The bells of Cold Mountain Temple cannot dispel the misery and mist in this mountain.
Throughout the next day, Qin Geng did not move.
He was sitting behind the makeshift wooden table. Under his butt was an empty wooden box used to hold medicinal materials. At his hand was a thick stack of straw paper and an inkstone with thick ink.
From Chen hour to You hour, the sun turned from the east to the West, and Qin Geng didn't even bother to drink water.
The refugees in front of me are like endless leeks, with waves leaving and coming again.
"Reach out."
Qin Geng didn't even raise his head, and placed two fingers on the skinny wrist in front of him.
A weak and floating pulse, like rotten flocculation in water, indicates hunger, injury to the spleen and stomach, and exposure to wind and cold.
"It's not a serious illness, just a severe physical condition."
Qin Geng picked up the pen, and the tip of the pen moved quickly on the paper, and the scrawled writing was full of energy that penetrated the back of the paper. "Go over there and get a bowl of ginger soup, and then go to the porridge shed to get half a steamed bun. Don't be in a hurry to eat it. Break it into pieces and drink it in the soup. Next one."
The man left with great gratitude, and then a child with sores on his head was shoved in front of him.
Qin Geng stretched out his hand to lift the rag on the child's head, and the smell of pus and blood hit his nose.
His face remained calm, and with a flash of silver needle in his hand, he opened the pustule, squeezed out the poisonous blood, and sprinkled the medicinal powder on it. His movements were dizzyingly fast.
"This is poisonous dampness. There is a lot of moisture in the mountains. Don't let the children sleep on the ground. Put some hay on them."
At the end of the day, Qin Geng saw no less than 300 people.
If such a high-intensity consultation had been carried out in the past, his brain would have become sore and his energy would have been scattered.
But today, he felt that his mind was getting clearer and clearer.
Every time he sees a patient, every time he takes a pulse, his understanding of the skin of the human body deepens.
How meridians travel, how Qi and blood circulate, how disease qi invades, and how medicine dissipates, these principles that were originally obscure and difficult to understand in books are now vividly presented before our eyes and have become tangible experiences.
In my mind, the simple and thick Book of a Hundred Trades is written automatically without wind.
The pages of the book were turning and making a clattering sound.
On the page belonging to [Physician], the originally gray writing was now glowing with golden light, and the progress bar representing the experience value finally reached its end after hundreds of consultations.
"Buzz
There was a soft ringing in my mind, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening.
[Physician is overflowing with experience points.]
[Promotion: Physician (Level 10).]
The pages of the book freeze, and new lines of handwriting emerge, extremely clear.
[Unlock talent: Herb Recognition.]
[Herb Recognition: Everything in the world has medicinal properties. Plants, trees, bamboos, rocks, birds and animals can be seen at a glance, and their properties and tastes can be known.
Meridian tropism, toxicology.]
Qin Geng Closed his eyes slightly and felt a cool breath pouring in along the Baihui point and flowing through his eyes.
When I opened my eyes again, the world seemed to have changed.
He looked at the pack of "white powder" used to stop bleeding. It used to look like a pile of white powder, but now he looked at it. There seemed to be a faint flow of Qi above the powder, which was the embodiment of its astringent and hemostatic properties.
Then I looked at a wild mugwort tree on the hillside in the distance, and the words "bitter, pungent, warm, dispels cold and removes dampness" instantly popped into my mind.
Is this done?
Qin Geng was secretly happy in his heart and continued to scan down.
After the tenth level, the originally vague threshold of the twentieth level finally revealed its true appearance.
Talents that can be unlocked at level 20: [Pharmacological Insight.]
[Pharmacological transparency]: Knowing the properties of medicines by counting, the emperor and his ministers can assist the envoys. It can dismantle the leftover prescriptions in the world, or create your own prescriptions based on the circulation of medicinal properties, turning decay into magic.
Good stuff.
If he has this "pharmacological understanding" and "Herb Recognition", and then goes into the depths of Yin Mountain, even if there are no ready-made elixirs, he can prepare life-saving medicines and even murderous poisons on the spot just by relying on what grows in the ground or swims in the water.
