Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

The vine does not have a rhizome.

In other words, the vines in the city have no rhizomes.

Li Changan explored the city and discovered a staggering fact.

In Xiaoshui City, the Wisteria sylvestris all over every corner are actually the same plant.

He walked all over Xiaoshui along the direction of the wisteria vines, searching from noon to late night.

unconsciously.

Already on the unnamed mountainside outside the city.

The sound of the wind is stern and the rain is violent, and ghosts and shadows grow in the strange wood Posuo.

And looking back.

Xiaoshui City is located in the night rain, and only dim lights and a faint outline can be seen.

If you draw the route that Li Changan is exploring in the outline, you will find that Tengluo is to Xiaoshui, for example, blood vessels are to the body.

The blood vessels will eventually lead to the heart, and the vines will ultimately originate from... Li Changan turned around and looked at a familiar mountain gate lying in the deep forest with three words written on the door plaque.

Water Moon View.

...

Although Shuiyueguan is in the deep forest, it is not deserted.

Because of the demon being imprisoned on the mountain, the county government sent many officers and archers to guard it.

These guys are just as lazy as they are in Japan, and seeing heavy rain today, they are even more reluctant to be on duty. One by one, they shrank in the corridors and under the eaves, took out the wine, meat, and gambling equipment they had brought quietly, and they all got together to hide from the rain and have fun.

Suddenly, he ran into Li Chang'an, and he jumped like a dog.

In addition to trembling, there is curiosity.

The two Taoists, isn't one guarding the monsters on the mountain, and the other slashing the monsters at the bottom of the mountain? Why is the surname Li coming up tonight?

The Taoist priests can't care about their doubts. In his eyes, there are only vines that continue to extend into the depths of the Taoist temple.

finally.

He found a small courtyard, a remote, unattended small courtyard.

The Taoist looked at the courtyard, and the more he looked, the more surprised it became.

The layout and layout of this yard is the same as the Yujiadi store!

The same back-shaped corridor, the same exquisite courtyard, the same tall sophora wood, and the same vines surround.

only.

The yard in front of me is a bit old and dilapidated.

The locust tree in the middle of the courtyard is not as luxuriant as the one in Didian. It seems to be diseased. The leaves are all gone, and only the bare branches pierce the rain.

Especially different is of course the wisteria that surrounds the yard. The vines here have rhizomes and rooted in the soil, which is the source of the vines all over Xiaoshui.

and……

The Taoist took a closer look at the lantern.

There is a tomb hidden deep in the vines.

A simple, solitary earthen grave.

Whose tomb?

Li Changan's heart beat violently.

He has a faint hunch that all questions will be answered from this lone grave.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and brushed away the vines entangled on the tombstone.

The dusty inscription was revealed little by little.

"Lu Shan's unfilial disciple Yu..."

"Friend Li Dao."

Behind.

Suddenly calling, teach Li Changan's tail to blow up.

He looked back abruptly.

"Yu Zhenren?"

But after seeing the rain curtain, Yu Mei, the real Qingping, stood in front of the door with a lantern in his hand, and her old face was full of sorrows reflected by the faint fire.

With nostalgia in her eyes, she carefully looked at the plants and trees in the courtyard.

"This is the yard where an old deceased once lived. Since her death, it has not been opened for decades. I don't want to get involved again, but it is because of Li Daoyou."

Li Changan has unconsciously held onto the hilt of the sword.

"A real person is looking for a junior?"

Real person Qingping nodded, then sighed faintly, her figure seemed to buckle again.

The words that followed were so soft that they could hardly be heard in the rain; they were so heavy that they were only a few words, which made Li Changan's heart shaken.

…………

Two flowers bloom, one on each table.

Shuiyue Guanhoushan.

The demon's "prison" is in the depths.

Another dialogue is being staged quietly.

"Feng Daochang is proficient in pharmacology, so he should know what'Wei Qi' is?"

The cramped room was filled with the lingering smell of blood.

The ban is heavily sealed, and the doctor is still hooked on the stone wall. Unlike the previous few days, he has his eyes removed, ears cut off, fingers smashed, and patella dug out... it can be said that he has tasted the world. Torture, torture out of shape.

Not to mention ordinary people, even monsters, they should die.

But he can still speak calmly and freely.

opposite.

Feng Chong frowned and was quite puzzled.

