Among the middle-aged people, A San is the young man who was carried by others and injured.

Qi Xiang looked at the young man's legs, emitting a strong smell of blood. Others used clothes to help him bandage the wounds simply, but it could not stop the bleeding effectively, and some blood still oozed out.

A lot of blood was shed, the young man's face was pale and his condition was not very good.

“Hurry quickly…”

At the greeting of the middle-aged man, the others carefully placed the young man next to the stream, then untied the simply bandaged clothes, and then scooped water to clean the hideous wounds.

Qi Xiang glanced at him and knew that the wound was the result of the thorns of the big pig. It was not only an external trauma, but also a fracture, which looked very serious.

"Asan, bear it." The middle-aged man comforted him while cleaning his wounds: "Hold on it, and in a while, you can go home."

The young man closed his eyes, not knowing whether he had heard it. His face was pale and blue, and his body was trembling.

Qi Xiang saw it and felt a little compassion.

"Forget it, just take it as a merit." Qi Xiang thought about it, then walked up, came to the duffel bag, and then took out a bottle of medical alcohol and bandages.

Well, these things were what he passed by a town hospital last night. Thinking that his injuries had not yet healed, he took the initiative to help...

"Uncle, use this."

Qi Xiang presented alcohol and bandages.

"ah……"

At first glance, the middle-aged man was naturally overjoyed and thankful: "Thank you guy."

He didn't have time to pay attention to why Qi Xiang carried these things with him. Anyway, after having alcohol, it would definitely be miraculous to sterilize the wound to avoid infection.

Moreover, under the stimulation of alcohol, the young man's whole body was churning with blood, and his face gradually became a little rosy.

However, although the trauma was barely suppressed, the fracture was difficult.

Looking at the young man's twisted legs, the middle-aged man sighed, only daring to bandage the wound outside with a bandage, and did not dare to touch the broken area.

"Don't you help him to correct the bones?" Qi Xiang suddenly spoke: "Alcohol has some effect, and his thighs have lost some consciousness, which is a good time to correct the bones."

"If the medicine passes after a while, it will be difficult to deal with."

Qi Xiang's words also have a subtext. The bone correction cannot be dragged. The longer the delay, the greater the harm. After all, over time, it may cause bone or muscle tissue necrosis. Even if the surgery is finally performed, it may not be cured, and there may be sequelae.

Everyone understands this principle a little.

But a group of people, you look at me, I look at you, but they are helpless.

After all, there is no special doctor among them. I can’t help it.

Qi Xiang looked around and hesitated: "If you believe me, I can try it..."

In fact, when he said this, Qi Xiang was ready to be rejected. After all, such a serious injury was impossible to let a stranger who had just met try it out.

This is also a fact. When the middle-aged man heard the sound, he frowned immediately, and then smiled and said, "Brother. Thank you for your kindness, but..."

The middle-aged man wanted to refuse politely, but suddenly heard someone beside him shouting in surprise: "Village Chief. He is Taoist Master Xuan Qing."

"What?" The middle-aged man was stunned and turned around and saw a young man walking towards him with a page of letter paper.

The young man handed over the letter and expressed his joy: "See, Village Chief, Taoist Master Xuan Qing."

"Um?"

The middle-aged man took the letter and looked at it, and then showed a bright smile. He quickly turned around and looked respectfully: "It turned out to be Master Xuanqing, why didn't you say it earlier..."

"Uh?" Qi Xiang was stunned, thinking about it all over and over again, and knew that these people had misunderstood. He suddenly moved in his heart. Could it be that the real Taoist Master Xuan Qing had not arrived at the Taoist temple?

Before he could think too much, he heard the middle-aged man continue to say, "Master Xuanqing, are you proficient in medical skills? Then there is no problem. Please take action quickly and help A San improve his bones..."

The others nodded, not knowing what their logic was, as if the Taoist priest must know how to cure diseases and save people.

At the begging of everyone, Qi Xiang stopped saying anything, but squatted beside the young man and looked carefully at the fractured area of ​​his right leg.

It's very serious, and it must be dealt with in a timely manner.

Of course, this is not a big problem for Qi Xiang. After all, he can even straighten his own fractures little by little, let alone others...

After a moment of looking, Qi Xiang washed his hands with alcohol, disinfected them, and then looked up and said, "Then I started. The process may be a little painful, so bear with it."

"Okay..." The young man nodded, and before his voice was over, he immediately turned into a howling scream.

At this moment, Qi Xiang held his hands and pulled and twisted them. Everyone heard a harsh crackling sound, and the young man's curved bones also became straighter again.

Although it was only a momentary process, the huge pain made the young man's forehead sweat like slurry, his whole body was wet, and his hands even pinched the person who was supporting him next to him and screamed.

"alright……"

Qi Xiang said calmly: "Go and peel some bamboo sheets to fix them, bandage them with a layer of bandage, and go to the hospital for examination and medication after going back. It should be nothing serious."

"Huh!"

