John Tillerson has a classic saying: If God does not need to exist for himself, then most likely humans created him for profit.
The god-making movement is not exclusive to the Chinese, but if we were to find the nation that is best at making gods in the world, our nation, the Chinese nation, would definitely be the one to do it. Comparatively speaking, Indians have too many gods, which are frivolous and cheap. Western gods are aloof and not down to earth. Only our gods evolved from humans, and all of them have their own origins.
In order to create a god, Li Muye specially invited two returnee friends from Shanghai who had studied abroad in this field. One claims to be an Indian and goes by the pseudonym Xichang Dalati, and the other claims to be a Mongolian named Zhalimengan. Before the plan started, the two brothers met with Ye Hong again. The process of meeting can be described very aptly in two words: I regretted meeting you so late, I resigned myself to the defeat, and I fell into submission. The two sides hit it off immediately and the plan began to be implemented.
The first step was for Chunyu Bingbing to take action and use a head-lowering peak on Gong Baibao's unlucky son. Apply the dried powder of goose brain to a silver needle and insert it into the head of the person when he is not prepared and then pull it out. The person will suffer from epileptic convulsions. Once the attack occurs, he will be in unbearable pain. Although it was not fatal, it looked heartbroken. The rescue method is also simple. Mix the goose's feces into the tobacco, and let the victim smell it to relieve it.
When Chunyu Bingbing cooperated with Ye Hong and traveled around the world again, he often used this trick to deal with those who were rich and unkind and officials were dishonest. The technique has already reached its peak. That day in front of the school, she made up as a bloated old lady. As she walked past, she deliberately bumped into Gong Baibao's spoiled son, and took the opportunity to slap the boy's head.
At some point in the market, news began to circulate that the descendants of the miracle doctor Ye Tianshi had arrived. When treating people, those who are destined to do so will receive nothing, while those who are not destined to receive medical treatment will receive nothing. The important thing is that all the people who are destined to be cured are finally cured. It is said that an Indian who was suffering from cancer came from India because of his reputation. He was rejuvenated by Mr. Ye's magic. After he recovered, he decided on the spot to kneel down and become a disciple and never return to India. When Mr. Ye refused to accept it, this master who was proficient in yoga knelt in front of the door and refused to leave. It has been fifteen days now.
Another saying is that Master Ye is not only proficient in medical skills, but also good at exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts. Folks in the north believe that many strange diseases are caused by dirty things. If you go to the hospital to see a bad disease, you have to go to Mr. Chuma who has a fairy on him to cure the disease at your fingertips. This Mr. Ye has such a skill. For example, the son of a certain family urinated near the grave, which caused trouble. Suddenly, his stomach suddenly swelled up. He went to the hospital to check and couldn't find the cause, so he sent it to Mr. Ye and burned it. A talisman is enough on the spot.
In addition to treating people, Mr. Ye is also good at predicting good and bad luck, and is especially proficient in health preservation. His ID card shows that he is in his nineties, but his face does not look like that of a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. The face is red and the demeanor is chic. Everyone who has seen it says it is absolutely true.
Mr. Ye returned from overseas and traveled to other places for seventy years. Now he comes back here to return to his roots. Some elderly people from the same hometown came to chat with him. They talked about the events of the ten years before liberation, and they all said something meaningful, as if they had experienced it personally. What's more, he also recognized an elder who was over eighty years old as his wife's nephew.
Although Li Muye was the one who made the plan, when it came time to execute it, he could only hide behind the scenes and watch Lao Ye and the others perform in front of the stage.
Xiaofen always felt that the arrangement of this scene was a bit too much, and the deception tactics were obviously old-fashioned and low-level.
Li Muye told her that this is the most classic fairy dance. The reason why it is classic is because it is effective, and the reason why it is effective is because it targets the deepest instincts of human nature. Don’t think that you have read a lot of books. Don’t be fooled. When a person is healthy and full of hope, it is completely impossible to understand the mood of those who are full of despair when they lose their health and die.
If greed can blind wisdom, despair can change faith.
One word spreads to ten, ten spreads to hundreds, three people become tigers, false stories spread to false stories, this is how miraculous doctors and miraculous men are created. When the base of believers reaches a certain number, no matter how absurd things are, they will be accepted as natural beliefs.
Master Ye is not only good at deceiving people, but he also has some real skills. Before he was thirteen years old, he traveled around the world with a Taoist master and learned some Taoist medical internal and surgical methods. In addition, with the Miao medicine inherited from Chunyu Bingbing's identity as the witch Daipa, he had several methods for treating some difficult and complicated diseases. Sanshou.
The most important thing is that except for the trap aimed at Gong Baibao, none of the other things he did were for profit. This is amazing. Whenever charlatans come out to deceive people, no matter what means they use, they will always stick to their original purpose, all for money. But Master Ye doesn't care whether he is treating people or averting disasters, as long as he is destined to be a person, he will definitely not take any money from him. If they encounter financial difficulties, they will even give away some medicine money.
Do liars do this
For people with limited financial conditions and unable to survive due to illness, they are like living gods and thousands of families are living Buddhas.
