"My little friends don't know, but Haojia Village is fed by water from the Lianghe River. This river stretches for dozens of miles and connects to the Luliang Mountains from the Yellow River. Every year during the flood season, the river water flows backwards, bringing a lot of river fresh food."

Zhang Zhongjing led the way, and little Aning followed behind, walking with Wei Cheng. Her little eyes glanced at Wei Cheng's backpack from time to time. She was curious how Wei Cheng packed so many cooking utensils into such a small backpack.

Wei Cheng and Zhang Zhongjing inquired about the current situation and asked that the epidemic in Haojia Village was serious and many people had died, so they planned to go over to help and learn from their idols.

Zhang Zhongjing continued: "What is unexpected is that this time the river water poured in, it brought a large number of floating corpses."

Little Aning, who was following him, nodded repeatedly and said with a pale face: "Yeah, it's so scary. There are dead people in the river. If you get closer, you can smell the stench. Those dead people all have yellow scarves on their heads. Brother Hao."

Said it was the Yellow Turban Army."

Wei Cheng's expression changed. The words of the Yellow Turban Army, doesn't it mean that the plot of the Three Kingdoms has just begun?

While he was thinking wildly, Zhang Zhongjing, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped, raised his head and shouted upward: "Is the sword here? We are back from collecting herbs."

Wei Cheng was stunned for a moment, then looked up and realized that the three of them had reached the bottom of a cliff. The cliff was obscured by dense forest. Through the treetops, one could see the smooth cliff, which was about twenty or thirty meters above the ground.

Just then a head poked out.

The people above looked at Wei Cheng warily, and Zhang Zhongjing explained: "Don't panic, Wei Xiaoyou is a member of the same profession as me. His medical skills are not inferior to mine. I am here just to treat illnesses and save people."

The person above listened and responded with a strange accent. Seeing that he was shouting with red face and ears, but in fact he couldn't hear the loud voice, and he was a bit short of breath. Wei Cheng immediately made a conclusion about him.

Not long after, a wooden board with four corners pulled by hemp ropes was lowered from the cliff.

It's about two square meters, so it won't be a problem for three people to stand on it.

Wei Cheng vaguely heard the sound of wooden turbines moving, and just when he felt it was novel, Zhang Zhongjing sighed and said: "This mountain is called Pingding Mountain. There is a flat land with a radius of three or four miles on the mountain. In order to avoid the war, the people of Haojia Village can only

Live up there and be isolated from the rest of the world.”

As they spoke, the three of them were already pulled to the top of the mountain.

Looking around, just as Zhang Zhongjing said, the mountain is a large platform surrounded by cliffs. It is a good place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Unfortunately, it is too difficult to get up and down. The cliffs are very smooth, and it is difficult to climb without any strength.

Can't climb up.

The villagers made a rough lifting platform with wooden wheels. The simple pulley group looked quite high-tech. It can be seen that the wisdom of the ancients was not much lower than that of later generations, but it was limited to materials. You must know that the middle-aged man who just pulled them up looked

There was no strength at all to go up.

Standing still, he faced two middle-aged men with dark skin, purple lips, and ragged clothes who looked at Wei Cheng warily.

Zhang Zhongjing was explaining something to an old man.

Hearing that a good medicine for dysentery had been found, the old man's expression softened a little, and he looked at Wei Cheng with more kindness in his eyes.

He explained to the middle-aged man on the side. The two middle-aged men looked overjoyed, and the vigilance in their eyes was gone.

At this time, little Aning pulled Wei Cheng's sleeves and said, "Brother Wei, don't be afraid. The uncles are kind-hearted. If those officers and soldiers weren't so bullying, they would actually be very hospitable."

Wei Cheng smiled and nodded at the three people. He had just heard from Zhang Zhongjing that Haojia Village originally lived on the edge of the Liang River. It was a rich and fertile land. The people in the village were self-sufficient and contented themselves.

Unfortunately, the good times came to an end last month.

The army, who didn't know where it came from, occupied their homes, raped the women, and devoured their stored food.

The villagers had nothing to eat, so they had to survive on wild vegetables and roots. They drank corpse water from the Liang River and contracted dysentery.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the clan elders organized the villagers to flee overnight. In Haojia Village, which originally had a population of more than 500 people, only about 300 people actually escaped, and now they all live on this flat-topped mountain.

The old man ordered the two middle-aged men to continue guarding the lift platform, and led Wei Cheng and the others to a place where people gathered.

As soon as I walked closer, I was hit by a stench.

Wei Cheng instinctively took out a mask from his backpack and put it on. This mask was an N95.

Seeing the curious look on little Aning's face, he handed one to her.

Little Aning imitated him and put it on his face. Only a pair of big black eyes were exposed on his small face, which was very cute.

"It doesn't stink anymore!" she shouted excitedly.

Zhang Zhongjing and the old man looked back and asked curiously: "Little friend Wei, what is this?"

He saw many novel things in Wei Cheng, such as the cooking utensils, bowls and chopsticks, and the backpack.

Wei Cheng simply took out the remaining masks, gave one to Zhang Zhongjing, and gave one to the old man.

He said: "Try to put it on. This thing is called a mask. It can prevent you from being infected with most miasma."

There is no concept of bacteria in this era. When talking about miasma, both Zhang Zhongjing and the old man have expressions of understanding. Especially Zhang Zhongjing, who puts on the mask thoughtfully, always feels inspired, with cloudy eyes.

It gradually became brighter.

Wei Cheng continued: "My father-in-law, the villagers' excrement contains a lot of poisonous substances. If they are excreted at will, even if you cure the disease, the disease will relapse within a few days. The best way is to dig a hole.

Let the villagers go to the toilet in one place."

