I think there is no more unlucky child in the world.
I don’t know why my mother wanted to spit out her Corpse Pill to me. I only know that my health has been bad since I swallowed that Corpse Pill.
This coma lasted for a long time, and I was confused. Half of my body felt hot and the other half was cold. The stimulation of the two worlds of ice and fire made me miserable. Even in the coma, I was still shaking all over.
I didn't know how long I was confused, but I still couldn't open my eyes. The only feeling was that I seemed to be being carried on someone's shoulders, my buttocks were shaking, and I didn't know where I was being carried.
This state lasted for a long time. Sometimes I was awake and sometimes confused. It took two or three days before I felt the presence of my body again.
When I opened my eyes, I found myself being carried into a very simple Taoist temple.
The Taoist temple is located on the mountain. The terrain is steep and precipitous. At the foot of the mountain is a dense banyan forest, and in the back mountain is a large sea of bamboo. You can hear the sound of gurgling water from the creek, which is very pleasant to the ear.
"Where is this?"
I had a splitting headache and muttered to myself. Just as I was about to get up, I felt that my body could not move at all. At the same time, a deep and old scolding sound came from my ears.
"Boy, it's not easy to save a life. Just lie down, I still have to treat you."
Um?
I lowered my head in confusion, and then I realized that I had been stripped naked, my hands and feet were tied with ropes, and I was being fixed on a chopping board for killing pigs.
Under my belly button, someone used a red pen to draw a crooked talisman. The skinny old man was standing in front of me with a silver needle longer than chopsticks in his hand with an evil smile on his face.
"W-what are you going to do?"
My soul was scared out of my mind, and I thumped hard several times.
The old man smiled strangely and said, "Look at your potential, the evil energy of the Corpse Pill has entered your brain and has a great impact on your body. I have touched your bones for you. You really have no foundation as a practitioner at all. You have to suppress it yourself." That evil energy will take years and months to come, and these cold energy will gather in your veins and blood, which will cause irreversible damage to you. I must first think of a way to help you release the cold poison."
I still had a nervous look on my face, staring at the pin in the old man’s hand, crying like a pig being slaughtered, “Then why are you using such a big needle?”
"Nonsense, of course I'm trying to wake you up!"
The old man looked impatient, walked around behind me, put his fingers like dry bamboo on my forehead, and said with a half-smile,
"You kid, please don't move around. There are more than a hundred meridians on the human head. If the wrong piercing is done, it can range from loss of consciousness to death. Don't blame me then."
I was so frightened that I peed, and asked him with a sad face, "Is it okay without pricking?"
"You bastard, I'm trying to save your life. The injection on your forehead is to help you regain your consciousness. Don't be ignorant of what is good and what is evil!"
As the old man spoke, he used a needle to draw on my forehead. My hair stood up in fear, and I thought to myself, if you make the wrong prick, you will wake me up.
Fortunately, his hands were very steady, he accurately found the blood vessels, and quickly injected the needle. I suddenly felt a chill on my forehead. Not only did I not feel any pain, but I felt that my dizzy brain seemed to relax a little.
Then he pulled out his hand, and the silver needle quickly fell back, and a stream of black blood burst out from my forehead, flowing down my forehead and getting a lot wet on my face.
It's really strange. Since I got the needle, my head is not so dizzy, and even my limbs feel a lot more relaxed.
The old man ignored me, took out a butcher's knife, slashed it twice, and untied the noose on my body. Then he pointed to the big bronze tripod at the door of the Taoist temple and said in a commanding tone,
"Go, fill the copper cauldron with water, and then light a fire under the cauldron until the water steams."
"Um!"
I have been accustomed to living a submissive life since I was a child. I did whatever the old man said. I struggled to fill the entire bronze cauldron with water and filled it with firewood underneath.
When the water was hot, the old man took out a sack, opened the sack, took out a lot of herbs that I didn't recognize, and threw them all into the copper tripod. He found a bamboo pole and stirred them evenly. Then he pointed at the bronze tripod that was emitting green smoke and said,
"go in."
My throat was sweating, "Master, you want to cook me?"
"What nonsense!"
The old man stretched out his hands like chicken paws, grabbed the back of my neck, and with a thump, I smashed my whole body into the copper cauldron. The hot water boiled my skin. In an instant, my whole body turned red. It was so similar. The crabs that had been steamed were so hot that they screamed and struggled to crawl out.
The old man found a piece of bamboo strips and stood by the tripod with squinted eyes. He would hit me with the bamboo strips wherever I jumped, and he drove me back to the tripod several times.
I was so uncomfortable that I cried and asked him what on earth he wanted to do? The old man shook his head and said,
"When a cold syndrome enters the body, it must be moistened with gentle fire and potions to suppress the evil cold energy in your body. You kid can't even bear this little pain. How can you look like someone who is doing great things?"
His words sent a shiver through my body.
Yes, my mother died, my grandfather also died, and I was left alone and helpless in this world.
The enemy is still at large.
I have to live, and when I develop my skills in the future, I can take revenge on someone named Wang. What does it mean to suffer a little and suffer a little?
Thinking of this, I was heartbroken. Ignoring the pain of hot water pouring on my body, I sat down hard on the bottom of the tank. I kept telling myself that I must hold back. As long as I can't be boiled to death, there will be hope for revenge in the future.
"Hehe, interesting."
The old man smiled, and he glanced at me while lying on the edge of the bronze tripod. He nodded and said, "It's still a bit of perseverance. Okay, I'll add some more ingredients to you, so that you can have a good time!"
After saying that, he took out another snakeskin bag, opened it, and a large group of colorful snakes jumped out of it, and threw them all into the hot water.
The snakes were so hot that they couldn't stand it. They hissed and roared, and many of them were coiled around my neck. I was so frightened that my anus tightened, and I wanted to stand up again, but he held my forehead and forced it back.
"The snake skin can help you remove the poison. No matter how uncomfortable it is, I will bear it. From now on, you must jump into the cauldron and soak it again every other week. This will not only remove the cold poison from your body, but also help you cleanse your muscles." Marrow, reshape the sinews!”
I endured the fear and pain and sat back down again. Looking at the old man who was busy around the bronze cauldron detoxifying me, I realized that he was sincerely helping me and said quickly,
"Thank you, grandpa."
"My name is Xuan Zhenzi, and I am your grandpa's elder brother."
He stood up, still maintaining a cynical expression on his face, and said with a strange smile,
"Don't thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank my useless little junior brother. He used his own life in exchange for asking me to keep you safe. From now on, you will stay in this ruined temple and live with me. I I will teach you some life-saving skills, how much you can learn depends on your own destiny."
The old man looked crazy and looked like a filthy beggar, but his eyes were like eagles, like sharp knives that could pierce people's hearts.
I finally understood why the Grand Duke and the man named Wang were so afraid of him.
There is a sun hidden in this old man's eyes.
