The county magistrate's face was expressionless, and he said that he knew all this, so you continue.
Wang Decai said that my ancestral Huanyang Acupuncture method uses this principle to prick certain acupuncture points of a recently deceased human body with my special silver needles, creating the illusion that the body's functions are normal, and deceiving the three souls and seven souls wandering nearby into thinking that The body meets the conditions for lodging, so the soul returns to allow people to live.
"That's nonsense!" The old county magistrate couldn't bear it anymore and pointed his finger at the king to get rich. "Are you bullying me for not knowing medical skills? Let me tell you, before I became an official, I came from a family with medical skills, and my ancestors have been doctors for generations. Soon after, the internal organs and blood began to decay, and even if you could summon the soul, you would not be able to make the original soul reside!"
"This..." Wang Decai didn't expect the old guy to react so strongly and was speechless for a moment.
Wu Zuo also smiled and said to Wang Decai: "The county magistrate is right. Even if you can recruit people alive, you will still be a zombie at best."
The county magistrate went on to say that the only condition for resurrecting the soul was that the original body was not dead, breathing, and had a pulse. The two corpses were already cold and hard, so how could they be revived?
Wang Decai would have agreed with the statement made by the county magistrate and the widower a day ago, but his wife gave him a three-turn Yang-returning pill, saying that as long as he could save people within a certain period of time, what should he do? Who do you believe?
The Huanyang Pill is in the bamboo tube.
Wang Decai's heart was fluctuating.
But the thought of fluctuations just passed by for a moment, and Wang Decai made the following thoughts and actions, "Please people nearby to stay away and stand farther away. I am going to use the ancestral acupuncture method to try to save him."
The county magistrate snorted and said, okay, I want to see how Hua Tuo, the living miracle doctor, can save this dead man.
A group of people left the front hall, some walked into the courtyard, and some walked into the street.
Wang Decai saw that all the people were standing far away, so he began to pat Zhao Chuan's chest with his hands, and then patted Zhao Chuan's face.
Finally, Wang Decai raised his head again, pretending to look at the surrounding space above, as if checking to see if the three souls and seven souls of the deceased were coming.
"It's just the tricks of a charlatan, but the more you look at him, the more he looks like a liar." Someone whispered.
"This is like a Taoist priest conjuring spirits, not a doctor trying to save people."
"Taoist priests don't go through so much trouble when summoning souls. It's too fake. Don't embarrass yourself in this world."
Many people were laughing and talking, making a lot of noise...
Wang Decai obviously heard them. Not only did he ignore them, but he even acted more exaggeratedly. He even opened his mouth and looked up to the sky to inhale, then lowered his head and blew air at Zhao Chuan.
"Hahaha..." Some people couldn't hold back their laughter,
"Haha, miracle doctor, have you forgotten to recite the incantation?"...
The man lowered his head and sighed, and the county magistrate became even more angry and turned his face away.
The group of people obviously regarded Wang Decai's act of rescuing people as a joke, and it was a big joke.
There were a few government officials who just stared to see a miracle happen. Now seeing Wang Decai being so bored, they snorted and turned around to talk to each other about other topics.
Wang Decai looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him. He quietly poured out the Three Turns of Yang Return Pill from the bamboo tube, crushed it into pieces and hid it in the tiger's mouth of his right hand.
Like a street trick, Vukong grabbed a handful and pressed the Qi in his hand to Zhao Chuan's mouth.
Wang Decai once again found that no one was paying attention, so he made a false grab, and took the opportunity to pinch Zhao Chuan's teeth with his hand, and opened his mouth with the other hand, and stuffed the three-turn Yang-Returning Pill inside.
After feeding the Yang Return Pill, Wang Decai continued to pretend to pat Zhao Chuan's body. From time to time, he took out the silver needle in the bamboo tube and made up and down gestures, and then gently inserted it into various parts of Zhao Chuan's body, while inserting it through his clothes.
Wang Decai just didn't care about anything and used whatever moves he could think of. If he knew how to use the tricks of monks and Taoists, he would have already performed them.
The purpose of these coquettish operations was just to delay time. In fact, Wang Decai had no idea.
Wang Decai was observing Zhao Chuan's changes while acting.
It only took about ten breaths for Zhao Chuan to put the Third Transformation Yang-Returning Pill into his mouth, and Zhao Chuan's complexion changed significantly, quickly turning from pale to blood-colored.
When Wang Decai saw this, he stopped pretending to slap him and felt incredible.
Noticing that Wang Decai's expression had changed, Wu Zuo's expression also changed, and he approached suspiciously. As soon as he got closer, he was stunned, "This, this..."
Wu Zuo turned to look at the county magistrate. Before the government officials not far away came back to their senses, Zhao Chuan on the ground had already sat up.
Zhao Chuan sat up and looked around in a daze. Even more dazed than him were the county magistrate, the boss and a group of government officials.
"What's going on? Why am I lying here?" Zhao Chuan asked when he saw shopkeeper Wang from the medicine shop squatting next to him.
"Um..." Wang Decai paused and hurriedly said that I saved you. Why don't you rest in the guest room and lie down here in the front hall to do whatever you want? He was busy pulling out the silver needles from Zhao Chuan's body one by one. .
Wang Decai secretly thought that this third-turn Yang-Returning Pill is really easy to use, but he wonders if his wife still has one...
The county magistrate and others couldn't believe their eyes. Before they could recover from their surprise, Zhao Chuan stood up from the ground again and went up the stairs to go back to the guest room.
"Stop! Don't leave!" A government official came to his senses and shouted at Zhao Chuan.
