Chapter 64 The Heavenly Physician of Youzhou, Uncle Sighs
The story of Uncle He is quite simple.
His former name was He Jiu, and he was just an ordinary cultivator who loved to study medicine.
In his youth, he traveled extensively throughout the land, seeking medicinal herbs to hone his medical skills and discover the secrets of medicine. Later, for reasons unknown, he boldly ventured alone into the desolate and barren Youzhou.
Caught off guard on his first visit, the boy collapsed from the cold on the street, only to be rescued by Shangguan Yang, a young master from the Shangguan family.
Shangguan Yang was a good person. He introduced He Jiu to the world's number one medical cultivator at that time—the Heavenly Physician Elder.
The Heavenly Physician smiled and said to He Jiu, "Your name is He Jiu. What a coincidence! I have eight disciples, so you will be my ninth disciple."
He Jiu said, "Okay, okay, is that so good?"
The old doctor smiled. Later, He Jiu realized that the old man was quite helpless.
He had always wanted to take on nine disciples, and Shangguan Yang wanted to be the ninth one. However, he was a poison cultivator, and the Heavenly Physician Elder always felt it was inappropriate. He was old and very stubborn, and he refused to take Shangguan Yang as his disciple no matter what.
Then He Jiu appeared, and Shangguan Yang thought, "Great, the Heavenly Doctor's wish can be fulfilled."
Shangguan Yang really thought that way. He helped find medicinal herbs, arranged food and lodging for the Heavenly Physician's disciples, and even respectfully greeted the Heavenly Physician every day. However, the Heavenly Physician never liked him. He always looked down on the child of the Poison Cultivator family, stubbornly disliking him.
In the end, Shangguan Yang didn't care anymore, and the Heavenly Doctor stubbornly passed away, but He Jiu felt extremely guilty.
Later, He Jiu stayed at the Shangguan family to help Shangguan Yang with his affairs. Even the book on Shangguan's antidote was co-authored by the two of them.
Because of this book, Shangguan Yang died, killed by his own family.
He Jiu still can't forget that day. In the midst of heavy snow, Shangguan Yang's face was pale and blue. The snow felt like needles pricking him, and his heart was clenching with unbearable pain. He Jiu held him and cried.
Shangguan Yang laughed and said, "Little Jiu, the poison you made is excellent, excellent, excellent!"
He Jiu, a middle-aged man, cried like a child in the cold snow. He cursed everyone in the Shangguan family except for Shangguan Yang, and finally understood why his master had always refused to accept Shangguan as his disciple—poison is the source of suffering in the heart.
Of all the poison cultivators in the Shangguan family for a century, only Shangguan Yang was a good person. He studied poison and sought medical treatment with utmost sincerity—it wasn't that the Heavenly Physician didn't want to accept him, but that he couldn't.
As the snowflakes fell, He Jiu seemed to hear the faint sigh of his master when Shangguan Yang greeted him every day.
Senior brother, I took your spot.
I watched you make poison every day and helped you detoxify. In the end, on a whim, I made a poison that had no antidote.
In the end, it was I who ruined you.
The chill was penetrating to the bone, and snow fell all over the sky; this is the origin of the cold snow of Youzhou.
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Inside the pharmacy, Uncle He sniffed the chill in the air, then laughed heartily. He said to the two young girls in front of him, "This poison was made by me, yet it was not made by me."
"When I say I am destined to meet these two young ladies, I truly mean it."
He said to Lin Fanxiang, "I recognized you as soon as you came in. Come to think of it, you look a lot like your great-aunt. She used to take the best care of me. Giving you this book will put my mind at ease."
"As for you, young lady,"
Uncle He changed the subject and looked at Qingyu again, "Hanxue is bitter poison. No matter how lightly you talk about it, you can't hide the bitterness..."
"But young lady is insightful. Life, old age, sickness, and death are all one's own. If you want to overcome the cold snow, you must put yourself in a life-or-death situation. My old deeds are not worth mentioning. I have learned a lot today. This book is an apology, but also a thank you."
Looking at her uncle's magnanimous face, Qingyu and Fanxiang exchanged a glance, and the girl smiled, "In that case, we will accept this book."
"Excuse me, where are you headed?"
