Zhou Wuchang chose a mask of a god and put it on his face, and put on a white robe. His two disciples also put on masks of gods, wore white robes, and had peach wood swords hanging from their waists.
After that, they burn incense, pray, worship the gods, chant spells, and start dancing the sacrificial dance.
More than thirty students in the Medical Department also jumped up, and the scene was spectacular.
After worshipping the gods, Zhou Wuchang picked up the big gourd in one hand and said to everyone, "The gods ordered me to fetch the holy water from the Yaochi Lake in the Heavenly Palace to save the victims. If anyone in your family is sick, come and get it quickly. No one will be served after you are late."
When everyone heard this, they hurriedly looked for something to hold water.
Soon, many people came running with jars and ceramic bowls to fetch water.
Zhou Wuchang held up the gourd just like he did yesterday, and his two disciples held the gourd on the left and right, and then water began to come out of the gourd.
People lined up in a long queue, and one by one they received the clear clean water, and some drank it on the spot.
Those who hadn't gotten their turn yet asked, "How is it? Is it holy water?"
"Yes, yes, my stomach felt warm after drinking it. No, I'll get some more to bring to the mother of the child." The man said and ran to the back to queue.
After a while, dozens of people received water, but the gourd seemed to be the treasure bottle of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and clear water kept flowing out.
At this moment, even the medical assistants and doctors in the medical department came out. Some people came forward and wanted to get some water to taste, but Zhou Wuchang glared back: "Get in line!"
Yan Sen, the medical officer of the Medical Department, also ran out upon hearing the news. He stared at the big gourd in the hands of Zhou Wuchang and his apprentice for a long time, feeling suspicious.
Two quarters of an hour later, Zhou Wuchang put down the big gourd and sat aside to rest.
Yan Sen then came over, touched the gourd, and shook it.
The big gourd seemed light and empty.
He couldn't help but pull open the mouth of the gourd and look inside with one eye.
"Sir, what are you doing?" Zhou Hao walked up to him expressionlessly.
Yan Sen retracted his raised toes, coughed lightly, and pushed the stopper into the gourd mouth.
He walked up to Zhou Wuchang with his hands behind his back and asked, "Master, where did you get this gourd?"
Zhou Wuchang didn't want to pay attention to him, but thinking of the divine envoy status that his disciple had arranged for him, he said calmly, "The holy water gourd given by the gods."
"Bestowed by the gods?" Yan Sen sneered in his heart, but smiled and said, "So, Master is a messenger of gods?"
Zhou Wuchang looked at him coldly, "Why? Do you have any objections?"
Yan Sen was actually a dog of Grand Tutor Xiao. Whenever he had any problems, he would write to Grand Tutor Xiao to inform him. If he was not afraid of trouble, Yan Sen would have died several times ago.
Yan Sen laughed dryly: "I am also curious, when did the master get this magical item."
Zhou Wuchang ignored him and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
At this time, someone came to ask for water. Zhou Wuchang said to his youngest and oldest disciples, "You two go and give them some water."
Zhou Hao obeyed his master's orders unconditionally, picked up the big gourd, and Ying Bao also hurried to assist.
Then Yan Sen saw that the gourd, which was originally empty, actually released water.
This lasted for half an hour.
Yan Sen found it magical and came closer again. As a result, Zhou Hao carried the gourd in front of his master and stood beside him, just blocking anyone who wanted to touch the gourd.
Yan Sen returned to the medical office angrily and paced back and forth in the study.
Finally, he sat down at the desk, took out some paper and wrote a letter.
Grand Tutor Xiao asked him to keep an eye on Zhou Wuchang's movements and write to the capital if he found anything strange.
He wrote one, then felt it was too early to write, so he crumpled the letter and threw it into the drawer.
Let's wait and see what tricks Zhou Wuchang comes up with.
Outside the clinic, Zhou Wuchang saw that all the patients nearby had received water, so he told his two disciples to pack up the incense table and go back.
The next day, a lot of people suddenly appeared outside the hospital, asking for water, but Master Zhou Wuchang and his disciples did not show up.
