Chapter 018 - Uninvited Guests

　　Early in the morning, Chansheng seemed to feel something in his sleep, and opened his eyes in a daze; his father was sitting on the edge of his bed, silently watching him. 　　"Pops, what's wrong with you?" Chanson said with a yawn. 　　"You're hiding something from me, aren't you?" Father asked softly. 　　Cold Sheng was momentarily speechless, not knowing how to answer. 　　"Cold Sheng, you tell old dad that the formula for the Green Wood Silkworm to cure the Iceman's Disease has another origin, right? There is absolutely no way in the world today that someone would order such a strange formula, and if I remember correctly, you met Auntie Hexiang when we were both in the market last time, and you had an accident the next day after you came back, and only after that did you meet that what's-his-name mountain man, Hansheng, you just can't lie since you were a child." Father's gaze was filled with compassion. 　　Chansheng's heart was hot, tears in his eyes. 　　"Pops ......," Chansheng blurted out. 　　"Hush," father stretched out his index finger at his mouth and shook it, said, "No need to say, I know you must have difficult to say, otherwise you will not be to old father are not told, including the formula you heal their leg injury and the outside of the little girl's face wrapped in the medicine, are the same. Hansheng, old dad is actually happy for you in his heart, the descendants of the Zhu family have not been ashamed of their ancestors after all." 　　"Old father!" With tears in his eyes, Hansheng ambled onto his father's lap. 　　"Good boy, stand up straight, the way of a healer lies in virtue. Child, remember, the world regardless of rich or poor, no distinction between noble and lowly, treating the sick equally, you don't have to be confined to this small mountain village in the future, get out of here, go outside, there are still many helpless poor people in the world similar to HuoXiang and LanEr, waiting for you to cure them." Father also dripped tears. 　　"Old father," Hansheng raised his head, "don't worry, I will, Hansheng aspires to hang on to the world from now on, to be a good barefoot doctor like old father." 　　"Alas, the jianghu is dangerous!" Father sighed longingly. 　　Lan'er and her mother had made breakfast in the stove early in the morning, red camphor thin rice, the aroma spreading. Hansheng saw Lan'er wrapped in cloth, eyes are blind still helping busy work, the heart is hot, this is the feeling of home ah, remembering that he lost his mother since childhood, can not help but another burst of sour. 　　His leg injury has been mostly healed, the "Green Bag Sutra" is really famous, from now on, he is afraid that he will really have to hang the pot to help the world. At this moment, he experienced the thrill of healing the sick and saving people, and also understood the sadness of Hua Tuo's unfulfilled ambition back then, don't worry, Senior Divine Physician, Cold Sheng will continue to fulfill your last wish, to be a generation of Barefoot Divine Physician, and wander the world. 　　"Little brother, got up early!" Outside the bamboo fence stood Hong Kong Feng Shui Master Wu Daoming, dressed in a blue-gray suit and a patterned tie. 　　Father walked out of the room and said lightly, "Mr. Wu came to Nanshan Village early in the morning for something?" 　　Wu Daoming laughed and came into the yard, carrying a pork thigh in his hand. 　　"I've taken up residence in Nanshan Village, and from now on, we'll be neighbors for the time being. To be honest, I like this child Hansheng from the bottom of my heart, jade is not cut into a tool, as long as a little bit of nudging, he will surely have success in the future ah." 　　"You are ......" father pointed at the pig leg Wu Daoming was carrying. 　　"Cold Sheng has a leg injury, Chinese medicine 'make up for shape with shape', eat some pig legs, early recuperation of the injury. A small token of appreciation, please accept it." Wu Daoming said frankly. 　　This pig thigh is afraid to have twenty to thirty pounds, Dr. Zhu why do not know the shape of the food therapy is beneficial to the leg injuries of cold students, but suffering from the shyness of the bag, there is really no money to buy, but this person's heart is not right, it is best to respect and stay away from it. 　　"No merit, or please take it back!" Dr. Zhu said. 　　"What is unmerited? Hansheng cured the granny and do not mind its poor, give up the beloved earth eggs and not begrudge its treasure, this benevolence and medical ethics, from childhood that has shown its hanging pot to help the world style, I am today a slight expression of goodwill, the district of pig legs, what is the reward of it? Dr. Zhu walking in the jianghu, but also so pedantic?" Wu Daoming righteously said. 　　