"Hahahaha, I am too weak to go to the South China Sea. Besides, the poison of the cold snow cannot be cured by the young lady's prescription... I heard that Fengdu in Taishan is a ghost land, full of death energy. I, your uncle, plan to go there to do some research. If I succeed, I will die to save my life. If I lose, I will wait for the ghost to come and take me away."
"You're still young, who knows what the future holds? We'll meet again in Qingzhou!"
"Oh, and one more thing, if you ever really go to Youzhou, you must, you must, be careful of your superiors."
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The old man left with great composure. He said he had to go home and make some arrangements, so the restaurant would be closed for the rest of the year. He said he would see Lin Fanxiang again in Qingzhou. After saying that, he picked up a medicine box, urged Lin Fanxiang to take more herbs, waved them out, locked the door, pulled off the signboard, and left.
Holding the book, Qingyu sighed, "...Uncle He is a remarkable man."
Lin Fanxiang nodded while holding a large medicine box. "My great-aunt's name is Lin Pingping. She is the senior disciple of the Heavenly Physician Elder. My uncle should also be a disciple of the Heavenly Physician Elder."
Qingyu and Fanxiang were still watching the old man's retreating figure disappear in a flash when Zhang Xuan and the others arrived.
He walked over and took the large medicine box from Fan Xiang's hands. "You bought so much?"
Qingyu smiled and said, "Yes."
Qin Tianshu, fanning himself with a fan, walked over side by side with Wen Chuan. The scholar in blue robes asked, "Why did you come to the pharmacy, and even bought a book?"
Qingyu shook the dust off the book and said, "It's a good book, more expensive than this box of herbs."
Lin Fanxiang smiled, "I'll tell you the details later."
They nodded, and Wen Chuan handed the vegetables to Qin Tianshu. The boy stepped forward and took the book from Qing Yu's hand. The book was thick and covered in dust. Qing Yu was wearing new clothes today, so he didn't want to get it dirty.
Zhang Xuan: "It's almost noon, let's go eat first, and then we can go sightseeing."
Qingyu clapped her hands, shaking off the dust. "Let's go. By the way, did you buy anything?"
As the boys walked, Qin Tianshu stroked Cai Cai's fur and said, "Zhang Xuan bought a dagger, and Wen Chuan bought animal hides and such. They had someone deliver them back to Yunzhou Inn right there."
"By the way, this medicine box can also be sent to Yunzhou by someone; it's too heavy to carry around."
Qingyu asked, "Is this okay? It can be sent anywhere?"
Wen Chuan shook his head. The young man said gently, "Only Yunzhou can do it. We inquired and found that Luoxing Garden has a partnership with Yunzhou. The reason there are so many cultivators here recently is because of Yunzhou's auction on October 1st. Most of the cultivators are staying at Yunzhou, so there is a special route for delivering items from here to Yunzhou."
Qin Tianshu added, "That's why you have to be flexible in business. Look at this business line, it's controlled by Luo Xing and Yun Zhou. It's only because Yun Zhou has always insisted on the family inn that this business has expanded to all over the country."
"Who knows?" Lin Fanxiang lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then said calmly and gently.
"Yunzhou Inn was originally just a small inn in Feifan City. It was Yun Qing who transformed it into the number one inn in the North. Who knows, in the future, a descendant of the Yun family might set up an inn in the Nine Provinces, so that the world will know about the Dao of Tranquility."
Qingyu nodded, "That makes sense. It's just a pity that the demon race doesn't do these things, so it's hard to do this business."
Zhang Xuan was carrying a medicine box when the boy asked curiously, "Speaking of demons, the Chronicles of the Nine Provinces says that demons often live in the western regions. Is Qishan also there?"
“Yes,” Qingyu replied, after all, Qishan was her home.
"They are usually in Yizhou. The land of Yizhou is full of high mountains and valleys. The vast area of demon mountains is collectively called Qishan... No mortals dare to go to that area. The cultivators of the Demon Suppression Pavilion generally do not go there to provoke demons."
"Liangzhou originally had it too, but there was too much sand there, so neither humans nor demons liked to go there, as they would easily get their faces covered in sand."
Qin Tianshu thought for a moment, "Liangzhou is in the northwest and Yizhou is in the southwest. If we go to Youzhou now and then come back, it may take a whole winter. If we travel fast, we should be able to reach Yizhou in the spring."
