Volume 1 Huangquan December Chapter 31: Drinking Water and Thinking of the Source
"Would you like to fill your belly again?" Mu Wan asked her, but she shook her head repeatedly.
"I'm afraid there is a problem with the water. Let's take her into the house to rest first."
After returning to the house, Aluan's pain only worsened and she was rolling all over the floor.
She tried not to scream, but sweat was already forming on her forehead. Shanhai rummaged through her medicine box, found emergency medicine, and drank it with water, but it was of no use. She was still tossing and turning in pain.
In the middle of the night, I didn't even have the strength to roll around, and all that was left was my feeble moaning, which was heartbreaking to hear.
"It's not that she's possessed by evil spirits. You take good care of her." Shan Hai tied up her hair again, "I'm going to Xuan Chong Town to get medicine now."
The sky in the east was bright, and he saw a thin white light blooming slowly in the distance. He walked in the wind against this light, walking briskly from the roof to the ground, and then to the sparse trees. The plants gradually became more lush, and began to
The chirping of insects and birds can be heard.
Taking advantage of the dim light of dawn, he quickly rushed to the next town. It would have taken him a whole day to walk here. When he arrived, everything was shrouded in a thin morning mist, which was different from the unique darkness of dawn.
In blue.
Stepping on the regular stone road, the familiar scent of strangers made him feel safe. Although the rooster had just crowed and every house was still quiet, he was already relieved enough.
Just have to go back quickly.
No one could ask about the location of the drug store, but the signs and flags on the street were neat and easy to recognize. He quickly found the drug store, and the door was still closed. He knocked on the door, but no one answered, and he became a little anxious.
.
On the quiet street, he heard rustling sounds inside the house. He expected that the person must be awake, but it would take a long time for the door to open. Shan Hai hesitated for a while and decided to go around to the back of the pharmacy to see if there was a door.
There is a narrow alley on the side. The sun has not yet risen, and the shadows are filling the place. Shanhai is walking along the wall, and a woman walks towards him, holding a money bag in her hand. She should have come out of the pharmacy, with some...
Bitter Chinese medicine flavor.
"Girl, please ask"
It was too dark and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly. The girl didn't respond to him and just passed him by in silence.
Something doesn't seem right.
He was startled for a moment, but quickly quickened his pace. When he walked around to the back, he happened to catch up with the pharmacy shopkeeper closing the back door.
The shopkeeper was a kind-hearted little old man with a gray moustache and a pair of narrow, bright, sharp eyes. He was a little surprised to see Shan Hai, so he invited him in.
"Atractylodes and angelica cost two cents, licorice cost one cent, cloves also cost two cents, and polygala root."
"Hey, no, no, no, no, no," the shopkeeper raised his hand to signal him to shut up, "Young man, it's all you want."
"I know it well, just help me catch it."
The medicine shopkeeper slowed down and said to Shan Hai in a friendly voice:
"Young man, if you can trust me, tell me the age and symptoms of the patient, and I can help you get some facts. I think you are a foreigner, so you don't want to ask me. I'm here."
"I accept the good intentions, but this matter is not that simple."
"I have lived for so many years and I have never seen any strange diseases. Don't worry, just tell me."
Seeing the confidence on his face, Shan Hai was a little anxious. He frowned, sighed, and briefly summarized the whole thing.
"Are you from that dead village?"
"yes."
"Girl, you have a stomachache?"
"That's right."
He rolled his eyes thoughtfully. Shan Hai thought that telling the truth would make the old man feel more at ease, but it seemed that he was not surprised, as if he expected that this matter had something to do with ghosts and gods.
"The medicines you mentioned are correct. But some of them treat the symptoms but not the root cause. That's it, you come with me."
The old man walked straight to the lobby, and Shanhai hurriedly followed. He did not go to the medicine cabinet, but to another vermilion wooden door next to the cabinet. Although this was not deliberately hidden, it was considered concealed. The shopkeeper took out a
Take the key and open the door.
A strange smell came to me.
Lin Shanhai couldn't tell what it was. It looked like Chinese medicine, but not like it. It had a light astringency and a fishy salty taste, like the sea breeze carrying moisture. Moreover, the room was obviously colder than outside, and the windows inside were also cold.
No, it's a dark storage room.
Many things were collected, but Shanhai still saw a lot of things placed outside. There were a few clear stones, as shiny as jewelry, but not so regular. Some fine tooth codes of some kind of animal were in a box.
There are several jars inside, with some dark gray-green powder and many strange things inside.
It's not really weird, but it's just not something that people can associate with any kind of medicine.
However, Shanhai reminds me of monsters and the corpses of dead people.
People can be used as medicine, he remembered Aluan said.
"This is you" he said hesitantly.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not that capable. These are all purchased from outside, as well as from passing dealers. I also have a stable supply of goods. Sometimes this disease is not just a disease, but also has something to do with unclean things.
