Grass of life and death, also known as "raw sedge" and "purple whirling flower", is warm in nature, tastes sweet, slightly bitter, and lukewarm, and returns to the spleen and lung meridian. The grass is dark purple, and the flower buds are like morning glories, in the shape of bells. , growing deep in the shady valleys shrouded in smoke. Flower buds contain strange insect eggs...
——Diary of Gwanghaejun’s Royal Physician Xu Jun·1591
Sitting on the stone pillar in the center of the stone chamber was a man wearing a black cloth. The man was wearing a five-claw robe. The brocade on his sleeves and chest had been frayed and stained with blood. Hearing footsteps coming from outside the stone chamber, this man's throat He let out a low, beast-like growl, struggled to stand up, and was immediately restrained by the iron chains tied to his hands and feet. The shackles hit the stone pillars, making a clear and sweet chirping sound.
When Huang Taiji heard the tiger's mouth roaring, he couldn't help but feel sad. His body was trembling, and he didn't notice the shaman and the famous Korean doctor saluting him.
"My slave is Jiashe, my slave is Xu Cheng,"
"Greetings to the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"
"Get up." Huang Taiji waved to the two of them, his eyes falling on Hukou on the stone pillar. Hukou was Heshuo Baylorhaug's nickname, and only his Ama Huang Taiji would call his son this.
Noticing the solemn look on the emperor's face, Xu Cheng quickly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, Master Beile is much better today. Even if he smells human flesh now, he doesn't want to go as crazy as he did in the previous days."
"Oh." The Crown Prince rubbed his nose and nodded slightly.
Probably in order to match the medical officer's words, Hauge, who was tied to a pillar and covered with a black cloth and kept roaring, suddenly became quiet at that time. He hit the stone with the iron chain or hit the stone pillar with his head, and his breathing became... It is even and smooth, as if I am also quietly listening to the conversation between my Amma and my two slaves.
If Fan Tuo did this, he would be punished and it would be difficult for him to die.
Under Ama's gaze, the wizard pulled up the white cloth under Haug's head, and then took a few steps forward.
Gu Qiao quickly said humbly: "Your Majesty, you are exaggerating. This servant just inherited his family's teachings. The art of bringing the dead back to life was also learned from his father."
Singing and dancing for an hour
"When Haugebeile recovers, I will reward him generously and let him be the head of your Little Qingtai Hospital!"
The shaman wears armor and a colorful skirt, with four bronze mirrors and four large copper bells hung under the skirt. A colorful flag is placed on the back. He holds a sheepskin drum with a large iron ring hanging under the drum handle. They danced according to the rhythm, and the sound of drums, bronze mirrors and bronze bells suddenly sounded. They murmured words, asking the reincarnated spirit "Saihus" to go to hell to be possessed.
The blood flowed from the wound into the empty bowl placed under the table.
I slowly smelled the crow's blood under the table, opened my small mouth, and a thick smell of rancidity and fishy blood instantly flooded the entire stone room. iheshig, eheshig
"Did the crow's blood play a role?"
Hauge's face was stained with blood, and the blood had not dried up. The money rattail under the front of his head was mixed with dirt, and became white and hard, turning into a spear piercing the sky. Heshuo Baylor's face was distorted, like A weasel that was run over by a carriage, one of its eyeballs flew away, its lips turned down slightly, revealing two broken front teeth...
Search "Spring Gift" on the Xiaoxiang app to get 500 book coins for new users and 200 book coins for old users] During the Japanese Rebellion in Imjin, it is said that Gu Qiao's father prepared the grass of life and death and put it on the corpse, so that the dead Korean soldiers could stand up again. Continue to fight against the Japanese pirates, and finally kill the Japanese pirates.
Huang Taiji's melancholy expression was relieved and he praised the North Korean medical officer: "Medical Officer Xu is well versed in medicine. It was in vain that I spent a lot of money to invite him from Seoul, but he has no ability to bring the dead back to life..."
Xu Che glared at the shaman fiercely and found that the shaman was also looking at him viciously. Both of them clearly regarded each other as a thorn in their side.
Regarding such legends, Jianzhou Nanzhen, who is only separated from Korea by a river, has naturally heard of some. But in the past, Huang Taiji only regarded us as strange powers and chaotic gods, and scorned them... Any thoughts There really is no such medical skill in the world.
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Xu Che quickly knelt down, banged his head on the ground, and kowtowed to the Qing Emperor to thank him.
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The heavily armed shaman interrupted the two of them and whispered: "Your Majesty, Immortal Tianma is about to leave, so you must do it as slowly as possible."
"Master Jiashe, let's end it. Since Changshengtian can't cure it, let's give it a try."
Eight years later, Huang Taiji led his troops to conquer North Korea and besieged Seoul. He heard from the surrendered North Korea the deeds of Xu Che's father, Xu Jun, Gwanghaejun's imperial physician.
First, the wizard opened the cloth bag brought by the Qing Emperor, took out seventy-four crows, and broke their necks.
Gu Qiao nodded repeatedly and said respectfully: "Exactly, Your Majesty, crow blood is cold in nature, and it is most ineffective to generate marrow and convert it into blood. Taking it together with the grass of life and death can achieve twice the result with half the effort."
