After the high school entrance examination, it is July.
According to the tourist season, from May to November, it is a hot and hot peak season. Especially the student group, once the summer vacation is over, they wander around like locusts.
From Shengtian to the southeast, the first large area is the mountains and rivers of Baicheng. With Fenghuang Mountain as the center, it combines the rafting in the Red River Valley, the water caves in Qingxi Town, the hot springs in Xiaotanggou, and the peach blossoms in Hekou Town. All the scenic spots are included, forming a busy and colorful tourist route.
The second large area starts from Hekou Town and extends to Dongyun City by the sea, but that is a different scene.
It is said that the tourism industry has been open for decades, and it has long become a fixed system. As soon as July comes, countless farmhouses and related industries are getting more and more restless, ready to make a big move.
July 2nd, sunny.
In the rest area halfway up the mountain, there are already tourists coming and going, and the atmosphere is noisy. All the vendors yelled with all their strength, and some even connected speakers and played country heavy metal, just to attract more customers.
"Cucumbers, freshly picked dry cucumbers, one yuan a piece!"
"It's all home-grown, absolutely green food, and there are juicy tomatoes, come and buy them!"
In front of a stall, Fang Qing was shouting, with a few earthen baskets under her feet, half of the vegetables inside had been removed, obviously the business was very good.
Uncle Fang was next door, setting up a stove to grill squid, and glanced over here from time to time.
After the little girl finished the exam, she would be idle before entering school, so she simply helped the family share some burden. The crisp voice was very attractive, the guests came one after another, the children had sweet mouths, and the contents of the basket were decreasing.
After being busy for a long time, Fang Qing was able to sit down, picked up a tomato that was a bit torn, and began to chew on Miamia's.
"Here, are you hungry?"
Uncle Fang handed over a bunch of squid, he was quite relieved, and said, "It's a good thing you came here, otherwise I would be really busy."
"Dad, you should take a break too, there will be fewer people this time." The little girl smiled.
"Hey, good."
Uncle Fang also sat down and wiped his sweat with a towel.
Fang Qing took a mouthful of tomatoes and a mouthful of squid, eating vigorously, and asked, "Hey Dad, business is so good now, why doesn't brother come to set up a stall?"
"It is said that it is selling incense. It seems that there are quite a few people who buy it. Maybe there will be no more stalls in the future."
Uncle Fang looked at his daughter and couldn't help sighing: "Your brother, who looks silent, actually has a very good idea. Since the old man is gone, he has carried it step by step. Let's say that a capable person , can't be bad at any time, you see it's only been more than two years, and people are getting up again. So Qingqing, you still have to study well, and only by studying can you be successful... "
"Okay, okay, are you tired of talking eight times a day?"
The little girl is quite serious in the front, but the back is painful. My dad is good at everything, but he is suffocating the love of the Fa to educate people, study, study! Please, of course she knows that studying is good, but her own conditions are limited!
With the help of Gu Yu this time, he had passed the high school entrance examination, but there was still high school and university entrance exams, so the competition was even fiercer. She looked at it happily, but actually thought a lot.
"..."
For a while, the father and daughter were silent and ate silently with their food.
…
This rest area extends in all directions, with forks in the upper, lower, left, and right sides. There is a path on the left, and after ten minutes of walking, you will reach a platform where you can see the opposite mountain peak. The upper part looks like a person, and the lower part looks like a toad.
This is called fairy fishing toad.
On the right, there is a spacious avenue leading to the only temple in Phoenix Mountain, Ziyang Temple.
After the peak of tourists passed, the street vendors became more relaxed, and the heavy metal also stopped. The Fang family's father and daughter were talking one after another, at this moment, they suddenly heard a loud noise, which was in the direction of Ziyang Temple.
"What are you shouting about?"
"what happened?"
"Is there a fight?"
The vendors stood up one after another, stretched their necks and looked over there. There was a guy who was the most troublesome. He went over to watch the excitement, and then ran back to report: "Damn! Someone was bitten by a snake!"
"Really, are there still snakes these days?"
"Oh, I have to go and see."
As soon as the words fell to the ground, five or six people jumped up, Uncle Fang couldn't hold back his curiosity, and said, "You just stay here, I'll go and have a look."
As they said that, they ran to the avenue on the right, and saw a man lying on the ground, with a woman crying beside him, surrounded by people eating melons, giving advice:
"Call the management office and let them come up quickly!"
