Chapter 012 - Green Silk Purse

　　Cold Sheng did not close his eyes for the night, from time to time there were bursts of severe pain in his legs, finally waited until dawn, he lifted up the glass bottle, and found that the bottom of the bottle had accumulated a thick layer of drowned white. 　　"Thirty-six peaks are clear, the snow is canceled, and the arashtrays are born. The moon stays for three nights, and spring leads to four mountains. The distant grass contains color at the beginning, the cold birds have not yet changed their voices. The highest stone in the Eastern Rock is the only one with my name on it." The sound of poetry chanting resounded next door again, and Wu Chu Mountain Man woke up. 　　"Little brother, did you sleep well last night?" Mount Wu Chu walked through the door. 　　Hansheng shook his head and said, "I didn't sleep all night, can Uncle Mountain Man help me apply medicine and find a pair of splints?" 　　"Of course." Wu Chu Mountain Man replied. 　　Chansheng in the mountain man's help, remove pants, at the moment the entire right leg has been swollen and bruised blue-purple, tibiofibular bone in the middle of the calf, that is, the lateral fracture of the facing bone, after checking and there is no open wounds, Chansheng then put down his heart, this kind of fracture can be fixed after reset by splints and casts. 　　Wu Chushanren reset the leg bone under Chansheng's guidance, and then was amazed to see that Chansheng stirred the white precipitate mixed with dust filaments inside the glass bottle and applied it evenly on the leg. 　　"Chinese medicine is incredible!" The mountain man sighed and took out a clean old bed sheet torn into long strips to help Hansheng wrap his right leg, then went out to find two wooden boards and clamped them on both sides of his leg before wrapping them tightly with layers of cloth. 　　Hansheng full of gratitude looking at the forehead slightly sweating mountain man, said: "I do not know how to thank you well." 　　Wu Chu Mountain Man laughed and said, "The same people are at the end of the world, why say thank you, are you still eating dried mountain rats this morning?" 　　Hansheng nodded his head. 　　Cold Sheng had handled a few broken bone patients with his father before, without more than three months is absolutely not good, and anti-inflammatory and change the medicine trouble. This kind of strange treatment from the Qing Nang Jing was simply unimaginable, besides, it stated that the medicine only needed to be used once, and could be healed in seven days. 　　A cold and cozy feeling came from where the fractured part of the calf was, and the medicine started. 　　Mount Wu Chu brought breakfast. Thin rice plus a dish of dried pickled mountain pepper and mountain rat, and Hansheng ate it with relish. 　　"You live alone in this mountain all year round, don't you feel bored?" Hansheng asked. 　　The mountain man smiled lightly and said, "You grew up in the mountains and don't know the dangers of the outside world, so it's good that you don't have so many desires. I am just tired of the hypocrisy and deceit in the capital, not willing to be in the same stream, so I hid in this big place mountain, living an idyllic life of returning to the basics." 　　"But what about your family? Do you have children?" Hansheng asked with concern. 　　"Alas, once there were ......" The mountain man was full of despondency and fell into a deep reminiscence. For a long time, he told a euphemistic and poignant story to Chansheng. 　　I have been flag people, since childhood in the capital grew up, both parents died. Originally taught at Peking University, young and proud, pointing out the mountains and denouncing the ills of the times, the 1957 campaign, was eventually branded as a rightist, and decentralized to a small village in the Weihe Plain in Guanzhong, Shaanxi Province. 　　At that time, it was difficult to resolve the grievances, and soon became ill with depression. The landlord was a simple and loyal peasant couple with a daughter named Hexiang. Farmer's girl, hard-working straight, comb two big braids, people also look dignified, ten miles eight villages have come to matchmaking, but Huoxiang all to the refusal. 　　