Otherworldly Merchant

“Let me tell you a story about Sun Bin!” I took a deep breath and said: "Pang Trickle made Sun Tickle look like this, even turned him into a cripple. According to the theory, Sun Tickle should hate Pang Tickle? Later, however, Qi and Wei started a war. Sun Xin used his plan to block Pang Trickle Road, but did not kill him. Instead, he let Pang Trickle go, claiming that Pang Trickle had committed suicide. ”

“Pang Trickle was so guilty that he was ready to go back to his master's haunted valley to continue his practice. As a result, a few years later, Sun Xuan acquired a strange disease. He sought out a doctor, but could not help but go to the Master Ghost Valley. At this time, Pang Trickle had already had amazing medical treatment. He carried out acupuncture treatment on Sun Xin, eventually allowing Sun Xin to survive. The two of them jointly studied ghost doctors, each taking their length, to their short, to achieve the brilliance of ghost doctors today...”

“Imagine if Sun Bin hadn't let Pang Trickle go, who would have saved him when he was seriously ill? How can a ghost doctor be so radiant? Repriminating with virtue is a traditional virtue of China, and more, saving a blessing for yourself. ”

“The ghost doctor inherited not only Sun Yan's medicine, but also Sun Yan's heart of tolerance! ”

I don't even know why I feel so much at this moment, saying so much in one breath.

The old witch doctor frowned and glanced at the little widow, but the little widow turned her head to the side angrily: “Mother, I listen to you, do what you say. ”

The old witch doctor sighed heavily, then filled the pot with a little water, pinched several red-bodied insects and threw them into the pot. Tell me the poison can be solved by feeding the water to the villagers.

I said, "Now the villagers are walking dead, I'm afraid I can't feed them! And just this little water, it's not enough. ”

The old witch doctor smiled slightly and glanced at the little widow: "Go on, help him. ”

Although angry, the little widow dared not work against the old witch doctor and had to follow me.

When I found the villagers, my head went wild.

Some of them had actually gone into the creek, and the next second the river was going to overflow.

I looked at the little widow and asked the little widow to help me.

The little widow pulled out a bell, rocked at a rhythm, and Tinker Bell's voice spread far in the air.

And as this strange sound sounded, I found that the villagers gradually got intuitive and stopped moving forward. Instead, they looked around somehow, and then they lost strength and fell all over the floor.

Five minutes later, almost everyone woke up and wondered why they were here. Immediately followed by endless panic, crying for his mother to run into the village.

I pacified the people and ran to the creek, dragging out all those who struggled in the water.

In my comfort, everyone finally calmed down, and I arranged for you to take the antidote again.

After drinking it all, people's symptoms still remain unresolved.

Niu Dazhuang looked at me angrily: "You liar, you said you could solve the pussy today, but you almost killed the whole village, I'm going to unload you! ”

“Yes, kill him, kill him, he did us harm, now the Landlord is even angrier, he's going to take our lives. ”

I glanced helplessly at the villagers and said, "Come on, don't yell. From now on, your illness will get better slowly, thanks to the old witch doctor! The landlord dreamed of the old witch doctor and told her to detoxify the whole village as long as you stopped moving that hill. The old witch doctor has promised that the land master will no longer move the mountain, so the land master has told the old witch doctor the antidote. What you drank was the antidote, and now you are all safe...”

The people still questioned me, and I couldn't prove it, so I told them that I would not leave until they had recovered.

The people were finally a little convinced, and I hurried to inform their families and pull them all back.

It seems that the farmers should also be controlled, sleepy, unable to wake up any movement, and eventually slowly open their eyes in the whistle of the little widow.

It's not that these farmers are not poisoned, they just don't show up. I suspect that there are two reasons for this, the first is that these farmers are not the masters of the mountain digging, and the second is that the old witch doctor and the little widow are the means to protect themselves. If the whole village is poisoned, they are the only ones who are not poisoned, which will certainly arouse the villagers' suspicion.

When we went back, Li Mazi and I were once again locked up in a land temple. I'm quite helpless about this, and I even kind of understand the way old witch doctors and little widows deal with villagers...

If it were me, I'd have killed them already, wouldn't I?

But instead of being angry, I complained about it with virtue and told them to pay attention to cleaning their wounds during the week. It would be better to buy some hydrogen dioxide to rinse and speed up their recovery.

I firmly believe that retaliation with virtue will give me a reward, but I didn't expect it to come back too soon.

Almost the next morning, Niu Dazhuang rushed into the temple. Instead of abducting him this time, he walked in on his own, though a bit colliding, but much better than the other day.

Niu Dazhuang told me with excitement that the wounds had been scabbed and were no longer itchy and could still feel the pain.

I'm relieved, just feel it, and what worries me most now is that I don't feel it on my knees.

Niu Dazhuang's symptoms were originally the lightest, so he recovered the fastest, and he was in the mood.

As for the other villagers, although Niu Dazhuang did not recover quickly, the symptoms also improved markedly. Me and Li Mazi's status, also the height of the boat, became their ‘lifesaver'.

Old witch doctors and little widows enjoy the same treatment as we do, because I told the villagers before that they can recover, and the best thing to thank is old witch doctors and little widows, after all, the antidote they dispense.

The old witch doctor and the little widow received a lot of relief from the villagers for two days, and the rice delivery of the meat filled their homes.

The old witch doctor also approached me and thanked me face to face, saying that if it had not been for me, they would have almost made a big mistake.

About a week later, the villagers recovered and Li Mazi gradually improved.

When I told Li Mazi the truth, Li Mazi just couldn't help but sigh.

I was a little helpless to ask him what he was sighing about. Isn't everything settled now?

But Li Mazi looked at me, saying that he was still trying to develop feelings with the little widow. Now it seems that the little widow has a relationship with herself, purely to hurt herself.

I laughed and said, "How do you know people don't mean anything to you? I think she looks at you a little differently. Why don't you give it a try and I'll hook you up? ”

At my instigation, Li Mazi did launch a crazy offensive against the little widow, bought her a lot of things, volunteered to help her farm, and even decorated her house.

I didn't realize there was a real door to this. The little widow offered to go with Li Mazi to go around the big city and see the outside world.

What does this mean? Everyone knows that Li Mazile stayed up all night and left Baisha Village with a little widow at dawn.

Sometimes hatred is like a barrel of gasoline, and the more you fuel it, the more it burns.

Alternatively, there are often unexpected gains to be made when one treats others with a sense of tolerance and indifference.

May everyone have a grandchild's heart! Or the world would be better.