When the pain reached the extreme, it was numb and no longer hurt. The young man was in this state now. After wiping his tears and sweat, he was surprised to find that his thigh, which had just lost consciousness, seemed to be able to move, even if it was just a slight movement, it made him ecstatic.

"Don't move around..." Qi Xiang immediately warned: "If the bones are displaced again, it will be very troublesome."

The young man was so scared that he dared not move, but looked at Qi Xiang with his eyes, his voice a little hoarse: "Thank you, Master..."

"It's still a Taoist priest who is good, and it will solve the problem with one move."

"Yes, there is a Taoist priest in charge. In the future, people from all over the village will not have to run so far."

"Okay, don't make a noise. Listen to the Taoist priest, go and chop some bamboo pieces and wooden boards back."

The middle-aged man showed the majesty of the village chief. After a few people from the tribe ran errands, he turned around and smiled: "Master Xuanqing, welcome you to the village of 10 miles. We all over the village, and we have been looking forward to you for a long time."

"Actually..." Qi Xiang wanted to explain that he was not Taoist Xuan Qing, but when he said that, he changed: "A little accident happened. It was delayed for a while, and I was late."

"Understand, we understand." The middle-aged man nodded quickly and sighed: "The mountain road is not easy to walk on, especially in our village. The location is a little off and it is easy to get lost..."

"Before you come here, you should hang up the phone so that we can pick you up."

The middle-aged man is very sincere, obviously like everyone else. He is looking forward to Qi Xiang's arrival. To be precise, he is looking forward to the arrival of Taoist Master Xuanqing.

"Is it religious belief or medical skills?"

Qi Xiang guessed in his mind that a few errands had already taken the bamboo and wood chips. He then helped the young man fix his leg injury and tied a circle of bandages, which was a perfect result.

"If possible, go to the hospital and have a regular examination."

Qi Xiang reminded: "Inject a few bottles of liquid to prevent infection."

"Okay, please trouble Master." The young man burst into tears. He was so worried just now that he was afraid of amputation or something. He was discouraged and completely lost.

Qi Xiang waved her hand and said with a high moral character: "It's just a simple task, so you're welcome."

"I want. I want..."

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Master, let's go back to the village first. The young and old in the village must be very happy to know that you are here, and I will welcome you."

"oh."

Qi Xiang nodded and, under the guidance of the middle-aged man, headed towards the more remote mountains.

After walking for more than half an hour, Qi Xiang saw plowing fields standing among the mountains. Some of these plowing fields were opened up on cliffs and distributed in fragments.

Seeing these fields, a strong respect arose in Qi Xiang's heart.

The mountains are full of vegetation and full of vitality.

However, not all soil is suitable for crop growth. Thousands of years ago, in order to find a way out for future generations, their ancestors were not afraid of hardships, dangers, and were brave enough to explore.

In the end, they succeeded, and opened up pieces of farmland on the cliffs and between the gaps in the valleys and valleys.

Most of these fields are grown in corn, as well as some fruits and vegetables.

Qi Xiang passed by the winding and rugged mountain path, and she felt a little sigh in her heart. But soon after, this sigh turned into a greater surprise.

After walking through a hillside, I suddenly realized that a flat valley appeared.

On the sunny side of the valley, there are houses arranged in a row.

The mountain village has arrived.

Not long after, everyone arrived at the entrance of the village. Qi Xiang looked up and saw a stone tablet erected at the entrance of the village with words on it. The black mysterious monument and the red lacquer characters were very conspicuous.

"Ten miles and eight villages?"

At first glance, Qi Xiang was stunned, and then she understood it a little, laughing and crying: "No, the name of this village is called Shiliba?"

His eyes moved downward and saw the text under the inscription, which contained some simple introductions.

Sure enough, this place is Shili Township, with more than a dozen large villages in the village. Each village is exactly ten miles apart, so it was natural to name it back then. From ten miles a village to ten miles a village, it was orderly and clear at a glance.

At this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed: "Master Taoist, look, that's the Chunyang Palace."

"Chuyang Palace?"

Qi Xiang was a little puzzled, and then looked up and saw a tower-shaped building on the top of the valley, which was quite eye-catching. On the top of the tower, it was a gourd shape, which was of a unique interest.

"Tao Temple..."

Qi Xiang suddenly realized that the place was the territory he was about to settle in.

"Puyang..."

Qi Xiang thought to himself: "The worship of the temple should be Lu Zu."

Lu Zu, Lu Dongbin, the Taoist name is Chunyangzi, and is also one of the most widely circulated gods among the people.

There are Lu Gong Temple and Lu Zu Temple in various places, which are very common.

Moreover, there is a famous legend among the locals of Yueyang.

Lu Zu passed Yueyang three times, but no one knew about it, so he simply wrote the famous poem "Walking in Yueyue E and Cangwu in his sleeves, the green snake in his sleeves is very bold. People who drunk Yueyang three times, they sang brightly and flew across Dongting Lake". (To be continued...)
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