"A-Liang, A-Liang! You fell asleep again. Did Master Guangzhou Zhuang Zhou sleep every day for so many years in Jixia?"

A familiar voice echoed in my ears, but my eyes were still a little heavy and I couldn't wake up so quickly.

"Eh? Aren't you awake yet? Hey...hey! Then don't blame me..."

My nose suddenly felt itchy, and then a familiar smell penetrated my nostrils. Immediately afterwards, my throat began to gurgling, and my nose and tears began to collect.

I quickly opened my eyes and took a closer look. Sure enough, the girl in front of me was poking the bridge of my nose with lavender.

"Don't mess with the comb, it's so itchy... sneeze!!"

This little girl is so naughty, knowing that I want to sneeze whenever I touch lavender. Now she actually stuck it to my nose, almost not plugging it into my nostrils.

"Ah! A Liang is awake!"

She put her index finger against her red lips, as if she was surprised, and snickered:

"Hehe! I was still thinking if I put lavender in your nose, would you wake up?"

"That's murder..."

Hearing this, I completely woke up.

"Don't worry! I won't stick lavender into A Liang's nostrils."

The girl smiled happily. She didn't like makeup and makeup, and her cheeks seemed to be smeared with blush. She seemed to get a lot of pleasure from catching my weakness.

"Then why don't you... sneeze, sneeze!! Quickly! Move the lavender away from my face!"

Seeing the lavender stick still dangling in front of my eyes, I quickly shouted in panic.

If lavender was really inserted into my nostrils, I would probably not only have to sneeze for a whole day, but also have to flush my face with water constantly.

I remember that the little comb actually inserted lavender into my nostrils. That day, I went to the school with snot and tears, and the little comb was holding a washbasin beside me, and I also had snot and tears.

She tearfully handed me a wet towel (she was scolded by me, but she definitely had the opposite attitude in her heart!). It made me, who had always been low-key, become famous in Jixia.

"Okay! Okay! I've taken it."

The girl tried to hide the smile on her face and turned her head to whisper something. Although she tried to lower her voice as much as possible, I could still clearly hear what she whispered:

"Really, lavender is so beautiful! How can A-Liang be afraid? Hehe! Sure enough, I should make a lavender sachet for A-Liang."

"Spare me..."

I sighed and stretched my lazy body forward.

"A Liang, are you still reading this book?"

Little Comb curiously looked at the thing that was just pressed under me.

It was a book, a very thick book. From the yellowed pages, it can be inferred that the book has a long history. I don’t know what the cover of the book is made of, but only from the fine texture and workmanship on it.

Look, the producer obviously put a lot of thought into it, but there is no book title written on it.

"Yeah, I've been watching."

I turned over the pages of the book and felt an incredible feeling just by touching them.

"There are no words in this book! What's there to read?"

The little comb came close to me and bent down to read the book in the sunshine.

She came too close, a few strands of long hair floated to my face, and I smelled a moist fragrance from her hair.

"Have you washed your hair?"

I asked curiously.

"Huh? No...ah! Ah Liang, can you tell me what's going on with this book?"

The strange thing is that Little Comb is actually a little panicked and wants to change the subject. But I don't intend to pursue it to the end, after all, I can't guess what this girl is thinking.

"Well...according to what the old man who gave it to me said, this book is a rubbing of the 'Book of Heaven'."

Although this matter was supposed to be kept secret, if the target was this girl, there was no harm in telling her.

"The Heavenly Book?! Is it the legendary Heavenly Book? Isn't that something carved on stone?"

After hearing what I said, Little Comb was so surprised that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear. She shook my shoulders and continued:

"A Liang, you won't be deceived...how can this be a heavenly book?"

"Uh! Stop shaking, I'm dizzy..."

It wasn't until I grabbed her hand that I stopped this rough behavior.

"So this is a rubbing of the Heavenly Book! Of course it is not the stone carving of the Heavenly Book that was destroyed at its origin hundreds of years ago."

"Rubbing...?"

But she immediately pulled her hand out, and it seemed that the blush on both sides of the comb's cheeks became thicker.

Sure enough, you will catch a cold if you don't dry your hair after washing it.

I thought to myself.

"Yes, rubbings. It is estimated that someone used some method to copy the contents of the Book of Heaven."