Just as he was thinking about it, the second senior brother Zheng Tonghe came over from not far away.
He was holding an object wrapped in coarse cloth in his hand, his expression was a little solemn and a little doubtful, and his steps were a little hasty.
"Old Shi, take a rest."
Zheng Tonghe walked up to him, put the cloth bag on the table, and unbuttoned it without avoiding the refugees around him.
"Just now, a mountaineering herb collector brought it to me. I accepted it and said it was dug out from the crack in the cliff behind Origin Mountain.
Do you give Zhang Zhangyan?"
Qin Geng looked at it intently.
I saw a strange plant lying on the coarse cloth.
This thing looks like a Ganoderma lucidum, but its whole body is as red as blood. The umbrella cover is only as big as a palm, and it is covered with golden lines like magma cracks.
The most peculiar thing is that even though this thing has been picked, it is still emitting heat, causing the coarse cloth underneath to become slightly burnt. A strong smell of sulfur mixed with a strange fragrance penetrates right into the nose.
The surrounding air has become a little hot because of the presence of this herb.
Zheng Tonghe didn't say anything, just stared at Qin Geng, with a look of examination in his eyes and a hint of expectation.
He is Physician of Seventh Tier, which is the leading figure in Tianjin's apricot forest. He naturally recognizes this thing.
But he wanted to see what level his evil junior brother had reached.
Qin Geng just glanced at it.
[Herb Recognition]Talent is like instinct.
There was no need to flip through the book or recall, the information about this herb popped out directly as if it had been engraved in his mind.
"Earth-Lung Fire Fungus."
Qin Geng spoke with a firm tone without any hesitation.
"Born from the stagnation of the earth fire Killing Intent, it grows on the cracks of the earth's lungs. It tastes pungent, hot, and poisonous. It enters the heart and kidney meridians."
"This thing is a substance of the Supreme Yang, and it is also a very dangerous medicine. If a normal person eats it, all the internal organs will be burned immediately and turn into coke. But if it is used to cure the cold poison that attacks the heart, or to cleanse the bone marrow of Martial Artist who practices the Supreme Yang Kung Fu, then it is the supreme holy medicine."
Speaking of this, Qin Geng stretched out a finger and pointed at the golden lines on the umbrella cover.
"Look at these lines, three golden lines. They have been growing for three hundred years. But--
Qin Geng paused, raised his head and looked at Zheng Tonghe: "Brother, this thing shouldn't grow here. Origin Mountain Although there is Earth Veins, It's not a fire vein. If this Earth-Lung Fire Fungus can grow, it means that the Earth Veins underneath the Origin Mountain is in chaos, and the fire poison Killing Intent underneath is coming up."
Quiet.
Deadly quiet.
Zheng Tonghe The silver needle originally held in his hand fell to the table with a clang.
His eyes, which had been squinted all year round, were now widened, looking at Qin Geng as if he had seen a ghost.
After a long while, he took a deep breath and shook his head with a wry smile.
"Exactly."
"Exactly every word."
Zheng Tonghe reached out and touched the fire sesame lightly, and sighed, "Old Shi, I am really convinced. I have seen the pattern of this Earth-Lung Fire Fungus in the fragments of the ancient book "Supplementary Records to the Divine Farmer’s Materia Medica", which is the secret record of the Former Dynasty palace. You--where did you see it?"
"Did you memorize some unique copy that I haven't seen before? Or--"
Zheng Tonghe stared into Qin Geng's eyes. "Or did you see it yourself?"
Qin Geng smiled, did not answer directly, just pointed to his eyes.
"Brother, some things don't need to be written in books, they can speak for themselves."
"As long as you understand pharmacology, take a look at its appearance, smell its smell, and feel its heat and cold, you will naturally know what its name is and what it can do."
This is "going up a level".
In the field of traditional Chinese medicine, the apprentice is the one who endorses the medicine, the doctor is the one who prescribes the medicine, and the famous doctor is the one who can differentiate the syndrome and treat it.
And the person who can see through the nature of plants and trees at a glance and learn pharmacology without any teacher is Grandmaster who has entered the Tao.
