Chapter 162 A Li’s grandfather, a survivor of the Ming Dynasty, was collecting herbs outside. Hearing A Li’s shouting, he quickly followed her back into the house. He saw Brother Gan already looking at the house and the people in it with his eyes open, and smiled slightly. "I think you should wake up by now. You are a young man after all, unusual, unusual..." The old man nodded with satisfaction as he spoke.
Brother Gan watched the girl run out and then came in with a gray-haired old man. Only then did he confirm that he was really alive. He looked at the strangely dressed two heads and the little girl in surprise. They were all dressed in Hanfu that he had seen on TV before. , couldn’t help but secretly curse, his grandma, could it be that he has traveled through time? No way, those bloody scenes can only be used to deceive children in novels, movies and TV series, how can they appear in reality! Brother Gan wants to move He moved but was still as weak as before. Seeing Brother Gan's red face, the old man smiled and said: "Young man, stop moving. You can't stand up even if you try your best!" Yesterday, I sealed your acupuncture points in order to treat your internal injuries! Just wait a moment and I will untie them for you in a moment..."
Brother Gan couldn't help but be a little surprised after hearing what the old man said. Damn it, he can also seal acupuncture points. This is not the same as the acupuncture points in the previous costume dramas. I used to think that it was all a lie, but now it seems that it is true. Acupuncture points? Brother Gan was thinking wildly in his head, but the white-haired old man had already taken out the few silver needles that he had used for acupuncture that day, then lit a candle, sterilized them, then helped Brother Gan up, and put his He took off his coat, slowly inserted the silver needle into the acupuncture point on Brother Gan's back, turned it around, and then slowly pulled it out. In less than two minutes, Brother Gan didn't even feel a trace of pain, and the white-haired old man put it away. After getting the silver needle, he smiled and said to Brother Gan: "Young man, now can you try to see if you have any strength?"
Brother Gan looked at the old man in confusion, thinking that it couldn't be possible. He just inserted these broken needles into himself and regained his strength. Brother Gan felt that he didn't believe it, but he still tried to exert his strength. It doesn't matter if you exert your strength. Brother Gan suddenly felt that his power not only did not become weaker due to injury, but also became stronger. He could even feel a breath flowing in his body, giving him infinite power. Brother Gan looked at it in surprise. The white-haired old man knew that Brother Qian would be surprised, so he smiled slightly and said: "Young man, your physical fitness is very good, but it is a pity that the zhenqi in your body is not penetrated. It is just in time for me to treat you this time." The injury easily opened up your Ren and Du meridians, so your skill is now at least twice as strong as before..."
After listening to the words of the white-haired old man, Brother Gan thought that no matter what dynasty he was from, he had really met an expert this time. Suddenly he thought that his whole body was covered with injuries. Why couldn't he feel the pain all over his body? I saw new scars on my arms and chest, so I asked, "Old sir, what's my injury?"
Before the old man could speak, A Li said eloquently: "When we found you the day before yesterday, you were seriously injured and there were many iron pieces inside. My grandfather had taken them out for you and applied herbal medicine on them. , it was healed last night!”
Damn! The medicine I applied the day before yesterday caused scars last night. The healing speed is too fast! It’s faster than the healing agent. Where on earth is there such a magic medicine! So Brother Gan asked in confusion : "Old sir, where exactly are you here? How did you find me?"
"We have a small island here. I don't know where it is specifically, but we know that it is called Siming Island, which is the name given by our ancestors. We found you on the beach the morning before yesterday. You were very injured at the time. It's heavy. There are bloody wounds all over your body, and there are iron pieces inside. I've been studying for a long time but I still can't figure out what kind of weapon injured you..." the white-haired old man said.
Siming Island? I was supposed to perform missions frequently, and I was required to memorize the names and locations of these small islands during previous training, because knowing these could sometimes save my life, but I seemed to have never heard of it. Passing the name of Siming Island! Could it be that I forgot or didn’t remember it? It’s impossible. I have never been distracted in this area, so I asked in surprise: “Old man, why are you wearing these clothes? "
"What's wrong with these clothes? We've been dressing like this since our ancestors came here, and they haven't changed! By the way, young man, what are you wearing?" The white-haired old man was stopped by Gan Ge and looked at Gan. Brother asked rhetorically.
After Brother Qian finished thinking about it, could it be that he really entered the time and space tunnel and traveled to ancient times? Impossible. Although he is sometimes a bit superstitious, such an unreliable thing should not be possible, so Brother Qian asked again: "Old sir, why did your ancestors come to this island?"
"I don't know the specifics. Anyway, I heard from people of the previous generation that our country was invaded by barbarians more than three hundred years ago, and then the country perished. However, our hungry ancestors did not want to be slaves of the subjugated country, so He took his family of 70 to 80 people and came to this unknown island in a self-made boat. From then on, he lived here and lived without any worries. Almost no one came here. Anyway, I have lived so long. Da, you are the first visitor..." the white-haired old man said.
More than three hundred years ago? Moreover, he could also speak Chinese and wear Hanfu. Brother Gan was startled. Could it be that they were from the Ming Dynasty? So Brother Gan inquired: "Old sir, is your country called Ming Dynasty?"
"Yes, how do you know?!" After hearing Brother Gan's words, the white-haired old man was surprised this time.
Looking at the old man's expression, Brother Gan knew that he must have guessed correctly, so he smiled and continued: "Your king at the time was Emperor Chongzhen. You are all Han people and were invaded by the Manchus. Later they established a country called The Qing Dynasty..."
Listening to Brother Gan's words, the old man became more and more surprised. It was incredible that this young man knew so clearly about his ancestors and history, so he quickly asked: "Young man, who are you? How do you know these things?" of?"
Brother Gan smiled and said: "Old sir, let me tell you this, we are from the same ancestor. I come from the land that your ancestors left before. Now it has a name called China! The more than three hundred people you left behind A lot of things happened this year, which can be described as earth-shaking!"
"Are you telling the truth, young man? Has our country been recovered?" the old man excitedly took Brother Gan's hand and asked.
"Old sir, the Qing Dynasty was saved from destruction a hundred years ago! Now our country is called China! No matter whether we are Manchu or Han, we are all Chinese!" Brother Gan answered, holding the old man's hand.
Brother Gan told these survivors of the Ming Dynasty about the important things that had happened over the past three hundred years and the wonderful world outside. However, no matter how he described it, they could not understand the changes because they were already blocked there. It has been more than three hundred years. It can be said that they have lived almost as isolated from the world as "I don't know the Han Dynasty, regardless of the Wei and Jin Dynasties" for more than three hundred years...