Old Man Gu straightened up after receiving a trace of Yuan Qi input from Zhang Wenfeng. When he heard the young Guanzhu Zhang's instruction to "carry the person to the kitchen and dining room," he didn't have time to respond to the old lame man, so he hurriedly asked a few juniors to carry the person carefully.
Do as you are told.
Knowing that Guanzhu Zhang was willing to save people, he wiped his tears and nose with his sleeve, forced a smile to the old lame man who approached, and said:
"It's Brother Fang (the old lame man's name is Zhang Yifang, as explained earlier). Hey, it's a long story. My eldest son has been hit by something dirty. An expert has advised us to do the right thing to expel him. Let's see what Zhang Guanzhu says first. Let's
Brothers, let’s talk later.”
"Brother Gu, don't be anxious. If a person eats five grains and six rice, who wouldn't suffer from three diseases and two pains? There must be a way."
The old lame man gave some words of comfort, but he didn't say that the conservator must have a way to save the person.
If you can't go to this house, you can go to that house. A living person can still die from choking in urine.
He trotted towards the dining hall with a wooden stick in his hand, and loudly ordered the second man standing in the kitchen to quickly push the tables and chairs in the dining hall to the side to make room, and put a few bars in the middle.
A stool to hold the stretcher.
The mud-brick thatched hut dining hall was originally built quite large and could be opened and moved around with more than ten people and stretchers.
Zhang Wenfeng ordered a fire tray to be brought and quickly lit a fire with firewood next to the stretcher. The second brother quickly ran to the kitchen. The old lame man asked the young men blocking the way to step aside. He lit a few candles and oil lamps to illuminate.
The firewood lit up and burned loudly.
Zhang Wenfeng stepped forward and gently opened the quilt, indicating that he was still awake with half-open eyes, but Gu Quan, who was shivering from the cold, should not be nervous. He unbuttoned the cotton robe and middle coat, pulled off the chest and looked down.
Under the illumination of the candles held high in all directions, one could see a large area of pitch black from the back of Gu Quan's neck and shoulders to his chest.
The original symptoms of ghost eyes and ghosts have completely dissipated, and the black eyes seem to be squirming like a living thing.
The rest of the skin is pale, forming an extremely horrifying contrast.
Several young students who were watching from all sides were so frightened that they backed away. One of them screamed: "Ghost..."
He was slapped in the face by a burly man with a dark red face, blocking his next words.
Calling ghosts in front of ghosts will easily lead to ghosts taking over. He is saving people.
Old Man Gu had seen Gu Quan's miserable state, and he couldn't help but shed tears.
What kind of evil is this!
As Zhang Wenfeng's fingers approached, the rich black color faded to both sides, revealing the kind of bluish-purple skin that seemed to be left after a collision. He sighed silently, retracted his fingers, buttoned his robe, and wrapped the quilt tightly.
Gu Quan, who was holding on forcibly, closed his eyes and fell into a drowsy sleep again.
Zhang Guanzhu turned around, frowned and asked: "Why did it take so long to send it to you at this time? Who did you ask to show it to him?"
He felt like a mirror in his mind. The ghost's ghost suddenly deteriorated. It was because the Gu family had gone to other homes to burn incense.
I was really at my wits end, so I thought of sending him here to try my luck at saving my life.
The patient's family members were most afraid that the doctor who was rescuing the patient would frown and say such frightening words that it would not be worth his life.
Old Man Gu's legs went weak and his eyesight went dark. He could no longer hold his balance and knelt down. This was different from the previous kneeling gesture. This time, he was frightened. He was completely discouraged and had no hope at all.
"Abba!"
The young man holding the candle couldn't hold it up and screamed.
With quick hands, the old lame man grabbed Old Man Gu to steady him, and shouted: "What the hell are you doing watching? Get a chair."
Several men hurriedly moved chairs over.
Zhang Wenfeng had never been a doctor. He didn't know that his words were so powerful that he almost scared the frightened old man Gu to death. He stepped forward, held his shoulders and said: "It can still be cured, but it's more troublesome. I only have four or five."
Very sure."
He missed the mark. This kind of thing of wiping someone else's butt was very troublesome and he didn't want to get involved.
When Old Man Gu heard this, he came to life again and stood up straight.
He grabbed the sleeve of Guanzhu Zhang in front of him with his backhand, like grasping a life-saving straw, and begged:
"It's all because the old man was confused and failed to send people to the mountain on the night of the third day of the lunar new year. Please show mercy and help my poor son. The old man is so confused that he thinks you are too young.
, he had a small reputation, so he took the mistress sacrifice to Jia Laodao, thinking that Jia Laodao was your senior brother and had profound spiritual knowledge, alas..."
