Mo Zhangkuang turned around and pushed open the stone door behind him. Looking back, seeing Song Ci looking at the stone door in front of him with a shocked face, he pretended to be mysterious and said: "The secret is behind the door."
After finishing speaking, Mo Zhangkuang led the way.
Song Ci hesitated for a while, but followed.
Walking into this passage again, it was brightly lit. The width of this passage can only accommodate two people, and Song Ci is one step behind Mo Zhangkuang, following his steps through the passage.
Mo Zhangkuang pushed open the stone door at the end of the road, and turned on the chandelier above his head. At the same time as the chandelier was lit, countless small lights lit up on the wall.
Song Ci adjusted to the light before opening her eyes. When she saw clearly how weird the environment she was in, her face was instantly filled with shock. "Teacher, what is this place?"
"Look, what does it look like here?" Mo Zhangkuang asked her calmly.
Song Ci said truthfully: "It's like a cage."
Mo Zhangkuang smiled softly, and he told Song Ci: "What you see is the place where my Mo family imprisoned Yaoren. Two hundred years ago, this place was full of Yaoren. Until now, Yao Humans are on the verge of extinction, and there is only the last medicine man left in this world."
What Song Ci heard was cloudy and foggy, she pretended to be confused and asked: "What is a medicine man?"
Mo Zhangkuang said: "They are born with a medicinal fragrance on their bodies. As they grow up, the medicinal fragrance on their bodies will hide. But when they are emotional, they will emit the medicinal fragrance again."
"We call this kind of people medicine people. The medicine people's body is very wonderful. Their blood can improve the efficacy of all medicines. Their flesh and blood can restore the health of patients who have been ill for a long time. Their hearts, It can even bring flesh and blood back to life!"
"They are all treasures!"
After Song Ci heard Mo Zhangkuang's words, his expression was astonished and shocked.
Mo Zhangkuang looked at Song Ci's reaction, her reaction was within his expectation, even calmer than what he expected to see.
Mo Zhangkuang knew that 'Song Fei' could accept this kind of thing.
Song Ci gradually calmed down. Looking up at the cage compartments, she suddenly asked a question, "Teacher, is this drug man a drug or a human?"
Hearing this question, Mo Zhangkuang was in a daze.
For a moment, Mo Zhangkuang thought that time traveled back to more than sixty years ago. That year, he was sixteen years old, his brother Mo Qingkuang was eighteen years old, and Mo Xiaokuang was nineteen years old.
That day, the head of the Mo family, that is, their father, brought the three of them to the back mountain. That was the first time Mo Zhangkuang saw the Yaoren.
At that time, after learning of the existence of the medicine man, Mo Zhangkuang felt very miraculous. When he arrived at this room, Mo Zhangkuang was very excited when he saw the medicine man.
And Mo Xiaokuang was also a little curious, he and Mo Xiaokuang looked around the medicine man, wanting to see how the medicine man was different from ordinary people.
As he was concentrating on sizing up, he heard his elder brother Mo frivolously ask softly: "Father, is this medicine man a human being or a medicine?"
When my father heard this question, he looked at Mo and smiled frivolously. Father said, "It's medicine."
Mo frivolously stared at the two medicine men, he stepped forward and touched the young medicine man's wrist, as if to check his pulse.
Mo Qianqian let go of the medicine man's hand, squatted in front of the medicine man, stared at the medicine man's beautiful face, and said, "They are just like us, they are humanoid, have a heartbeat, can think, and know fear and pain."
Mo frivolously turned back to stare at his father with cold eyes. "That's it, you still tell me that they are medicine?"
At that time, the father's face was a little uneasy, so he sullenly reprimanded Mo frivolously, "You are still young, and you don't know the importance of medicine people. When you grow up, you won't think so."
When Mo Qingkuang saw the Yaoren for the first time, he felt disgusted with the actions of the Mo clan. The conversation that day also laid the groundwork for Mo Qingkuang to let the Yaoren go in the future.
After more than sixty years, Mo Zhangkuang clenched his hands when he heard this similar question again.
"Teacher? Is this question difficult to answer?"
Mo Zhangkuang withdrew from his memories, and turned his head to look at Song Ci.
Looking at the clean and good-looking face of the young disciple, Mo Zhangkuang said, "They are human beings."
Can't deny people, medicine People are not medicine, they are people.
Hearing this answer, Song Ci was quite surprised. She thought that Mo Zhangkuang would deny the fact that the medicine man was human.
