control the heavens

Chapter 151
Tang Han left Taiyuan and headed for Youzhou.

On this day, Tanghan Road passed a small village, and there were faint cries from the village. Not long after, I saw a group of people crying around a thin-skinned coffin on the dirt road in the country, with blood dripping on the ground. , I looked at it, it was dripping from the coffin in front of me.

"what?"

Tang Han was very curious, "This is the blood that just flowed out. The dead will never bleed blood. What's going on?"

After thinking for a while, he rode to a nearby villager.

Seeing Tang Han coming on horseback, the villager looked very imposing and looked like he was not an ordinary person. He felt uneasy and asked respectfully, "Young Master, what are your orders?"

Tang Han asked: "What's the matter with the coffin in front?"

The villagers said: "Young master, that is a woman in our village who died of dystocia last night. Today she is going to be buried in the ground."

Tang Han frowned slightly, and said, "But she's not dead yet!"

Suddenly, I felt something in my heart, and looking behind me, a Taoist was coming from afar.

This Taoist man's face was like a full moon, his beard and hair were all white, and his face was ruddy. He was holding a cane with a big yellow gourd tied to it, and he was carrying a medicine box on his back.When Tang Han looked at him, the old Taoist also looked up at Tang Han at the same time.

However, the old man did not greet Tang Han, and walked quickly to the crying crowd supporting the coffin, and shouted: "Wait, wait, fellow villagers, wait!"

Everyone looked back and saw a white-bearded Taoist. They saw that his beard and eyebrows were like silver, floating like a fairy, as if an old god from heaven descended to earth, they dared not neglect, and hurriedly put down the coffin to see what the old Taoist priest had to say.

The old man, whose face was covered with snot and tears, bowed and said, "The old god is the villain."

The Taoist asked, "What's your name?"

The strong man said: "The villain's name is Li Ergou!"

The old Taoist sighed: "Li Ergou, who is the person in the coffin, and why did he die?"

Li Ergou said: "The one in the coffin is the villain's mother-in-law, who died of dystocia yesterday." He burst into tears.

The old Taoist tapped the coffin lightly with the cane in his hand, and said to Li Ergou: "Why are you crying? You are not dead yet, so you almost buried him alive!"

Li Ergou cried: "Old Immortal, why do you play tricks on villains? You can't come back to life after death. I saw my mother-in-law die with my own eyes. How can she survive?"

The old Taoist said angrily: "The blood that flows from this coffin can only flow out from the living. If it is a dead person, the body is stiff and the blood is coagulated, how can there be blood to flow? Open the coffin quickly!"

Everyone looked at the old Taoist in a daze, half-believing.

After a person dies, it is a great taboo to open the coffin again. Everyone is staring at each other, and cannot make a decision for a while.

The old Taoist said anxiously: "If you hesitate to do something, don't hesitate to open it!"

Everyone was still hesitant, and finally held the dead horse as a live horse doctor.Opening the coffin, I saw a pregnant woman in a shroud inside.

Tang Han nodded slightly. These villagers are not stupid, and they can know how to adapt, otherwise they may really die twice.Tang Han didn't step forward either, just watching through the crowd, the old Taoist put two fingers on the wrist of the pregnant woman in the coffin, took out a few silver needles from the medicine box, and stabbed the pregnant woman with the clothes on it. After a few stitches, after a while, he told Li Ergou: "Take off your mother-in-law's trousers, the baby will be born soon."

Li Ergou was skeptical, just walked to the side of the fat coffin, when he heard a cry of pain from inside the coffin, it was his wife's voice.He was taken aback, swayed a few times, fell down, but suddenly got up, and ran to the coffin, his tone changed, "Damn it, you're not dead, woohoo!"

The woman in the coffin slowly opened her eyes, looked at Li Ergou, then closed her eyes at random, with beads of sweat pouring out of her face.

The Taoist next to her ordered: "Take off her trousers, I will give her a needle to deliver the baby!"

Li Ergou didn't dare to be negligent, trembling, he took off the clothes for the wife, the old Taoist took out the silver needle and stabbed the pregnant woman.

After a while, there was a cry of a baby, and Li Ergou brought out a fat boy from the coffin.

Holding the wet child in his arms, he kowtowed to the old Taoist, "Thank you for your kindness in saving the old god. If you dare to ask the old god what to call him, the villain will set up a memorial tablet for you and kneel down to pray for you sooner or later."

Tang Han greatly admired the old Taoist's acupuncture technique, seeing that when he delivered the needle, there was absolutely no assistance from internal energy, it was all purely medical methods.But the mystery of the acupuncture technique and the profound understanding of the acupoints make even Tang Han's current medical skills feel inferior. This is the first time that he is inferior to others in both medical skills and martial arts.

At this time, when Li Ergou asked the name of the Taoist, Tang Han squinted at him and said in his heart, "I want to see who you are." He walked up to the crowd and asked them, "Who dare to ask?" Is it the family of the deceased?”

Seeing Li Ergou asking about his family name, the old Taoist smiled and said, "Old Taoist Sun Simiao."

He chuckled and said, "As for the longevity tablet, there's no need to put it up."

"It's actually the old god Daoist Sun!"

Li Ergou was surprised and delighted, "Thank you, old god, for saving your life!"

It turned out to be the 'King of Medicine' Sun Simiao!