The county magistrate came to his senses and ordered Wang Decai to revive the female corpse on the ground.
Wang Decai had to go over and continue to pretend to do the whole thing. After a while, he said that there was no way he could be saved. He had been dead for too long and had passed the hour. There was a cut on his neck and all the blood was gone...
Zhao Chuan said, why did you stop me? I want to go back to my room and sleep.
A government official said you had killed someone, where should you go?
Who did Zhao Chuan say he killed?
The yamen servant said that the female body was lying on the ground.
Zhao Chuan went over and took a look and said it was not me who killed her. Who saw that I killed this woman? I don't recognize this woman either.
Zhao Chuan asked who personally saw me kill this woman on the ground? No one responded.
The county magistrate was displeased and called the innkeeper, waiter and nearby neighbors over and asked if Zhao Chuan had killed someone. Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.
The county magistrate was furious, "You unscrupulous people, didn't you all say you were willing to testify and be held in bondage before?"
Someone immediately replied: There was a young man in Jinyi who said he would give us more money, but now that man has disappeared and he has not given us any money, who is still willing to give false testimony?
The county magistrate was furious, "You are so bold and cunning, you dare to tease me, and you want to confuse the county's case by giving false evidence. I will take you back to the Yamen and punish you!"
Upon hearing this, everyone dispersed and disappeared.
The innkeeper and the waiter also wanted to slip away, but were blocked by the government officials.
"Ha, if you can run away, a monk can't run away from the temple. If you are a shopkeeper, where can you run away?" A government official laughed.
At this moment, there was a creaking sound from the stairs, and a woman wearing a veil was coming downstairs from above.
The innkeeper and waiter opened their mouths in shock when they saw it, "Oh my, isn't this the princess? Isn't she dead?"
The shouts of the innkeeper and the waiter confused the county magistrate and the others. After some explanations by the innkeeper and the waiter, the others became even more confused.
The waiter said that it was certain that the princess was not dead, because ever since this woman was rescued by an old Taoist nun and sent to live in this store, I personally delivered meals to the room every day. Although she was always covered with a veil, her eyes, this I remember the figure and the clothes.
The veiled princess went downstairs and looked at the people in the front hall, scanning them with unclear eyes.
"Who are you?" the magistrate asked.
But the woman didn't reply. She glanced at the county magistrate in confusion and then went back upstairs.
The waiter said to the county master, don’t ask. This person is the princess that the young prince said, but I don’t know if it’s true. I only know that an old Taoist nun brought her to the hotel a few days ago. She said she was captured on the road. Those who were rescued from robbery may have been a little irritated, and they did not speak for several days, and hardly ate or drank...
"So the woman on the ground is not a princess?" The county magistrate pondered for a long time and suddenly said that he had been deceived. The young prince was indeed a fake. It seemed that there was something wrong with the corpse.
Wu Zuo also looked shocked and said, be careful, this corpse is really infected with the virus and plague.
The county magistrate said yes, I think so too, but the people who have the closest contact with this corpse are you and the shopkeeper Wang of the drug store. Simply, in order to take precautions, you should dispose of this corpse as soon as possible to avoid widespread infection.
As the county magistrate spoke, he backed away and ordered the government officials to leave quickly and return home.
Everyone left in a huff, leaving Wu Zuo and the medicine shop owner Wang Decai standing there stunned.
Zhao Chuan said he was a little dizzy and wanted to go upstairs to the guest room to sleep.
The innkeeper looked at Wu Zuo and the medicine shop shopkeeper Wang Decai, and was about to cry without tears. He said, "Can you please help me? I don't know where the fake young prince who came here at night got the female body from. I don't know where he got it. He can't leave it here." When guests come to do business, what's the point of putting it here? Help me, get it out of here quickly, I'll have good wine and food for you when I get back, plus extra money.
Wang Decai blinked for a long time and said it was none of my business? Am I still worried about getting infected? I have to go home quickly. I heard that if I get an infection that cannot be cured, I have to go home and drink some Lotus Qingwen soup to prevent it.
Wu Zuo hurriedly grabbed him and said with a flattering smile, brother, is your Lotus Qingwen Decoction also passed down from ancestors? Does it work against this plague? What are the ingredients?
Wang Decai glanced at him and said, you old man, of course this is inherited from my ancestors. Why, are you also afraid of death?
Wu Zuo said, brother, you have misunderstood. Although I am Wu Zuo, I am only a part-time worker and I am usually a doctor. The yamen asked me to do it, but I couldn't do it. If I didn't do it, my pharmacy would be closed down.
Wang Decai said that the ingredients are forsythia, honeysuckle, roasted ephedra, fried bitter almond, gypsum, isatis root, Mianma Guanzhong, Houttuynia cordata, patchouli, rhubarb, rhodiola, menthol, and licorice. You can see the ratio yourself. Let's do it.
When Wu Zuo heard this, he was overjoyed and said that the old man's name was Zhongsun Si. If you have time, you can come to Nanfeng County to have a drink with me and share the art of Qihuang. I opened a medicine shop in the east of the city called Huichuntang. I met my brother today. My medical skills, it seems I have to go back and smash the sign of Hui Chun Tang.
Wang Decai said don't smash it, you are always a senior, you must not smash your own sign because of my trivial matter.
The old man, Zhongsun Si, had to change his name even if he didn't want to do it. I don't dare to call it Huichun Hall anymore. You, who can return to the sun and revive people, only condescend to be the shopkeeper of a small town medicine shop. How can I have the dignity to call you Huichun Hall?