It was fortunate that the carriage was unusually fast. The land of Kyushu is so vast that it would normally take several years to travel this far. Look at the scholar, he has been traveling for so many years, but he has never reached Youzhou or Qingzhou.
Zhang Xuan nodded, "Let's talk about it some more... Let's hurry up and ship the medicine box back, then go eat, I'm hungry."
Let's eat first. He's been wandering around for a long time and is really hungry.
Wen Chuan smiled and looked at them, saying, "There's a restaurant over there. Why don't you go first? I'll go with Zhang Xuan and be right back."
Qingyu agreed, and Wenchuan accompanied Zhang Xuan forward. Not far away was the place where people would deliver goods. Qingyu and the others went into the restaurant first.
The things sold at Luoxing Garden are strange and unusual, and they have everything. It's just that the restaurant here is a bit lacking.
Perhaps because grains and cereals lack spiritual energy, most cultivators emphasize eating less and not indulging in gluttony. Therefore, this restaurant also has only some home-style dishes on the menu, and the taste is also ordinary.
Qingyu and the others ordered the food first, and Wenchuan and the others returned shortly afterward.
Wen Chuan also bought a few flatbreads, a specialty of Jizhou, which are fragrant and crispy. They had tried quite a few in Jizhou City a few days ago, and Wen Chuan really liked the texture of the flatbreads. Seeing them on the street, he bought a few more. He carried the flatbreads, while Zhang Xuan stood beside him holding a dusty, large book.
Although shipping was convenient, the book was somewhat special, so they didn't ask anyone to take it back. Qingyu looked at the book and told them about what happened at the Wuyi Pharmacy.
Zhang Xuan: "What a wonderful encounter! Just this morning we were worried about the Shangguan family's poison, and by noon we had this prescription for the hundred poisons."
Qingyu glanced at him and said, "Alright, Fanxiang still needs to study this prescription."
Fan Xiang smiled, then the girl spoke in a low voice, her words carrying a rare hint of coldness, "My uncle gave us the book because of Qingyu's matter. Back then, the Shangguan family must have been involved in Qingyu's matter, otherwise it couldn't have been the Cold Snow Poison."
Wen Chuan listened quietly. The young man's tone was indifferent. "No rush. We'll be going to Youzhou soon anyway. Shangguan Shi is in Youzhou City, and Wen Gu is in Jianxue City. Let's go and see them both."
The scholar hugged Cai Cai and stroked her fur. He lifted Cai Cai up and said with a smile, "Hmm, did you hear that? How about it, Cai Cai? I'll take you to see the snow."
Cai Cai: "Gugu gou gugu."
As they were talking, the food was served. They ate, and Qingyu happened to be sitting by the window. The girl looked down and saw that there were still many vendors selling things.
"Speaking of which, the Yunzhou auction is in a couple of days, right?"
Qin Tianshu: "Yes, it must be Yunzhou who released the news this time. It's rare to see so many cultivators gathered in one place."
In prosperous times, cultivators hide themselves away. Even the cultivators in the Demon Suppression Pavilion mostly live quietly, capturing demons and earning their salaries.
Qingyu nodded thoughtfully, then took another piece of flatbread and ate it. "Yun Jiacheng said there's a stone at the auction that we might want. How do we buy this stone?"
Wen Chuan glanced at the withered book beside him and said, "Perhaps we can make use of this book."
Lin Fanxiang lowered her eyes, gently picked up the book and flipped through it. "It is indeed possible, but I am not a pill cultivator, so I can only try to study these antidote prescriptions, select some, and let the people of Yunzhou evaluate them first."
Qin Tianshu nodded, "No rush, today is the 27th, there's still time."
Zhang Xuan ate his meal. Although the taste was ordinary, the young man didn't mind and maintained his usual appetite.
"Speaking of which, I spent half the morning looking around this street. This Falling Star Garden is indeed lively, but many things have very little spiritual energy. After picking and choosing, I only bought a dagger. I'll go take another look around this afternoon."
The boys talked, and the street was filled with lively energy. They were preparing themselves, because once you come to a place, you should take the time to explore, stroll around, and eat.
The land of Kyushu is vast, where grudges and debts can indeed be swift and satisfying, and love and hate can be truly moving.
That's no bigger than your mood.
Eating, drinking, playing, and having fun are the essence of life.
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