The night passed without any further movement.
The people of Zhushan County were still in shock. At dawn, they were busy preparing incense candles and ingots, kowtow to the gods and monsters they trusted, and prayed for safety. Every household smells of incense and candles, and the big temples and small temples at the end of the street are full of people, and the smoke is lingering.
"Ah!"
Qin Chukuai sneezed heavily, rubbed his nose and complained, "These gods eat incense every day, and they are not afraid of choking."
The yamen behind him hurriedly winked and asked Qin Chukuai to whisper.
Although the folk customs of Zhushan County are simple, don't say these eye-catching words in front of the temple gate.
"My big family, the old lady believes in Buddhism, grabbing a bracelet and knocking on wooden fish; my daughter-in-law offers incense to the old mother Lishan all day long, saying that it can turn me into good luck... Is there any distance from Lishan in Zhushan County? One hundred and eight thousand miles?" Qin Chukuai did not restrain himself at all, and said angrily, "As for my father, every time he passes by the Baiyan Mountain Temple, he has to kowtow to the incense stick, and I am not an hunter. Woodcutter, what does the mountain god bless me?"
"These gods, Buddhas and immortals, maybe they know each other!" The yamen next to him smiled and said casually, "Just like your big family, looking up and not looking down, eating around a table and playing Pai Gow, who is with whom! "
Qin Chukuai was busy all day yesterday, and not long after he fell asleep, he encountered ground motions in the middle of the night, and he couldn't sleep for a long time.
"It's alright, alright, these felt cloths that Master Li explained have to be delivered to the village. Let's go and return early."
Qin Chukuai covered his nose, stepped on the snow and said as he prepared to leave the city.
It just so happened that when he turned around, he saw the ink carp.
"Doctor Mo?" Qin Chukuai asked in surprise, "Where are you calling from?"
It was still early, and the pharmacy in the past was still open. Although Mo Li didn't carry anything in his hand, there were traces of snow on the shoe's upper. One, never changed.
"There was an urgent matter last night, so I left the city." Mo Li said casually.
He is a doctor, and it is common for him to visit a doctor in the middle of the night, and others will not get to the bottom of it.
Qin Chukuai asked Mo Li for a recipe for clearing away heat and relieved fire, and left with a smile.
After walking a short distance, Mo Li heard the yamen ask Qin Chukuai in a low voice, "Dr. Mo is not visiting the doctor, right? He didn't even take the medicine box, and there is some dirt on the back of his clothes..."
"Okay, how about you solve the case? People don't want to talk about it. What are you asking for? Hurry up and leave. After finishing the errands, you can still catch up with the meal in the yamen." Qin Chukuai said angrily.
Doctor Mo silently picked up the hem of his clothes. Sure enough, there were stains he got in the cave last night. The teacher was right. He specialized in art, so he had no talent for lying.
Mo Li had a confused night. He thought about dragon veins for a while, and monsters for a while.
He didn't know why Taijing Jinlong asked him to go to Xianyang.
He has lived in Zhushan County for nearly 20 years. He is very familiar with everything here. Now that he suddenly knows his true identity, Mo Li can't return to his senses, and he can't even accept it.
Because this means that if he wants to find the same kind, he must leave Zhushan County and Qimao Mountain.
Doctor Mo couldn't help but think of the words that the yamen said just now that the gods, Buddhas, and immortals in the world are one family, and sighed secretly if it were true. He also doesn't want big people who call the wind and the rain. According to the county annals, those mountain gods, a nest of fluffy foxes, and weasels who like to tease people, anyway, as long as they don't like to eat people, they live together lively, making tea and drinking every day. Playing chess and planting ginseng, outing in spring, rafting in summer, listening to the wind in autumn, and watching snow in winter are endless fun all year round.
- But no, nothing.
Mo Li walked back to the pharmacy with heavy steps, and saw Madam Ge holding a dry willow branch, flapping around the courtyard wall, taking one step to read a sentence, and five steps and then sprinkle a handful of black things.
"...Yeah, Doctor Mo is back." Madam Ge was still holding a dustpan in her hand, which contained the ashes from the bottom of the pot. When she turned around, the ashes were just blown up by the wind, smearing Tang Xiaotang's face.
The freshly baked black doll wiped his face blankly.
"puff."
Mo Li couldn't help laughing, Tang Xiaotang pursed his lips, and tears rolled in his eyes immediately.
"When did you run behind me, Tangyazi?" Aunt Ge hurriedly put down her things, dragged Tang Xiaotang and walked into the house, "Don't rub your eyes, don't touch it, Auntie will find water for you to wash."
Mo Li followed and entered the door. Old Mr. Qin was punching slowly in the yard. When he saw Tang Xiaotang being carried in like a black monkey, he smiled and said, "Shizhi, you brought this monkey from the mountains. ?"
When Qin Lu saw that his disciple came back safely, his nervous heart suddenly recovered.
"Teacher." Mo Li put away his messy thoughts and saluted respectfully.
It was Tang Xiaotang, who was run down and couldn't hold back any longer, and burst into tears.
Madam Ge was in a hurry, Mo Li reluctantly picked up his younger brother, and said to Qin Lu while coaxing: "Xiaotang is the age to save face, if you say that he is short, he will be angry for a long time, why should the teacher tease him? ."
Mr. Qin knew that he was wrong, so he touched his beard and stopped talking.
Aunt Ge kept saying that it was all her fault. She poured hot water first, then took a clean cloth, and then took Tang Xiaotang into her arms to wipe her face.
Tang Xiaotang's face was crying white and black, and it looked even more funny.