"The management office is useless, call the police!"
"Calling the police is useless, call an ambulance!"
Uncle Fang squeezed up to take a look, good guy, that buddy's eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, and there was a scar on his right leg, which was already purple and black.
He couldn't help shouting: "Don't cry so much, this person is dying, hurry up and find the management office!"
"I'll call Lao Li, you all should disperse, don't surround yourself!"
"Old Fang, I'll go to the temple and ask!"
Why don't you say that the people in the city are delicate, but this stall is still supported by the mountain people, and they were immediately divided into two groups, one group helped to take care of it, and the other group ran into the view as soon as they let their legs go.
Soon he arrived at the mountain gate, and when he told the situation, the little Taoist was also startled, and hurried in to report.
It is said that most of the Taoist temples in the north belong to Quanzhen, and most of the Taoist temples in the south belong to Zhengyi, and Ziyang Temple is also a branch of Quanzhen. The branches from a hundred years ago can be divided into established sects and form their own sects, but since the Taoist Association belongs to the government, there have been no new sects or sects.
The contemporary master of Ziyang Temple is Chen Qiulin, who became a monk at the age of fifteen, crowned at the age of twenty, and is only in his thirties now. The so-called crown scarf is the ceremony for Quanzhen disciples to become official Taoist priests, and the Zhengyi school is called Chuandu.
This man has a shrewd mind and a good sense of business, and has doubled his income in just a few years.
At this moment, he was playing chess with Mo Laodao in the backyard, when he saw the little Taoist rushing over in a panic: "Master, a tourist was bitten by a snake, and he is outside!"
"What?"
Chen Qiulin got up with a whoosh, and his first reaction was, don't die, it will hurt his reputation, and he hurriedly asked, "What happened to that man?"
"Not very well, they asked if there were any herbs."
"Where do I have herbs, even if I have them..."
"Snapped!"
Mo Laodao was too lazy to listen, and threw the pawn: "Forget it, I'll go and have a look."
"Ah? Then thank you, Uncle!"
Chen Qiulin turned his worry into joy, he knew the other party's medical skills, and quickly saluted and thanked him.
After all, a few people went outside, and the buddy was still pia on the ground.
Mo Laodao checked the pulse, fed a pill first, and then took out the needle pack to help. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen silver needles had been inserted into the buddy's body and legs. Finally, he inserted a long three-edged needle into a certain position, and there was a popping sound, and black blood flowed out.
"Well… "
The woman was completely frightened, she covered her mouth and dared not speak. After tossing for a long time, the old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief: "This is very poisonous, but my life is saved."
"Thank you Daoist! Thank you Daoist!"
The woman wanted to kowtow on her knees, her voice changed a little, and immediately after, someone shouted: "Here we come! Let us go!"
Following the words, a small leader of the management office came to him, sweating profusely from anxiety. The woman regained her spirits immediately, and scolded like a crazy woman: "What the hell is the scenic spot, I have been to so many places and I have never heard of being bitten by a snake!"
"If something happened to my husband, can you afford it?"
"Calm down first."
"Why should I be calm? Is it reasonable for you to be negligent?"
"Okay! Can you still save people?"
The little leader roared, and said again: "Who will help to carry it to the cable car station?"
"Come on!"
Uncle Fang was warm-hearted, greeted a few men, and Ma Liu carried them over.
When they were in a mess, Mo Laodao didn't care about it. He was just a little curious and asked, "How many snakes and insects are there on this mountain?"
"A lot in the past, I cleared it during development, and I haven't seen a snake bite a person for many years." Chen Qiulin replied.
"oh… "
The old Taoist nodded, unwilling to see the noise of the crowd, and turned to the backyard.
About an hour later, the buddy was taken to the hospital. Since life is not in danger, only follow-up treatment is needed, of course, one thing has to be clarified.
"Have you seen the snake clearly?"
"As soon as we came out of the temple, we felt something on the side of the road. Before we could even look at it, my husband was bitten... It seemed like a green snake," the woman said.
"Green snake?"
The doctor scratched his head. This is too general to confirm the type. Moreover, there are mostly short-tailed Agkistrodon, rock-dwelling Agkistrodon, pheasant neck, and some sea snakes outside the pass, and snakes with all-green body colors are extremely rare.
They were dazed here, while the little leader was busy reporting to their superiors.
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