Dr. Zhu was actually speechless for a moment and could only say, "Mr. Wu, please." 　　Hansheng happily took the pork leg, after all, everyone has no oil in their stomachs in this era, it's good to replenish Lan'er her mother's weak body. 　　The tea was rough, steeped in a large coarse porcelain bowl looked shabby, Wu Daoming smiled slightly, picked up and drank. 　　"Painful, this kind of tea drinking method in Lingnan can never be seen, we are used to kung fu tea, tea chat, talk about all the things in the jianghu. Dr. Zhu has been living in Ganbei for a long time, he should also walk around, especially Hansheng, more experience in the jianghu will be very beneficial to him." Wu Daoming spoke eloquently. 　　Dr. Zhu nodded, speculating in his mind about the intent of this Master Wu's trip. 　　"This place is located in the Huangshan Mountain lineage, the mountains are clear and beautiful, the people are outstanding, Dr. Zhu can hear the 'five mountains return not to see the mountains, Huangshan Mountain return not to see the mountains' said, I see that this place has a shape to stop the gas storage, the transformation of all living things, the earth with the dragon rise of the situation, Dr. Zhu whether you agree with my opinion?" Wu Daoming said. 　　"I'm an ordinary country doctor, I don't understand these feng shui and stuff like that, besides, feng shui art is always a superstition in our place." Dr. Zhu responded. 　　Wu Daoming smiled, took another sip of tea, was about to open his mouth, glanced at Lan'er whose head was wrapped with cloth, couldn't help but be stunned, slightly pondered, his heart was clear, and deliberately asked under his breath, "Huh, how did this little girl wrap her head all up?" 　　Dr. Zhu only had to tell the truth: "She got a strange disease, so that the appearance of a strange change, is now under treatment." 　　"I dare say, this girl was originally a dignified and beautiful looking girl." Wu Daoming said meaningfully. 　　Wu Daoming's words reminded Dr. Zhu, he recalled that earlier, Hansheng had asked him about the "Blood Sobbing Disease", so Hansheng had already known about Lan'er's illness and started to treat it, this child is a warm-hearted person, this mother and daughter are alone, Hansheng is also in his early twenties, I just don't know what the girl looked like before she fell ill! I don't know what this girl looked like before she got sick, but I don't know what she looked like before she got sick. Dr. Zhu could not help but smile secretly. 　　"Why is Dr. Zhu laughing?" Wu Daoming looked at him in puzzlement. 　　"Oh, nothing, Mr. Wu hasn't had breakfast yet, right? If you don't mind, will you eat a little bit of rough tea and rice?" Dr. Zhu asked. 　　"Then I won't be polite." That Wu Daoming said and even took matters into his own hands, scooping up a bowl of thin rice and drinking it. 　　"Why does Mr. Wu live in the countryside, the living conditions here are so hard." Dr. Zhu asked. 　　"It is now the middle of the eleventh month of the year d, the end of the year is not far away, I'm here waiting to see the celestial wonders." Wu Daoming said seemingly offhandedly. 　　"What celestial wonders?" Dr. Zhu asked in surprise. 　　"The Yin Halo five-colored light." Wu Daoming said as he drank his rice. 　　"Yin halo five-colored light?" Dr. Zhu's heart trembled slightly. 　　"It's the Taiji Halo that sends out a five-colored aurora from the point whenever the cinnabar dragon crosses the shifts at the beginning of the year and goes straight to the bullfighter, only once in twelve years, a rare sight!" Wu Daoming put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth. 　　Out of the corner of his eye, Wu Daoming glimpsed Dr. Zhu's brows furrowed in silence, and secretly rejoiced in his heart that this old man had taken the bait. 　　Taiji Halo will actually glow? I do not know, the ancestral legacy has never been mentioned in this matter, this is true? Dr. Zhu was puzzled. 　　Wu Daoming saw it in his eyes and added, "Director Huang and Director Meng will be honored to come to Nanshan to watch this wondrous sight." 　　"Well." Dr. Zhu replied absentmindedly. 　　The words had already been handed out, so just take them as they come. Wu Daoming stood up and said, "The taste of this thin rice is really good, I'll take my leave first, you guys might want to consider my proposal of letting Hansheng follow me to learn the art of Yi, and he will soon be successful!" 　　Dr. Zhu escorted him out the door, and that Wu Daoming raised his head and left. 　　Did these people really just want to view the so-called five-colored aurora borealis? Their purpose was to find the Taiji Halo, and what were they going to do after they found it? 　　Dr. Zhu sulked.