"It's a bit old."
The old man's complexion and skin were extremely poor, but his energy was strong and his body was extremely strong.
Although the nutrition of that generation was very poor, they lived a long life.
I looked at the old man: "Did you pick these medicines yourself?"
The old man nodded again and responded to me in half-baked Mandarin: "Young wild man. The medicine is highly effective."
"Have you ever seen herbs blooming early or snakes and insects running around?"
The old man said little and just shook his head.
I picked up two herbs and said softly: "Don't use Palm Ginseng and Golden Pheasant. Your old body can't bear it. Wild White Poria and Wild Chonglou are the best."
The old man was washing the herbs: "I collected herbs for an old friend. He has a strange disease."
"Strange disease?!"
I was a little curious: "What strange disease?"
The old man dried the herbs, stretched out his left hand, and started digging with his right hand: "Growing trees."
"A tree growing on your hand?"
"What tree?"
Suddenly, I was startled, my eyes narrowed suddenly, and I shouted in surprise: "How many years?"
"Many years."
"Still alive?"
The old herb collector sat next to me, took the military kettle and took a sip of water: "He's still alive."
"Have you never seen a doctor?"
"It didn't work. I cut it and it grew longer.".Ь.
"In your old life, your friend must have been very rich."
I gave a thumbs up to the old man collecting herbs: "You were also very generous in your old life."
The old herb collector chewed the chocolate slowly. It was rare for him to say a long sentence: "My old friend is indeed not short of money. He has relied on money to survive these years."
"Do you have any special medicine?"
"It's not easy to treat."
I smoked a cigarette and said loudly: "It's not recorded in ancient medical books. Li Shizhen has never seen it."
The old man collecting medicine nodded silently, showing his sadness: "I don't have many old friends anymore. He saved my life three times back then, so I collected medicine for him. I wanted to cure him."
I patted the thin shoulder of the old herb collector and said softly: "Is your friend far away? When I finish my work, I will accompany you to have a look."
The old man glanced at me: "What are you busy with?"
"You look for the medicine, I'll look for the dragon!"
The old man said nothing and raised his hand to pick up a herb: "This?"
"It's not a dragon beard, it's a big dragon!"
While we were talking, two employees from the Mountain Institute came out of the cave and waded into the lake one after another, and handed me the stone specimens and water specimens.
water.
It is also the most important indicator for verifying earthquakes.
There are no problems with the water quality or stone specimens here.
Then I took the tape recorder and put it to my ear, listening carefully.
The sound inside the cave is the most important thing to verify the earthquake.
The earth dragon has changed, and the cave connecting the earth dragon will appear abnormal immediately.
This principle is equivalent to listening to Lei Bian's tomb!
Continuous on-site sampling and analysis have calmed down my worries that have been hanging around for a long time.
"Where is the great virtue now?"
"Go there in the afternoon."
"Mr. Tong, do you want to go to Motianling?"
"Not enough time. Let's see Ziping first, then go to Diexi Ancient City."
"Tell Lao Cen to pay attention to the pond in Sanxingdui. Where have those toads gone?"
"People from Jincheng guard Mount Emei. If the Buddha's light appears, notify me immediately."
"Let Brother Li pay attention to earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions and aurora news in various countries in the South China Sea, and let me know as soon as possible."
After a pause, I took out the map and checked carefully, and finally decided on two places as key detection points.
While I was doing data analysis, the old herb collector was watching and listening silently.
After finishing the data, the old herbal collector picked up the cave water and tasted it: "Mr. Tong, what does this water have to do with dragons?"
I looked at the map and scooped up the river water
Pass it to the old medicine collector.
After the old herb collector tasted it very carefully, he smacked his tongue and commented: "I can't taste it."
After a while, the old herb collector spoke again: "What's the point?"
I responded without raising my head: "The difference lies in the year. It's just like the herbs you always pick."
The old man collecting herbs was thoughtful, and he picked up two more water samples to taste. His look of concentration really made people laugh.
Finally, the old herb collector put down the water sample and admitted defeat, and sat next to me again to focus on the map.
"This place is nice."
"What's a good idea?"
The old herb collector pointed to a mountain on the map and said, "A surprise army is buried here. As many as come will die."
As he spoke, the old herb collector drew a circle with his pine-bark-like fingers: "This is suitable for guerrilla warfare."
When these words came out, both the old accountant and the mountain institute employee couldn't help but laugh. xь.
I looked sideways at the old man collecting herbs, smiled and cursed: "You are already dozens of years old and you still want to fight and kill people. Fighting will kill people. Older generation."
The old herb collector nodded calmly, showing a hint of loneliness: "You're right. People will die in a war, so it's better not to fight."
My mind moved, so I grabbed the old herb gatherer's finger and moved it to a place: "This is called the Valley of the Storm. It's also the place where I want to fight."
"In 1933, there was a 7.5 earthquake in Diexi Ancient City, killing 6,800 people."
"In 1973, there was a 7.9-magnitude earthquake in Dajianlu, killing 2,011 people."
"Thirty-two years ago, the Matsudaira 7.2 earthquake..."
"It's all related to the old dragon in Longmen Mountain."
"I'll go find this smelly old dragon and ask him if he wants to cause trouble again?"
The old herb collector looked at me with turbid and sharp eyes, and after a few seconds he spoke: "It's interesting."
"That year there was a flood all over the world. The snow-covered flood blocked the mouth of the Guanjiang River and flooded the Bashu Basin. Qingcheng Mountain and Longquan Mountain were all buried under the water. Emperor Zhuanxu, who lived in Sanxingdui, abandoned Sanxingdui and went to the plateau."
"The ancient city of Diexi is where Zhuan Xu settled."
The old herb collector blinked: "Bashu Ganhaizi? How did it become a basin in the back?"
"Five hundred years after the death of the Yellow Emperor, Dayu controlled the floods. He first opened the mouth of the Guanjiang River and diverted the water to Longquan Mountain. Then he opened Longquan Mountain and diverted the water from the Tuojiang River and the Minjiang River into the Yangtze River."
"Because the twelve evil dragons in Wushan were causing trouble, Dayu Tun captured them and gathered them on the dragon-slaying platform to behead them all. Then he cut off twelve pairs of dragon horns to make a dragon horn rake and dug up the Kuimen Gate."
