He Shaoyang cut off the rotten meat himself, cleaned the wound himself, and sewed it up with needle and thread. He was so painful that his whole body was covered with beans of sweat beads the size of beans, but he could still talk to Xu Xiaole and Luo Yun without even moaning.

Luo Yun only thought that this was really a god descending to earth, and his eyes were filled with awe when he looked at He Shaoyang.

Xu Xiaole knew that the silver needles on He Shaoyang's leg could not only stop bleeding, but also seem to relieve pain. Otherwise, how could the flesh and blood body be so exaggerated? I think even Master Uncle can't do it!

After Xu Xiaole woke up, he found himself in a simple house. He sat up and held his head, but felt it was not very painful. He thought it was because he became a habit, so he didn't feel it hurt, but his nose was itchy and there seemed to be foreign objects...

Xu Xiaole sneezes and is full of energy.

"Old Luo! Xiaoyun! Yunzi!" Xu Xiaole shouted.

Luo Yun did not answer, but Pipi jumped in first, cried and climbed onto Xu Xiaole's shoulder, and pulled Xu Xiaole's hair as if he was flattering.

Xu Xiaole snorted and slapped Pipi's hand: "I don't have lice on my head, so you don't have to behave like you!"

"The monkeys and monkeys are not catching lice, but salt grains condensed on the fur." ​​He Shaoyang brought in a bowl of brown medicine soup and handed it to Xu Xiaole: "Drink it in one breath."

Xu Xiaole drank it up to the sky, breathed a sigh of relief, stroked her chest and said, "It feels so comfortable! When I wake up, it's like I'm full sleep, but it's not like I'm in a coma."

He Shaoyang sat down on the chair with his legs lame and said, "I just asked Brother Luo to blow acorus granulum powder into your nostrils. It can calm the mind, so you don't have to have a headache when you wake up."

Xu Xiaole quickly stepped forward and pulled a stool, sat in front of He Shaoyang, raised his head slightly, and stared at the strange uncle.

He Shaoyang continued: "The medicinal soup you just drank..."

"There are Acorus granite, turmeric, and Pinellia." Xu Xiaole quickly continued: "I smell it as soon as I smell it."

He Shaoyang smiled slightly: "Young man has a solid foundation."

Xu Xiaole was a little shy and said, "These are all people willing to teach, haha, of course, my brain is the main thing."

He Shaoyang still smiled faintly, not caring about Xu Xiaole's bragging at all.

Xu Xiaole sat in front of him, feeling like facing the mountains and ridges, and could only look up, as if there was an echo, but the mountains and ridges did not really care about his existence. This made Xu Xiaole feel weak in his legs, and immediately thought of Uncle Master.

Xu Xiaole said, "Is the uncle also a practitioner?"

He Shaoyang's eyebrows hopped, which was a reaction to Xu Xiaole. Soon he realized that his micro-expression could not meet Xu Xiaole's communication needs, so he had to speak, "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Xu Xiaole asked.

He Shaoyang had no choice but to say the opposite: "What are you talking about in cultivation?"

Xu Xiaole found it difficult to explain, thought about it for a while, and said, "Cultivating is probably to serve the Tao, practice the Tao, and finally become an immortal with the Tao."

He Shaoyang smiled: "Since I was born, I have burned furnaces and water in the Immortal Cave, and I have also removed the road and led the chime in front of Laojun's car. I also drank tea and played chess with Chi Songzi, and also traveled with Xuzi to control the wind. I have been memorized by five thousand spiritual words, and I have been able to learn from the nine true scriptures. Ten lands, three realms, seven seas and four continents, and I do not worship the landlord of the human king, but only respect the virtues of Gao Zhen. Do you think I am a practitioner?"

Xu Xiaole nodded slightly and said seriously: "You are so bragging too much, I can't understand. However, I have seen many old Taoists in Shangzhen Temple, and they always say things like traveling with immortals and meeting the Heavenly Lord. You really look like you."

He Shaoyang finally laughed out loud: "This habit was found in Zhuangzi. During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, scholars liked to talk about practice and even came up with a name called "Talks on Traveling to the Immortals". You seem to have read books?"

Xu Xiaole nodded proudly: "That's natural. Not only have I read books, but I have also read many books. It's not me bragging, as long as it is a book I have read, I can memorize it once, and it's a word-of-word!"

He Shaoyang said: "I have lived for a long time, but I haven't seen you so boastful."

Xu Xiaole was displeased: "I'm telling the truth!"

He Shaoyang asked with a smile: "Have you read the "Li of Zhou"?"

Xu Xiaole choked and said, "This book is not something that needs to be read urgently... I mainly read medical books."

He Shaoyang said "Oh" and said, "Have you read the "On the Origin and Symptoms of Various Diseases"?"

Xu Xiaole choked again and said, "Uh, is there this book?" But he had never even heard of it.

He Shaoyang said: "Although Chao Yuanfang's "On the Origin and Symptoms of Various Diseases" is not enough to cause the decline of the five generations of doctors, it is also considered a masterpiece of a generation."

Xu Xiaole bounced his nose: "Actually, I mainly look at the medical books and medical cases hidden in my home... Well, later, Uncle Master asked me to read history books, so I read more history books."

He Shaoyang still smiled: "Then you have read "Old Book of Tang" and "Zizhi Tongjian". Do you say that you will never forget it? Can you recite the chapter "An Jinzang cuts off his chest"?"

Xu Xiaole lowered his head: "I haven't read the historical books behind "The Three Kingdoms" yet."

He Shaoyang said: "It's enough to read "The Three Kingdoms", you remember..."

Xu Xiaole suddenly leaned forward, pressed He Shaoyang's knee, and was so sincere that he was about to cry, saying, "Uncle, I was wrong. I was really wrong... I didn't read the bibliography that Master and Master gave me later, and I thought it was interesting to treat the disease and distracted my energy."

He Shaoyang helped Xu Xiaole up to prevent the naughty child from cracking his wound. He said, "I am not your uncle, and I don't mean to take the exam for your homework. I just saw that you are quite curious about stitching and stitching, so I would like to give you some advice."

Xu Xiaole only felt that He Shaoyang's strength was so great that he almost lifted him up, which was quite strange. He asked, "There is a stitching technique in these books?"

He Shaoyang smiled and said, "I'm afraid the needle writing is probably a prescription and acupuncture are even earlier. The ancestors compete with all beasts. Those with higher skills win, those with higher skills win, those with greater victories, and those with loss die. At that time, there were always much more injured people than in later generations. Should they just wait to die? Of course, they have to find a way to cure them.

"When the ancestors encountered great trauma, they first wrapped them with skin, and basically died without any life. So later, the custom of wrapping the corpse with leather. When the ancestors learned to weave hemp, they wrapped the wounds with linen. Most of them were dead. Later, someone tied them with hemp ropes to make the wounds come into contact with them, and applied rosin and alum. It was not until the needle and thread were found that the dead were mixed, and the dead were mixed. The ulcer doctor mentioned in the "Book of Zhou" did this."

Xu Xiaole was stunned when he heard this and murmured: "Uncle Master always asked me to trace the origin and see true knowledge, but he never told me that he could go so far." He immediately said loudly: "Please teach me Mr. He!"

He Shaoyang was slightly embarrassed and said, "It's not that I'm hiding my own private life. You can actually know these things by looking through the books. I'm just a savage and don't know medical skills."

Xu Xiaole's heart was full of horses, and there was only one voice echoing infinitely:

you!

cheat!

people!
Chapter completed!