Woyun Village is located among the canyons surrounded by mountains. The peaks around the village are covered with mist and clouds, as if they are located among the clouds. This is the origin of the name "Woyun Village".
There is no road in the village, only a dirt road leading out of the mountain. It is said that the nearest town is more than 60 kilometers away, and it takes two days to walk to the town to catch a market. Traffic is blocked and the economy cannot develop. When Ning Tao came to the village, he had a feeling of going back in time, as if he had arrived in a village decades ago.
Jian Mi pulled Ning Tao to his home, and Ning Tao met his mother. She is not very old, but due to long years of hard work, white hair has appeared on her head. Her hands are very rough, with obvious calluses on her fingers and mouth.
When Jian Mi's mother heard that Ning Tao had rescued her son and the archaeological team, she insisted on keeping Ning Tao for lunch and asked Jian Mi to catch chickens. Ning Tao couldn't resist, so he had to agree. The members of the archaeological team also stayed at Jian Mi's home. Ma Tongtong and another woman helped Jian Mi's mother cook. Jian Mi's mother's surname is Jiang, and they all call her Aunt Jiang.
Ning Tao couldn't wait any longer and took Qing Zhui to wander around the village.
There is a small temple that looks very ancient at the end of the village. The two nanmu trees in front of the door need to be hugged. A stone tablet was erected next to the steps of the small temple. The stone tablet was covered with moss and traces of weathering, but the writing on it could still be vaguely discerned: Yandi Temple.
The god worshiped in this small temple is Emperor Yan, also known as Shennong.
Emperor Yan Shennong was the leader of the tribe named Jiang, and Jian Mi's mother was also named Jiang. Ning Tao couldn't help but have some inexplicable associations in his mind.
The door of the small temple is open, and at a glance you can see the statue of the god sitting on the shrine, holding a grass in one hand and a shovel of soil in the other. The statue was carved out of rock, and its face was so weathered that it was impossible to tell what it looked like.
Under the shrine is a stone tripod for burning incense, but no incense is burning.
No one could be seen in the small temple, it was quiet.
An idea suddenly came to Ning Tao's mind, and he said to Qing Zhui: "Qing Zhui, help me keep an eye on someone."
Qing Zhui said: "Do you want to relieve yourself? This is not good. This is a temple, but I can accompany you to the woods."
Ning Tao was too lazy to pay attention to her. He opened the small medicine box slung on his shoulder, took out the small porcelain bottle containing the incomplete Xunzu Pill, unplugged the cork, and poured the incomplete Xunzu Pill inside into the palm of his hand. Then, he handed the broken copy of Xun Zu Dan to his nostrils and took a deep sniff.
The allergic reaction to the drug in the residual version of Xun Zu Dan soon appeared. Ning Tao's eyes were burning. After a moment of blindness for a second or two, the scenery he saw suddenly changed.
The small temple in front of me still exists, and the stone statue of Emperor Yan still sits on the shrine, but its face is not blurry and is very clear. A child squatted under the steps and teased ants with grass. He was wearing crotchless pants, and the little bird was exposed to the air without any cover, making it dirty.
I don’t know whose child it is, or what era it is from, but what is certain is that the grass on his grave is probably overgrown, right
Ning Tao blinked and looked at the small temple again, and was suddenly stunned.
The woman appeared again, this time she stood at the door of the small temple and looked at him. Her face is thin and beautiful, her brows are like daisies, and she has a pair of pale green phoenix eyes. If it weren't for these demonic eyes, she would have been a beauty that was as beautiful as a fish or a wild goose. She might have left a big name in history, such as Xi Shi, Yang Yuhuan, Diao Chan and Wang Zhaojun. She may become a poet, such as Shangguan Wan'er, such as Li Qingzhao.
She just stood there without saying a word, but it gave the impression that she was full of stories. Every story was so mysterious, filled with vicissitudes of history and a heavy aura.
This was the first time Ning Tao saw her face in this sudden situation.
Last time, she was wearing a red cheongsam, and he thought she was a figure from the Republic of China period. But this time she was wearing a red Hanfu, with a wide collar and wide sleeves, and a gold hairpin on her head. She looked like a lady from the Han, Tang or Ming dynasties.
Their eyes met, time and space seemed blurred, the past was not the past, and the present was not the present.
"You...are you Zhu Hongyu?" Ning Tao broke the weird atmosphere.
The woman didn't speak, she was just an image that appeared for no apparent reason.
But with this opening, the scene in front of Ning Tao shook and melted like snowflakes under the scorching sun. His vision blurred for a second or two. After returning to normal, he could no longer see the woman. The face of Yandi Shennong in the small temple was no longer clear, and the years had blurred its face.
The allergic reaction to the drug in the residual version of Xunzudan disappeared.
"Brother Ning, who did you call just now?" Qing Zhui said curiously, "But I didn't see anyone else."
"Smell this Xun Zu Dan, I can see some strange illusions." Ning Tao said, he did not want to hide Qing Zhui.
Qing Zhui suddenly came to Ning Tao's side, lowered her head and sniffed the broken version of Xun Zu Dan in his hand, but there was no reaction. She even stuck out her tongue and licked it, but there was still no reaction.
Ning Tao said: "You have one yourself. If you had reacted, you would have seen the things I saw long ago." He put the broken version of the Ancestral Seeking Pill back into the small porcelain bottle, put it away and then Said: "Let's go in and take a look."
