Chapter 010 - Wu Chu Mountain Man

　　"The ancients considered the 'Riding Cloth' to be the world's most obscene thing, and it was also called the 'Moon Moon Belt', but it's not called that anymore." Wu Chu Mountain Man said. 　　"What is it called now?" Hansheng pursued, thinking to himself that he hoped that this item would be easy to get his hands on. 　　"Menstrual Belt." Wu Chu Mountain Man said in a serious manner. 　　"What! Menstrual Belt ......" Hansheng was shocked, then his face rose scarlet, this was too embarrassing. 　　The original riding cloth was actually the menstrual belt, something every woman has, alas, why didn't the Qing Nang Jing explain it clearly? It seems that Hua Tuo is also really ...... 　　"What about the 'Thunder Strike Riding Cloth'? What about it again?" Hansheng slowed down and continued to ask. 　　Wu Chu Mountain Man's face changed at his words, and his gaze fixed on Hansheng. 　　"How do you know about this 'Thunder Strike Riding Cloth'?" He asked. 　　With a chill in his heart, Hansheng could only say, "There is a medicine that needs to be used as a guide." 　　In the middle of the day, Mount Wu Chu's countenance gradually eased and his tone softened. 　　He said, "In nature, one cloud in the sky carries a positive charge and another carries a negative charge, and the intersection of the two clouds produces lightning. In terms of the I Ching, positive and negative are actually yin and yang. The positive electricity in the sky is attracted to the negative object on the ground, and the electric current instantly connects, producing high heat that burns the negative object on the ground, which is a lightning strike." 　　"Then what on the ground is a yin object?" Feeling refreshed by the words spoken by the Wu Chu Mountain Man, Chansheng was busy pursuing the question. 　　"Lightning strikes are all directed at yin organisms." Wu Chu Shanren replied. 　　"Is it a woman?" Chanson said speculatively. 　　Wu Chu Mountain Man laughed, shook his head, and said, "No, some organisms have accumulated a lot of yin substances on their bodies over time, such as mammalian fox fairies, weasels, and reptilian pythons, etc., which the Buddhists and Taoists call 'unclean', and often lightning strikes are directed at these organisms. " 　　"I see, in the opera, it is said that lightning strikes thousand year old trees or ancient towers or whatever because there are these feminine organisms hidden in the trees and towers, that's why they attract lightning strikes." Hansheng suddenly realized. 　　"It's true that the children are teachable." Mount Man Wu Chu looked at Hansheng with a smile. 　　Mount Man Wu Chu paused, then seemed puzzled as he asked Han Sheng, "How did you use such a strange medicine guide?" 　　"It was passed down from our family's ancestors," Cold Sheng did not want to tell him the real origin and use yet, he then asked, "Is that 'Thunder Strike Riding Cloth' a menstrual belt that has been struck by lightning? " 　　"Precisely." Mount Wu Chu replied. 　　"Could it be that those animals also use menstrual belts?" Chanson couldn't help but laugh out loud. 　　"Why not?" Wu Chu Mountain Man asked rhetorically. 　　Chansheng froze dumbfounded ...... 　　Wu Chu Shanren laughed loudly and walked out of the room, chanting poetry indistinctly if curly: "The day of the goer has been estranged, the day of the living has been close. Out of the Guo door straight to see, but see the mound and grave. Ancient graves are plowed into fields, and pines and cypresses are destroyed for fuel. The poplars are full of sad winds, and they are so sad that they kill people!" 　　Cold Sheng on the ancient poetry is never familiar, but Wu Chu mountain chanting poem into the ear is very listen to, especially that sentence "ancient tomb plowed into a field", so that he associated with that thousand years of ancient tombs, this huge Central Plains under the ground, do not know how many unknown secrets it. 　　Looking out the window, the sky is dark, Hansheng heart is not without anxiety, his father may still be sitting at the dinner table waiting for his return, the big yellow dog Bumfuck may still be guarded under the old pine tree. 　　He lifted the quilt, try to move the right leg, gusts of pain, with a hand to try to wrench, but also sudden pain like cracks, the heart understands that the original leg bone has been broken. As the saying goes, "a hundred days of injury", without three months of recuperation, broken leg is not healed, but they do not have the time. 　　The Green Bag Sutra? 　　Hansheng tried to recall the scripture, hoping to find a cure. 　　Liang Shang Dust ...... plus the child drowning white as a guide, he looked up to the roof, those years of broken grass roof has hanging down countless dust filaments, this is Liang Shang Dust, counting should be enough. That medicine guide drowned white is the white sediment of urine overnight, but what about the child? Hansheng recalled twenty years of life and finally confirmed that he was a child without a doubt. 　　"Dinner is served, white rice and dried mountain rats, smells good, doesn't it?" Wu Chu Mountain Man walked in with steaming rice. 　　The clear fragrance of the rice mixed with the fatty aroma of the mountain rat meat was truly mouthwatering, and Hansheng couldn't help but gulp. 　　"My father still doesn't know that something has happened to me, so I want to go back home as soon as possible, I have a prescription here, and I also need to trouble you to help me take the medicine down." Hansheng said. 　　"Take it down? Where do I have any medicine here." Wu Chu Mountain Man was puzzled. 　　Hansheng pointed his finger at the filaments of dust hanging down from the roof and said, "These dusts are called 'Dust on the Beam', and they are good medicine for bone injuries, so please sweep them down." 　　"Good, but let's eat first." Mount Wu Chu promised. 　　Cold Sheng had suffered from the misfortune and the rain, at this moment, he had already been hungry and eager to eat, so he didn't humble himself and took the bowl and chopsticks and ate. 　　The taste of dried mice is really great, think of hiding in the rocky crevices of the mountain mice mother and her children, Hansen actually hidden compassion. 　　"Do animals really use menstrual belts?" Chansheng asked as he ate. 　　"It seems you don't believe in it, I can take you to see it, but it has to be a thunderstorm day." Wu Chu Mountain Man said. 　　After dinner, Wu Chu Mountain Man swept down all the dust filaments on the roof as promised, gathered them onto a piece of white paper and wrapped them up, and placed them on the table. 　　"Do you have a jar of urine?" Hansheng asked. 　　Wu Chu Mountain Man took out a glass jar and laughed, "I've already prepared it, I never settle in nature myself, you need to rest early, have something to say tomorrow." 　　Wu Chu Mountain Man set up a makeshift plank bed in the next stove room, and chanted a few more ancient poems, then snored already. 　　Chansheng pissed as much as he could inside the glass bottle, but hopefully it would be enough. 　　The night in the valley, pattering rain on the branches of the trees, rustling, urging people to sleep. 　　Pops, are you still awake, you must still be looking forward to the cold life ...... 　　Clumsy, still waiting under the old pine tree ......