Tang Han didn't expect that he would meet Sun Simiao in this small mountain village, and he couldn't help but feel deeply moved. He actually saw Sun Simiao perform acupuncture and rescue a mother and child.

Seeing that Sun Simiao is like an ordinary old man, amiable and amiable, not like a great master at all, he admires him even more.After he stepped into the innate realm, he had a sense of isolation from ordinary people, as if he was a person of two levels.However, Sun Simiao's cultivation of this state of mind really made Tang Han extremely admired, at least in terms of cultivation of state of mind, Tang Han was not comparable.

It's no wonder that Ning Daoqi would say that Sun Simiao had already stepped into the realm of a great master, even Ning Daoqi was not sure that he could beat Sun Simiao.

At the scene, Li Ergou kowtowed to Sun Simiao, and the surrounding villagers also stepped forward to thank him.

Sun Simiao laughed and said: "Don't make a mess, mother and child are safe now, but they need to be raised for a while." He told Li Ergou, "Take your wife home quickly, and I will prescribe a medicine for you. You take the medicine according to the prescription, and after three days, nothing will happen."

Untied the medicine box on the back, opened the box, took out the pen and paper from the box, after grinding, opened a prescription on the spot, and said with a smile: "Hurry up and get the medicine, the mother has lost too much blood, and urgently needs something to replenish blood. Grab it early and cook it early. Good morning!"

A young man grabbed the prescription and said, "I'll get the medicine!" A gust of wind went away.

Li Ergou couldn't stop thanking Sun Simiao, because he was afraid of the wind, he put the child back into the coffin, and the coffin bearer turned around and walked towards the village.When I went, I was sad and wept, and when I came back, my face was full of joy.

Li Ergou kowtowed to Sun Simiao and said, "Old Immortal, please go to the villain's house for a glass of thin wine. I really don't know how to repay the grace of life."

"No need, the old man has to go to the mountains to collect herbs, so I'm leaving." Sun Simiao said with a smile, and then left the mountain village regardless of the villagers' persuasion.

Tang Han admired Sun Simiao in his heart. He rode forward, and when he left the mountain village, he shouted: "Fellow Taoist, please stay, fellow Taoist, please stay."

Sun Simiao smiled slightly and said, "I don't know what this young master has ordered."

Tang Han hurriedly returned the gift and said: "You are too humble. I have heard about your name for a long time. Today I saw you. Your cultivation is worthy of the name. I admire you."

"My lord, you are being polite. The old Taoist is just a Taoist priest, nothing more." Sun Simiao said indifferently. "On the contrary, the young master is young, but his cultivation is incredible. Back then, the old Taoist was at your age, and he had just learned martial arts."

"What we cultivators pursue is the Tao, and practicing martial arts is just a part of cultivating the Tao." Tang Handao, he also met some old Taoist priests back then. Superb, detached from everyone, even martial arts masters will unconsciously respect the old Taoist priests when they meet, and dare not show any disrespect.

Martial arts are nothing more than means.

Just like in the Tang and Han Dynasties, what is comprehended is the Dao of Yin-Yang, the real thing is the comprehension of the Dao of Yin-Yang, as for martial arts, it ranks second.

"Fellow Taoist's words are very kind." Sun Simiao showed a strange expression on his face, and even changed his address, saying: "The old Taoist has been exploring the way of medicine for 40 years, and he only feels that Taoism is endless and wonderful."

Tang Han was surprised. They all said that there are three thousand ways, and there are three thousand ways in the world. Tang Han has been exposed to swordsmanship, swordsmanship, etc., but this is the first time he has encountered someone who uses medicine as a way, which is really unheard of.

But I also thought that in ancient times, Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs, and there was a genius doctor Bian Que who could kill human flesh and bones. It is normal for some people to regard medicine as their way.

"Fellow Daoist is compassionate, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Tang Han said, "I am in charge of Youzhou, and a thousand wastes are waiting to be rejuvenated. Fellow Daoists, are you interested in going to Youzhou with me to open medicine, recruit disciples, and teach medical skills."

"Oh? Could it be that Fellow Daoist is the Chariot General?" Sun Simiao looked at Tang Han in surprise.

"It's exactly so, but it made fellow Taoists laugh." Tang Han said: "There is a saying in Confucianism that those who are virtuous can help the world, and those who are poor can only benefit themselves. Friends of Taoism have profound medical skills, comparable to Bian Que and Hua Tuo, but one person is sometimes poor after all. Therefore, fellow Taoists, why don’t you open a medical clinic to spread medical skills to more people, so that more people can learn medical skills, and the common people can be healed by doctors when they get sick.”

Sun Simiao couldn't help but show emotion, he traveled the world and understood the sufferings of the people best, even in the heyday of the Kaihuang, it was still difficult for the people to find a doctor to treat them when they got sick, and they ended up dying.Even though he has excellent medical skills and travels around the world, the people he saves are in vain.

I just thought that medical skills also depend on talent, not everyone can learn them, and the most important thing in the inheritance of medical skills is moral character. If the moral character is not good, the medical skills are superb, and they will only endanger the world.This medical skill is like a double-edged sword, it can save people or kill people.

Seeing Sun Simiao's refusal, Tang Han couldn't help feeling a little regretful, and found a place with Sun Simiao to discuss medical skills.

(End of this chapter)