Dark clouds cover the moon above the sky. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. At this moment, the moon turned into a halo and psychedelic hairy moon in the clouds."

　　"Look down."

　　His head bowed again:

　　"I saw the place where the new tomb was erected, with a radius of several meters, and the grass and trees were withered and yellow."

　　"Looking at the tomb, the stench was muddy. Although it was deserted from other tombs, it was still built by loess. I sniffed it again, and my face turned cold. Why?"

　　Wu Shaobai shook his head:

　　"It turns out that the burial ground was actually drenched with black dog blood. This black dog blood and the blood of the woman Tiankui are the same thing as a filthy ghost and filthy yin god. At this moment, it is actually used to cover the tomb, and it will be called the tomb. The master of the tomb will never be supernatural! Think about it, everyone, how much hatred and how much resentment can this be done?"

　　With a face full of emotion, his face slowly returned to normal color:

　　"When Wu Daoran saw that the tomb was different, he raised his head and glanced at the rapidly ringing bell. He knew in his heart that the reason why the bell was ringing without wind was here. Touching the cloth bag on his shoulder, it really was that...

　　The crane carries the zhi marten to send the ginseng robe,

　　All the wonderful mysteries have high methods.

　　Purple Wangwang, Jin Cancan,

　　Xiaguang Wandao, Rui Cai thousand.

　　Shaped like a gold ingot like a seal,

　　Taiyi Chu evil! ~ Become a big medicine! "

　　"it is good!!"

　　After the audience under the stage heard Wu Shaobai say this poem in a crisp voice, the applause from all over the world rang out.

　　This passage is crisp and raw, and my heart is very comfortable.

　　Just now, Mr. Wu was a mass burial mound, and the graves were next to each other. It always sounded too miserable.In addition, it is black dog blood and hairy moon, although it is daytime, it still sounds uncomfortable.

　　But this Mr. Wu took this out of the cloth bag... After I didn't know what it was for the time being, following this poem, I suddenly felt... The whole air was filled with the righteousness of heaven and earth, and some ginseng and The scent of Lingzhi.Accompanied by the sky-high Baoguang, all of a sudden, people's hearts are at ease.

　　It's really cool!

　　Oops, this tea goes down...

　　The fragrance of jasmine is like the fragrance of medicine, in such a rush...