.But that girl of yours may have just caught a cold. She was already weak, so she drank cold water in the middle of the night and was agitated. But as the saying goes, just be afraid of the worst."
As he said this, the shopkeeper began to rummage around, muttering: Where did it come from?
Shan Hai looked around the room again and recognized a piece of brown wood shaped like ginger on the high shelf.
No, it wasn't wood. Although the shape was very incomplete, he knew at a glance that it was a dragon's horn.
"Shopkeeper, it's on the shelf over there."
"Oh, that corner?" He was still pulling the drawer. "I spent a lot of money on it when I was young. Seeing that you are also a Taoist priest, I am not afraid to tell you that sometimes when I encounter really bizarre illnesses, I mix it into the medicine.
Just sprinkle on the powder and most of it will be cured. Look at the remaining bit, it’s just enough for me to hold my own until I die, haha.”
Jiaojiao is indeed claimed to be a cure-all for all diseases. What actually works is that it repels the evil spirits in the patient's body.
"Here, here it is."
Shan Hai turned his head, and the shopkeeper put a small black pill in his hand. He got closer and smelled it, but it had no smell.
"Don't be afraid, there's nothing messy. It's just that this thing is cheaper than the one you saw, but it's enough to deal with this girl's disease. Come on, I'll go out and get you some medicine. If it can't be cured, you
Feel free to come to me."
"Thank you very much."
"You're welcome. However, I heard that my ancestors also lived in that dead village."
Shan Hai was a little surprised.
"Ah, do you know?"
"I really don't know" he waved his hand, "I was born and raised in Xuanchuang Town. I went out to study medicine with my master when I was young and came back after I completed my studies. I have never even met my parents, let alone asked about that time.
It’s about that.”
He quickly grabbed the medicine and handed it to Shan Hai. He paid the money and stood in front of the table without moving.
"Why, what else is there?"
"Old man, when I came here this morning, I met a girl."
"Ah, you mean Ah Qi. Miss Qi is a subordinate of Mr. Shi. Mr. Shi is also a regular customer. Most of the monsters and human corpses in my house are made by him."
"Master Shi?"
"He," the old man paused solemnly, "people in the world call him the Master of Hundred Bones."
"Have not heard."
Shan Hai was very honest. The old man's eyes suddenly widened.
"You haven't heard of me, you haven't heard of him, you shouldn't! Go and ask around, no one in a radius of thirty or three hundred miles knows the name of the Lord of the Hundred Corpses. He is a strange man who can command a hundred corpses.
No matter how long the corpse has been dead, as long as he touches it, he will immediately report the deeds of this person's life."
No wonder that woman couldn't even breathe.
"That girl, is her name Aqi?"
"Mr. Shi said this. Miss Qi seems to be a mute, and no one has ever heard her speak. But I have only met Mr. Shi once in my life, so it doesn't count as a meeting, just because of his voice, but not as a person. Someone in the town said
I've seen him, his voice is that of a man, but his back is that of a girl. I guess they confused him with Miss Qi. It's very difficult to meet him."
It seemed that the old man didn't know that Miss Qi was a "living" corpse.
The sky was completely bright and the streets and alleys became lively. Shan Hai did not dare to stay longer and hurried back with medicine.
The master of the Hundred Bones, Mr. Shi, is named Shi Wuqi. This is not necessarily his real name, but he runs a shop called "Weeping Corpse House" at the entrance of the town. The shop has no door and is only surrounded by thick walls. There are good things going on.
When people look at it from a high place, they can only see the enclosed open space. Naughty children throw things in it, and they will bounce back quickly. Some children have been injured by bricks in this way, and they don't dare to mess around anymore.
If you want to see him, you have to go to the mass graves in the far southwest, find an empty coffin and lie down for a night. Only when your body is infected with enough yin energy can you pass through the barrier set by the Lord of Bones to see him. Although people
Everyone knew this method, but no one had ever dared to try it. So the true identity of the Hundred Skeleton Master became a legend, and people could only get a little glimpse of it from the female corpse.
Shanhai recalled the old man's words and returned to the Dead Village.
Seeing him entering the door, Mu Wan stepped forward and took the medicine, but his expression was very panicked.
"I brought medicine back! Is Aluan feeling better? You take these medicines"
"What's wrong? Is it possible?"
"Aluan is fine. She rested for a while and drank hot water. She is much better. But let me ask you."
Shan Hai's heart relaxed a little, but seeing Mu Wan's expression still serious, he couldn't help but become nervous again.
"Let me ask you, where did the judge's pen go?"
"Isn't it in Aluan's medicine box? If not, did I use it last night and put it on the table?"
"I looked for it, but it wasn't there."
"Ah, I remembered." Shanhai took out his sleeves, "I stuffed them in after I used them."
The words stopped abruptly, and he was stunned for a moment, then accelerated his groping on his body.
