Master Gou fought with the two thieves for a while, because he heard the god in the sky said that if he didn't kill the other person hard, he would die. No one wanted to die, so the fight was extremely fierce.
When Mr. Gou opened his eyes, he saw it was raining outside the window. The night was still very dark. The deserted village was quiet. No human voice was heard. He could only hear the constant murmuring of the river, as if it was quietly telling someone an ancient story. .
Not long ago, he was fighting with two thieves by a small bridge. Why was he lying on his bed now, listening to the sound of rain for no reason?
have no idea. Mr. Gou wanted to stand up, but he didn't have any strength in his body and couldn't get up. He could only lie helplessly on the bed.
After lying like this for a while, it was already a bit unbearable. If he didn't get up to move his muscles and bones, his blood seemed to stop flowing. If this continued, it would be very bad for the body. With this idea in mind, Mr. Gou got up with strength. , looked in the mirror, and saw that his head was wrapped in gauze with some blood stains on it.
"Is it possible that I was plotted? Otherwise, why would I be so seriously injured?" Mr. Gou thought as he touched his head.
At this time, I was very angry and wanted to rush out. I really risked my life. If I didn't kill the two thieves, how could I express this tone? But when I went out and took a look, I saw a vast expanse of land outside the door. There had been no trace of human life for a long time, and I couldn't see anything at all. The tree in the daytime was also deeply hidden in the night. It’s visible.
After walking less than two steps, Master Gou fainted at the door of his house. Not to mention killing people at this time, it was already good enough not to be killed. Not daring to go out, I crawled through the door and lay on the bed, listening to the continuous sound of rain showers outside. Feeling confused, I beat the bed and yelled, "I don't know what night it is!"
Mr. Gou tried hard to recall what happened during the fight. At that time, he saw two thieves coming and going around him. Of course they were armed with sharp knives and wanted to kill him while there was no one around in the dark night.
Of course, in the face of death, no one would sit still and wait for death, but at this moment, as soon as he saw the flash of the knife, Mr. Gou felt that his eyes were filled with darkness, and then he knew nothing.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying on the bed, while the rain continued outside. Listening to the gentle rain alone would make people feel a little desolate anyway.
The wind kept roaring, and the old mother's coughing sound came from next door. As soon as the sound passed, the deserted village became completely quiet.
Mr. Gou was unwilling to give in. He could obviously deal with the two thieves, so why was he injured so seriously? Once this spreads out and people know, does he still need to live in this world?
While I was thinking this, the wind kept beating against the broken window, and the desolate sound broke my thoughts. At this moment, some of the troubles in life gradually disappeared with the wind outside.
I hated the two thieves so much in my heart, but I couldn't stand up. I could only lie down on the bed and curse continuously. Apart from that, what else could I do?
The night was very long. It was finally dawn. Because I was injured, I had to go for treatment. However, for some reason, I couldn’t see anyone at all. At this time, everyone, including my mother, escaped quietly. It seems like it can't be found at all.
Of course, it would be even more difficult to find the two thieves, let alone seek revenge.
There is no way, if we don't treat this wound, it will definitely be inappropriate after a long time. Once it becomes inflamed and infected, the consequences will be disastrous.
But if you go out at this time, it is impossible, because your legs and feet are almost weak, let alone walking out, climbing is extremely difficult, so you have to walk slowly on the road in the deserted village with crutches. The prosperity of the past has now become extremely depressed. It was nothing more than some dull-witted people who, seeing the seriousness of their injuries, were actually enthusiastic. No, they grabbed a handful of mud on the dirty road and prepared to smear it on their wounds.
Mr. Gou hurriedly drank and stopped, knowing that he was not having fun, so the enthusiast had no choice but to leave with a smile. Soon after, he passed away like the wind and could not be seen again.
Mr. Gou went out at this time just to find a doctor to treat his wounds and prevent infection. Once suppuration occurred, it would be bad.
The doctor was busy in his room that day and couldn't take any time off. At this time, someone insisted on inviting him out. No matter what, he had to go for two drinks. Firstly, he wanted to thank him for curing the disease. Secondly, he also wanted to find him. Let’s talk about home life.
The doctor originally didn't want to go, but he couldn't resist the man's repeated requests. It seemed that he would be sorry if he didn't drink two glasses of wine, look at the scenery outside, and breathe some fresh air.
Then he followed the man out. Moreover, that man was an elder. I respected him very much on weekdays and could not disobey him. Moreover, this elder did not ask for help easily. At this time, he asked me to go out for a glass of light wine. How could you refuse so much kindness?
The doctor followed the elder and walked forward. Before he knew it, he had arrived in Luzhen. He was sitting in front of a small tavern, drinking wine and chatting. How happy it was!