Song Ci's face became colder and smellier, "Teacher, since you are human, you are committing a crime by doing this."
Mo Zhangkuang was a little excited, and he said excitedly: "We are committing a crime, but we are also benefiting the society! Do you know how many people who are useful to this society have regained their health after taking the medicine produced by our Mo family? Is it?"
"But everyone's life is life, teacher, it's not fair to them to do this."
Mo Zhangkuang said: "This is great love, Song Fei, as the young master of the Mo family, you should and must understand it!"
Song Fei took a deep breath and said nothing more.
If you don't have good medical skills, you can only follow crooked ways. This is not called great love, it is called no love!
"So the medicinal material in Fengchun Pill is not the heart of any animal, but the heart of the medicinal person." Song Ci showed a disgusted expression, as if he was about to vomit.
Mo Zhangkuang patted her on the back and said, "Just get used to it."
Song Ci stopped talking again.
Knowing that this little apprentice of his is a cold face, Mo Zhangkuang doesn't care about her. "Let me show you, the last medicine man in the world!"
After finishing speaking, Mo Zhangkuang took Song Ci to the stairs, went up to the second floor, walked through the usual corridor, and stopped at the door of a small cubicle on the left.
Nangong Yingying was already very old, because Song Ci couldn't see Nangong Yingying's face clearly because she lowered her head. But Nangong Yingying's figure was very hunched, her feet were chained, and she was sitting on a stone platform, dozing off.
"Yingying." Mo Zhang called her wildly.
Song Ci was a little surprised when he heard Mo Zhangkuang address Nangong Yingying.
How is this going
Nangong Yingying was old and mentally weak, dozing off most of the day. Hearing the voice, Nangong Yingying slowly raised her head.
Because she had been imprisoned in this cage all her life, Nangong Yingying's skin was sickly pale, but her hair was black. Her face was covered with creases, and even her eyelids were drooping. When looking at people with two cloudy brown eyes, it always made people feel flustered.
As soon as she saw Mo Zhangkuang, the corner of Nangong Yingying's mouth subconsciously twitched into a mocking smile. But when she noticed a charming and arrogant young woman standing beside Nangong Yingying, her expression froze for a moment.
granddaughter
Nangong Yingying was taken aback.
How could this girl stand with Mo Zhangkuang
Nangong Yingying pretended not to know Song Ci, she sneered and asked Mo Zhangkuang: "Is this your granddaughter?" Nangong Yingying has always known that Mo Zhangkuang has a granddaughter named Mo Fengying. Yingcai is twelve years old.
So seeing a young woman appearing with Mo Zhangkuang, Nangong Yingying thought she was Mo Fengying.
Mo Zhangkuang shook his head and said, "This is my little disciple named Song Fei. Song Fei, come on, come up and take a closer look. This is Nangong Yingying, the medicine man. You can call her Granny Yao."
Song Ci moved closer, looking at Nangong Yingying through the fence. Like a curious child, she asked Mo Zhangkuang, "Can I go in and see her?"
Mo Zhangkuang did not refuse, but nodded in agreement.
The door of the compartment was not locked. After all, Nangong Yingying's legs were tied with iron chains, so she couldn't escape.
Song Ci walked into the small room and squatted down in front of Nangong Yingying.
Looking at Nangong Yingying's face at such a close distance, Song Ci realized that her father's eyes actually looked a lot like grandma's, they were all inside, and the eyes were also very beautiful hazel-colored pupils.
Nangong Yingying looked at Song Fei greedily, this may be the closest she has ever been to her relatives in her life, and she enjoyed every minute and every second of the moment.
The grandparents and grandsons can't hug each other when they meet, and they can't tell each other's feelings. They just stare at each other quietly. Soon, Nangong Yingying's eyes were filled with tears.
Song Ci wiped away Nangong Yingying's tears with her hands, and then stroked Nangong Yingying's cheek in front of Mo Zhangkuang.
Mo Zhangkuang thought that Song Ci was observing the difference between medicine people and normal people, and he liked to hear this.
Song Ci gently held Nangong Yingying's chin, behind Mo Zhangkuang's back, and shouted to Nangong Yingying with her lips: "Grandma."
Nangong Yingying saw Song Ci's lips clearly, her lips were suffocated, and she almost cried. But Nangong Yingying was very patient, and she quickly suppressed her tears.
(end of this chapter)