Of course, this predestined person has certain things to pay attention to. For example, if someone treats a patient, he must have a disease that can be cured in order to be a predestined person. As for other issues, they are also very targeted.
In order to gain a reputation, it is inevitable to engage in charlatanism and trickery. Most of the people targeted are those who are rich, dishonest, and have evil intentions. First, he used a small plan to create some mysterious phenomena, and then aimed at his guilty conscience to avoid disaster. Master Ye did not take any of the money he lost, but donated it all to patients who could not afford medical treatment. This is called acting on behalf of heaven, and thieves also have their way.
The road to the rivers and lakes is long, the human heart is like the sea, God is always there, and the road is not far away.
After hearing Li Muye's explanation, Xiaofen was completely relieved. Isn't this the romantic and interesting side of Jianghu? The chicness and morality of the rangers are all here.
Gong Baibao has been in a lot of bad luck lately. He is in his early fifties, and the family fortune he has worked hard for for half his life has been reduced to a single seedling. He is just a son. He is twelve years old this year, and he is about to grow up, but suddenly something happens. If you get a strange disease, it's okay if you don't get it, but if you do, it will kill you. The pain was heart-wrenching, and he was so anxious that he wished he could take his son's place. It's a pity that there is no substitute for this kind of thing.
The children's hospital in the city was already an authority on related matters in the country. No problem could be found, so they went to the more professional brain hospital in the capital, but they still couldn't figure out what was going on. I thought about going to Shanghai again, but when I asked about it, I found that the medical level there may not be better than here.
After going around in a circle, he finally returned to the starting point. He learned from his old lady that there was a Mr. Ye on the local street. He was a master of Qihuang, an expert in medicine and divination, astrology, medicine and medicine, and he had the ability to bring the dead back to life. He was very powerful. So he immediately took his son to seek medical treatment. This was the first time Ye Hong had contacted him in person. He had been contacted by Chunyu Bingbing through a brokerage company once before. After getting an outrageous quotation, he never contacted him again.
Li Muye bought an old house by the Haihe River in the south of the city and spent a lot of money to decorate and renovate it in a very short time. Mingtang Blessed Land has a two-story courtyard at the front and back, with rockeries and trees in the front and a lotus pond in the back. There are infrared alarm devices and surveillance camera security systems hidden around the property. The interior decoration is antique, and there are several pieces of antique furniture in the entrance hall, either red sandalwood or huanghuali. A knowledgeable person can tell the worth at a glance.
Gong Baibao was considered a somewhat experienced master. As soon as he led his son in, he was overwhelmed by the aura of the courtyard. I originally thought that in my own three-thirds of an acre of land, if I wanted to find someone to treat my son, I would have to open my mouth to ask for help? It's fate or not. If you don't treat my child, you won't be able to live here. But when I arrived at Ye Zhai, I realized that Mr. Ye Hongyou was very extraordinary.
There was a man sitting cross-legged in the courtyard. He had dark skin, a round forehead, and big ears. He didn't look like a Chinese person. I guess this is the devout disciple Xichang Dalati. Gong Baibao was secretly surprised. This foreigner wanted to be a disciple of Mr. Ye and said that he had been here for fifteen days without food or water. It seemed that this was true.
Mr. Ye's yard is built with cloister pavilions on both sides, which can provide shelter from wind and rain for those seeking medical advice. There are already many people waiting there. A middle-aged follower sat behind a table at the entrance of the corridor. This man seemed to be taller than an ordinary person standing.
Every patient must first register with him and be assigned a number. Mr. Ye's rule is that the maximum number of patients can be one hundred per day, and he will stop seeing them if they shine.
Before Gong Baibao came, he had been warned by his mother and knew the rules. He had no intention of abiding by it. Even though he was in awe of Mr. Ye, he didn't care at all about these locals who were ranked. He led his son around the table and walked straight over.
The middle-aged man stopped him with a horizontal arm and said: "Quickly queue up first, and then go in and queue up."
Gong Baibao stood still and took a look at the words written on the rice paper by the big man on the table. The beautiful calligraphy was very beautiful. He couldn't help but stand in awe and explained: "I brought my son to see a doctor. My son is seriously ill. Here's what's going on." There are friends of mine who came first to occupy a place for me."
The big man looked calm and said: "People who come here are anxious. The more they are, the more they should abide by the rules. You should register first and then queue up."
Gong Baibao got used to it in this three-acre land. Even if he wanted to restrain himself, he could not change his bad habits. When he saw someone contradicting him in person, he immediately became angry and said displeasedly: "What the hell? The place is not big. The rules are not too small. I have never checked in to see a doctor in a big hospital in the city. When I come here, you want to set rules for me? Find out who I am, and then come and talk to me about the rules." , I will take my son and rush in.
Lu Yuan suddenly stood up and blocked him like a wall, saying: "It's not impossible if you want to break the rules here, but you must ask my husband to nod. Just wait, I will ask you." He picked up the The call came, but before I dialed the number, the phone rang first.
Lu Yuan deliberately turned on the speaker phone.
Ye Hong said on the phone again: "Let Mr. Gong come in, so that his child won't have a headache and he can't deal with you but will cause trouble for others." (End of Chapter)