However, this sitting lasted almost a day. When the sun set, the sunset glow faded, and night was about to fall, the doctor remembered that there were so many patients in the clinic, and there was no need to delay. He really couldn't delay any longer, otherwise, many people might die. Life has passed away. In this way, isn't it a great sin?
The doctor then insisted on leaving, but he could not offend the elders, otherwise, living in a deserted village would be meaningless in the future.
I had no choice but to accompany the elders and dig out some old memories and talk about them.
Because Mr. Gou's injury is very serious, he wants to see a doctor. Otherwise, it may be very dangerous and even life-threatening.
But when I arrived at the doctor's clinic, I saw it was in a state of depression, and the front door was deserted. There was almost no trace of the doctor, so I had no choice but to go back disappointed and sit empty in front of my house, looking at the extremely gloomy rain clouds in the sky. .
At night, the pain was unbearable. In desperation, I turned a corner and arrived at a quiet and deserted place. I knelt down in front of a Buddha statue and prayed devoutly. I completely placed my hope on God for my life and death. God.
Isn't this the case for people in deserted villages? When they get sick, there are very few people who seek medical advice. Most of them seek medical advice in the absence of people. Offering a stick of incense to the Bodhisattva and paying some tribute is not priceless, but it counts. It is a very precious thing. It is said that if you do this, the pain of the sick person will disappear in an instant, within three or two days at most.
Mr. Gou can only place his hope in these gods. With the blessings of the gods, his illness will get better, and then he can seek revenge, kill the two thieves, and rid himself of his shame.
After praying like this, my whole body felt relaxed, and the wound no longer hurt. I felt like a healthy and normal person, without any discomfort anymore.
Mr. Gou smiled, it seems to be somewhat effective. The next time he gets sick, it will be the same. If this person is not sick, then he is not afraid of anything. Even if he encounters some evil ghosts, so what?
At night, the rain outside the window was still falling, but Master Gou's wound kept hurting. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to get up from the bed and want to see a doctor.
But at this time, my whole body felt unwell and it was somewhat difficult to walk. How could I go to see people again?
Furthermore, when doctors treat diseases, they don’t just prescribe some things like talisman water. The diseases they treat will most likely not be cured, and if they are gone, they will go away in vain. It is better not to go away, which will save you the trouble of traveling around. .
At this time, I thought of Shaoqiu. I heard in the past that he had Baiyao at home, and said that if you apply the powder on the wound, the wound will heal on its own within a few days, and the curative effect is very significant.
But since the doctor died, no one believed him anymore. As for whether the white medicine was useful for the wound, it was still open to question, but he didn't dare to joke with his own life.
Mr. Gou doesn't want to go to Shaoqiu. He would rather be in pain than die, right?
Shaoqiu stayed in his room that day. Because he accidentally cut a cut on his foot, he was treating the wound with white medicine. After applying some white medicine, the wound gradually healed and the pain was no longer the same as before.
No, he can sit at the desk and read a book again.
At this time, I heard the sound of someone walking outside the door. I wanted to go out and take a look, but when I walked to the window, I found that the person was leaving like a gust of wind.
The departing shadow is Master Gou. At this time, he wants to come and see Shaoqiu's Baiyao, because the wound has already reached an unbearable point. Otherwise, he wouldn't be lying on someone's window, but After looking at it for a while, I felt that there was still nothing to see. I didn’t believe that the white medicine could really cure the disease. Besides, everyone said that Shaoqiu was a fool. If I asked him to cure the disease, I thought about it and let it go.
Mr. Dog returned to his house again, lying on the bed, quietly listening to the sound of rain outside...
At night, the deserted village was completely quiet, and no human voice could be heard.
I originally wanted to find a doctor to prescribe some talisman water for me, but I didn't expect that I couldn't see the doctor. I didn't know where I was for a while. My only option now was to endure it. Otherwise, what else could I do?
The pain was so unbearable that he went out of the house, quietly stood in front of the statue of Bodhisattva, and prayed devoutly, asking for God's blessing to make his injuries better as soon as possible, and then seek revenge and kill the two thieves.
But at night, the rain outside the door suddenly started to rain heavily. Correspondingly, Master Gou's injuries also began to occur. The bleeding could not be stopped, but there was no way. Everything could only be resigned to fate.
After doing some digging and bandaging the wound, the bleeding stopped, but the wound was unable to heal, but there was nothing that could be done because the doctor was not there.
Although there was no doctor, Mr. Gou was still cured of his illness. As for why, this is unknown. Some people said that it was God’s blessing, while others said that Mr. Gou’s physical fitness was not bad and the disease was cured by himself.
Maybe no one knows how good it is. They can only say that it is God's will and his life should not be cut off.
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