Zhang Wenfeng didn't listen to these reasons. In his previous life, he had heard too many examples of people who failed to save people and instead became troubled.
At this point, Gu Quan is only hanging in one breath, and his energy is constantly being lost. He probably won't be able to survive the five-hour shift in the morning. He is not 100% sure that he can do the ritual to drive away ghosts, and the risk of saving people is too high.
Look at this old man's style, he has a lot to do with it, and he has to consider the reputation of the Taoist temple.
Otherwise, the person will not be saved on the mountain. This kind of person can do anything?
So what if he is a monk or a law enforcement guard of the Daolu branch? The old man is looking for a life in the mountains, or he may not live at all. He has no choice. When the time comes, his reputation will be lost and he will feel unhappy. Will he be unjust?
"You can ask me to take action, but I am only 40 to 50 sure. Let me make it clear to you in advance that it is God's will that I can be rescued. If I can't be rescued, don't blame me. You must set up a signature, or you can go down the mountain and hire someone else. Maybe
It’s too late.”
He said ugly and harsh words to the front.
He didn't want to take action or not, and there was no room for mediation.
The old lame man supported the helpless old man Gu who was in tears and had runny nose. He patted his shoulders to comfort silently and said to Zhang Wenfeng: "Brother Feng, are you really 40 to 50 percent sure of saving people?"
He also looked at the horrific dirt on the patient just now and knew that this person was almost hopeless.
It's so pitiful. He wants to help his old friend fight for these few opportunities. What if the tragedy of the white-haired person giving away the black-haired person can be avoided?
He also knew Brother Feng's scruples and didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.
When Zhang Wenfeng heard this, he knew that the old lame man's friendship with Old Man Gu was very unusual. He was quite helpless, my old uncle, why did you, the old Jianghu, get involved? What kind of chaos are you causing?
In Taoism, there are three things not to save: those who do not believe, those who are dishonest, and those who are traitors and evil will not be saved.
Old Man Gu has almost two of them, what can he do to save them?
Seeing that the spectator was silent, the old lame man knew what he was doing and said to Zhang Wenfeng: "Brother Feng, let me discuss with Brother Gu for a few words. It's pity for the parents in the world. Brother Gu is not an unreasonable person. Brother Feng, please bear with me."
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"Okay, I'll go outside to get some fresh air, and you guys can chat."
Zhang Wenfeng walked straight out of the dining hall with a calm expression, followed closely by his second senior brother.
The two walked for a while, and the second senior brother reminded him in a low voice: "Senior Brother Jia's Taoism is so profound that he can't save anyone..."
He has an upright personality but is not stupid. He understands the ways of the world, but most of the time he doesn't bother to pay attention to them.
Shaking his head, Zhang Wenfeng whispered: "They wasted their time."
The sky had turned completely dark, and a crescent moon, plumper than the previous days, appeared in the southerly sky.
This meeting was originally supposed to be a late class, but it was delayed by something else today.
After walking in silence for a while, the second senior brother was a little worried about senior brother Jade Anja and said: "Set some time tomorrow, I will go to senior brother Jia's house to sit there. I can't exorcise the ghosts. It's very damaging to his vitality. He is also old."
It is very possible that the Gu family caused a scene.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded and added: "Bring a bunch of fresh meat to the town, don't go empty-handed."
There are several brothers among them. The eldest brother Jia De'an is good at practicing magic, seeking Feng Shui, knows medical skills, can draw talismans, can play chess, and paint landscapes. He is versatile and has a lot of knowledge. He lives in another town fourteen or five miles away from here.
nearby.
The first house he found when he returned to the Yang Dynasty was the old Taoist priest who blocked him from doing anything, which was his senior brother Jia De'an. He had two magic weapons given by the master in his hands. After Zhang Wenfeng returned to the Yang State, he searched through his memories and found out that he actually had a relationship with the big brother under such circumstances.
My senior brother had an encounter with me and I couldn't laugh or cry.
The second senior brother, Zhang Wenxing, is good at divination, talisman painting, Feng Shui, and medicine.
Fourth senior sister Yue Anyan is good at medicine, drawing talismans and playing the piano.
The third senior brother Shang Zheng is good at rituals, drawing talismans, Feng Shui, and medicine. He is more than thirty miles away from his senior brother to the east and west, so there won't be too many conflicts in the practice and business. However, the relationship between the two is not harmonious.
We've been in contact for several years.
As a closed disciple, Zhang Wenfeng came from behind and had the highest level of cultivation. He knew talismans, medicine, painting, and rituals.
However, no one could learn all the master's skills, which made the master regretful.