Wearing a robe and stroking her long beautiful temples, the orthopedic doctor was carrying a flag with four big characters written on it: Mai Yi Shen Xiang.
It was getting dark at this time, and there happened to be a group of travel friends who came here to visit Qianming Village with great interest, but they were blocked by the orthopedic doctor.
"You, with a bra on your head, are bound to suffer a bloody disaster in the near future!" The doctor stared at the top of a fellow traveler's head and said with a serious face.
No one likes to be told that there is some kind of bloody disaster early in the morning. It is a curse, no matter whether the other party is really a hemp-clad god or a wandering Taoist priest. So the traveler was immediately unhappy and clamored to find a doctor to settle the score.
This is the ancestral hall in Qianming Village, and the sound of the quarrel was clearly transmitted to the former residence of General Sun behind.
"Who do you think is responsible for the bloody disaster? Who do you think is responsible for the bloody disaster!" The travel friend was also not a good-tempered person. He directly grabbed the doctor's clothes and demanded an explanation.
Being grabbed by the collar, the doctor didn't put up any resistance. He just kept sighing, scanning his eyes back and forth on the other person's face, and shaking his head constantly. It was as if he had been wronged so much that he had to endure the loss of his life.
I gave him some advice on the risks, but what I got was lack of understanding and distrust.
"Believe it or not, it's up to you." The doctor said helplessly: "Within three days, you will definitely suffer a bloody disaster. But I have a way to resolve it, would you like to hear it?"
"I listen to your sister!" Touring cursed heavily and raised his fist to knock the doctor down.
At this moment, a brick flew from nowhere and hit the traveler's head, causing a bloody hole.
Blood flowed down, the traveler was stunned, and he let go of the doctor's collar.
"Sigh... I said you were in for a bloody disaster..." Dr. Chuda gently stroked his beard and shook his head: "Now is just the beginning, if..."
During the dispute, a brick suddenly flew over and hit their heads for no reason, which really shocked these travel friends. But the first thing they thought of was that this matter was definitely a way for the Taoist priest to make money. Who knows who he hired from
A brick was smashed outside the wall.
This group of travel friends are all young guys, how can they hold back? As soon as their temper got hot, they immediately started to make a fuss, and gathered around the doctor trying to reason.
After such a commotion, the personnel in charge of the ancestral hall immediately stepped forward to dissuade the two parties and separated them.
"Explain to me who hit me on the head with a brick!" The bloody traveler yelled and glared at the villagers who came forward.
What a fucking unlucky person. I drove all night to get to this stupid place and got a hole in my head. What a fucking unlucky person!
It is true that unruly people come out of poor mountains and rivers, and the villagers who come to start a fight are just trying to make trouble. Sometimes they pull, sometimes they don't, and the bruise doctor disappears without a trace.
Several fellow travellers still yelled and cursed loudly, but the people involved had disappeared, and it seemed pointless to continue to curse. Even the villagers who started a fight threw them away and stood aside with their arms folded, watching them curse.
"Where's that Taoist priest? Let him get out!" The traveler covered his head and yelled.
"What Taoist priest?" A stocky villager raised his head and said, "We are not a Taoist temple here, where did the Taoist priest come from?"
Hearing these words, the travel friend was so angry that he was about to have a fit when he was stopped by his companion behind him.
This is the territory of Qianming Village. There is no village in front of it or any store in the back. Even if you call the police, there is no place to report it. If there is too much trouble on other people's territory, I am afraid there will be a lot of trouble.
After a while of whispering, a group of travel friends helped their injured companion and left quickly, walking out of Qianming Village without looking back.
As for the missing doctor, he was dragged into an inconspicuous alley by middle-aged villagers, who complained helplessly about him.
"I said, Lao Qi, it's okay for you to do this every day." The middle-aged villager said earnestly: "Let's do something to make money safely. Selling dog-skin plasters and cheating all day long is not sustainable at all.
It's a big deal. You're already a grown-up, and you've been living so long that you don't even have a wife. It's going to be very unpleasant to say that."
"Who said I was a dog-skin plaster? Who said I was a fortune teller?" The doctor stared at him, pointed at the flag he was carrying and said, "I have a look in linen, passed down from the ancestors of the Northern Song Dynasty!"
The four characters "Ma Yi Shen Xiang" are fluttering in the wind, and it really looks quite charming.
"Shit!" the middle-aged villager spat fiercely and said scornfully: "The ancestor of the Northern Song Dynasty, who doesn't know that you have liked these nonsense things since you were a child, and then used this to deceive you. Say, five years
Didn't you go out to tell people's fortunes before, and then you were beaten half to death?"
"I..." The doctor was stunned for a moment and was speechless.
"Alas...Old Qi, I'm not telling you, you can't continue to be so noisy at your age." The middle-aged villager patted the doctor on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Our place is about to be developed, and it will become a hot spot soon.
tourist attraction. When the time comes to set up a small inn or something, aren’t you just sitting around waiting to collect money? In terms of seniority, you are quite senior in the village. How can you let those little brats look at your back all day long?