It's not that Wei Qing is talkative or has a mysophobia, but he has seen a lot of scurrying babies along the way. With such sanitary conditions, let alone living with people, it is almost enough to raise voodoos. It is simply a natural breeding ground for mosquitoes and flies.

Egg pool.

The old man was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhang Zhongjing without knowing why.

Zhang Zhongjing was thoughtful. He looked at the mask in his hand, thought about something again, and finally looked at Wei Cheng gratefully and said, "What you said makes sense, I seem to have found the answer to many of my previous confusions."

He looked at the old man beside him and said, "Brother Da Dao, just do as Wei Xiaoyou said. It won't take much effort to dig a big hole."

Hearing what Zhang Zhongjing said, the old man nodded in agreement. Now he listens to Zhang Zhongjing in everything. As long as he can cure the villagers' diseases, let alone dig a hole, there is no problem for him to dig a hole and bury himself.

I heard from little Aning that the old man's name was Dadao. He was a blacksmith and was also the nominal village leader of Haojia Village. Hao Dadao had three daughters and one son. That son was the elder brother Hao that Aning mentioned. He was two years older than her and belonged to the old family.

When I got a son, my illness was unclear.

Hao Dadao's eldest daughter and second daughter work as maids for wealthy families in the city and have not been around since they were young. The third daughter had a scar on her face because she was burned by a fire when she was a child. No one wanted her, so she had to stay with her. The name is a bit strange.

My name is Hao Niang.

While they were talking, everyone came to an open area. Dozens of simple thatched huts formed a large circle, with a fire burning in the middle. Several women were handling a big tiger, and many children were watching eagerly.

The tiger's head is drooling.

Seeing the old man and Zhang Zhongjing walking towards him, a tall man came over, cupped his fists and saluted Zhang Zhongjing, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, sir. We caught a big insect today. I will send someone to give you a front leg to satisfy your hunger."

Wei Cheng had sharp eyes and could tell at first glance that the tiger was male.

Judging from the size, it is not very big. It has a shadow of the South China tiger, but the pattern is a bit more like a civet cat and a leopard. It may be a subspecies of hybrid tiger. However, even if it is a hybrid tiger, it is still very valuable.

.

I saw a woman holding a rusty ax and aiming at that thing. Good thing, it didn't cut it off.

Just when Wei Cheng was hesitating whether to step forward to save the thing, Zhang Zhongjing said: "Xizi, damn, keep that tiger whip for me. It can be used as medicine and can be used to replenish the health of the men in the village."

Hao Dadao also said: "Yes, the shape complements the shape, maybe there will be a few more little guys next year."

The woman didn't hesitate, she looked at the man not far away, nodded with understanding, and her movements of lifting the ax became much gentler in an instant.

Zhang Zhongjing and Hao Dadao looked at each other and smiled, then turned back to Wei Cheng and Aning and said: "Little friend Wei, I'm going to make the medicinal soup first, and let Aning accompany you for a walk. Although the top of the mountain is not large, the scenery is

But it’s excellent.”

Wei Cheng learned the etiquette of the ancients and cupped his hands, "Teacher, please excuse me."

Aning said cheerfully: "Don't worry, Aweng, Brother Wei, just leave it to me."

Watching the two of them leave, little Aning pulled Wei Cheng's sleeve and said, "Brother Wei, I will take you to eat something good."

Wei Cheng looked puzzled. After eating the instant noodles he cooked, what else could make little Aning so greedy?

Following her to the destination, Wei Cheng was startled.

I saw a middle-aged man skinning dozens of snakes. Many of those snakes were highly venomous.

When the middle-aged man saw An Ning coming, he smiled kindly at her. When he saw Wei Cheng again, a trace of fear and confusion flashed in his eyes.

Aning explained immediately, and the middle-aged man bowed respectfully to Wei Cheng, looking very humble.

Wei Cheng returned the favor with his hand, and the middle-aged man was quite flattered.

Aning said: "Uncle Mute, come and try some snake gallbladder."

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, and Wei Cheng realized that he couldn't speak, but he seemed to be able to hear voices.

I saw him skillfully picking up a white-headed viper and using a small bone knife to pick out the snake's gallbladder. There was not a drop of blood in the whole process, and his technique was clean and neat. It was obvious that he had done this kind of work often.

Aning took the snake gallbladder, handed it to Wei Cheng and said, "Brother Wei, eat it quickly. This is a good thing. Aweng said it can clear the liver and improve eyesight. It also has many magical effects. It is a great tonic."

Wei Cheng took the snake gallbladder. This stuff is of course a good thing. Snake gallbladder is rich in trace elements such as copper, iron, calcium, magnesium, vitamins C, E, etc. They play a role in maintaining hormones in the human body and delaying body aging and other life activities.

plays an important role.

Studies have shown that regular consumption of snake gallbladder can regulate the internal environment of the human body, improve body circulation, enhance immunity, and achieve the purpose of treating external diseases internally. The effect is excellent.

However, as a pharmaceutical graduate, Wei Cheng did not dare to eat snake gall raw. Although the gift from nature is good, it also contains a lot of dangers, such as parasites and various bacilli.

With a thought in mind, Wei Cheng took out a stainless steel flask from his backpack, a palm-sized flask. It contained 52-degree liquor. Although the alcohol concentration was a little lower, the sterilization effect was still a little bit good.

Wei Cheng was so prodigal that he rinsed the snake gallbladder with white wine first, then took a sip of white wine and swallowed the snake gallbladder alive.

When I looked up, I happened to see the dumb uncle looking regretful at the wine spilled on the floor.

Wei Cheng smiled and handed him the wine bottle, indicating that he could drink whatever he wanted.
To be continued...