Fortunately, Mrs. Ge took him to the room to change clothes, so Mo Li didn't have to endure it any longer.
"What's this for?" Mo Cari asked, looking at the half dustpan on the ground.
"It's a way to exorcise evil spirits."
Uncle Ge, the accountant of the pharmacy, smiled embarrassedly, "The willow branches are soaked in water, and there is also the old ashes at the bottom of the pot. Walking around in circles can drive away the bad luck in the house. This is the way to ask the kitchen god for blessing. Now It's freezing cold, I can't find fresh willow branches, and I can't even splash water, so I can only get more ashes from the bottom of the pot."
Mo Li looked at Qin Lu silently, and Mr. Qin shook his head with a smile.
-Even if you are a well-educated person, you don't know the recipes for praying to God and worshipping Buddha in every household in Zhushan County.
Everyone has their own set of rhetoric, each believes in their own, and also divides the jurisdiction and responsibilities for the various gods. It sounds very lively, but in fact nothing exists, Mo Li sighed.
On the table in the main room was a plate of vegetable buns, which were clasped with a bowl, for fear of running out of heat.
Mo Li went to the kitchen to fill up a bowl of gruel, and when he returned to the main room, he found that only Mr. Qin was eating slowly.
"Have you eaten Xiaotang?" Mo Li glanced at the food on the table. According to Qin Lu's habit, he counted how much he ate at each meal.
Qin Lu nodded.
After eating without saying a word, Mr. Qin put down his chopsticks and asked inquiringly, "What did you see in the mountains? Did you encounter any danger when the earthquake happened?"
Mo Li didn't know how to answer, he thought about it in his heart, swallowed the last mouthful of porridge, rinsed his mouth again, and then said in a low voice, "The student is safe and sound, it's just about the dragon veins, I don't understand at all, I want to go again. The yamen asks Master Li for advice."
"Sorry, you have something on your mind."
Qin Lu could see at a glance that Mo Li wasn't telling the truth. Usually, he wouldn't ask questions, but now there are frequent visions and his student is sick, so Mr. Qin has to ask.
"Shizhi, a student like you is smart, studious, and talented, with good character. It stands to reason that there is almost nothing to worry about, but the teacher has been worrying about you all the time."
"teacher?"
"I suggested that you become a doctor in Zhushan County. You agreed, and you did a good job. People here respect you, even Xue Lingjun. Two years ago, I suddenly wanted to accept Xiaotang as a disciple. Xiao, I don't have the energy or time to teach him, so I put him in the pharmacy, and you take good care of him. But do you know why I arranged it like this? "
Qin Lu is a very polite person. Every time he uses "I" to talk to Mo Li, Mo Li knows that this is a serious conversation. Since he became an adult, although he has the name of mentor and apprentice with his teacher, he is still a teacher. Qin Lu would talk to him as he would his peers, no longer see him as a child with no idea and ignorance, and only give advice in everything, and would not force him to do what he had to do, so Mo Li felt from the bottom of his heart. Respect Qin Lu.
Some things may be born.
But some things were taught by Qin Lu's words and deeds, and he made him understand.
"Teacher is very kind to me, and he looks at the world more clearly than me. You must have a reason for making these arrangements." Mo Li really didn't know Qin Lu's intentions, but he also had his own guesses. , It is necessary to constantly heal and save people in order to be diligent. People are born, old, sick, and dying, and diseases are inevitable. Doctors can see the various states of the world, and tempering the state of mind is also good for internal cultivation. As for Xiaotang, the teacher does not want to see him abandoned. talent."
Qin Lu listened to the movement by the door and confirmed that Tang Xiaotang was not nearby. Then he shook his head and said, "What you said is correct, but not everything. Although Xiaotang's talent is good, it is much worse than you, and I am old. When he's older, I don't know how many years I can teach him."
Mo Li took Qin Lu's pulse a few days ago, and said in disbelief, "Teacher is in good health, and he still has ten or eight years to live. It's fine to write an epitaph for Xue Lingjun."
Qin Lu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If Xue Zhixian heard these words, Xue Zhixian would lose sleep again.
"Shizhi, I'm doing this to hope you can live a peaceful life. When you were young, you were dull and didn't like to play with other children. When you grow up, you are still a dull gourd. If you don't go to practice medicine and see a doctor, I'm afraid You don't even know how to talk to strangers."
Mr. Qin sighed, "Now, you have a home in Zhushan County, you have your own life, and I have left behind a little candy... It is difficult for doctors to heal themselves, you are brothers and sisters, so it's good to take care of each other. Ah, you're always so lonely, it seems that you can't fit in with all the things you have, you have a lot of words to hide in your heart, and a lot of worries, what are you thinking about?"
"… "
Qin Lu was particularly distressed by the dazed expression on his student's face.
In the early years, he thought that Mo Li's loneliness was because he had no father or mother, and he didn't know how to live, so he took great pains to arrange his current life for Mo Li. The loneliness and loneliness on the carp never disappeared.
Mo Li was sitting at the table, he didn't know how to explain it.
He likes Qimao Mountain, Zhushan County, and the people and things here.
Sugar is good, and so is the teacher. Everyone in the county government is very good, including Xue Lingjun and Li Shiye.
But - no one can accompany him forever, Mo Li will use the art of transformation to make himself old every year, but there is always an end, he can't never "die".
The teacher will go, and the sugar will also go.
Because they are human and he is a demon.
He wants to find the same kind.
The author has something to say:
Mo Li not only wants to find monsters, but also wants to live with them in Qimao Mountain
But the same kind is not enough for dragon veins, everyone has their own territory
This is why the ink carp is attached to the monster and continues to be attached to the monster