She took good care of me, often sitting next to my couch with affection, I'm a man of blood, naturally know what she means, but I'm a rightist, must not involve the honest farmers. But, day by day, I fell in love, it is difficult to hold myself, and then, finally, one day, Huoxiang pregnant. 　　I decided to marry her and returned to the capital to sell my ancestral home, intending to spend my life rooted in Guanzhong, farming and staying with Huoxiang for the rest of my life. I still remember the morning of the day I left, Hexiang red-faced quietly stuffed a purse to me, and then turned his head and ran away. I opened it, inside is a strand of green silk on the head of Huo Xiang, I understand that she is to show me, she would like to be with me for a lifetime of unchanging will. 　　I went to the capital to quickly deal with all the things, and when I returned, the Weinan flood, flooded Tongguan, the village and Huoxiang family are gone. I went crazy looking for them along the way, searching all over Guanzhong, and finally fell ill. More than a year later, I finally regained a life, and had to go back to Heilongjiang under the exhaustion. Later, I went back to Guanzhong, the village has long since ceased to exist, I was disheartened, vowed celibacy, so far whenever the moon is full and cold night, I will take out the purse, looking at the strands of silk and sad tears. 　　Wu Chu mountain man wiped away the tears in the corner of his eyes, ending this sentimental and tragic story. 　　At this moment, Hansheng, has long been full of tears. 　　Hansheng thought, this Wu Chu mountain people seem to be proud and noble, but also a person of temperament, its heart is hidden in such a euphemistic and sorrowful section of love, really sad. 　　"Then how did you come to this place name mountain again?" Hansheng asked. 　　"Seven or eight years ago, I decided to find a mountain clear and beautiful deep mountain seclusion, all the way south to wuyuan, landed here, the end of this life." Mount Wu Chu man sighed. 　　Hansheng silent, the original human world of love is can be so life and death ah! He had never thought before that the Lan'er in the bazaar was going to repay him with her body, it seemed to be somewhat similar to the love of the mountain man uncle, thinking of this, his heart surprisingly welled up with warmth. 　　"How can I find the 'Thunder Strike Riding Cloth'?" Chansheng decided that he would cure Lan'er's face no matter what. 　　Mount Wu Chu looked at Hansheng and said, "Finding that thing is a big risk, are you going to cure someone important?" 　　Hansheng's face slightly reddened, lowered his head and said, "A girl." 　　Wu Chu Mountain Man nodded his head and said, "Oh, I see, she must be a good girl. Well, tonight is the day of the thunderstorm, with any luck, I'll be able to go get it back for you." 　　"I'll go with you." Chanson said. 　　"Your legs aren't good enough for bed rest." Mountain Man shook his head. 　　"That's okay, you watch!" With those words, Hansheng moved his body to get out of bed, trembling and surprisingly standing on the ground. 　　Wu Chu Mountain Man looked on in surprise, seeing that Cold Sheng did not even show a trace of pain, feeling very puzzled. 　　"Your family's ancestral secret recipe is really something!" He exclaimed. 　　Wu Chu Shanren went outside to find a wooden stick, and Hansheng tried to walk on the ground with the stick for a few steps, basically without pain. It seemed that the Green Bag Sutra was indeed ghostly and deserved to be recognized as a generation of wondrous books. 　　"Uncle Mountain Man, why do you say that there is a great danger in searching for the 'Thunder Strike Riding Cloth'?" Hansheng asked. 　　"We will know for ourselves tonight!" Mount Man Wu Chu paused and sold a little story. 　　"Is there definitely a thunderstorm tonight?" Hansheng asked again uneasily. 　　"I've been in the Great Place Mountain for seven or eight years, I've familiarized myself with the climate here, don't worry, there will definitely be a thunderstorm tonight, hopefully that thing will appear." Wu Chu Mountain Man was quite confident and said. 　　"Do we still need to prepare anything?" Hansheng was still a bit worried. 　　"Needed, I'll go and prepare the shotgun bullets, you rest well, nourish your spirit, and set off after dark." The mountain man said and went out to get ready. 　　Tonight, what kind of animal is that? How do you still need a shotgun ......