Qing Zhui followed Ning Tao into the small temple.
Behind the main hall of the small temple is a small courtyard, a stone wall, and a small shed built under the stone wall. There are some sundries piled inside, such as buckets and brooms, but nothing else.
Ning Tao felt a little disappointed. He left the small temple at the end of the village and returned to Jian Mi's home with Qing Zhui.
Aunt Jiang and Ma Tongtong were still busy in the kitchen. Ning Tao walked in and helped light the fire.
"Dr. Ning, please stop working and rest. You are a noble person in our family. How can I treat you to a meal and let you light the fire?" Aunt Jiang looked very sorry.
Ning Tao smiled and said: "It's okay. I'm idle. Aunt Jiang, don't say any polite words. I came to light the fire because I wanted to chat with you."
Aunt Jiang smiled, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Ning Tao said: "When was the Yandi Temple at the end of the village built?"
Aunt Jiang thought for a moment before saying: "I don't know the specific time, but I heard my grandfather said that the Yandi Temple was there when he was born. I think it must have been hundreds of years ago."
"Isn't there usually no one to manage it?" Ning Tao asked again.
Aunt Jiang stir-fried the potatoes and chicken in the big iron pot, "In a small rural temple, anyone who needs to pray to God or Buddha can go burn incense and worship, but no one manages it. In the past, the incense was quite strong, but now no one goes there. I worship Emperor Yan. Young people and people with connections have gone to the city to make money, leaving us old people with no time to spare." After a pause, she added. "By the way, Doctor Ning, why do you ask this?"
Ning Tao said: "I'm just asking casually."
Ma Tongtong, who was slicing chicken offal, said: "I've also visited that small temple. According to my experience, it has a history of at least four to five hundred years. Even if it is a small temple, it is nothing special."
Ning Tao said: "Miss Ma, can you give me your mobile phone number?"
Ma Tongtong said: "Okay, my mobile phone number is 138..."
Ning Tao edited Ma Tongtong's mobile phone number into a contact, and then dialed Ma Tongtong. When Ma Tongtong edited his number, he said: "If you borrow that book, you can call me. If I can't come, can you please take a photo of the book and send it to me?"
Ma Tongtong smiled at Ning Tao, "Of course, but you have to give me your WeChat ID."
Ning Tao also smiled, and then gave his WeChat ID.
At this time Jian Mi walked in, glanced at her mother, hesitated for a moment and said, "Dr. Ning, can I become your teacher and study medicine with you?" With that, he was about to kneel down.
Ning Tao hurriedly supported him and said, "What are you doing? Studying medicine is not a simple matter. I studied for twelve years before I was admitted to the Medical University, and then I studied at the university for another four years. I have barely mastered the ability to treat patients. Everything else is easy to say, but I can't accept you as my apprentice if you don't care about studying medicine."
Aunt Jiang sighed.
Jian Mi also looked sad, but he seemed to understand what Ning Tao said. Studying medicine requires a wealth of knowledge reserves, but he didn't have it.
Ning Tao said: "How about this? I'll show you the medicinal materials I picked, and you can help me pick them when you have nothing to do. You can also ask the villagers to help pick them, and I will buy them when the time comes. There is absolutely no price. Question, I guarantee you a wife.”
Jian Mi's face suddenly turned red.
Aunt Jiang said: "You're really stupid. Why don't you thank Dr. Ning quickly?"
Jian Mi came back to her senses and said shyly: "Thank you, Doctor Ning."
Ning Tao said: "Jian Mi, take me to your room and I will have a good talk with you."
"Okay, Doctor Ning, come with me." Jian Mi looked very happy.
Ning Tao brought the collected medicinal materials to Jian Mi's room, and then told him one by one about the characteristics of the medicinal materials, where they could be collected, etc.
Jian Mi listened very carefully, for fear of missing anything.
After Ning Tao finished telling the story, he put his right index finger between his teeth and bit it gently, then walked under the wall and drew a blood lock on an inconspicuous place.
Jian Mi looked at Ning Tao with curious eyes, "Doctor Ning, what are you...doing?"
Ning Tao said: "Don't worry about this. Just remember not to rub it."
Jian Mi nodded, "Okay, I won't wipe it."
Ning Tao said: "It's best to cover it up with a painting."
Jian Mi nodded again, "Okay, I'll cover it with a painting."
Ning Tao smiled and said: "You are really an honest child. When you are older, I will introduce you to a partner."
Jian Mi asked: "Dr. Ning, have you found a partner? What does it feel like to find a partner?"
Ning Tao suddenly felt embarrassed, "Well... let's go out and see if the meal is ready."
After lunch, Ning Tao said goodbye to the members of the archaeological team, Aunt Jiang and Jian Mi, and left along the road out of the village with Qing Zhui and the collected medicinal materials. Not long after leaving the village, Ning Tao and Qing Zhui went into the forest and drew a blood lock on a cliff where they would not be exposed to rain.
"It's already past the time for the clinic to move. I don't know where it will be moved." Standing in front of the blood lock, holding the key, Ning Tao became nervous.
Qing Zhui thought for a moment and said, "Don't you know if you go back and take a look?"
Ning Tao inserted the key into the blood lock.