"You've reached the next level so quickly?!"
Zheng Tonghe took a deep breath, his tone full of wonder, and a hint of relief as a senior brother.
"Xiao Shi, you are really a monster. We, Ye School, are going to create a monster who is both civil and military."
"But that's a good thing."
Zheng Tonghe lowered his voice and pointed around. "Those who practice martial arts, Physician must advance to a higher level. Especially in this world."
He rewrapped the Earth-Lung Fire Fungus and stuffed it into Qin Geng's arms.
"Take this thing. You are Transforming Force, and you are practicing Dragon-Tiger True Intent. This thing will be of great use to you. If you put it here, it is just a decoration."
"Thank you, senior brother."
Qin Geng is not polite either. This thing, combined with his talent, can indeed prepare an extremely powerful bone-tempering liquid.
The two of them sat at the table and looked at the rolling mountains in the distance.
"Old Shi, what you just said is right."
Zheng Tonghe looked solemn. "This fire sesame shouldn't grow on Origin Mountain. The fact that it came out shows that the signs of Dragon Vein's severance and spiritual energy recovery are becoming more and more obvious."
"In the past few hundred years, the heaven and the earth were dry, and these spiritual herbs and elixirs were huddled underground and sleeping. Now that Dragon Vein has been broken, the sealed air has been released, and the heaven and earth are like returning to the light, and all kinds of ghosts, ghosts, snakes, and Ganoderma lucid herbs have begun to appear again."
"Demons In troubled times, it is a disaster; when the elixir is unearthed, it is an opportunity."
"This world is becoming increasingly incomprehensible to people."
Qin Geng nodded, pressing his palms on the fire sesame in his arms, feeling the burning heat.
"In troubled times, monsters emerge as well as heroes. Senior brother, we can only bite the bullet and move forward."
In the next two days, the situation deteriorated faster than Zheng Tonghe expected.
Cold Mountain Temple can no longer live here.
Origin Mountain Underfoot, there were so many tents and shacks that you couldn't even see the edge.
Originally there were only a few thousand people from Shandong, but now with the addition of victims from nearby Hebei and Henan who heard that Tianjin had porridge, the number has exceeded 50,000.
Tianjin Every inch of land is at a premium in this region. Nine Rivers' Lower Reaches Although the waterway is accessible, it is mostly surrounded by saline-alkali land and barren mountains, and there is simply not enough arable land to house so many mouths.
Moreover, most of those who fled were farmers with their backs turned to the sky. Without their land, they would have no way to survive.
Zhao Jinglie In the past two days, I have been so anxious that the corners of my mouth have blistered and my throat has become completely hoarse.
Wave-Quelling Bureau In the back hall of the Yamen, several teacups were broken.
"Where is the food?! Let me ask you where is the food?!"
Zhao Jinglie slapped the table and roared at Revenue Office's boss, "Didn't those bastards Merchants' Association agree to donate food yesterday?
Why haven't you seen a grain of rice today?"
Chief Revenue Office knelt on the ground, trembling all over. "Sir----Merchants' Association said there----that the road was cut off. Foreigners's soldiers set up a checkpoint at the checkpoint, saying it was for epidemic prevention and would not allow grain trucks to enter the city----"
"Fart!"
Zhao Jinglie was so angry that he pulled out his sword and struck it on the corner of the table. "This is to trap Tianjin to death! This is to force these tens of thousands of victims to starve to death!"
He turned to look at the map on the wall, staring in the direction of Yin Mountain.
There is the only hope.
"Is there any news from Lord Shen and Lord Jia?"
The guard next to him shook his head, with a sad look on his face. "No. The last message was sent three days ago, saying that Pagoda Division and Dragon-Seizing Division had gone deep into the hinterland of Yin Mountain and were working with the main force of Foreigners. After that - the carrier pigeon never flew back again."
"Damn it!"
Zhao Jinglie slumped back on the chair, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
The two giants are trapped Yin Mountain, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead.
Tens of thousands of victims surrounded the city, crying for food.
Foreigners blocked the main road and watched with eager eyes.