It's not that the horror of the philosopher is alive and well. After all, he has this "respectful face", and it is Feng Chong who "experiments" little by little. He was confused by the doctor who had been silent for several days, why did he take the initiative to speak again today? And ask such an inexplicable question?

Defensive?

Of course Feng Chong knows, or everyone who studies medicine should know.

But what does this have to do with the demon epidemic in the city?

Anyway, I spent a lot of time on the doctor, so I didn't care about it for a while.

So Feng Chong answered patiently. (The following is purely nonsense from another world)

"The change of yang qi is born in the spleen and stomach, travels outside the veins, protects the muscle surface, and resists external evils."

"Do you know the ‘Swallowing Thief’?"

The doctor raised another question.

"The **** of soul also, in addition to all the evil spirits in the body, the poison of dissidents."

The doctor asked again: "Water worms, malaria, pinworms, do you know about the Taoist chief?"

"All are diseases of Gu worm infestation and parasitism." Feng Chong glanced at the doctor contemptuously, "Same as you."

After more than ten days of anatomy and testing, Feng Chong did not find anything at all. At least he could conclude that the body of the doctor should be some kind of parasite.

"Of course."

The doctor didn't see anger, or said that he had never had the emotion of "angry" on his face. He only "stared" at Feng Chong with his black eye sockets, and laughed silently.

"A mortal has a body guard outside, and a swallow thief inside to cure disease."

"If the qi is strong, the evil will not invade; if the swallowing thief is strong, all diseases will disappear."

"But in the areas of Lingnan and western Yunnan where Gu worms often occur, no matter how strong a person's body is, he can't resist the disease of water worms. What does Dao Chang Feng know?"

Water Gu is actually schistosome. As for Wei Qi (resistance) and swallowing thieves (immunity), why can't he cure schistosome? Where does Feng Chong know? Just keep silent.

The doctor didn't care, and continued:

"Because Gu worms bypass the skin and invade the human body through the pores or pores, Wei Qi cannot resist the Gu worms. When the Gu worms parasitize the human body, they are assimilated with flesh and blood. It is difficult for a thief to distinguish between humans and insects, so how can they get rid of them?"

"So, as long as the healer treats Gu worms, he can only apply heavy medicine."

"Dare to ask Dao Master, is heavy medicine poisonous?"

Feng Chong could answer this question.

"Three-drug."

He was not interested in listening to the doctor's continued nonsense, so he simply stated the cure methods for the insects.

"Whenever a doctor treats insects, he must first regulate the yin and yang, warm up the health, and then apply heavy medicine. The heavy medicine is used to remove the gu worms, and then the qi and swallow the thief to remove the poison."

Feng Chong has also used this method, but it can only treat patients who have monsters in their abdomen but have not yet become monsters. But the one that has been transformed into a demon is the medicine stone.

Feng Chong didn't want to talk about these useless things with the doctor, so he directly asked:

"What does this have to do with the demon plague?"

As soon as this remark came out, the scene was quiet for a while.

The doctor decided to "look" at Feng Chong, the corners of his mouth slowly split, and finally he burst into laughter.

"No, no, no, it's not relevant."

He laughed out of breath.

"It's just that these words have been hidden in the chest for a long time. If you don't vomit at this time, I'm afraid there will be no chance."

The laughter echoed in the narrow room, making Feng Chong's eyes gloomy a little bit.

finally.

"Niezha! Dare to entertain a certain family."

He was angry, took the knife, and was about to cut off the tongue of the servant.

Damn it.

Feng Chong was shocked.

These days, although he has broken his stomach, skinned cramps, cut his eyes and cut ears, and removed the kidneys from the many monsters on the mountain, he is all trying to develop an antidote or verify the true body of the monsters.

But just now, because of the clamor from the doctor, the idea of ​​"to vent your anger with torture" was born, which is a righteous way and is incompatible with the teachings of teachers.

He was inexplicably uneasy.

Is it due to long-term exhaustion and anxiety caused by repeated failures, or is it...

"Daoist!"

An anxious cry suddenly sounded in the stone cave.

Is it the guard's messenger?

But aren't these officials afraid of the monsters in the cave and have never dared to enter the cave?

Feng Chong's heart was uneasy, and his emotions suddenly loomed high.

He hurriedly greeted him and saw a government officer stumbled in.

"What happened?"

"Bo, the boss..."

Ya Ya raised his face, sweat, tears, and nasal mucus mixed together, and he couldn't tell whether it was panic, fear or sorrow.

"...Killed!"