After hearing this, the patriarch was not disappointed but became even happier. It was difficult for ordinary people in ancient times to see a doctor, and it was even more difficult for the villagers in the village to see a doctor.
The villagers who were injured while hunting were just given some herbal remedies. Whether they could survive depended on themselves. There was no other treatment at all.
In his opinion, being able to cure headaches and fevers was already very powerful. Aunt Norma beside him was also happy for An Jingzhi.
The Miao people also have their own Miao doctors, but they are all in other Miao villages deep in the mountains.
The Miao people who lived deeper in the mountains had no contact with the Han people and rarely went out. By the time they went to look for the patient, they were afraid that the patient would have already died.
"Ajing, why didn't you tell grandpa earlier?" If his grandson had told him, would he still have to worry so much about what his grandson would do a hundred years later?
Now he is not only not worried, but happy instead. Their Miao village may be blessed by the immortals because of their grandson, and the blessings will continue in the future.
Why tell him earlier? He won’t be ready if you tell him earlier.
An Jingzhi pretended to be shy and said, "Grandpa, I haven't learned it yet. I want to give you a surprise when I learn it well."
This Miao village has been dealing with the Han people for a long time and has been greatly influenced by them. Otherwise, An Jingzhi's Taoist theory would not be so easily accepted.
The patriarch touched An Jingzhi's head. The grandfather and grandson had not been so close for a long time since their grandson grew up.
"Silly boy, since the immortal has taught you the Tao, this is your chance. You will definitely be able to learn it."
The tribe leader was filled with joy. "Study hard, and if you need anything, tell me. I'll have my tribesmen go down and get it for you. We just killed a wild boar today, and we have a lot of good stuff left. We can exchange it for a lot of things with the Han people down the mountain."
"Not for now, Grandpa."
As the clan leader's most beloved grandson, the original owner had some private money. An Jingzhi used that private money to exchange for these talismans from the people living down the mountain.
As for the brushes, he made them himself by pulling out rabbit hair and tying them into bundles.
Although the original owner had some private money, the entire village was so poor and his private money was limited. He spent it all after buying a few pieces of talisman paper.
This is a small martial arts world, where Taoism naturally does not exist. An Jingzhi never intended to achieve any purpose through Taoism from the beginning to the end. This was just an excuse he found for the original owner.
After being here for a few days, An Jingzhi had a general understanding. Although it was a world of martial arts, it was no different from other ancient planes. Apart from requiring more skills, the reverence for ghosts and gods remained the same.
Moreover, the people living at the foot of the mountain are very afraid of the Miao people. If their village had not been trading with the people in the countryside for decades, the people living at the foot of the mountain would probably still be afraid of them. But even so, every time the villagers went down to trade, the people living at the foot of the mountain would let their children hide at home and not let them come out.
It can be said that most people in the Central Plains are very afraid of Miaojiang's witchcraft.
The news that An Jingzhi had learned the art of drawing talismans from the immortal Fu Ze spread throughout the village that very night, not even the next day.
All this was thanks to Aunt Norma, who treated the original owner as her own child and loved him. She was too confused to see it, but the other villagers could more or less see how the original owner treated Aunt Norma who loved him.
Those who were on good terms with her would also give Norma some advice in private. Naturally, Norma didn't believe it at first, and instead quarreled with her tribesmen in anger. However, later on, the original owner's actions made her more and more suspicious.
Now that he knew all the reasons, he couldn't wait to explain to his tribe members.
Although the original owner looked down on everyone at first, he looked down on everyone equally. Except for the clan leader, he treated everyone else the same.
No one else felt anything was wrong, but as time went on, people realized that people are made of flesh and blood, and some people couldn't help but feel resentful after giving so much without even a chance to be looked at in the eye.
"A Jing actually met an immortal?!"
"How could it be false? The clan leader knows everything!" The clan leader has a high prestige in everyone's heart.
"Does this mean our village will be protected by immortals in the future?"
"That's not necessarily true. The immortal is interested in Ajing."
"No wonder Ajing can't learn Gu magic. It turns out that Ajing was chosen by the immortal a long time ago, so those Gu insects naturally dare not get close to him!"
"Even if the immortal chose him, so what? He's still... what do the Han people call it... looking too high above the head! Yes, that's right, that's the word!"
The man who was speaking was slapped on the head by one of the other tribesmen who were discussing the matter.
"What are you talking about? What do you know? This is called the demeanor of an immortal! Don't the immortals in those stories all hold their heads high? This is called immortal aura!"
A Yu also joined the discussion, "Yes, that's right! A Jing has been extraordinary since he was a child! Look at him, he looks different from our people, fair and tender, no wonder he was chosen by the immortal!"
Isn’t he fair and tender because he doesn’t do anything?
Such a thought flashed through the minds of some tribesmen, but was quickly forgotten by the joy of An Jingzhi being chosen by the immortal. They chose to convince themselves and find excuses for the original owner.
"You know what? Jing has been different from other kids since he was little. He was like a little adult. Is this the precocious wisdom mentioned in those stories?"
They thought that the child looked down on them and his tribesmen in the past. It turns out that the child was destined to be chosen by the immortals and has the demeanor of an immortal, so he has a stern face all day long!
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