Pointing fingers? Listen to me and build a small hotel or a small restaurant. As long as you work hard, are you afraid that you won't make any money?"
This is a very pertinent statement. The tourist area that is about to be developed can make money by doing anything. But the problem is that the orthopedic doctor has no money at all. If it had money, would it still do this?
"Shit!" the orthopedic doctor cursed loudly, pointed at the middle-aged villager and said loudly: "You idiot, it's easy for you to say it. You give me money? Why am I even a generation older than you? You
You're still minding my business. Come on, go see your parents. I want to see what your parents say. Damn it, when you went to Shenxian Ridge and broke a leg, if I hadn't done it for you,
You've become a cripple a long time ago. It's a good thing, you have a lot of money in your hand and you're saying sarcastic things about me."
The doctor dragged the middle-aged villager to see his parents.
"Grandpa Seven!" The middle-aged villager became anxious and sat down on the ground and said: "That's not the case. How can I dare to say sarcastic things about you? What I want to say is that making money is not easy? Sun Heng, with you
Those are the grandchildren who haven't even finished the fifth server. As long as you open your mouth, you can make some money no matter what."
After hearing these words, the doctor immediately pinched his fingers and shook his head, as if he was calculating something, with a look on his face.
"Hey, my seventh grandfather, stop nagging, let's go, I'll take you to see Sun Heng. Now is not the time to pretend to be a god. Who doesn't know what you have?" The middle-aged villager pulled him.
The doctor walked towards General Sun's former residence.
It seemed that the doctor was very reserved, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes, and he allowed the middle-aged villagers to pull him over.
Who doesn't want money? But if you ask a grandpa to ask for money from his grandson, I'm afraid no one will be able to say it. Doctors are very reserved, and they always pretend to be an expert in the world.
"Cousin, cousin!" After entering the former residence, the voice of the middle-aged villager was full of flattery.
Hearing the cry, Sun Heng walked out slowly, with a touch of impatience on his face, yawning and stretching.
"Hey, cousin!" The middle-aged villager said with a smile on his face and a flattering tone: "Look who I brought here. According to the genealogy, this is the person you are closest to.
Back then, my third grandfather, your grandfather, had five brothers, the third was your branch, and the eldest was Grandpa Seven. If you count, Grandpa Seven was your grandpa’s cousin, haha.”
Hearing this, Sun Heng looked at the doctor, and the impatience on his face became more serious. It is very common to ask for relatives, but he has never seen a grandpa sent to him.
"Grandson!" The doctor suddenly looked surprised, pointed at Sun Heng's eyebrows and said in a low voice: "You, you, you..."
Sun Heng immediately became angry when he heard his grandson calling him. He wanted to kick the grandfather away who came to the door. But he was attracted by the surprised look on his face and didn't know what this guy was going to say.
"Let me touch the back of your head!" the doctor said with a serious face.
But Sun Heng will not let others touch the back of his head. This is a habit. Except for the closest people, the back of the head must not be touched. That is the real Achilles’ heel of a person, and all people who often walk on the edge of death will
Protect everything on your back.
Yan Fenghuo, who was hanging in the yard, opened his eyes, looked at Sun Heng, then at the orthopedic doctor, and closed his eyes again weakly.
"If nothing happens..." Sun Heng coldly issued an order to expel the guests.
"Grandson!" The orthopedic doctor made an anxious voice and shouted to Sun Heng: "You touch the back of your head to see if there is a raised bone on the back. Quick, touch it quickly!"
Hearing the word "grandson" again, Sun Heng wanted to kill someone. But his anger could not be released at this time, because this is where his roots are, and he had to rely on the villagers here for the time being. So Sun Heng endured his anger and reached out to touch the back of his head.
, and sure enough, I felt a small raised bone.
"Is there any? Is there any? Tell me quickly, is there any?" the doctor asked anxiously.
It seems that whether there is a protruding bone on the back of Sun Heng's head is more important than anything else. That bone is the most important!
"Yes!" Sun Heng spit out one word impatiently.
"Back to the bone, back to the bone, hahahaha..." The doctor suddenly let out a crazy laugh, stared at Sun Heng with hot eyes, and shouted with great emotion: "I knew that such a person would definitely appear in our Sun family.
A person with a backbone on the back of his head! If he doesn’t become a prince, he will become a general, a rebel, a rebel! Hahahahaha..."
Rebellious?
Sun Heng had never heard of this thing, but there was indeed a protruding bone on the back of the head. This guy who came to visit seemed to value this bone very much. Whoever owned this bone would become a prince or a general?
The middle-aged villager on the side was also confused. He couldn't figure out what "rebellion" meant. It was probably something made up by Grandpa Seven.
"Kill him!" The doctor pointed fiercely at Yan Fenghuo hanging on the tree, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Kill this man, there must be a bone in the back of his head!"
Three pairs of eyes stared at Yan Fenghuo at the same time. One was the confusion of a middle-aged villager, the other was the coldness of Sun Heng, and the other was the determination of a bruised doctor!