"A-Liang...you won't be deceived, will you? Even if anyone can copy the Heavenly Book, it has been hundreds of years since the Heavenly Book was destroyed, and it seems that this rubbing was made only a few decades at the earliest."

Little Comb also stayed with me at Jixia Academy for several years, and has a certain understanding of the collection of books. After all, as time goes by, even if they are carefully maintained and protected from insects and moisture, the paper in the books will gradually decay. A collection of books that are hundreds of years old.

, if it is not preserved in a special way, the pages will probably be broken at a touch.

"Well, I didn't say that rubbings cannot be copied. And I have never seen the materials used to make this book. It would be normal if it could indeed be preserved for hundreds of years... eh?"

I suddenly realized that I seemed to have forgotten something, but I didn't think of it for a long time. I just subconsciously searched on the desktop, but found nothing.

"Oh...here it is for you."

The little comb held something close to my face in both hands. Just when I thought it was another prank, everything in front of me suddenly became clear, and there was a familiar weight on the bridge of my nose.

"Why did A Liang realize it now? Your glasses are missing?"

Little Comb looked disappointed, sitting on the edge of the table and sighing helplessly.

"Eh? Sorry..."

I lowered my head in shame, but then I thought about it.

"That's not right! You obviously hid this, right? You want to make fun of people again."

"hey-hey….."

After I finished playing around with this little girl, I had to start doing business. At this time, Little Comb stopped playing with me. She put aside the medicine box that she had prepared for me and put it aside.

The prepared meals are placed in a wooden lunch box with exquisite textures.

"Do you still want to bring me some medicinal soup?" I saw her placing the small metal box next to the lunch box, and realized that the little comb was brewing medicine for me without telling me.

"Of course, Ah Liang must take the medicine well." Little Comb was stunned for a moment, but immediately returned to his usual smiling look.

"I don't need to take medicine... Little Comb, I'm not sick."

Yes, I'm not sick. But Little Comb has been preparing medicine soup for me recently. At first, I just thought she was preparing it for a certain patient, but when I distributed the medicine according to the schedule for the day, I discovered that this medicine soup

It was extra. I squatted on the roadside for a long time, until the sun was about to set, and then I saw the beautiful handwriting of the little comb under the medicine box - "For A Liang", and finally understood that this gift was originally for me.

"It's been so many days since I came back from Jixia, and I'm already fine. I know my body well. Little Comb, you don't need to waste medicinal materials to prepare medicine for me."

"A Liang..." Little Comb hesitated, but in the end he didn't say anything.

What was left unsaid was something that neither she nor I wanted to mention. This was something we were both willing to let go, and no one planned to dig it out again. So we all kept our mouths shut in a tacit agreement.

.But the little comb still put the small box containing the medicinal soup into my luggage today. I sighed, and she remained silent. I had to carry the luggage and medicine box, and then I saw her smile.

"I'm leaving."

I walked outside the house, turned around and said to Little Comb who was standing at the door looking at me.

"Be careful on the road, Aliang."

Little Comb waved her hand and shouted to the people who were gradually leaving. Seeing that Zhang Liang's back had disappeared into the long mountain road, she also returned to the house.

"A Liang has a lot of appointments today, he should be back very late, right?" Little Comb thought to himself that Zhang Liang had a heavy task today, which was also related to the frequent occurrence of strange diseases in nearby villages, which seemed to have spread further.

"Can he solve it? If you don't follow him, I'm still worried... But as long as you finish your share today and tomorrow, you'll be fine, right?"

"A-Liang, are you taking your medicine well?" Little Comb put the open books in the study back into the distance, and then her eyes stayed on the "Book of Heaven".

"A book without words and an inexplicable...teacher? Ah Liang...has he been deceived again?"

She closed the "Heavenly Book" and put it back on the bookshelf like other books. But she put the "Heavenly Book" into the "miscellaneous" pile.

"Is the way to change all this really...reliable?"

The girl murmured and opened a book on the inner floor. She just read it for a while, and after confirming that Zhang Liang had no possibility of returning home, she closed the book and packed her bags. She locked the door outside and headed in the other direction of the mountain.

Go...

As one of the few traveling doctors in this remote mountain village, I started my routine medical rounds again today.

A thin old man with a white beard was holding a cane in front of me, chattering in a strange language. I could only understand the local dialect roughly. Every time at this time, I always think, "What if the little comb
To be continued...