This Tianjin is now like a powder keg placed on the fire. Just a few sparks can blow it to pieces.
During these three days, Qin Geng was as busy as a top.
He is like a tireless machine, shuttling through Cold Mountain Temple and Refugee Camp.
During the day, I see a doctor, give acupuncture, and prepare medicine.
At night, I have to take my brothers from the dealership to maintain order and prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos to cause trouble.
His green cloth gown had long been stained with mud and medicine stains, but his eyes became calmer.
"Living Bodhisattva----this is the living Bodhisattva----"
"Divine Doctor Qin, I kowtow to you!"
Whenever he walked past Refugee Camp, those faces that were originally numb and desperate would show a hint of vitality and gratitude.
Countless people knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his back.
That is the simplest and most primitive kind of worship.
In this troubled world where people's lives are like straw, there is such a person who does not despise them being dirty or poor, and treats them with medical treatment and gives them porridge to drink. This is their destiny.
In the evening of the third day.
Qin Geng sat on the steps of Cold Mountain Temple, looking at the continuous lights below, and rubbed his brows tiredly.
He subconsciously called up Book of a Hundred Trades, wanting to see [Physician]'s experience.
However, this look made him stunned.
[Water Lord(Level 13)]
"Huh?"
Qin Geng sat up straight suddenly.
In the past three days, he had not even been to the Xun River, let alone went into the water to catch fish or make clouds and rain.
How can the experience value of [Water Lord] increase?
And the increase is not small, it is more than when he eats water monsters underwater.
Directly reaching level 13!
"Incense----"
Qin Geng looked at the two words on the panel, and then looked at the refugees below who were still kowtowing in the direction of Cold Mountain Temple.
A sudden realization came to my mind.
The so-called god and the so-called king are actually not just a accumulation of power.
Water Lord, controls the waters and protects one side.
This word "protect" is the core.
The people regard him as a god who saves people from suffering, and this gratitude and power of thought are like incense.
Although he does not have Temple-Establishment, nor does he have a golden body.
But this Cold Mountain Temple soup kitchen tent and this Hundred Herb Hall free clinic table are his temple in the hearts of the people.
"That's it."
Qin Geng looked at his hands, and he could vaguely feel a trace of white air flow invisible to the naked eye, gathering from all directions, blending into the Copper Lotus Seed, and finally getting into his body.
The Copper Lotus Seed became more gentle, even beating slightly, like a heart.
"He who is a god should protect someone."
"This Water Lord practice is nothing more than a god protecting the land and water for peace."
Qin Geng Take a deep breath and stand up.
These three days of busy work are not a waste.
Not only has Physician reached a higher level, but Water Lord's career has also reached a new threshold.
And, the time has come.
It's time for him to go down again.
Qin Geng turned around and found Abacus Song who was instructing the brothers in the car dealer to distribute dinner porridge.
"Old Song."
"Hey, Fifth Master!"
Abacus Song trotted over with a fawning smile on his face. Although he was tired these past few days, he felt happy as he saw that the dealer's prestige among the refugees was getting higher and higher.
"I'm going on a long trip, probably for two or three days."
Qin Geng looked at Abacus Song and said in a serious tone, "This porridge thing can't stop."
"We don't have enough money. Go get it from my house. There are some small goldfish in the box under my bed."
"If there is not enough grain, let the brothers go to the countryside to collect it. They will collect it at a high price. Even if it means using oceans to smash it, the grain must be smashed out."
"Fifth Master Don't worry!"
Abacus Song patted his chest and promised, "As long as the dealership is still there, this porridge shack will not collapse! We are now the saviors of tens of thousands of people. Whoever dares to touch our porridge shack, these tens of thousands of people will tear him to pieces!"
"Well, keep an eye on hygiene and avoid causing a plague."
Qin Geng made the final statement.
"Gone."
He said nothing more and turned around and walked into the night.
The back view was a bit desolate, but it showed a firmness like a mountain.
There are tens of thousands of mouths on the ground, waiting for food.
The underground is full of dangers Underground River Dragon Vein.
He Qin Geng has to go underground and fight for a way for the people on this surface to survive.