Yan Sen ran to the Yin-Yang Department and took a look. There was no one in the room. It turned out that they had gone to the Taoist temple early in the morning.
There was no other way, Yan Sen had to send someone to tell the people outside that Master Zhou was not in the medical office today, but had gone to the Taoist temple.
When everyone heard this, they ran away, carrying pots and pans towards the Taoist temple.
Yingbao followed her master to the Taoist temple, where she saw Master Zhou instructing the temple master to prepare an incense table, saying that he wanted to perform a ritual to invite the gods to appear.
This time, the temple master asked someone to bring yellow silk, and formed a circle at the entrance of the Taoist temple, inviting Zhou Wuchang and his disciples to go in and perform a ritual.
Zhou Wuchang asked his eldest disciple to guard outside while he watched his youngest disciple suddenly produce five large gourds, each filled with water.
He looked at them one by one with an expressionless face, and then signaled his young disciple to let them in.
Many people had already come to the outside of the dojo surrounded by yellow silk. After Yingbao removed half of the yellow silk, everyone saw five huge gourds behind Master Zhou.
"Oh my God! There really is a miracle!"
"Master Zhou is the true messenger of God!"
"Yes, yes! The holy water that Master Zhou brought saved many of our lives."
Many of the disaster victims who had originally taken refuge in the Taoist temple have recovered. They all knelt down before Zhou Wuchang, paid homage to him, and called him Zhou Divine Envoy and Zhou Heavenly Master.
Zhou Wuchang accepted it calmly and asked the Taoist priest in the Taoist temple to help divide the water.
As for his two disciples, they stood behind him as fairy boys.
Yingbao glanced at the people kneeling on the ground with a calm expression.
Afterwards, the county magistrate also came and saw the five big gourds. He felt they were magical and he asked someone to send a cart of medicinal herbs.
With these medicinal herbs, and the pupil spring provided by Yingbao, the number of patients gradually decreased.
However, the reputation of Zhou Shenshi became more and more famous.
As the disciple of God's messenger, Yingbao is recognized wherever she goes and people greet her warmly.
After ten days or so, the epidemic in the county was eliminated, but many people still died in this disaster.
Although rumors about Jiang Yingbao being a monster still appeared from time to time, they were quickly suppressed by the public.
His younger brother Jiang Jie and a group of new students were summoned by the county magistrate, who specifically asked Jiang Jie about the mushrooms and cotton in Dongchen Village.
Jiang Jie answered truthfully: "Every family in our village grows mushrooms and cotton, as well as pepper and various fruit trees. If you are free, you can come to my house and see the countryside."
The county magistrate smiled and nodded in agreement.
After attending the banquet, Jiang Jie and Mr. Wu followed his sister, his disciples and Wei Zhan back to their hometown.
Dad Jiang Sanlang, Jiang Quan, Jiang Dacheng and his wife, and Yuanbao had gone back a few days ago.
As for the shop, because of the recent epidemic, I'm going to close it for a few days.
Yingbao returned to the village and looked around.
The old village at the foot of the mountain was completely destroyed by the sudden flood, and even the blue brick and tile house of the patriarch collapsed.
Although the flood has receded now, there is still a lot of silt and turbid mud on the ground.
The fertile fields along the banks of the Xiaochuan River have been filled with yellow mud and sand, and the fertile soil has been washed away by water. It is estimated that the fertile fields will become inferior fields.
However, there was no sign of damage in the village. The villagers of Dongcun and Xicun villages all lived on the south slope, and their houses and property had not suffered any damage.
But the rest of the villages were in a terrible situation. The entire township, including the market town, was hit by the flood. Many houses were destroyed, and household items, cattle, sheep, and dogs were washed away.
Doctor Zhang's family was not spared either. Fortunately, Jiang Dalang saw that the situation was not good, so he rode to the town early and asked the family to take refuge at Jiang's house in Nanpo.
Now, not only Zhang Yimou's family but also other relatives live in Jiang Dalang's house.