"I know, I will tell them, thank you Mr. Chen." Zhou Jimin said and took out an envelope: "Mr. Chen, this is the information you want. It is some information I collected about the Wu clan. Although it is not much,
But you can also refer to it."
"Wiccan information?" Chen Yu's eyes lit up, he took the thing in his hand and opened it to read.
"The Wu Clan is also called the Gu Clan. In fact, this is a taboo topic in our local area." Zhou Jimin said: "The Wu Clan is said to be from the Jiuli lineage in ancient times and believed in the demon god Chi You, also known as the Witch Ancestor."
"It's just that after several great battles in ancient times, the demon god was defeated, and the Wu clan was locked in the bitter cold land of Jiuli. The clan members were cursed and would not be able to leave for the rest of their lives."
"But these things are all legends, and there are indeed people in the Wanzhou Mountains west of Ningcheng who are good at using Gu. It is not known whether they are the people Mr. Chen is looking for."
Chen Yu flipped through the information and already knew it in his mind. He stood up and nodded to Zhou Jimin: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou. I will verify these information when I get back."
"Mr. Chen, you're welcome. You saved the lives of several members of my family, so I should do these things for you." Zhou Jimin said quickly.
"One more question." Chen Yu frowned and said, "Where did you get this information from?"
"There was a shaman from a minority ethnic group. He was a Miao doctor. However, Miao medicine declined in modern times. There were times when he couldn't survive. I supported him, so when I looked up the information, he told these things.
I."
"Then where does he live? I'm going to visit him." A glint flashed in Chen Yu's eyes.
"He lives here. If Mr. Chen wants to go, I will send you there." Zhou Jimin said.
"Okay, please, Mr. Zhou." Chen Yu nodded. He wanted to meet this Miao doctor as soon as possible.
On the outskirts of Ningcheng, there is a wooden house with ethnic characteristics. It has two floors. There is a plaque hanging on the door with the words "Miao Family Physician" written on it.
An old man dressed in ethnic minority clothing was sitting in front of the wooden house. In front of him were herbs collected from the mountains. He was playing with, sorting and classifying the herbs.
This is the Miao doctor Zhou Jimin mentioned. I only know his surname is Fan, but I don’t know his specific name.
"Mr. Fan, my friend who is inquiring about the Wu clan is here to visit you." Zhou Jimin said with a smile while holding two bottles of Maotai.
The old man heard the sound, he just slowly raised his head and glanced at Zhou Jimin, then lowered his head and continued to play with the herbs in his hand, as if he didn't take Zhou Jimin seriously at all.
Zhou Jimin smiled. He knew that the old man had a weird temper and didn't care. He put the wine in his hand aside: "This is Mr. Chen Yuchen, a Chinese medicine doctor."
Hearing the word "TCM", the old man's expression seemed to change a little, but he raised his head and glanced at Chen Yu, then continued what he was doing, looking indifferent.
"Mr. Fan has such a temper, don't worry about it." Zhou Jimin smiled bitterly.
"It's okay, Mr. Zhou, you go and do your work, Mr. Fan and I will chat for a while." Chen Yu smiled and didn't care.
When he arrived, Zhou Jimin told Chen Yu that the old man had a weird temper, and Chen Yu was mentally prepared.
Moreover, it is normal for such elderly people who live by themselves all year round to be somewhat withdrawn.
"Hello, Mr. Fan." Chen Yu stepped forward, looked at the herbs on the ground, and said with a smile: "This is an antidote herb. There are many poisonous miasma in the seedling fields, and there are many venomous snakes and insects. If you are bitten by these things in the deep mountains, it will be fatal.
"
"Do you know Miao medicine?" The old man raised his head and looked at Chen Yu.
"Understand a little bit." Chen Yu smiled and said: "Miao doctors believe that poison, loss, injury, accumulation, bacteria and insects are the six factors that cause people to get sick."
"These six factors ultimately cause poisoning in order to make people sick, so Miao medicine also has a saying that 'without poison, you will not get sick'."
"What else do you know?" The old man became interested in Chen Yu. He straightened up and said.
"Miao medicine diagnoses diseases through traditional methods such as taking the pulse, listening to the sound, observing the color, asking about the condition, touching, touching, buckling, beating, scraping, pressing, moving, and measuring with the hands."
"Observe the color of human skin, mental changes, body temperature, pulse, respiration, heartbeat, blood pressure, and other abnormalities; observe body blood gas, pathogens and other pathogenic substances, as well as fingerprints, tongue appearance, eye color, nose orifices, throat, ears
Tao, morphological and structural changes in muscles, bones, skin and flesh, etc.”
"In fact, to a certain extent, Miao medicine and traditional Chinese medicine come from the same source. However, Miao medicine has always said that poison is used to fight poison, and its treatment methods are eccentric, so it is called a poison doctor or a witch doctor."
"Boy, you understand very clearly." Old Fan said: "Are you a Chinese medicine practitioner?"
"Yes, I am a Chinese medicine practitioner and I know a little bit about Miao medicine." Chen Yu nodded and smiled.
"Judging from your words, you know more than just a little bit about Miao medicine." Mr. Fan snorted and said, "Some of you Chinese medicine scholars look down on us Miao doctors, saying that we are heretics and think that traditional Chinese medicine is the right one.
The orthodoxy of traditional Chinese medicine.”
"This kind of person is a frog in the well. Although Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, Miao medicine originated from the ancient Yao and Shun periods and has a much longer history and culture."
Chen Yu smiled and said: "But whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Miao medicine, it is the essence of Chinese culture. As the inheritors of Chinese civilization, we must protect the country inherited by our ancestors, right?"
"That makes sense. What do you want from me, kid?" Mr. Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Yu.
"Mr. Fan, are you related to the Wu clan?" Chen Yu looked at a mark on the old man's wrist and suddenly understood something.
No wonder this old man understands the origin of the Wu Clan so clearly. It turns out that he himself is a member of the Wu Clan, and the Wu Clan, represented by Wu Ming, is said to live in the bitter cold land of the Wu Clan, but what is the so-called bitter cold land?
Where it is, Chen Yu has no idea.
Hunan is very mountainous. From Ningcheng to the west, there are tens of thousands of mountains. They are stacked on top of each other and stretch for thousands of kilometers. There are some deep mountains and old forests that no one has ever set foot on.
Chen Yu wanted to rescue Wu Ming directly and kill him with a knife, but the grandson plunged into the mountains and Chen Yu really couldn't find him.
"How did you know?" Mr. Fan suddenly raised his head and stared at Chen Yu with a look of vigilance on his face.
"Mr. Fan, don't get me wrong." Chen Yu said with a smile, "I just saw the mark on Mr. Fan's wrist."
Old Man Fan didn't say a word for a long time before saying: "You can go, I have nothing to say to you."
"Mr. Fan, I went to the Wu Clan for something indeed." Chen Yu did not expect that the old man would directly issue an eviction order. He said sincerely: "I just asked some questions about the Wu Clan, and I promise that I will never be involved.
